There are currently three areas completely occupied by the Knights of the Dark Blade, the Hellfire Peninsula, the Valley of the Shadow Moon and the Peak Forest of Aranca, where Oakington is located, cannot be considered completely controlled because of the existence of Shattrath City, but in this area, the power of the Knights of the Dark Blade is overwhelmingly powerful.

The Nagrand Grassland in the southwest of the Draenor continent and the westernmost Frostfire Ridge are remotely controlled, and the Darkblade Knights have heavy troops in both areas to deter those exiled orcs, and there is a giant iron mine that originally belonged to ogres in operation in the Frostfire Ridge, and the equipment of the Knights is basically cast in the Frostfire Ridge.

The only area that the Darkblade Knights did not intervene in at all was the northernmost Gollond Wilderness, where the situation was complicated, and the terrain was not suitable for large-scale marches, so it was placed at the end of the conquest plan, and the mysterious Plain of Franlon, which was isolated overseas, had also been found, and if nothing went wrong, the next stage of the war would be carried out on the Plains of Farron.

But this does not mean that Tyrion does not pay attention to Gorrond, in fact, the creatures that this land nurtures are very important to him.

"Well, it's such a beautiful land."

At this time, the mysterious Davar. Lord Presto was standing on the hills of the barren Gollund, looking condescendingly at the land of trees and wilderness, and he seemed to appreciate the scenery of the land, but in fact from his position, the unplanned forest and the bare treeless wilderness in the distance were intertwined, and there was no beauty at all.

"The world is so good."

Lord Presto praised again, his eyes beating like a burning flame, and the light of the fire made no secret of his greed:

"It's so free! There are no nasty bronze dragons, no obnoxious red dragons, no pervasive green dragons, no crazy blue dragons, and no nosy Titan guardians... It's so free! This land should belong to us! ”

Davar opened his arms, took a deep breath of Gollund's air, and said in a deep voice:

"This world will become a treasure land for the re-emergence of the Black Dragon Legion! Yes, it will be a disaster for Azeroth! And rightfully so! ”

The gloomy Olician, who had been the liaison between Lord Davar and Archmage Khadgar, stood respectfully behind the lord, and after Presto's exclamation, he coughed lightly and said:

"You're right, master, but there are a lot of nasty guys in this world... The stinking undead, the unruly orcs, and most importantly, Naru, my master, Naruadar of Shattrath City has once again denied us access to that city, and the Draenei are back to investigate! ”

"Let them come."

Lord Davar happily stretched out his finger and shook it in the air: "Their flesh and blood will be the best food for the young dragons, and when this group of children grows up, the wings of the Black Dragon Legion will cover the sky of Gorrond, and they will take off from here and burn the flames of the Black Dragon all over the world!" ”

"The undead are meaningless, the orcs are meaningless, and Naru is meaningless."

The fire in Presto's eyes flashed, and he shouted:

"No one can stop the destruction of all things! Right now... Come with me, Olysian, on a delightful hunt to slay all the foolish beasts that dare to rebel against us..."

"Boom"

A cloud of flames fell from the sky over Lord Davar's body, and the next moment, a behemoth that made the earth tremble flapped its wings and rose from the hills, and Olysian also removed his human disguise, and the real adult dragon flapped its wings and followed behind its master.

But its 60-meter-long body is about the size of a child in front of its owner.

In front of it, there was an ancient black dragon with a body length of more than 200 meters, the moment its wings spread, the entire hill below was shrouded in a burning shadow, it was like a burning dragon, its huge body was covered with scales like steel, and above its back, the muscles under the scales were stretched, and even tore the scales covering, and it could only be fixed back together with thick pieces of steel.

This terrifying gesture made the primeval black dragon look like an illusion of the coming of the apocalypse, it raised its head, the hideous dragon horns were like staggered swords piercing the sky, and the 12 large and small dragon horns around the head shrouded the top of the head, like a dragon bone crown, and the roar that shook the sky spread throughout the land of Gollund in an instant.

Where he flew, the ground seemed to come to life, the boulders were turned up, the land was staggered, the lush forests that covered the earth were buried, the extinct volcanoes that had been dormant were reawakened, and soon, the scorching breath belonging to the magma filled the sky, and in the eruption of the magma, the originally dry earth was covered with flames, and soon patches of barren land with extremely high temperatures were formed.

This is the most suitable environment for the growth of black dragon hatchlings.

"In the shadow of my wings, the world... All the worlds will be on fire! ”

The huge primeval black dragon roared, and along with its flight, black dragons continued to join the ranks of the flight on the ground, and by the time it reached the north of Gorrond, the number of black dragons led by it had reached 12, and they hovered above the sky, wantonly spraying the scorching dragon breath, igniting the wasteland of the wasteland beneath him.

This is a provocation ...

Soon, the opponents provoked by the black dragons rushed out of the extremely barren, bare hills, which were also a huge pack of beasts, no, it might be more appropriate to call them giants.

They are generally above 5 tall, and some of the huge guys can even break through 7, just like the djinn in myths and legends.

Their feet on the ground shook the ground with every step they took, their skin dark or blood-red, their bodies covered in black like the most formidable defenses, and black claws and punches that made it easy for them to tear through any opponent they encountered.

These giant beasts have muscular muscles and short tails, no hair on their bodies, and especially huge arms, and when they move forward, they are like gorillas, supporting their tall bodies with their arms, and on their ugly heads is a huge one-eyed, with staggered sharp teeth and constant dripping disgusting saliva.

This is Goron, one of the most feared creatures in the entire world of Draenor.

In the ancient legends of orcs and ogres, these powerful land creatures are named gods, and few creatures in the world of Draenor dare to provoke these brutes, in fact, even when the orcs are at their strongest, the Blackstone clan living in Golrond is cautious to avoid the area where the gorons operate, and even when the orcs drink the blood of demons and slaughter the whole world, they do not dare to provoke Goron.

Just as dragons are considered legends in Azeroth, the legends of Goron in Draenor are only more brutal and terrifying.

And now, the strongest creatures of the two worlds have finally collided, and this is not their first battle, the black dragon's conquest in Gorlund did not go well, at the time of the first war, Lord Presto happened to be in the Aranca Peak Forest and Tyrion was talking and laughing, and by the time it returned to Gorlund, its black dragon had already failed.

The Gorons suffered heavy losses, but at least 7 black dragons were smashed down from the sky by Goron, and in an instant, they were dismembered by those terrifying beasts with endless power, and even their noble flesh and blood became the food of Goron's mouth, and those savage Goron even nailed the broken corpses of the black dragons to the hills of Golrond in response to the invasion of the black dragons.

This made the proud Lord Presto unbearable, and this time, it had made up its mind to kill these disgusting monsters once and for all!

So the black dragons in the sky roared and sprinkled their breath on these threatening beasts, and these beasts flapped their chests wildly, and they grabbed the boulders from the ground, and in the infinite blessing of great power, those boulders smashed into the black dragons in the sky like cannonballs.

The melee between the black dragon and Goron is like a mythical war that opens the world, and no weak creature dares to approach this battlefield, whether it is a black dragon or Golon, they are both at the top of the food chain, and the outcome of their war will directly determine the ownership of the land of Gorond.

There are far more Gorons than the Black Dragons, but they can't fly, and the stones they throw can be avoided by just dodging carefully, so at the very beginning of this encounter, the Black Dragons have the upper hand.

One after another Golon were burned to death in the scorching breath of the black dragon, their corpses fell to the ground, the black dragon's tarsal poison like the shadow flames were still burning their flesh and blood, this tragedy angered the golon beasts on the ground even more, they threw stones more frantically, one of the hapless black dragons could not dodge, was hit by the stone in the wing, wailed and fell to the ground, was grabbed by the three-headed Golon body, and was torn into three pieces in a roar.

The scorching dragon's blood was sprinkled everywhere, the roars of the Gorons became even louder, and the flying stones in the sky forced the black dragons to spread their wings and fly higher.

And on the bare hills, the powerful leader of the black dragon also encountered a powerful challenge, it opened its mouth full of sharp teeth, and spat out the hottest fire, the flames fell from the sky, and even ignited the entire hill, but at the top of the hill, a giant Goron with a height of more than 15 meters stood in the raging fire without care, it flapped its chest, roared madly, and provoked the primeval black dragon in the sky.

That's Gruul, King of Golon! One of the most feared legends in the entire world of Draenor exists.

In terms of body and strength, Grull was more powerful than the average Goron, its pure brute force even surpassed that of the primeval black dragon above his head, and most importantly, in his rage, this true life slayer could even manipulate the power of the earth.

"Roar"

Grull roared and reached out to grab the stone beneath his feet, the soil at his hand surging against the stone, and by the time the King of Goron raised his hand, the stone had more than doubled.

"Bang"

The stone that still shot out of the shot smashed into the chest of the primeval black dragon in the sky like a cannonball, smashing the behemoth in the air and staggering, and the black dragon turned his head and spewed out a breath of dragon breath, enveloping the mountain again.

But the next moment, the flames flying in the sky were torn apart by a pair of giant fists, and the King of Goron jumped up from the top of the hill and grabbed the huge black dragon in the sky with his claws, its left fist clenched, and smashed into the abdomen of the black dragon, the sharp claws left terrifying scratches on the black dragon's body, and between the scales, the dragon's blood like magma was sprinkled to the earth, so that the battle between the dragon and the beast reached its climax in an instant.

"Boom"

The body of the King of Golon smashed on the earth, like a drumstick on the drums of war, making a loud crashing sound, making the ground of this wasteland tremble, and in the sky, the huge black dragon king spread his wings, and his sharp front claws fiercely grabbed the ground Gruel, and in its roar, the whole sky seemed to tremble.

This scene in the remote part of the world of Draenor should have been unaware, but on the edge of the battlefield of the Armageddon between the Black Dragon and Goron, on the edge of an unnoticed hill hundreds of meters away from the battlefield, Tyrion was watching with an appreciative gaze as the djinn and the dragon fought in the wilderness.

It was enough to make any mortal who saw it shiver, but the dead wouldn't be surprised, the Death Knight just thought it was good, it was great, and it made the fight between Goron and the Black Dragons a little crazier.

"What good material."

The Death Knight sighed with emotion, he turned his head and looked at the stunned archmage Khadgar beside him, Tyrion pointed to the primeval black dragon soaring in the sky attacking the King of Goron, and he asked softly:

"Khadgar, I'm going to test you, as the proud disciple of the astral mage Mr. Medivan, do you know who it is?"

The archmage's eyes flickered, and the knowledge in his mind was tumbling rapidly, and soon, the information that matched the monster-like black dragon appeared in his mind.

"With a body length of more than 200 meters and a body wrapped in substantial flames, he can command the unruly Black Dragon, this should be the traitor of the dragon's legend, the king of the Black Dragon Legion, and the guardian of the earth, Nesario."

Khadgar looked at Tyrion:

"It's called Deathwing now, right?"