There was no navigator, no anemometer, everything was measured by sight, and then these two damn goblins had the audacity to drive the airship into the clouds without any scruples. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Several times Duke saw the cliff suddenly appear on the side of the airship, and it was Duke who rushed up to swing the rudder to avoid the ship's destruction.

And at that moment, the two stupid goblins were still burying their heads in mending the holes in the balloons.

Duke, who couldn't stand it, had already prepared for the worst, and he directly handed over the control of opening the [Ice Barrier] to the system elves. Because he really can't guarantee that he will have that concentration and reaction throughout the day, and open the refrigerator at a critical moment to save his life.

Once the secret of his resurrection is discovered by Deathwing, then hehe.

What happened next, as expected, was that the two goblins were busy tinkering, and the two creatures with huge hearts even sometimes took a nap, oblivious to the dangers that were close at hand, such as a sudden air leak and a sudden high-altitude landing or possibly a mountain or something.

In this way, Duke survived the whole day, and then spent another sleepless night.

At the end of the day, Duke had eaten almost nothing and drank nothing. Because you will vomit when you drink it, and you will vomit even more when you eat it.

Duke almost suspects that Deathwing is deliberately making him suffer in order to weaken his will and complete the hypnosis as quickly as possible.

But the next morning, Duke changed his mind. As the morning dawned, the clouds around them faded into the sky, so much so that Duke felt the airship finally sail out of the sea into the sky.

There was not a single thick fog, and all the scenery within ten kilometers was clearly visible. Beneath your feet transforms from vast expanses of forest to rocky, untouched wilderness, and the terrain begins to climb as far as the eye can see, leading to the cliffs of Grimbaatar.

Along the way, there are indeed a few small groves along the way, but the overall coverage is quite sparse.

Humans can be very abrupt in the wilderness, and orc dragoons can easily see their tracks from kilometers away.

None of the orc dragoons were interested in the ship Duke was riding, and the most recent time, a red dragon had even swept by less than five hundred meters, and the orc cavalry above had not even looked at the airship. Even as he flew by, the airship's steam engine exploded loudly.

It seems that the orcs must be used to these goblins who work for the tribe for money. Or maybe they look down on these little green dwarfs who are 'allegiance' to the tribe for the sake of the inexplicably golden yellow metal.

Well, Orgrim used the gold he had seized from conquering the human capital to buy the goblins, which was indeed a good move.

The orcs didn't want it, the goblins rushed to get it. The two sides almost hit it off.

Duke's eyes were half-narrowed, and he wondered how his foursome was going to get through here.

After a day and a night of flying, Grimbaatar was quite close to them.

Wen Resa and the others, who were following carefully on griffins in the back, were also close.

It was at this time that a major event occurred that did not belong to the original 'history'.

In the city of Dalaran, the kings of the six human kingdoms, plus the Kudran Hammer and the prince of Kael'thas, a total of eight heads gathered.

To bring so many bigwigs together, of course, something big happened:

The next king of the sea kingdom of Kurtilas, the eldest prince Drake Prodmoor, was killed in battle.

Dalaran Kenrito Six Member of Parliament Gastara Marlowe was killed in battle.

Silver Moon Councillor Balanmingde Kaz was killed in battle.

Duke Farryville, the former Bloodsail Pirate Bearer and current Deputy Commander of the Stormwind Kingdom's fleet, was killed in battle.

Along with the deaths of these four important members of the country, as well as shocking losses, the perpetrators were several ancient red dragons led by Taranistaz.

Every place where more than three kings are seated can be called the throne hall. Now, in the throne hall, resounded with the roar of King Dalein Proudmoor.

"Calm down? Lothar you told me to calm down!? Now it's not you who killed my son, it's me! You told me to believe Duke! Well, I waited for him for two weeks, every day, every night, and my men and I had to patrol the seas at the risk of those damn big lizards. Well, now that's the result of waiting!"

Daillin threw out a lump of golden-dominated metal that had been completely deformed by the flames. This thing made a sonorous sound on the floor tiles of the hall. The sound of bouncing and tumbling on the ground knocked on everyone's heart.

Almost no one could recognize it, it turned out to be a scimitar.

Old Daelin burst into tears: "The next king of Kul Tiras has died - right in front of me, burned to ashes by a ball of flames!

Lothar was speechless.

If it weren't for the fact that the Stormwind Kingdom also lost a duke, I really don't know how crazy King Dalin would be. Now, the hero of the sea, who has fought almost every day since the beginning of the war, has fought for the ****** and dedicated himself to the Alliance, and is sitting on the floor tiles in front of the throne, crying.

Yes, at this moment, there is no king, no admiral galloping on the blue sea, there is only a father who has lost his son.

As the invasion of the Red Dragon became more and more fierce, the alliance bosses who originally wanted to defend the Red Dragon Legion did not dare to speak up. After all, the alliance with the Red Dragon Legion is a thing of the past, but the attack of the Ancient Red Dragon is a real threat now.

Every king had a bad look on his face.

King Terenus asked in a deep voice, "Isn't there any news from our lieutenant commander yet?"

The only answer was silence.

Crassus, who was standing next to Antonidas, tried to say something, but remained silent. He had already received the news that Luo Ning had sent him. All night, Crassus couldn't sleep. The queen he admired the most was still in prison.

Deathwing intervened.

That's Deathwing, the one that has brought the entire dragon clan to the brink of civil strife and collapse! But only to the point of confrontation. Crassus didn't think humans had what it took to kill Nesario.

Nothing a dragon has done in the last 10,000 years, and Crassus doesn't think mortal humans and elves can do it. After all, it was no longer the realm of mortals.

So Crassus chose to be silent, and in his mind, it was all about these days. The news from Duke Toronen made him understand that Duke had achieved the ultimate in mortality. Now it's up to him to find a helping hand against Deathwing.

But these days, he has hit a wall for the second time.

When Crassus came to his senses, the deliberations of the kings in the hall seemed to have come to fruition.

"Then let's do it, we'll send out a huge strike team to save the Red Dragon Queen, or, kill her!" Tyrenus announced. (To be continued.) )