Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

Neltharion fled, and the ownership of Highmountain changed hands.

The topography of the lair of the Fallen Black Dragon Net was completely changed by the extremely violent blow of Kazgros's hammer. Countless amber-like translucent stone pillars ran through the entire lair, adding a touch of fantasy to the strange scene in the lair.

"Ahem!"

A rapid cough came from Hu En's mouth. This tauren, who was known for his bravery in the Battle of the Ancients, looked extremely sluggish and weak at this moment.

"call……"

Being supported by Iglul with a face full of respect and regret, he sat down on a small piece of flat ground in the cave, Hu En worked hard for a long time and finally managed to breathe properly.

After clenching his fists to feel his physical condition, Hu En chuckled bitterly and said, "Cough~ Thanks to the mercy of Mother Earth, I finally didn't let me die on the spot."

Andrea put his right hand on Hu En's shoulder, and the weak non-attributed energy flowed through his whole body, and soon he roughly grasped Hu En's current situation.

"Hey~"

Sighing, Andrea said with a complicated expression, "Thanks to the tauren's natural strong physique and tenacious vitality, you barely survived after forcibly using the holy hammer, but..."

Hu En waved his hands weakly, "It's okay, Iglul and Andrea, you don't need to blame yourself for this."

"Saving the future of Highmountain and the Highmountain tribe is my duty as the Warchief."

"You are just foreign aid I invited to assist you. You are not obliged to pay such a heavy price for the highest mountain. Please raise your head."

Iglul's expression is still very tangled, "Your Excellency Moon Shadow aside, as the natives of Highmountain, drogbar, we also have the responsibility to restore the tranquility and peace of our hometown, leaving you alone..."

"okay."

After resting for a while, Hu En struggled to stand up again with Iglul's support.

"Cough~ I don't need to say more about what has happened. Chief Iglul, if drogbar wants to guard Highmountain together, the Highmountain tribe welcomes you to join us at any time."

Iglul hesitated for a while, and finally nodded and said, "I will try my best to persuade the tribe, but the process is destined to not be smooth, we need time."

Drogbar has been enslaved by the black dragon for tens of thousands of years, and the servility in his bones and the autistic tendency caused by the long-term lack of communication with the outside world are difficult to eliminate in a short period of time.

Perhaps after regaining freedom, it will take several generations, or even dozens of generations, before the drogbar can slowly change his overly vigilant attitude towards the outside world and foreign races, and slowly learn to reintegrate into the world.

Although Hu En looks like a big and three rough, but he can become the great chief elected by all the tribes, he definitely does not rely on brute force.

He could see Iglul's hesitation for a moment, but Hu En didn't say anything, but patted the drogbar leader's arm encouragingly.

Under the care of the surviving tauren warriors, Hu En, Andrea and others moved slowly outward together.

The back door of the lair was destroyed by Neltharion before he left, and the collapsed rock completely blocked the secret passage. The group of people had to bypass the magnificent spectacle formed by the amber stone pillars and return by the same way they came from.

The scene of Neltharion fleeing in embarrassment greatly encouraged the drogbar who had been enslaved for many years. Andrea and others saw countless drogbars cheering loudly along the way, waving crude and primitive stone weapons in their hands to hunt down the cave The remaining black dragon dragon people.

"wait."

When passing a corner, Hu En suddenly signaled the team to stop, and he turned his head to look at a hatching site guarded by several young dragons and dozens of dragonmen.

A large group of drogbars bravely launched a crazy attack on this group of dragons with low morale. Even if there were young dragons pressing the field, drogbars insisted on relying on the superiority of the number to defeat the dragons.

Seeing that the drogbars drove the dragonmen and young dragons out of the hatching ground, raising their stone weapons frantically to destroy the eggs, Hu En hurriedly stopped their actions.

Iglul knew that most of his people could not understand the Kaldorei language, so he used Titan language to sternly stop the group of drogbars.

"Stop! Chief Huon has something to say!"

When the drogbars saw Iglul, they quickly fell to their knees one by one, prostrating in front of him in a groveling manner.

"It is Igrul the Dragonslayer, our great leader!"

"Thanks to the dragon slayer for leading us out of the slavery of the black dragon. Starting today, drogbar is free again!"

Seeing that this group of people still couldn't change their past habit of kneeling down at every turn, Iglul frowned, looking like he was about to get angry at any time.

"Iglul, calm down."

Hu En advised, "Habits formed over thousands of years are not so easy to correct. Just like what you said, Drogbar needs time to slowly wash away the slave mark engraved by Neltharion on your hearts. Be more patient." .”

"……I see."

Flicking away the group of servile sycophants with unkind faces, a group of people surrounded Hu En to the hatching ground, where a large number of uncracked dragon eggs were placed on the warm ground, waiting for natural hatching.

Andrea felt the shadowy aura lingering on these dragon eggs, shook her head helplessly and said, "These dragon eggs should all be produced after Neltharion was corrupted."

"Unfortunately, they were also affected by the fallen Black Dragon King. We must destroy all these dragon eggs."

"Maybe, but I don't think all dragon eggs are polluted by the corrupted breath."

Hu En broke free from the support of his subordinates, and slowly checked the black dragon eggs present one by one.

Seeing this scene, Andrea's heart suddenly moved.

‘Could it be that the egg of the only unaffected black dragon, Abyssian, is here? '

Sure enough, under Hu En's patient groping, he finally found a pure dragon egg, and Andrea, who was proficient in the power of shadow, did not feel any shadow aura from it.

With Andrea's nod of approval, Hu En showed a child-like happy smile on his face.

He held the dragon egg high above his head, and said in a thankful and joyful tone, "A miracle will indeed happen. Under the influence of the fallen dragon eggs around him, he still remains pure. This child may become the hope of the black dragon clan in the future."

It may be a coincidence, or it may be inevitable.

When Hu En lifted the dragon egg high, the dragon egg, which was not stained by the mud, just started to break its shell.

The delicate claws wrapped in translucent mucus scratched the eggshell, and the head of a baby dragon that hadn't opened its eyes came out of the shell, and its mouth continued to let out a non-threatening cry.

Hu En watched expectantly as the little dragon crawled out of the eggshell and slowly ate the eggshell that had wrapped him up. He held the dazed baby dragon with his trembling hands, and moved his generous face close to the little dragon's. Looking forward to watching.

Perhaps feeling the strange breath, Xiaolong instinctively spewed out a small flame in the direction of Hu En.

The flame was weak, but it was more than enough to ignite the braid of Huun's chin.

"oh oh!"

Holding up the little dragon with one hand, and flapping his beard with the other, Hu En was flustered for a while under the funny eyes of Andrea, Igrul and others.

Putting out the flames on his beard, Hoon couldn't help laughing himself.

He stretched out his hand and tapped Xiaolong's nose lightly, "Little guy with energy, with black horns, I'll call you... Black Horn (Ebyssian)."