Chapter 167 The Black Dragon’s Conspiracy (2-in-1)

Soon the heroes in the council hall each chose the plot route they wanted to participate in.

This is also a benefit for rich players, as they can participate in the plot immediately.

The assassination team, led by Duke Lothar himself, led a team of elite assassins from MI7, a team of Storm Knights, and a dozen hero players to assassinate Medivh.

On the other hand, King Ryan and Varian also began to gather their armies to prepare for the expedition to the Dark Portal.

The summons order was quickly issued, and the order was sent to every noble.

Soon, the Kingdom of Stormwind was fully mobilized.

Elite Stormwind City guards, powerful Storm Knights, Kingdom infantry, Kingdom crossbowmen, Kingdom spearmen, and regular troops with standard configurations from various alliance camps came out from various military camps outside Stormwind City in full force.

A neat team was formed in the open fields outside the city.

Groups of soldiers lined up neatly and marched towards the dark swamp.

In the territories of various nobles, there is also a scene of an impending war.

The Kingdom of Stormwind, like other human kingdoms, is a feudal country. The power of the nobles is very large. Only about 30% of the entire army of the Kingdom of Stormwind is in the hands of the king. Although it is elite, the number is not very large, only about 30,000.

And the nobles have many troops. Depending on the noble title, there are as few as a few hundred, and as many as thousands. However, although the number is large, the quality is more worrying. The private troops of the nobles

The core of the army is knights, supplemented by a large number of levied militiamen. The combat effectiveness of these militiamen is not guaranteed.

As armies of nobles continued to join the expeditionary force, the size of the army soon became larger and larger...

The entire army formed a military formation that was several miles long, causing the adventurers passing by to look at it and ask what exactly happened.

Soon information about the upcoming opening of the Dark Portal began to circulate crazily among players.

As soon as they heard that the Dark Portal was finally about to open, the players all went crazy.

Be it lords, soldiers, or of course adventurers.

Everyone is waiting for this war to come. Fighting bandits and slashing jackals on weekdays is still fun, but after playing for a long time, you get used to it, so naturally you are looking forward to a larger-scale war.

The official had already let out the news before, but now that the opening time was finally confirmed, everyone suddenly became excited.

The streets are full of adventurers in small groups calling for friends. Those who move quickly have already bought supplies and are heading towards the Dark Portal.

The lord players gathered their own armies and couldn't wait to join the army in Stormwind City, preparing to go into battle to kill the enemy and play a war game.

Soldier players and vassal players are also fully armed and engaged in this unprecedented battle.

There are even some high-end adventurer teams, large guilds, and game studios that directly target those reputable characters.

This battle at the Dark Portal must be a plot event, which means plot killing will be inevitable. There will definitely be a lot of plot points and plot equipment. Many heroes and adventurers have formed teams of various configurations and are ready.

When the time comes, it will be a great pleasure to capture the head of a tribal leader.

At this moment, Arthas was riding alongside Varian, walking at the front of the team.

Arthas (Prince of Lordaeron): "Second brother, do you think our army is enough?" Arthas looked at the majestic lineup of the army and asked with a worried look on his face. As the prince of Lordaeron, Arthas asked

, I have also seen the military strength of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, so I still have some experience in estimating the number of troops.

Although the army in front of us is huge, it only numbers tens of thousands. Even if the nobles continue to lead troops to join, it will probably only be around 100,000 by then.

Facing an army of millions of orcs, it feels very mysterious.

Especially those militiamen who were recruited were poorly equipped and looked like they had little combat effectiveness.

Varian (Prince of Storms): "Haha, don't worry about third brother, there will be an army. Look, isn't that coming?"

Just then, a group of more than a hundred adventurers were chasing after them on horseback.

Seeing Varian's lion banner, the leader immediately flew over.

Hawke: "King Wa, all the more than one hundred people from our Dragon Age Guild are here. This time we will fight for you!"

Varian (Prince of Storms): "Thank you brave adventurers for joining us, let us go to the Dark Portal to fight side by side." He waved to the knight.

The player named Hawke was about to leave when he suddenly saw Arthas next to Varian and his eyes widened.

(Oh my god, Alsace? Why is this guy here too?) The player didn't ask any more questions and ran ahead with his troops.

Soon, several groups of adventurers arrived, some in small groups, some in dozens or hundreds. They kept passing through the army and heading towards the Dark Door, and from time to time they would run over to say hello.

Open your mouth, King Wa, and shut your mouth, King Wa, but Alsace heard it and let it go.

"Second brother, I didn't expect you to be so famous among adventurers. They all call you King Wa? What's going on?"

Varian shook his head, "I'm not sure. When the Dark Portal opened for the first time, facing an army of 100,000 orcs, those adventurers called me this. Haha, I think maybe it's because of my natural ability.

There must be a kingly demeanor. Of course, it is possible that these adventurers don't know much about the names of the royal family, so they call them random names. Who knows.

Don't pay too much attention to Alsace, a true king does not rely on title and bloodline, but on courage and strength. Read more and learn more, and you will become a qualified king in the future."

"Well, don't worry, second brother, I will definitely try my best to learn from you and eldest brother. By the way, where is eldest brother? Why didn't I see him?"

Varian shook his head: "I'm not sure. Maybe he went to join Duke Lothar's team. Don't worry, I think he won't miss this war."

Meanwhile—Blackrock Spire.

The thick black smoke from the Black Rock Mountains covered the sky and the sun, and the silhouette of the black dragon circled and danced in the sky.

This is the Blackstone Tower, a powerful fortress of the Dark Iron Dwarves. However, since a few years ago, the upper floor of the Blackstone Tower has been occupied by a powerful black dragon lord. He and his dragonmen and servant legions have firmly guarded the Blackstone Tower.

At the entrance located halfway up the mountain, many Dark Iron dwarves were even captured as servants.

At this moment, the black dragon lord was looking at the army of monsters in front of him, frowning.

Like other black dragon lords, Nefarian also has a large number of monster servants under his command. These chaotic monsters are very good cannon fodder. Unfortunately, until now, he still doesn't know what enemy the black dragon king is recruiting the legion to fight against.

Nefarian was never sure how many troops he would bring to the war.

But one thing he was sure of was that he had to speed up. His father was not a patient leader.

Suddenly a huge black shadow passed across the sky. Nefarian looked at the sky in surprise, and his expression suddenly became gloomy. He saw a huge black dragon falling from the sky, even bigger than him, slowly.

It slowly landed in front of him.

Transformed into a man in black robe.

Nefarian (King of Blackrock Spire): "Morpheus, hum, you are quite fast. Being so concerned about my father's summons is in line with your character. Why, you also heard that summons."

The command?"

Morpheus (ancient black dragon): "That's right, otherwise why would I appear here? Tsk tsk tsk, you have found a good place for yourself. This place is much more respectable than my dark dragon's lair. The black iron dwarves are also

What a good craftsman."

Nefarian (King of Blackrock Spire): "Humph, what are you doing here at Blackrock Spire? Father asked us to gather in Nightwhisper Forest. Don't tell me that you came to see me specially."

Morpheus (Ancient Black Dragon): "Haha, don't be so nervous. In fact, I came to you to discuss cooperation. Are you interested in doing something big together, Nefarian?"

Doing something big? Nefarian suddenly became vigilant. He and Morpheus had never dealt with each other very well, and they almost started it before. Although it was impossible for the two to have a head-on conflict again because of their father's return, this did not mean that

Peace was restored between the two sides.

"Don't look at me with that look. I'm serious. I can see that you are very unhappy with Deathwing, right? This is exactly why I came to you. Don't you want to replace him as the King of the Black Dragon?

?We can cooperate and deal with him together,"

Nefarian suddenly showed a cold expression, "Humph, do you think I am a fool? You are using such crude words to fool me. If I remember correctly, you kept saying that you would wait for his return to lead the Black Dragon Legion.

Woolen cloth.

Why did it suddenly change?

I do hate him, but I am not a fool, but you dare to sow discord between me and my father, so you are not afraid..."

"What, are you still going to report me? Please do it, but to be honest, I don't think the final result will be what you want to see, so why not listen to my opinion first before making a decision?"

Nefarian snorted, but did not stop him.

Morpheus smiled slightly: "Deathwing is a madman. You should know this very well. He almost killed you last time. I think you can feel that he has really considered doing it. Who knows what he will do next time he gets angry.

What's going on, he's becoming more and more mentally unstable, and one day he'll kill you.

Unless we can solve it in advance."

Nefarian (King of Blackrock Spire): "Humph, are you kidding me? My father is invincible, and this is your stupid plan? I think this is simply a way to get yourself killed."

Morpheus (Ancient Black Dragon): "No, nothing in this world is truly invincible. We all have to face the mercy of fate, and Deathwing is no exception. Unless you can see the truth of this world clearly, there will be no

People can escape their fate.

When the moment of destiny comes, you will find that he is not as invulnerable as he seems."

Nefarian was slightly moved by Morpheus's profound words, "Oh, what can you do?"

Morpheus (Ancient Black Dragon): "Not yet, but this time he summoned us, indicating that the enemy he faces is extremely powerful and cannot be defeated by him alone. This is our opportunity. I am not

He said that something must be done, but at least, I think we can reach an agreement for the time being. If the time arises, maybe we can put aside our past differences and cooperate.

There is no unbearable grudge between us. I don’t know if you have ever heard of this sentence: There are no eternal friends and no eternal enemies, only eternal interests."

Nefarian remained unmoved: "Then what? Even if we can really defeat him or even kill him, then who will become the King of the Black Dragon? The Black Dragon Legion can only have one king."

Morpheus (ancient black dragon): "Of course it is you. Believe it or not, I have no interest in becoming the king of the black dragon."
To be continued...