The halfway up the Black Rock Mountain in the Burning Plain, once part of the Black Iron Dwarf Hodmar City, is now occupied by a more evil dark force.

Victor Nefarios, who proclaimed himself the Lord of Black Stone, is Nefalian, the brother of the Black Dragon Princess Onyxia, roared in an extremely angry voice:

"What? Leshrell! Repeat your words just now!!"

In front of Nefarian, in the form of human form, is his dragon beast steward Leshrel.

Although it is called a dragon beast, compared with the four-legged half-lizard man like the dragon man, the dragon beast, which is also a servant of the dragon clan, has two feet upright.

And compared with the dragon man, every dragon beast has a tall figure.

But even the Black Wings Nest...Nefalian named this great city after occupying the upper level of the Black Iron Dwarf's main city.

Even though Leshrel is the most combative dragon beast in the Black Wings Nest, it still shivered in front of the human-shaped Nefarian:

"My great master, the mighty king of Black Stone, the humble mortals, killed General Wim Salak with engineering bombs."

Leshrel, who repeated his own report, remembered what Lord Nefarian said more than ten days ago when he summoned the Dragon Man General Vim Salak, the lower manager of the Black Stone Tower.

"Although my sister is stupid and clumsy, and even the aesthetics of the nest are unreasonable, she is my sister after all, the descendant of my father's death wings. The Black Dragon Legion feels that she cannot tolerate any offense!"

"WimSalak, assemble your Dragonmen army and catch that Dragon Slayer! Take her to me!"

"As for the order, the great King of Black Stone!" As the vanguard general of the Dragons Legion under Nefarian, staying with the dirty orcs, ogres and forest trolls all day long, Vim Salak has long been unable to bear it.

When he received this task from his master with excitement, Vim Salak really wanted to thank the human who killed Lord Onyxia.

Unfortunately, just over a dozen days later, Leshrell, the butler of the Black Wings Nest, received the news that Wim Salak was bombed to death.

When he was surprised that the humans were so bold, Leshrell was fortunate that he did not snatch this task from Vim Salak, which he thought was just going out for breathing.

When he thought that when he reported, Leshrell would bear the anger of some of his masters, was surprised to find that his master suddenly calmed down after hearing the news.

This strange calmness caused Leshrell, who was originally only nervous, to fear.

Nefarian, who had been silent for a while, noticed his butler's trembling look. He was very satisfied with the situation and waited deliberately for a while.

When Leshrel seemed to be about to fall, he ordered: "Go, call the chief of the Black Stone Orc, Red Black Hand, over, I have a task for them."

"Yes, my great master..." Leshrell, who breathed a sigh of relief, said respectfully.

After Leshrell left, Nefarian walked to the edge of the Throne Hall that was originally the city of Hodmar, watching the gray-white burning plains and scorching canyons at the foot of Black Rock Mountain.

After enjoying the feeling of seeing all the mountains and the world is in my hands for a long time, Nefarian showed a deceitful smile and said:

"Is the engineering bomb? The engineering bomb that can directly kill Vim Salak."

"My cute and stupid sister, it seems that your death is not worthless."

Greenhill, who was practicing (beating) Solar every day, seemed to notice something, and looked up at the Black Rock Mountain in the distance.

But immediately, Greenhill withdrew his gaze because Lord Mishan got up and washed up and walked out.

"Hey? Why didn't you call me up?" Mi Shan took out the pocket watch made by Greenhill and looked at the time, and asked Greenhill with some strangeness.

When in other places, Mishan can still get up until dawn.

Unfortunately, the burning is the volcanic ash that is spreading in the air all year round. The dark environment has affected the Mishan biological clock a little.

"I'm very sorry, sir, I see you sleeping soundly..." Greenhill quickly apologized.

"...Forget it, when I didn't ask." If I were still young, Mishan might be very happy with Greenhill's almost indulgent pampering behavior.

Unfortunately, Mi Shan, who had already passed that age, knew very well that in the dangerous world of Azeroth, there would be something like individual strength.

The easiest and only way to become stronger is to exercise for four hours a day.

This is a very disgusting person, but a very good personality. He told Mi Shan that he claimed to be Lao Wang next door.

...When the strange man was talking to Mi Shan, he carried a basket of vegetables in one hand and lifted a car with the other.

Mishan didn't feel that he would be as strong as Lao Wang one day, but one-quarter of it was good, so Mishan started asking Greenhill to train himself that day and insisted on training for an hour every day.

After looking at the surrounding environment, I felt that the air environment of the Burning Plains was not suitable for some aerobic exercises such as long-distance running. After thinking for a while, I took an uncut training sword from a nearby weapon stand.

Then he walked to Solar and said, "Come on, let's practice."

"Old... Master?" The future Azeroth version of Sun Knight Solar did not react.

"Practice, Greenhill is there anyway, it's okay." Greenhill looked at it. Not to mention that the sword in his hand was not cut, even if it was cut, Mi Shan had nothing to worry about.

"It's good..." Greenhill nodded and said, who immediately understood what Lord Mishan was thinking.

Greenhill has always known that Lord Mishan should have his own strength... This is why she repeatedly tried to leave the seed of holy light in Lord Mishan's body.

Unfortunately, Mishan's body rejected the seed of the Holy Light from Greenhill.

It’s not that Mi Shan’s body is the kind of demonic undead constitution that cannot touch the holy light. The therapeutic effect of the Holy Light Technique has always been very good on Mi Shan.

But every time Green Hill tried, he would lose contact with the Holy Light Seed just after it entered the body of Lord Mishan, as if he would disappear as soon as he entered.

This quick method failed, and Greenhill couldn't bear to watch Lord Mishan conduct cruel warrior training.

So until now, Mi Shan's combat effectiveness has only increased a little bit compared to when she first came through.

Compared with Solar's directly increased from level 1 to level 45, Mishan's combat power is approximately equivalent to increasing from level 1 to level 10... It is still a level that will be bullied by Hogg.

On the one hand, I think that my indulgence towards Lord Mishan is equivalent to guilt for violating Lord Mishan's orders.

On the other hand, I couldn't bear to train Lord Mishan in a real sense.

Greenhill has always been very confused about his own contradictions, especially Greenhill found that this kind of conflict cannot be solved by himself.

How great it would be if there was another character in Master Mishan. If they were to train Master Mishan, they would have made up their minds to train Master Mishan.

Wait, no! I can't give Lord Mishan to them! And if I'm with them, Lord Mishan will be very dangerous!

Greenhill remembered several other people who were also the character of Mishan Master Game...especially the Death Knight and the Demon Hunter who had a bad relationship with him.

Fortunately, the two of them have not appeared yet.

"Hmm? Greenhill, what are you thinking?" asked Mishan, who noticed that his Paladin was a little tragic.

"Ah, sorry, I just remembered something from the past." Greenhill, who came to his senses, said quickly.

"What happened in the past?" Mishan was a little curious about what happened in the past Greenhill was recalling.

"It's all something unworthy, sir." Greenhill said evasively.

Do you know that your reaction made me more curious? Mi Shan looked at Greenhill strangely, and finally decided not to ask questions and said, "Okay, then I won't ask anymore, you can be the referee."

"Yes, sir." Greenhill, who put away the messy thoughts, cleared a clearing area to give the drill between Mishan and Solar.

The guards who had finished their morning exercises also came over.

In less than a while, there were people standing around Mishan and Solar. If Marshal Windsor had not temporarily completed several tasks and sent the people away, it might have caused some unnecessary trouble.

After supporting the soldiers who were idle, Marshal Windsol himself stood aside with a big thorn, holding his wine pot as the audience.

"Let's start." Mishan said to Solar with the uncut training sword.
Chapter completed!