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Chapter 43 - 43 43 Black Dragon's Frenzied Dance

43: Chapter 43 Black Dragon’s Frenzied Dance 43: Chapter 43 Black Dragon’s Frenzied Dance Mo Fei soared through the sky, overlooking the Black Dragon Legion below where the black dragons were resting and recovering their strength.

Dragonoid mages were opening portals, teleporting swaths of dragonoid soldiers over.

Priests of the Dragon Worship Cult were also lending a hand, summoning a large number of Ghost Dragons.

These magical creations looked like dragon spectres and, although their killing power wasn’t strong, they could incite mass terror—perfect for the chaos of battle.

Also teleported over were all sorts of monster minions: goblins, jackalweres, Bearkin, Boarfolk, Ogres, Tauren, Trolls…

The Dragon Race usually didn’t have strict standards when recruiting underlings, as long as they could fight and weren’t afraid of death.

Most of the time, they just took what was available locally.

In any case, they were all just cannon fodder.

Mo Fei even spotted a group of walrus people, not knowing which Black Dragon Lord dwelling on the northern islands had brought them along.

The Dragon Race has always had a fine tradition of using monster legions as cannon fodder, after all, the noble dragons soared in the skies, seldom lowering their status to engage in ground battles.

These fodder troops would bear the brunt of the ground combat.

The entire enchanted forest had now become a massive monster stronghold.

Morphis (Ancient Black Dragon): “See that, mortals?

That is my Black Dragon Legion, my great monster army!

Tonight, I will lead this army to destroy Dalaran, to shatter your magical sanctuary.”

[Man, you’re full of hot air, Dragon Bro.

Didn’t all your minions get wiped out?]

[Dragon Bro, you’ve got a big face.

I don’t believe that crowd of monsters down there is all listening to you.]

[Dragon Bro, give them a shout and see if they respond.]

[I admit the scene is magnificent, but I bet there are only a few of Dragon Bro’s minions in there.]

Facing the barrage of doubts, Mo Fei didn’t bother explaining.

He had already found the other Black Dragon Lords and directly descended, not landing on the ground but hovering dozens of meters in the air, adopting a condescending posture as he watched the Black Dragon Lords below who were in the midst of a meeting.

The Black Dragon Lords were all incredibly large, with the smallest having a wingspan of fifty to sixty meters.

Over a dozen super-giant black dragons gathered together was an especially imposing sight.

Morphis (Ancient Black Dragon): “Black Dragon Lords, I didn’t expect all of you to have arrived.

Now, heed my command, in the name of Morphis, prepare to begin this glorious battle!”

The assembly of Black Dragon Lords were quite irked by Morphis’s lofty stance, but after all, they were still counting on Morphis to take the lead in battle, so they refrained from outright undermining him.

As a result, they all responded with roars.

[Dragon Bro mighty, Dragon Bro domineering!

Dragon Bro, are you still recruiting minions?

If you are, please count me in.]

[Holy smokes, Dragon Bro is off the charts!

This is the rhythm of becoming the Black Dragon King.]

[Damn, so many big bosses saluting Dragon Bro, look at this grandeur, this ranking, who else is there?]

[Dragon Bro is awesome.

Tell me the truth, Dragon Bro, is the boss of the gaming company your relative?]

[Hurry up and log in, there’s gonna be a big show tonight.]

[Yes, yes, yes, let’s go to Dalaran and wait for Dragon Bro.

We’ve got NPCs as cannon fodder; we might as well go loot some gear.]

[Over a dozen big bosses, that’s gonna drop so much good stuff, just grabbing one item and I’ll strike it rich.]

[Dawn Divine Sword and Midnight Mage’s gear are still on Dragon Bro.

Tonight, let them all be looted from him.]

[Players from the Shanhai Brotherhood, don’t just watch the live stream, get into the game right now, head to Dalaran and stand by!]

Mo Fei didn’t expect his live stream to trigger such an unexpected result, but it didn’t matter.

More debt worries less, more lice itch less.

In any case, Adventurers wouldn’t miss out on such big events.

“Shadow, are you in position?” he sent a private message to Black Shadow.

“Already in position.”

“Then I’ll start.”

Mo Fei let out an ear-splitting roar, loudly rallying the black dragons’ morale in the Dragon Language from the sky.

Morphis (Ancient Black Dragon): “The Black Dragon Legion has been silent for too long.

The world has forgotten the once sky-obscuring black wings, forgotten the days dominated by dragons.

It is time to let those lowly mortals know who truly rules this world.

Rise, soldiers of the Black Dragon Legion, warriors, and heroes!

In the name of Morphis, let the calamity of dragons engulf this world!”

With Morphis’s command, countless black dragons took to the air, their wingspan covering the stars and moonlight, roaring as they flew toward Dalaran.

Mo Fei flew at the very front of the formation.

Looking down from his perspective, he could see the tens of thousands of monster troops rolling toward Dalaran, driven by the Dragonoid Military Governors.

[System Notification: You have approached the ‘Eternal City’ Dalaran and are about to trigger the campaign [Black Dragons Rampage].

Your identity has been determined as ‘Campaign Antagonist/Final Boss’.

Please prepared to make your entrance.]

[System Notification: You have entered the ‘Eternal City’ Dalaran.

As the initiator of this dragon disaster, your identity has been determined as Campaign Antagonist/Final Boss.

You will attract more attention and hostility from the opposing faction in this campaign.

All enemy units will target you as their primary goal.

If you fall in battle, the morale of the Black Dragon Legion will suffer a devastating blow, and the Black Dragon Legion will be deemed ‘defeated’ in this campaign.

You have received a 400% bonus to your Health Points, with your current Health Points limit being 575000.

This effect is valid only during the campaign.]

Meanwhile, in the city of Dalaran — Violet Hold:

At this moment, a secret yet grand personnel visit was underway.

The King of the Kingdom of Kul Tiras, Admiral Dalyn Proudmoore, was taking his youngest daughter Jaina on a tour of Violet Hold, admiring the night view of Dalaran.

“Admiral, please come this way, look here, this is our apprentice classroom.

In the future, Princess Jaina will be able to start her initial magic studies here.

Once she completes her apprentice training, she will be able to become a formal mage.

Of course, we will arrange for the best mages to instruct her.”

As Antonidas spoke, he showed Admiral Dalyn around Dalaran’s teaching model and various academies.

As the magic capital of the entire Eastern Continent, Dalaran boasted the most comprehensive magic teaching system, with no fewer than six magic academies, each focusing on different branches of magic.

As the princess of a nation, Jaina was introduced to the best, the Violet Academy, personally headed by none other than Antonidas himself.

The twelve-year-old Jaina curiously observed the castle, adorned with magical lamplight and imbued with a magical atmosphere.

Magical brooms operated on their own along the tree-lined paths, little elves merrily played in the air in the garden scattering twinkling starlight, magical pets kept by mages occasionally popped out, and Arcane Servitors scurried through the corridors.

All of this was too much for her to take in at once.

“How do you like it, Jaina?

Do you like it?” Dalyn Proudmoore affectionately stroked Jaina’s golden hair.

He was quite reluctant to let his own daughter leave her homeland to study magic in a foreign country, so he took the opportunity to check the quality of teaching and also to spend more time with her.

“I love it!” Jaina’s eyes nearly sparkled with little stars.

Those magical creations deeply fascinated her.

Thinking about studying here in the years to come, she was overjoyed, completely unaware of the melancholy in her father’s eyes.

In the castle’s banquet hall, Admiral Dalyn met several other archmages.

“This is Prince Kael’thas, the head of the Elemental Academy and a member of The Council of Six.”

“Hello, Prince Kael’thas.”

“Hello, Admiral Dalyn.” Kael’thas bowed with a reserved and courteous gesture, impeccable in action, but Admiral Dalyn frowned slightly, sensing an indescribable arrogance in the other’s posture.

In fact, he wasn’t wrong; as an elven prince, Kael’thas indeed held a measure of disdain for humans, even if they were sovereigns of a kingdom.

However, when Kael’thas’s gaze fell upon Jaina, his expression softened immediately.

What a cute little girl, Kael’thas couldn’t help but marvel inwardly.

Her radiant golden hair was truly dazzling, as was her flawless white skin and delicate little face, all of which caused a slight tremor in Kael’thas’s heart.

He turned his head away to hide the unusual feeling in his heart, puzzled by the change in his emotions.

“This is Master Kel’Thuzad, currently the head of the Secret Technique faction.”

Dalyn shook hands with the balding middle-aged mage, whose cold attitude caused a slight frown to form on Dalyn’s face.

“Mage Kel’Thuzad has been working on a concept to increase the number of academy factions, but the members of The Council mostly do not support him.”

“Oh?

Why is that?”

“He wishes to add a Necromancy Academy, specializing in the study and teaching of necromancy.

Although Dalaran advocates for academic freedom, necromancy is ultimately taboo.”

Dalyn nodded in agreement.

He had led his fleet across the seven seas for many years and had encountered ghost ships infected by the power of the undead and undead on islands.

Those skeletons were not amusing at all.

The mere thought of his precious daughter dealing with such things made his skin crawl.

He would definitely remind Jaina later to avoid contact with this Kel’Thuzad.

“This is Master Krasus, also a member of The Council of Six.”

Although Krasus was also an elf, he made a quite favorable impression on Dalyn, coming across as sincerely enthusiastic and warm.

Dalyn’s intuition was accurate; in fact, Krasus’s true identity was that of a Red Dragon, with the elf merely being the humanoid form he chose, hence lacking the usual elven arrogance.

It was unusual for a member of the Dragon Race to hide his identity and study magic in Dalaran.

Taking advantage of the lull before the banquet began, Antonidas asked, “Admiral Dalyn, what do you think?”

Dalyn nodded, “So far I am very satisfied.

I am honored to have my daughter study here.

My only concern is about safety.

It might be a bit impolite to ask, but please forgive a father’s concern, Archmage Antonidas, can you ensure Jaina’s safety in Dalaran?”

“Rest assured, Admiral Dalyn, Dalaran is one of the safest places in the world.

No one dares to cause trouble here.

It has been decades since we’ve had an invasion…”

Boom!

A violent explosion and the shaking of the building interrupted Antonidas’s words.

“What’s happening?”

A mage rushed in from outside.

“Archmage Antonidas, quickly come outside, we are under attack — dragons, lots and lots of black dragons!”