Stratholme God

   Chapter 351 Lowers the lower limit of my heart

  Ten minutes ago.

   "What is this?" Onyxia pointed to the "rune" that looked exactly like a dragon's butt, and asked the maid who was waiting for her.

  Although she didn't have much freedom, someone still gave her enough treatment as a countess.

"Oh, this is a measure after the implementation of the new quarantine law in Stratholme. Every pig, cattle and sheep must go through quarantine before slaughtering. This seal will be stamped on quarantine safety, which is called "assured meat". After the maid answered, she rambled: "No way, those damned cultists spread the plague and eat poisoned food, people will turn into zombies, it's terrible."

  The female black dragon touched the part where the dragon scales had been stripped on the spot.

   No!

No way!

   Wouldn’t someone eat dragon meat so cruelly?

  The noble Black Dragon Princess remembered the boring topics she heard about the ladies in the noble salon before.

During the Second Dark Portal War, there was a group of vicious Stratholme who sold dragon meat and dragon skins in Lordaeron after they killed more than a thousand flying dragons (including young dragons and young dragons). and keel.

   As soon as she saw those bright red dragon leather bags, she knew it was the real thing. Then she heard those ladies say that dragon meat is like beef tendon. Although it is slightly tougher, it is chewy and delicious...

   Thinking back then, she also laughed at the stupidity of the Red Dragon Army, which was a shame for the human arrows.

did not expect……

   Feng shui turns, and it is her turn to kill the knife.

   Willing to resist, unable to resist.

   The one who killed a thousand knives, McDonald, and she who wanted to cheat on the Alliance, had been cheating for more than two years. Sealed by the 'curse' of the four dragon kings, she almost lost all her power.

   "Damn, I shouldn't have saved the idiot of Arthas. I should have run away! After going out, find a place to hide, and pray not to be found by Deathwing..." The Black Dragon Princess left tears of remorse.

   Now, she can't run away if she wants to.

   "Tap Tap."

   These are the footsteps of the **** of death.

  Dragon can be slow or sensitive, sensing hundreds of sounds simultaneously if necessary.

   She knew right away that Damn McDonald was coming.

   Sure enough, the door was opened recklessly.

   The maid in the room bowed and stepped back. Stratholme's knights swarmed in, guarding the gates and windows.

   McDonald, under the **** of two beautiful elves, sat carelessly on the opposite corner of the dining table in front of Onyxia.

   "You... come if you want to kill me!" Onyxia turned her head away, revealing her snow-white neck, as if she was ready to be heroic.

   A burst of arrogance and righteousness rushed towards the face, no wonder!

   She closed her eyes, but the trembling eyelashes and the hands that clenched her skirt slightly betrayed her inner tension.

   "Kill you? When did I say I wanted to kill you?" McDonald sneered.

   "Then what do you mean?" She opened her eyes and pushed the plate of pork with a qualified brand with one hand.

   "It doesn't make any sense. All the soldiers who need meat in the whole territory are eating assured meat with the same beauty." Mai Rogue spreads his hands.

"Ha ha!"

  The old lady believes in you!

   "This is not a threat. The Alliance urgently needs a strong air force..."

   Black Dragon Princess Lightning interrupted his words, her eyes flashed with terrifying fierce light, and a dragon's might emerged spontaneously: "You can't enslave me! I am the great Black Dragon Princess Onyxia!"

   "Enslavement? No! Just take what you need, I can save you from being slaughtered by your father, and you..."

   "Go away!" She seemed to realize that she was too fierce and mighty. After all, she was just a piece of high-level assured meat, and her momentum suddenly weakened: "Or kill me!"

   "Haha!" This time, it was McDonald's turn to sneer: "You have three days to think about it."

   McDonald's didn't say any harsh words, he turned around and left.

   Back in his study, McDonald told Valeera: "The target can be approached to her."

   "Isn't this too dangerous. If the Cult of the Damned joins forces with Onyxia...I'm afraid things get out of hand."

   McDonald waved his hand: "No, it's your turn to be careful, the Cult of the Damned is the younger brother."

   This is a very subtle ouroboros relationship.

   Don't think that Onyxia can't find a chance to escape. Compared with the likes of McDonald's, what she is really afraid of is her father. Crazy Deathwing, how many black dragons did he kill?

   He was never a black dragon at all.

   He also never gave Sinestra the name of the Dragon Queen, simply because she was the only female black dragon who survived after being overpowered by him, and then gave birth to offspring. By the way, he used Nefarian and Onyxia as tool dragons.

   Failed to overthrow the alliance, and he was tragically plotted. For such a slap in the face of the dragon, when he is healed, 100% will take revenge on all existences, including the entire alliance and Onyxia who missed it.

  Onyxia is not only subject to McDonald's, but also uses McDonald's who "beat her father twice" as a shield.

   How she reacts when both sides put pressure on her is very subtle.

   Almost that night, the maid serving Onyxia changed.

   "Who are you? You can't hide the stench on your body!" She stared at the new maid.

   "Black Dragon Princess Onyxia! Do you crave power? Do you hate your imprisonment? My lord - the great leader of the Scourge - His Majesty the Lich King can help you out!"

"How to help?"

   The woman in front of her, who was obviously not very sane at first glance, began to 'preach' nervously.

"Life is as short as fireworks, only death is eternal! Death will rule the entire world of Azeroth. No living creature can defy the Lich King's orders. Take refuge in him! You can rule the whole province, all death Power is at your disposal, and your dragon breath can destroy a mountain! Your..."

   This guy fainted on the ground before he finished speaking.

   Onyxia, with a frosty face, walked over and squatted down, put a point between the woman's eyebrows, and activated the cruel [Soul Search].

   Soon, Princess Heilong's complexion became even worse, from blue to white.

   "The Shit Lich King! He actually wants my life and makes me a disgusting corpse dragon!?"

  Although the Black Dragon Legion has been separated from the Dragon Sleeping Temple, the Dragon Clan hates the remains of their compatriots or the desecration of their own remains. This is a custom carved into the deepest part of the soul.

   Just imagined how her beautiful dragon scales were broken and maggots crawled over every wound, and Onyxia felt sick.

She slammed open the door of the room, looked at the two knights who pressed their hands on the hilt of the sword, and said coldly: "The **** inside is a cursed believer. You clean up, and I will meet your lord now. "

  Ten minutes later, a huge black dragon fluttered its wings and flew westward under the gaze of more than 100,000 defenders.

  Liadrin looked at McDonald's with admiration: "How did you do it?"

   "No, I just let the Damned Sect bring her psychological lower limit to the lowest level, and then gave her a condition that is acceptable now." Honest and reliable Xiao Langjun McDonald said.

   (end of this chapter)