War Between Siblings

Eastern Kingdoms, Burning Steppes, Blackrock Mountain.

Nefarian was about to go mad. He simply could not understand it. His Blackwing Cult had been hidden so well and undiscovered for so long. He had not even seen any outside scouts investigating the area recently, so how had it suddenly been exposed?

Heaven and earth could bear witness: although the Blackwing Cult's entrance platform was semi-open and bore obvious signs of construction, it was still half-surrounded by mountain rock. It was not on any gryphon flight route, and there was nothing in the skies nearby. So how had it suddenly been exposed?!

Fine, exposed was exposed. But why had the Blue Dragon King Malygos come to attack him too? He had no grudge against him. It was his mad old man Deathwing who had devastated the Blue Dragonflight back then.

And there was his dear little sister. Ever since she had led the Black Dragonflight loyal to her back into Wyrmrest Temple, she had become the sworn enemy of Black Dragons from every other faction.

She had forcibly seized a seat in Wyrmrest Temple, forcibly made herself the legitimate Black Dragon lineage, and even turned Deathwing into some illegitimate outsider. Wasn't that absurd?!

And now she had come to attack him too.

At the behest of that Titan old hooligan Sarodar? You know what, that was actually highly possible.

Only that old hooligan Sarodar had enough pull to make the Blue Dragon King come running over to handle something that had absolutely nothing to do with him.

Under the combined assault of these two Dragon factions, the overall situation was extremely grim. The entrance platform and front gate area had already fallen completely, and the enemy was about to break into the core inner-ring zone.

Inside the Blackwing Cult, the Black Dragonflight