Bonfires crackled in the night, sparks drifting in the wind into the humid coastal air.
Bronze Dragon Chromie, the incarnation of Gnome, stood up in excitement, covered his head, and fell down in pain while rolling around and said, "It's over, these skeletons are going to cause trouble again. Oh, time is on, Dalaran's battle is both demons and mountain climbing. Elune's broken tree can't be saved either."
Onyxia raised her eyebrows. "It's the devil again, it's Elune again, it feels so complicated." She played with a strand of long black hair, "The good days are coming to an end again?"
Deren picked up the wine glass and took a sip. "How about we stand in the middle to prevent their troubles from happening?" He wiped his mouth, "Do you think this is okay?"
Chromie's eyes lit up immediately, and he immediately jumped up and jumped to Deren's side, looking at Deren expectantly. "Tell me, is there any way to fix Dalaran's trouble." As he spoke, he held Deren's arm flatteringly and shook it, rubbing it!
Deren was shaken so much that the wine in his glass almost spilled out. He sighed helplessly and stretched out two fingers, "There are two ways to prevent Undead from summoning the big devil." His voice suddenly lowered, "Otherwise, we won't be able to defeat the big devil."
He didn't even dare to say the devil's name. He was afraid that mentioning that name in the wilderness would attract the attention of some unspeakable being. He was worthy of being called Azeroth, the "King of Gou Kings".
"Which two ways, tell me quickly, tell me quickly!" Chromie chased and asked, stamping his little feet on the ground.
He first raised a finger. "Can you steal the book of Dalaran? Without that book, Undead can't be summoned. Solve the problem fundamentally. Of course, they may also think of other ways, but it will definitely be more difficult than attacking Dalaran to steal the book."
Deren has always been curious about why "Medivh's Book" is needed to summon Archimonde. Is it because the book records the necessary knowledge for summoning demons, or is the book itself a media artifact required for summoning. It stands to reason that how to summon demons, the demon Burning Legion, the controller of Scourge, knows best how to summon himself.
If "Medivh's Book" is a necessary medium for summoning and a kind of artifact. Then isn't it possible that any belt or socks pulled off Medivh's body are all artifacts (Medivh's Belt, Medivh's Socks?).
Chromie's little face wrinkled into a ball, like a frustrated ball. "No, not to mention that Dalaran is heavily guarded and the risk of stealing books is too great." She sighed, "Besides, if I end it personally, maybe There is no way to deceive Dragon Race. Now both Nozdormu and Alexstrasza have issued death orders, and no Dragon Race is allowed to interfere in mortal wars."
Deren stretched out a second finger. "Then only we can find a way to destroy the summoning ceremony."
Chromie became interested, but then showed a worried expression. "Is there any way, Undead will definitely be heavily defended by then, and it will be very difficult for you to break in."
Deren made a silence gesture, then pulled the two female dragons close, and the three of them were close to each other, face to face, and they became one body. Then he said in a low voice, "We will attack from high altitude. At that time, Dalaran's troops will definitely do their best to attack Undead to destroy the summoning ceremony, and Undead's main force will also be attracted to the periphery."
He paused to make sure they understood this. "I asked Oni to bring a big bomb and drop it from a high altitude. If it goes well, it will directly destroy all Undead, demons and the book in Summoning Grounds. Once the bomb enters the soul, it will be done."
"This--" Chromie was stunned, and his mouth was opened wide enough to stuff a dragon egg. Bombing with Dragon, there is really no precedent for Azeroth in history. If the plan is good, he might have prevented the arrival of Archimonde without knowing it.
Onyxia showed a fascinated expression, her golden vertical pupils flashing in the firelight. "This is so interesting. I like this conspiracy style." She licked her lips, as if she had seen the spectacular sight of the explosion.
Deren added, "Chromie, you will be nearby then, just help cover up Timeline so that no one finds out. There is no way to investigate afterwards. We can come back and continue singing and drinking."
Chromie gestured, indicating that there was no problem. Then she thought of a key question, "What about the bomb?"
Deren thought for a while and said, "We need a highly skilled blacksmith to make the bomb casing so that Oni can carry it." He thought again and shook his head in distress, "But it is not easy to find a blacksmith who can make such a precision weapon."
He stood up impatiently and walked around the fire a few times, his boots squeaking on the sand.
Chromie and Onyxia also remained silent. They were good at demolishing buildings and breaking down walls, but swinging a hammer to strike iron was beyond their capabilities.
While he was mumbling, a dazzling Arcane flash appeared in the night sky, and Jaina walked out of Portal.
Seeing the people who had just finished eating, drinking and having fun, he said dissatisfiedly, "I am so busy every day from dawn to dusk. You are lucky enough to hide here to eat and drink. Theramore is one of you too!"
Onyxia half-paralyzed elegantly and responded lazily, "It's your Theramore! My dear."
Chromie also argued. "We are also busy saving the world! We don't need you to guard the mountain."
Jaina narrowed his eyes suspiciously: Why guard the mountain?
Her eyes were locked on Deren again. "What are you busy with?"
Deren did not answer immediately, but looked at Ji'an's staff. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he walked into the room. There was the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets. After a while, he came out holding three slender things that looked like incense.
In the confused eyes of everyone, Deren walked to the bonfire, lit the three "incense", held it respectfully in his hands and raised it to his chest, and began to recite in an ancient and solemn tone:
"Azeroth Give me great supernatural powers, and tomorrow morning the blacksmith will fall into the sand.
A bomb hits the target, and all the demons return Void."
He bowed in the four directions of southeast, northwest, and then placed the smoking incense on the beach.
"What's wrong with Deren? What is he doing?" Onyxia asked Chromie in a low voice, confusion written on his face.
Little Gnome held his chin and thought for a moment, then said uncertainly, "It seems to be some kind of prayer ceremony."
Jaina walked forward, frowning. "Deren, what are you doing?"
Deren smiled mysteriously and said, "I am praying to Azeroth to give me a blacksmith tomorrow."
Jaina was shocked. "Is this okay?"
Chromie pretended to be knowledgeable, pacing back and forth with her hands behind her back and said, "You are rare and strange. This is the authentic Pandaria mysterious ceremony. You can make your own requests to Azeroth." She secretly winked at Deren.
Onyxia raised his forehead and felt that either he was crazy or the world was crazy.
"Why do you want Azeroth to find a blacksmith? Theramore also has one?" Jaina asked strangely.
Deren touched his chin and said lightly, "We are going to build a huge bomb and prepare to blow it up Dalaran."
Jaina was shocked when he heard this. "Deren, are you crazy?"
Deren waved his hand nonchalantly. "Don't worry yet, you will understand when the time comes."
Jaina crossed her arms and was so angry that she couldn't speak. She felt like she was being treated as an outsider, which made her feel very uncomfortable. But getting along with her for a long time made her understand that Deren would not do such a thing for no reason. She decided to stay and see what happened.
"I'll stay here tonight." She announced, walked straight to the hut, found a corner and spread out her sleeping bag. Others also entered the house to rest one after another, leaving only the three incense sticks burning quietly in the night, with green smoke curling up and blending into the starry sky.
In the darkness, she heard Deren and Onyxia talking nonchalantly on the other side, and suppressed laughter and breathing could be heard from time to time. This made her panic.
Jaina didn't sleep well that night. It wasn't until dawn that she fell into a deep sleep.
The first update. I feel like a Buddha. I check the author's background every day to see if there is any information. I feel much calmer now. People decide what to do and what to do depends on God. Whatever the final result of this book is, let it take its course. Thank you to the readers who like this book. I will continue to work hard to promote the development of the story. The story of "King of Gou Kings" Deren will definitely become more and more exciting.