The Black Dragon Prince Nefarian is worthy of being a great dragon creature. Its careful creation is really not a threat to the dragon.

Although Clomagus is just a "test work" with two heads, which completely does not reflect the terrifying power of the Five-Colored Dragon Beast and the swallowing of the sky and eating the earth behind him, it has been undergoing training in hunting dragons since it was stitched.

Every day, devouring the dragon corpse makes the sewn monster strong, and the dragon's flesh and blood are extremely attractive to it.

Although it has no wings and cannot fly, its advantages of two heads make it not afraid of the black dragon flying at low altitudes, especially the bronze dragon's strange breath of time, which is even more understood by it.

Once the black dragon approaching it is stopped by time, the one who greets the black dragon is the binocular biting and sharp claw tearing of the giant beast.

Often, it takes only one attack to destroy the dragon's wings, and once the black dragon lands, they are greeted with a crazy and completely irresistible devouring and slamming.

The strong dragon scales are meaningless in front of Clomagus's modified sharp teeth and claws, because there is also a blue dragon head, and this guy can even use some superficial dragon magic.

Its most commonly used tactic is the time to create a bronze dragon breath, the blue dragon ice breathing applies freezing and slowing down on the enemy, and finally both heads come out together, biting the tendons connected to the wings and the body...

Black hid in the shadows and admired the crazy Clomagus hunting the black dragon and the dragon man. He had to sigh that this two-headed dragon beast was a hunting machine specifically targeting giant dragons.

It is powerful and powerful, always hungry, cold and ruthless.

Accurate, efficient and fatal.

The best part is that Nefarian ingeniously used the "Colorful Dragon" skin for Clomagus.

This term represents the dragon clan that was born naturally. It is the product of evil biological experiments and is very mysterious. Even today when the Black Dragon Legion was surrounded and intercepted, Nefarian did not release his creation.

But Red's dragon named "Ges" is a colorful dragon that was presented to the chief by Nefarian.

According to Red's own method, Gath's intelligence is very bad and he does not see the intelligence that the dragon should have, but the other side of it is that it is very cruel.

Gais controls four dragon breaths: Venom, Flame, Ice and Shadow, and its skin is tougher than ordinary dragons and has extremely strong magic resistance.

Now, the black dragons who dared not approach it in the sky could only attack it with their vicious shadow flames. But Clomagus, wearing colorful dragon skin, was not afraid of the burning of the shadow flames.

The flames were indeed burning on it, but it would take quite a long time to burn through its skin. As for magic attacks such as fireball, they were so funny that they could not break the defense at all.

It also completely impossible to stop the male-haired Clomagus from causing trouble all over the entire black-winged blood ring.

As for the magic targeting the spirit?

It's even more useless!

This thing is a stitching structure.

There was no complete soul in its body that could be controlled or attacked. In the pirate's shocked viewing, he found that his intention to release Clomagus was simply a stroke of divine origin!

If there is no way to control this ferocious beast, the entire dragon man patrolling the black winged blood ring will be killed, and even the young dragons that the black dragons are stocked here have been bitten to death by it.

How is this going crazy?

This is completely unparalleled.

"You idiots! Get out of the way! Clomagus has no wisdom. Don't hit it, it won't chase you! Look at your embarrassed look, you really embarrass your Excellency Nefarian!"

A sharp and weird roar rang out from the building on the other end of the blood ring, and a strange and strange dragon man yelled.

It looks like a guy with more identity here.

Under its scolding, the dragons scattered and the black dragon in the sky flew away from afar.

Sure enough, after they took the initiative to retreat, Clomagus, who had just become fierce, calmed down without sensing the enemy around him, moved his huge body back to the corpses of the dragon men and the young dragons and began to eat very much.

The madman was holding a controller in his hand, and in the crackling movement of the lift of the Blood Ring Platform, the four black iron combat puppets responsible for defending the secret hall were coming.

They are not living beings, nor do they trigger the fury of Clomagus.

Under the "escort" of four strong and powerful combat puppets, the scarred two-headed beast returned to its beast pit very well.

This made the pirates who watched the fun very dissatisfied.

But instead of attacking Clomagus, he pulled out Salamani and touched the dragon man who was in charge of the overall situation. He knew who this guy was.

Its name is Mallorak, not a real dragon man, but should be classified as a strange creature in the field of "sewing monsters" or "distortions".

According to Black's memory, this guy should be a promising alchemist, but he was kidnapped by Nefarian and "fusion" with the corpse of a dragon man, turning him into his current ghost appearance.

In theory, this guy should also be one of the "works" of the biology master Nefalian.

Although Malorac had only left some sanity and even became clumsy in the game information, just looking at his actions to deal with the "crisis" just now, it proves that Nefarian's servant is still very capable.

This guy can't stay!

Under the owl armor, the pirate floated cold light in his eyes under the Curse Vision blindfold, intending to use the Watcher's standard assassination tactic to kill this hidden danger in its laboratory.

But just as Black rushed into the laboratory of the Crazy Alchemy Room like a shadow, and searched for a good assassination location on the chandelier in this dim place, just as he raised his sword, a sweet voice suddenly popped out of his mind:

"Ah, cute little master, I'm back in this world. When I think of you and I finally breathing the same air, I feel my whole body trembling with happiness.

I felt the wind in the cursed land caressing my face. Are you hugging me?"

vomit.

At this moment, Black only felt this way. Miss Saratas also spoke earthy love words. It was hard to accept.

"You're back? So soon?"

The stinky pirate paused the assassination and squatted again on the chandelier above the laboratory.

He asked in his heart:

"Where are you now?"

"Just just passed the Dark Gate with a few orc kids who were so annoyed that I could see the call of the Nagfal. Have you sent a boat to pick me up?"

Saratas's tone is gentle:

"It's not a shame that he is the little master. He feels so sorry for others. I really want to be drunk for you."

"I'm just alas, forget it, just think whatever you are happy."

Black wanted to explain that he sent the ship just to receive the Atama crystal brought back by Saratas.

But he knew that he would usher in the unreasonable trouble of Saratas, who was becoming more and more ill-inspired, so he simply agreed to her method.

The pirate held the sword again and aimed at the dragon alchemist who was fiddling with disgusting blue and red potions on the chaotic experimental table below. However, the moment he was about to conduct a high-altitude assassination, Saratas asked again:

"Little master, where are you now? I can't wait to meet you. I have a big news to share with you, and you will definitely be interested."

"Um?"

Black's assassination was interrupted again, he:

“What big news?”

"The devil has begun to attack the world of Draenor. You absolutely cannot imagine that the orcs have taken the initiative to join forces with the Draeni!"

Saratas's mysterious:

"Neozu didn't know what medicine he had taken, so he took the young orc Thal to the Draenei gathering place and met Viren at the risk of being dismembered.

I don't know how he could convince Villen, but on the Hellfire Peninsula where the demon landed, the Draenei had already settled in the Orcs' Hellfire Fortress.

This is what I saw with my own eyes, and they seemed to be ready to stop the demons from attacking other areas there.”

“???”

A bunch of question marks popped up in Black's mind. He was silent for a moment and asked again:

"Have Neozu released the Elemental Spirit of the Draenor World?"

"Well? There is still the spirit of element in this world?"

Saratas asked in even more confusion:

"Why didn't I feel it? Little Master, are you sure? As the essence of the void, I am still very sensitive to the perception of elements, and Draenor's elements have completely died.

That world is no longer saved.”

"Then I'll ask you in another way."

Black asked:

"Is the polluted 'Elemental Wrath' in the Drano world, the flame king Senluken, sealed under the felita magma of Shadow Moon Valley, summoned by Ner's zombie?"

"I have no idea."

Saratas answered with confidence:

"In order to fulfill the little master's request, I rushed back to Azeroth all the way, and I didn't go to Shadow Moon Valley to investigate along the way.

But I didn't feel the large-scale elemental vibration, so if there is really a polluted elemental aggregation monster, then it should still be sleeping."

"Yeah, I get it."

Black nodded,:

"Go to the Nagfal, wait for me to meet you, and the matter will be more detailed afterwards, I am busy now. Your good brother's chief alchemist is right in front of me.

I'm thinking about how to end this cursed life. Perhaps the beheading without pain is a gift of liberation."

"."

The stinking pirate's words silenced Saratas for a second, and then she sighed:

"Little Master, Mallorak appears to serve my 'good brother', but in fact it is my eyeliner left in the Black Wings Nest. Haven't you noticed that this crazy alchemist's mental condition is surprisingly good?
To be continued...