Gain the power of Saitama at the beginning of the game

"Ha ha……"

Looking at the orc in front of him, Neltharion suddenly laughed.

He had lived for so many years, and he knew at a glance that the orc in front of him was a very ambitious person.

It’s a good thing to have ambition and needs!

It seemed that the massacre just now made the Black Dragon King very happy.

So he became interested and needed a guide to go to Draenor. The orc in front of him might be a good candidate!

"Zuluhed, submit to me, submit to the great Deathwing, the black dragon king Neltharion!"

Upon hearing this, Zuluhed's pupils instantly dilated. He originally thought that this black dragon was just a small fry, but he didn't expect it to be the king of black dragons!

This is his chance!

A gleam of light flashed in Zuluhed's eyes, and his heart immediately became excited!

He had heard the name, Nefarian.

He is the most powerful dragon king in this world.

As long as he submits to him and pleases him, the position of chief of the tribe will belong to him in the future!

He, Zuluhed will become a great tribal chief!

Thinking of this, Zuluhed immediately knelt down and prostrated himself on the ground.

Shouting loudly in his mouth,

"The Dragonmaw Clan is willing to submit to Lord Neltharion, the Black Dragon King, and is willing to become the sharpest blade in your hands!"

Nefarian looked at the orc crawling on the ground, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, but he still accepted his surrender!

"Well, now show your loyalty, orc!"

When Zuluhed heard this, he turned around and killed the orcs from other clans in the orc camp without any hesitation.

"Dragonmaw Clan, kill the other clans. We will be loyal to the Black Dragon King, His Majesty Neltharion!"

The orcs of the Dragon Roar Clan were stunned at first, but they quickly reacted.

Most of the Dragonmaw Clan followed Zuluhed and betrayed the tribe!

Nefarian was very satisfied. He liked this kind of internal rebellion the most!

He spread his huge black wings and flapped them vigorously. The entire dragon body flew high into the sky, then stopped in the air, looking down at the battlefield below!

"Hehe, what a wonderful night!"

The clans stationed in this area are mainly the Dragonmaw Clan, and the others are small clans!

Neither their numbers nor their combat power can compare to that of the Dragonmaw Clan.

The orcs from other clans, who had already been frightened, were no match for the Dragonmaw Clan, who were full of energy!

Screams,

Cursing,

Prayer,

The sound is endless, echoing throughout the night sky!

Nefarian felt very happy listening to this wonderful "music"!

He loves this kind of chaos the most!

About an hour later,

Zuluhed dragged his exhausted body covered in blood to the front of the Black Dragon King.

"Your Majesty Neltharion, I have wiped out all the other clans. Please tell me what we should do next?"

"Haha... Very good, Zuluhed, now help me transport these dragon eggs to the world of [Draenor]!"

When Zuluhid heard this, his brows frowned slightly and he felt a little confused, but he didn't dare to ask!

"Yes, I'll do it right away!"

After that, Zuluhed began to call his people, picked up the dragon eggs one by one, and shouted,

"Be careful, if it breaks, I will kill you!"

Nefarian originally wanted to remind them, but he didn't expect that this orc was so meticulous!

A little unexpected!

Neltharion then stopped paying attention to them and silently counted the number of dragon eggs in his mind.

"168!"

After making sure that not one was missing, it spread its wings and flew into the sky, directly diving into the Dark Portal!

Seeing that the Black Dragon King had entered the Dark Portal, Zuluhed instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

The pressure from the Black Dragon King was too great!

"Chief, do we really have to obey this black dragon?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded beside him.

Zuluhed turned his head and exhaled heavily.

"I have no choice, Nekros. I have to do this for the Dragonmaw Clan. This powerful black dragon king is the most powerful dragon king in the world of Azeroth! The Horde is no match for him! And..."

Zuluhed pointed to the dragon egg in his hand.

"Perhaps we will become tribal cavalry with black dragons in the future! The sky will be ruled by our Dragonmaw Clan!"

"Is this... possible? Chief?" Nekros looked down at the dragon egg in his hands...

He felt in his heart that his chief was leading the clan towards the abyss!

But when I thought about riding on the black dragon, the overlord of the sky, and ruling the entire sky, I was looking forward to it very much!

Zuluhed didn't continue speaking, but just patted Nikelus on the shoulder!

The latter took a deep breath and exhaled deeply!

Nekros took a deep look at the destroyed tribal camp.

Murmuring to himself,

"Rest in peace, brothers!"

Then he followed!

In the shadow of a small hill in the distance, a slender figure emerged faintly. She witnessed the entire process of the massacre!

"No. 005, the target of the disaster, the black dragon king Neltharion, has appeared in the cursed land. Do you want to continue tracking him, Lady Maiev?"

"Stop tracking. The troops will enter the cursed land in one day!" Maiev's voice came from the headset. She paused again, her voice very calm.

"Nasa, take care to protect yourself. The Black Dragon King is very cunning and sly. We will meet up in a day!"

"Okay, got it!"

"complete!"

After turning off the headset, Nasa looked at the terrain of the cursed land with great doubts in her heart.

"Land here? But there is no port here?"

But then I thought of something,

"No way, could it be that... Your Majesty directly created a port?"

The next second, Nasa denied her guess.

"It shouldn't be possible. This is too exaggerated!"

Suppressing the wild thoughts in her mind, Nasa then disappeared into the shadows!

……

In the Dark Night Empire Navy Fleet far away in the Endless Sea,

"Oh? Nefarian appeared in the Dark Portal?" Salvador asked a little suspiciously.

"This guy is really capable. It seems that the injury he suffered ten thousand years ago has almost healed.

If you had hidden yourself away, I wouldn't have come after you.

Now that we have appeared in the world of Draenor, we will stay there forever!"

Salvador looked at the rolling waves, his eyes filled with murderous intent!

"Maiev, is there any movement from N'Zoth?"

"Your Majesty. I informed him before I left, but he seems to have changed!"

"Huh? Different? What's different?" Salvador asked puzzledly.

"Except for the fact that his beard is made up of octopus tentacles, he looks no different from us night elves!" Maiev said with a hint of surprise in her tone!

When she received the news, she was also extremely shocked!

"Oh? It seems that the ancient gods also understand fashion trends!"