Volume 7: Battle for Azeroth Chapter 330: Skyland - Forum Melee
Murphy slowly opened his eyes and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar ceiling in front of him. He was dazed for a moment.
The longer he stayed in the game, the less real the real world became to him, as if the Skyworld was the real world, and the so-called real world was just a strange dimension he had to visit occasionally while traveling and adventuring in the Skyworld.
This feeling lasted until he drank a large bottle of Coke and burped contentedly, and then he regained some sense of reality.
Oh yeah! Cool!
Sure enough, Fatty's Happy Water tastes better. No matter whether it is the dwarf's liquor or the elf's moonshine wine, it can't compare to the refreshing and comfortable feeling of Fatty's Happy Water.
After regaining some energy, Murphy started to prepare for today's dinner. There were still a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator, but Murphy was a little tired of the big fish and meat. As a prince, he ate too much in the game world, so he no longer had any feeling for ordinary food.
On the contrary, I quite miss the taste of instant noodles. Like Coke, this thing is a delicacy that does not exist in the world of the sky.
So I rummaged through the drawers and found a few packs of instant noodles that had not expired, and cooked myself a big pot.
Murphy was a little dazed as he ate instant noodles with a slurping sound and looked at the night view of the city outside the window.
His brain is involuntarily thinking about things in the game.
The war between the Alliance and the Horde is about to officially begin. As a member of the Alliance, we naturally have to demonstrate our strength in this war.
The pursuit of the ancient dragon's power has finally taken the first step, and the future is really exciting.
I don’t know where else to find the ancient dragons. Apart from the five dragon kings, the only ones Murphy knows about are the ones sleeping in the Obsidian Temple, including the old guy Sartharion.
In addition, there should be ancient dragons in charge of the holy places of the other major dragon clans.
However, if you dare to go to a place like that and cause trouble, you will definitely be courting death.
From this perspective, it seems that this original power is not easy to deal with. These ancient dragons like to stay in their own nests and do not move. It is extremely difficult to capture a lone one.
Eranikus is a special case, because he was sent by Ysera to the Temple of Atal'Hakkar to suppress the evil god, so he was left alone.
He thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind and he actually thought of one.
Deathwing's wife Sinestra, anyone who can be the wife of the black dragon king must be an ancient dragon.
Since Deathwing's fall, the lava blood in his body could not be suppressed and it gushed out of his body violently, killing all the female black dragons that mated with him. Only his wife Sinestra managed to endure it, but she was still seriously injured and ran away later.
He should still be alone now, with only a few small fish following him at most. Maybe we can find a way to find and capture him.
Let’s go back and check the Internet to see if anyone knows any news about this black dragon.
In addition, there are those ancient dragons that do not belong to the five major dragon clans. These ancient dragons should all be dragon king-level existences, and are relatively low-key compared to the five dragon kings. The only ones Murphy knows are the Glazed Dragon Clan of Deeprock, the Void Dragon Clan of Draenor, and the Frost Dragon Clan of Northrend.
But whether it is Deepholm, Draenor, or Northrend, they are not easy maps to explore. They are still unopened maps. We are completely in the dark and have no confidence to challenge the Dragon King there.
After thinking it over, Murphy decided to take it one step at a time. Just like this unexpected encounter with Eranikus, he would meet him sooner or later. After dinner, Murphy lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
In the game, he has already taken the first step on the path to becoming an ancient dragon, but in reality, this process obviously needs further completion.
As for how to accomplish it, it’s naturally just dreaming.
Sure enough, not long after he closed his eyes, he began to dream.
"Elannikus - don't sleep anymore!" A deep voice woke him up. Murphy - or rather, Eranikus opened his eyes and saw a huge dragon with a body length of more than 100 meters, staring at him.
The giant dragon in front of him was very strange. It had four wings behind it and its body had a strange texture like rock. There was red lightning flashing in its eyes, and its breathing was like the sound of wind and thunder.
This is an ancient dragon! Murphy realized it immediately.
I am also an ancient dragon! He thought blankly.
This is it! Murphy looked around in shock. What he saw was a huge city, built of huge rocks. Between the cities stood magnificent stone statues hundreds of meters high, and statues of strange dragons in various shapes. Some of the statues were even moving - no, those should be living ancient dragons.
He looked around, seeing the huge buildings rising up all around him, shrouded in clouds, like a miracle.
Eranikus spread his wings and soared into the sky. Murphy's perspective also rose accordingly. He saw countless ancient dragons soaring in the sky. At the same time, Murphy finally saw the true appearance of the city. It was actually a floating city suspended in the clouds in the sky. The ancient and majestic sculptures, the magnificent and sacred palace, the square paved with flat boulders for tens of thousands of meters, the huge dragon stone tower in the center of the square, and the towering dragon language wall around the square... Although it was only a small part, it still shocked him.
He remembered the four words on the ancient dragon rock statue.
The Land of the Sky, the Sorrow of the Ancient Dragons, the End of the Gods, the End of the Dragon Feast...
This must be the Land of the Sky, the City of Ancient Dragons. From the conversations among the ancient dragons around him, Murphy heard a strange yet familiar name.
The holy domain of the Dragon God - Kamyatra.
Since there is the Sky Country, then the remaining three sentences, could it be that -
The sky suddenly darkened.
Eranikus looked up.
The ancient dragons also looked up at the sky.
In the dark clouds, a huge meteorite penetrated the clouds and was falling straight towards the city. The light produced by the meteorite rubbing against the air almost blocked out the light of the sun.
The aura of destroying everything almost made Murphy stop breathing for a moment, and the next second, he suddenly woke up from his dream.
Huh—huh—huh! Murphy gasped for breath.
The huge feeling of oppression has not yet subsided from my heart.
Then he felt a little regretful.
Eranikus' memory was incomplete, as if it was just a slice of an amazing history. Unfortunately, what happened afterwards? What was that huge meteorite? Was the city in the sky destroyed because of it? All the questions could only remain in his mind.
Murphy looked at the window beside him, only to find that it was already dawn.
It’s strange, although the dreams in the past were different, they were generally complete and the content was very rich. But this dream was very short, and I don’t know if it will affect the absorption and mastery of the ancient dragon’s power in reality.
He got out of bed somewhat nervously and looked at himself in the mirror. There seemed to be no changes on his body, but he could feel some subtle differences.
He slowly felt that his skin and body seemed to be covered in an invisible "shell". Time seemed to have turned into "water" that isolated him from the outside of the "shell". He was like diving in a full-body diving suit. Although he was in this world, he seemed to be isolated from it.
He didn't know if this feeling was an illusion, so he walked to the window, opened it, and let the morning sun shine on him. The next second, the sunlight penetrated through him as if shining on an illusion.
Murphy was surprised, and when he looked carefully, he found that his hand had turned into a rock-like texture. Murphy was shocked, and when he looked closely again, his hand was still his hand, without the slightest difference.
He stared at his hands, trying to figure out what he had just seen, but this time there was no change.
But he could feel that the change still existed. He seemed to no longer be affected by the power of time, and was kept in the state of 'present' by some strange force.
This feeling made Murphy very uncomfortable for a while, and he even deeply doubted whether it was his illusion. After repeated confirmation, he was sure that his brain was not broken.
A thought suddenly popped up in his mind. If he was completely immune to the corrosion of the power of time, wouldn't that mean that he could live forever?
Murphy was shocked by his own guess, but then he felt that this should be the case.
But he found that he was not as excited and thrilled as he had imagined, as if all this was supposed to be like this.
This "immortal" ability did not have the amazing performance of the Dragon Feast skill in the past. Even if Murphy was not very clear that all this had happened, to outsiders, he would not have changed at all.
But Murphy himself could feel that he seemed to no longer be like a "human". Although he had gained the power to transform into a dragon in the past, apart from the changes in appearance, he was still essentially a human being, a living being.
But now, the feeling was even stronger than when he turned into a dragon.
It's really hard to say whether this is a good or bad thing.
And this is just the first step on the road to becoming an ancient dragon. Once you become a real ancient dragon, who knows what that experience will be like.
Will they become cold and lose their humanity? Or will they become detached and no longer disturbed by the real world?
Murphy was not quite sure, and felt a little panic in his heart, but more of it was anticipation.
Although he had achieved immortality, he still had to eat breakfast.
Murphy made himself a simple breakfast, and while eating, he turned on his computer and checked the posts on the forum.
The game forum of the Sky World is very lively, and the most discussed topic is the war between the Alliance and the Horde. Unlike in the past when the Alliance was the only dominant force, the Alliance and the Horde are now clearly divided in the forum.
The largest section is the one called [Faction War].
After entering, Murphy clicked on the top post and started reading it. This post was about the prediction and inference of the outcome of the war, and the comments in the post were full of gunpowder.
Egram (Lord of Honor Hold): The first wave of Alliance assembly has been basically completed. We have assembled more than 500,000 troops so far. You bastards of the Horde, only destruction is waiting for you. Now that you have come to your senses, you still have a chance to survive. Hurry and surrender. The orc internment camps are waiting for you. Our Alliance is a civilized army. We will treat prisoners well and provide food and lodging.
A link to a video is also included below.
When he clicked on it, he saw various scenes of the Lordaeron military parade and the gathering of the Alliance army. The lineups of the Alliance armies kept flashing, and Murphy even saw the appearance of several major arms of the Dragon Knights.
Unsurprisingly, rebuttals immediately appeared below.
Gangdamu (Warsong Orc Grunt): The Alliance's clowns are about to perish. The Horde conquers them all! You only have 500,000 troops, but our Horde has a million! Let me show you our Horde's army, and it'll scare you to death.
Adrian (Battle Mage of Dalaran): The Alliance will definitely win. You know, in history, the Alliance has successfully defeated the Horde.
Lord Cinderlord (Blackrock Flamewalker): That's because there was a traitor in the history of the Horde. Gul'dan sold out the Horde at a critical moment. Now with time travelers like us, Warchief Orgrim will definitely defeat you.
Speechless (Alliance Adventurer): You have people, but we in the Alliance have no people? Don't forget that we entered the game more than a year earlier than you, and our influence on the Alliance is definitely greater than your tribe. Our king is played by players, and your tribe is definitely finished.
Yang Dingtian (Alliance adventurer): Why haven't the night elves joined the war yet? Hurry up and join the Alliance to kill the Horde.
You can't escape even if you have wings (Druid of the Talon): Alliance dogs, please stop trying to fool around. We, the Night Elf Alliance, are the third faction that dominates Kalimdor. It would be better if you, the Alliance, join us.
Gang Damu (Warsong Orc Infantry): Haha, are you stupid? The Alliance doesn't have night elves this time, and you can still be so arrogant.
Speechless (Alliance adventurer): Shut up. Your tribe doesn’t have blood elves anymore. You’re a bunch of ugly bastards. This time, the appearance of your tribe is hopeless.
Azog (Warlord of the Shattered Hand): Who cares about blood elves? Our tribe only wants real men. Just wait for the iron-blooded army of my great tribe.
Balin (Dwarf Archaeologist): You tribe are all dogs of the Burning Legion, you are so manly, what a joke.
Blind Chen (Shadowmoon Shaman): Damn, our tribe doesn't listen to the Legion anymore. Gul'dan has been driven away. Now our tribe follows the authentic elemental path of shamanism. We are no longer the villain society in history. Don't you see that we have become the official camp now?
Balin (Dwarf Archaeologist): There are Old Gods behind Ragnaros. Are you sure you are not the villain?
Murphy, please close this post. There is a lot of tension between the Alliance and the Horde in the forum right now. It's just a fight over who's good. You say yours is good, I say mine is bad, and we dig up dirt on each other. It's meaningless.
Is it a war, or a battle to decide the outcome? He clicked on another post, which discussed what the Dark Night Alliance was doing recently.
