Wang Xuan hurriedly activated his long-range vision skill again, closely monitoring the situation on the ground.
Meanwhile, above the Obsidian Sanctuary:
Nefarian (Black Dragon Prince): "Black Dragon Lords, I am the son of Deathwing, the high Black Dragon Lord Nefarian. With my father missing, it is my duty as his son to take up the leadership of the Black Dragon Legion. Do you really wish to challenge my father's authority? Make a wise choice, swear allegiance to me—this is your last chance!
If you refuse, you will soon understand how miserable the end will be for those who dare to oppose the Black Dragon Legion."
Morphis (Ancient Black Dragon): "Shut up, you worthless coward. You have no right to speak such words. The first to flee during the Battle of Dalaran was you. You cowered before those human mages, abandoning your brethren and scurrying away. Is this what you call taking responsibility?
