Chapter 632: Colleagues meeting thousands of years apart

Chapter 632 Colleagues meeting thousands of years apart

Due to time constraints, Aurelia and the others didn't say much, and there were so many people present, it was not easy to make out with Charlemagne in front of everyone.

It was Tyrande who asked about the pandaren's alliance, and Charlemagne then roughly explained his experience in Pandaria.

"correct."

Charlemagne took off Eragon, who had changed the surface material of his body before, and had been quietly coiled around his neck like a scarf, and handed it to Aurelia under the surprised eyes of a group of people.

Looking at Eragon swimming slightly on his arm, Charlemagne smiled and said, "This is a friend I met in Pandaria. It is the creation of the great guardian Raiden. It is called Eragon."

Eragon returned to his original translucent form, erected his elongated body and bowed his head slightly to salute everyone in the room, "Hi everyone, I am Eragon the Starlight Cloud Serpent, and I will be with Charlie for a long time to come." Man is together, please take care of us."

At this moment, Eragon still used Yulong's gentle voice. Alleria and the others thought it was an old senior with a calm personality, and hurriedly bowed to return the salute.

"Hello Eragon, I hope you can help take care of Charlemagne in the future. After all, most of his actions are very dangerous."

Seeing the curious and respectful eyes of his relatives and friends, Charlemagne couldn't help laughing, "I said... did you make a mistake? Eragon's voice is not his own, but imitated from one of the four gods. the Azure Dragon Yulong."

"The original mechanical sound of this guy is too unpleasant, so I replaced it with this one. Don't take it as a respected old man. It's just a house squatting next to the engine of Nalaksha for tens of thousands of years. Yes. The outside world doesn’t know as much as you do.”

Eragon turned his head and asked suspiciously, "Squatting at home? What is that?"

Alleria smiled softly, and stretched out her hand to help Charlemagne straighten out the somewhat messy armor from rushing over. "Anyway, it's also a titan creation, so it should be able to help you to some extent."

Charlemagne shrugged, stretched out his fingers and tapped the small Eragon's forehead, "Who knows, Raiden gave it to me mainly as a mount for transportation."

"Mount?!"

Onyxia's sharp eyes immediately shot at Eragon, and Mount No. 1 instinctively sensed the threat and competition.

Charlemagne patted Onyxia's forehead angrily, "Why are you so excited, it's not that I don't want you anymore."

Valeira circled Eragon curiously, and said with a surprised face, "I thought it was just a strange piece of equipment you found before, but I didn't expect it to be a living thing, but how can you ride it so small?"

Charlemagne saw the curious eyes of Lor'themar, Vereesa and others, and simply led them outside the tent.

Receiving Charlemagne's signal, Eragon's body swelled in the wind, and soon turned into a giant serpent about the size of Yu'lon.

Valeira's eyes lit up immediately, she pulled Charlemagne's clothes and acted like a baby, and wanted to try to ride Eragon. Charlemagne, who doted on her younger sister, readily agreed, and soon the little girl's voice was heard over the camp. laughter.

Valeira's optimistic attitude finally brought a sense of relaxation to the dignified barracks. Soldiers of all ethnic groups heard the crisp laughter in the sky, and looked at the gorgeous starlight dragon above them and smiled knowingly.

In the afternoon, Kane and Ulan arrived with their respective tauren, followed by the Shado-Pan pandaren led by Zhu Taran.

The last one to arrive was Suramar's army. The overwhelming Naga swam from the north of Silvermoon City. The female commander in the front was the Naga form Vashj whom Charlemagne had met when he went to Outland.

After the Naga arrived, Queen Azshara teleported to the side of the camp with other troops.

So far, except for Theramore, who is scheduled to be absent, and the dragon army that will arrive tomorrow, all the troops of the ancient oath that can be assembled have arrived.

Vashj arranged the Naga troops in the surrounding sea area, and he swam to the side of the queen, gradually transforming into the familiar beautiful appearance of Charlemagne.

Under the leadership of Queen Azshara, Vashj, Varosen, Elisande and others followed her half a step behind, and a group of leaders came to the coalition headquarters to gather again.

Vashj came to Charlemagne with a smile on his face when Queen Azshara stepped forward to reminisce with the other leaders.

"Kiran... should be called Charlemagne now, you really did not take it lightly from me. I didn't know that you were Kieran Farstrider from the War of the Ancients when we met last time in the Dark Temple."

Charlemagne stretched out his hand with a wry smile and shook Vaschi politely, "I'm sorry...but at that time, I really wasn't Kieran, and I didn't know you yet."

"I know, the Queen has already told me about your situation, Bronze Dragon... Those Time Guardians still like to meddle in their own business as always."

Charlemagne shrugged, "Who says no."

Since Charlemagne returned from the War of the Ancients, Chromie seems to have been relieved of her surveillance duties by Nozdormu. Except for occasional occasions where she spontaneously came to chat with Charlemagne, she was away most of the time.

Otherwise... the adult bronze dragon who was transformed into a little **** would not be very happy to hear these words.

Vashki showed a dignified smile different from the beauty and charm of the Naga form, slightly bent over to Charlemagne and said, "Thank you for saving Her Majesty the Queen, if she is allowed to sink into the sea like us... I don't know what will happen Dangerous thing."

Speaking of this, Charlemagne straightened his face, and he solemnly asked Vashj, "Is it really the ancient **** N'Zoth who transformed you into Naga?"

Vashj nodded solemnly, "That's right, N'Zoth, the demon with thousands of beards, his prison just sank into the sea in the big explosion ten thousand years ago, and there was a certain degree of looseness. Received his coaxing at that time."

N'Zoth should be the weakest of all the Old Gods in terms of strength. He neither has the powerful peeping ability like C'Thun, nor has the super-powerful whisper like Yogg-Saron.

But this guy has one of the biggest advantages, he is particularly good at fighting. No matter what kind of advantage he has, En Zuosi still sits firmly on the Diaoyutai, never showing up on his own initiative, only letting his subordinates come out and directly participate, while he himself is Make plans later.

However, in the original history, with the deaths of Deathwing and N'Zoth's two Kthela Christians, and the subsequent defeat of Xavius, there should be few chess pieces under N'Zoth's hands, and there is a high probability It will actually appear in version 8.0.

Charlemagne looked at Vaschi and asked seriously, "Have you seen his body? Where is it?"

Vashj shook his head regretfully, "No, all the Naga have never seen him, we just accepted his power transformation like Deathwing, and became suitable for living in water."

"I can only roughly judge that he should be entrenched in Vashj'ir... that is, near the ruins where Golden Azshaline sank into the sea."