There is no doubt that as a Dalaran mage, the Necromancer\'s magic has never been what Zhang Cheng is good at. To be exact, he has never even practiced a little before. The only thing he has is a small amount of theoretical knowledge from books.

In particular, transforming a dead egg into a new life form requires not only extremely superb magical attainments, but also huge unknown risks.

However, for him, this is a rare opportunity to accumulate experience. At least in Azeroth and magic earth, the undead magic experiment on such a scale will definitely be wanted and pursued.

With a strong expectation, he began the cold and endless slaughter of prisoners. In just a few days, hundreds of iron people and pirates were sacrificed, and the creepy dry bodies piled up like a mountain.

I don\'t know why, the vitality revealed in Mingming\'s dragon egg is becoming stronger and stronger, but there is no even a little sign of hatching

"Strange, why haven\'t I transformed yet? Have I done anything wrong?" Zhang Cheng muttered to himself with a frown and gently stroked the eggshell surrounded by a large amount of black fog.

Due to a large number of sacrifices, the terrible smell of death in the dragon egg has begun to spill out. If any ordinary person approaches, he may be invaded by energy in an instant, which may lead to serious illness, or death on the spot and be transformed into dead creatures.

Obviously, he can\'t consult the materials now, nor can he ask Dalaran\'s Archmage for advice. The only thing he can do is to wait patiently and pray that he doesn\'t remember every step described in the book wrong.

One day later, the dragon eggs did not hatch

Three days later, the dragon eggs did not hatch

A week later, the dragon eggs still haven\'t hatched

Half a month later, the dragon egg still maintained a state of half life and half death

At this time, the strong smell of death on the surface of the dragon egg began to make Zhang Cheng feel frightened. The original silver gray eggshell had already become pure black under the influence of energy, and the surface was densely covered with magic patterns symbolizing death. It was as if a terrible life was being bred in the black smoke.

When he was a little uncertain whether the situation was a little out of his control, moroya suddenly opened the door and broke in.

This psychologically distorted and sick woman first had a lingering fear, glanced at the mountains of mummies on the ground, and then quickly came closer and said carefully: "Master, the bad news is that there are no living prisoners in our dungeon. In addition, my sister linnis has just arrived at the port, but she didn\'t come back alone, but with the trade Prince trig omolen and a whole fleet."

"Oh? A fleet? What does she want to do?" Zhang Cheng pursed his lips and smiled dangerously.

"I think... She probably came for inheritance." moroya looked up with a cruel smile on her face.

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, trade Prince Treg omolen is an opponent that can not be underestimated. His wealth, fleet, mercenaries and slaves are no worse than any big aristocrat in Westeros.

But in Zhang Cheng\'s eyes, the prince of trade, trig omolen, is just a stronger ant. He can crush it with his fingers.

But he didn\'t understand what gave each other the courage to set foot in the old town to support his concubine.

Could it be that trig omolen didn\'t know that any fleet or army would be as fragile as a piece of paper in front of the dragon?

Or does this guy have any other purpose?

Of course, it doesn\'t rule out that the other party is really stupid. Just like those slave owners in slave Bay, they actually think they can defeat danilis with three dragons on the front battlefield.

If so, Zhang Cheng doesn\'t mind giving a good lesson to the other party, seizing Reese by the way and checking whether there is something he needs in trig o\'moren\'s treasure house.

After thinking this clearly, he temporarily put aside his resentment that the dragon eggs were not hatched, turned and walked towards the exit, intending to see how beautiful linnis could be remembered by Jora Mormon.

Seeing this, moroya hurried to follow, but she didn\'t want to stay in the gloomy and terrible basement for a second.

But less than a minute after their front feet left, the dragon egg that had never moved suddenly made a clicking sound, followed by several cracks on the surface of the shell case, and a wrinkled, silver gray young dragon came out of it.

What is different from ordinary dragons is that its eyes have no pupils or even eyeballs. There are only two cold white lights. What ejects from the blue sky is not Mars, but smoke full of rotten death.

There was no heartbeat, no body temperature, and no wisdom. Driven by instinct, the newborn boy jumped directly at a shriveled body and opened his mouth to suck.

A silvery white translucent soul was sucked out, and the pain on his face became the food for the growth of the young dragon.

Followed by the second, third and fourth

In less than half an hour, it ate hundreds of dead souls in the basement. Its body size expanded rapidly from the size of the original dinner plate to the size of a truck, lying on the ground and slowly falling into a deep sleep.

You don\'t have to ask. It takes some time to digest after just having a full meal.

Kulo kelba, who lives on the top floor of the towering tower, seemed to be aware of the threat. He suddenly opened his eyes, shook his tail restlessly, and kept spraying golden sparks from his nostrils.

But this anxiety comes and goes quickly.

When it found that the threat came from the bottom of the towering tower, it soon quieted down.

Because it knows that it is the place where its master conducts magic experiments. Since the master has not informed it to help, it shows that the situation is not out of control and there is no need to worry too much.

In this way, without everyone\'s awareness, it is likely to be the first undead creature in the song of ice and fire world. It was born at the bottom of the towering tower and even passed the most dangerous birth stage.

No one knows what this means, and no one understands how subversive its birth is and how it will affect the future.

As the originator, Zhang Cheng is completely unaware that his dangerous creation has hatched. He is sitting in the living room looking at linnis Hatal who has come all the way.

It has to be said that although she has serious defects in her character, she is indeed very beautiful. With long blond hair and milk white skin, coupled with the weak temperament of a little woman, it is no wonder that she can conquer Jora Mormon and Treg o\'moren successively.

At present, the woman is wearing the purple silk robe popular in the free city, exposing a large area of attractive skin on her chest and back, and showing the concave convex curves to her heart\'s content.

Her man, the prince of trade, trig omolen, seemed completely indifferent to the appreciation of his woman by other men. He took the lead, stroked his chest with one hand and bowed: "it\'s a great honor to meet you, count Mason. You know, even on the other side of the sea, we can listen to your stories and legends."