"Wifey, dealing with Nefarian and Sabellian isn't difficult. Compared to Deathwing's tyranny, they've actually been living in constant fear. You just need to act the part, paint them a grand picture, show them Artemis's existence, and talk about reviving the Black Dragonflight and restoring the glory of the Black Dragons. They'll be more than willing to submit to you," Arthas said, holding his wife's sweat-drenched body without even pulling out his cock after he had finished.
"What if they don't listen!" Onyxia shifted into a more comfortable position, keeping her feet on the ground and her hips raised to retain as much of the semen he had shot inside her as possible. She longed for a baby; being a mother was such a happy and exciting prospect.
"Then beat them into submission with your fists! How about you let Nalice follow me, and have your mother stay with you? I'm afraid I won't be able to resist having ideas about her. It's better not to test me with beauty; I can't withstand the temptation," Arthas probed.
He needed more consorts. The more consorts he had, the more Life Essence he would get from each mating. Of course, there was also the idea of collecting beautiful women. It was normal for men to want to possess any beautiful woman they saw; it was just a matter of whether they had the power to do so.
Pfft! Onyxia couldn't help but laugh. Her bright eyes and pearly teeth, combined with her charming appearance, caused Arthas's member to stir once again.
"Mmm, alright, I understand. I also want my mother to accompany me to reorganize the Black Dragonflight. Once you learn Teleportation Magic, we can see each other again. Next time you go to the Broken Isles, I'll go with you. My father left quite a few treasures in his hoard; it's time to take them out and use them."
The two shared a tender moment before getting out of bed. Onyxia used magic to seal the entrance to her honeyed cave, clenching tightly to prevent a single drop of semen from leaking out. It was clear she was very eager to get pregnant and wanted to experience the feeling of being bred.
Arthas spent two days studying magic and using the Old God Power to cleanse the corruption from the Dragon Eggs. Although the threat of corruption and depravity was gone from these eggs, they still needed a long time and nurturing to hatch.
"Purify Dragon Egg complete."
"Purify Dragon Egg: The Dragon Eggs of the Blue Dragonflight have been tainted and corrupted by an unknown power. The Spellweavers used magic to suppress the corruption but failed to eradicate it. Find a way to purify the Dragon Eggs. Content: Purify the Dragon Eggs of the Blue Dragonflight 0/5. Reward: Mage Talent Tree."
"Ding, Mage Talent Tree unlocked."
Frost, Fire, Arcane. It was still a choice of three specializations, just like the Warrior Talent Tree and the Paladin Talent Tree.
Each class had three branches. Although some skills could be learned across specializations, they wouldn't have their unique effects.
After a moment of contemplation, Arthas chose the Arcane branch. It was for no other reason than Arcane's wide utility. The Arcane school included the crucial construction of Portals, magical architecture, as well as suppression and silence magic. It also included countermeasures against magic. Fire was for clearing mobs, Frost for crowd control, and Arcane for burst damage.
He had chosen the Protection Talent for his Paladin tree to ensure survival and Fury for his Warrior tree for output. Now, choosing Arcane for his Mage tree was for better support. It was better to specialize in one thing than to be a jack-of-all-trades, master of none.
After two days, Arthas finally learned Teleportation Magic. Just like the point-to-point Teleportation in the game, he needed to gather local information and select a place with concentrated Ley Line Energy to open a Portal.
The templated Portals were not as flexible, but they offered 100% safety and stability. It wouldn't lead to typical teleportation failures, like one's body being teleported while the head remained behind. Nor would it result in the tragedy of teleporting underground, where one's internal organs would be crushed into a pulp by rock.
The Sanctums of the Five Dragonflights were all locations rich in Ley Line Energy, making it easy to establish Portals there. The Black Dragon territory was a given; Arthas could do as he pleased. He visited the Red Dragon Queen and the Green Dragon Queen in turn, obtaining their consent and a map of the Ley Lines for future convenience. The price was contributing some more Life Essence to them. Getting to see the queens' fair, naked bodies was one of the few perks of the job.
Onyxia was still discussing matters with her mother when Arthas rushed in, pulled her away, and eagerly began to fuck her in a corner.
When Onyxia asked for the reason, she received a reply that made her not know whether to laugh or cry. Her husband had been treating the two queens' injuries, which required them to be naked. After seeing their jade-like bodies, he couldn't help but come back to her to vent his fire.
"Hmph, take Nalice with you. I'm really worried you'll fuck her to death," Onyxia grunted after their lovemaking. "My mother and I will go find Nefarian and Sabellian tomorrow. They still have some Dragon Eggs. You have to help purify the corruption."
"Your business is my business, wifey. I have to go back this afternoon. If you need my help with anything, you must tell me. Don't try to bear it all alone. I'm your man, and I have the right to protect you," Arthas said, his tone filled with pride. A Demigod wife needing his protection?
Seeing Arthas's smug look, Onyxia couldn't help but let out a silvery laugh. "Haha, just protecting yourself is helping me."
Taking the new Black Dragon Ambassador, Nalice, with him, Arthas used the Ley Line Energy to teleport to Lordaeron. As a prince, he knew that Lordaeron had a dedicated teleportation point, though it was not public and required a large number of Magic Stones for a single use.
The Magic Circle flickered a few times. Without activating any Magic Stones, he successfully teleported using only the free-roaming Ley Line Energy of Azeroth.
After a brief moment of dizziness, Arthas opened his eyes and adjusted to his surroundings. He was in a secret chamber! A rush of footsteps approached, and the door opened to reveal a white-haired mage. He was surprised to see Arthas but still bowed slightly. "Your Highness, good day. I sensed the Magic Circle being activated, so I came to check."
"You've done well, Mage Becker, thank you. I'm going to see the king. Excuse me." Arthas did not introduce the tall, beautiful human woman behind him. She was the bed-sharing maid his wife had found for him, available for mating at any time. Sinestra had even had a special talk with Nalice. When they met again, Nalice's expression was as indifferent as ever, seemingly unchanged by the arrangement.