Enraged, Wrathion transformed into his Dragon form once more, raising his wings and Thrall flying.
Anduin severe injuries, indicating that the battle has reached a dead end. If it were Wrathion's usual temperament, he would have already fled.
But the power of the Sha of Pride still affected him. The proud Wrathion was unwilling to give up so easily. He spread his wings to protect Anduin, healing the unconscious Anduin's injuries while fending off the attacks of the demonized Orcs.
Garrosh also went mad, knowing he had to kill Wrathion before Anduin awoke. On his orders, hundreds of demonic Orcs charged toward Wrathion without regard for their own safety.
Wrathion's body was enveloped in Black Flames as he unleashed wave after wave of Wind Blades, combined with black Lightning magic, and one after another, the demonized Orcs fell before him.
However, some demonic Orcs still managed to break through the defenses, their sharp scythes slashing at Wrathion, leaving horrific wounds from which flowed not blood, but an ominous black aura.
In addition to the corrupted Orcs led by Nazgrim and two Dark Shaman also joined the battle. The two Dark Shaman, in particular, successfully disrupted Wrathion's spellcasting.
After a few exchanges, Garrosh figured out what was going on and laughed:
"Wrathion, the Harbinger, your strength is nothing special. You're far inferior to Nefarian, the Black Dragon Prince."
The Black Dragon Clan possesses a complete magical system. Each Black Dragon undergoes a thousand years of study before emerging from the mountains, making them incredibly well-rounded and virtually flawless.
For example, with Onyxia, the Black Dragon Princess, stationed in Stormwind City, the Orcs would absolutely not dare to oppose her; defeating a fully grown Black Dragon would be virtually impossible.
Although Wrathion can cast Shadowflame, his magic is clearly unsystematic, a hodgepodge of techniques with too many flaws.
Pride clouded Wrathion's judgment, and it wasn't until he was injured that Wrathion realized why he didn't fly into the air to take cover. So he grabbed the unconscious Anduin, flapped his wings, and flew into the sky.
Thrall suddenly appeared from nowhere and grabbed Wrathion's hind legs tightly.
"Save me, don't abandon me," Thrall pleaded.
The sudden addition of weight caused Wrathion's ascent speed to slow down slightly.
Whoosh!
A crossbow bolt, over two meters long and studded with sharp barbs, shot out and pierced Wrathion's wing; a long chain was attached to the bolt's hilt.
A battle broke out Vermilion Bird Temple. Orcs soldiers who were outside received the news and came to reinforce the temple, bringing with them several huge ballistae.
Wrathion let out a scream, his eyes turning bloodshot as he struggled desperately.
Whoosh!
Several more crossbow bolts flew out. Despite his best efforts to dodge, two bolts still struck his wings. The large group of Orcs pulled hard on the chains, and Wrathion was finally unable to fly.
Pulled by a horde of Orcs, Wrathion plummeted toward the ground.
Garrosh laughed loudly, mocking, "Wrathion, you are indeed not a true Black Dragon. Today is your end. I will devour you."
Wings are a weakness of Dragonkin, but Black Dragonflight are not fools. For example, Nefarian Onyxia know how to protect their wings from injury.
But Wrathion clearly lacked knowledge in this area.
"Damn it, you'll never defeat me."
Wrathion roared, Black Flames raged, engulfing his entire body. The temperature in the air rose rapidly, and the Orcs closest to Wrathion was burned to a crisp.
The metal crossbow bolt melted and slid off his wing.
Wrathion was free and successfully flew into the air, but his body was scorched black by the Flames, and his wings were tattered and riddled with holes.
Wrathion's breathing was heavy and labored, and only black smoke came out of his mouth.
Even at this moment, Thrall clung tightly to Wrathion's legs, protected by Elemental Power, refusing to give up despite half his body being charred.
Wrathion carefully protected Anduin, Anduin did not disappoint him. He finally awoke, slowly opened his eyes, and a bright ball of Holy Light condensed in his hand.
Holy Light, over ten meters in diameter, slowly descended, like a world-destroying bomb.
Garrosh looked terrified and even forgot to ring the Sacred Bell.
The terrifying Holy Light was extinguished like a spark before it even touched the ground.
Anduin's head lolled to the side, and he lost consciousness again.
Wrathion was stunned. In an instant, regret, annoyance, fear, anger, and loss surged into his heart. He finally realized that his mind had been affected by the power of the Sha.
Disappointed in Anduin, the heavily wounded Wrathion released his grip on the dragon's claws.
Anduin's body fell from the sky, and Wrathion flew away into the distance with Thrall on his back.
Robbie and Vanessa had been observing the battle from nearby.
Wrathion ultimately failed and was unable to destroy Garrosh's Sacred Bell.
With the Sacred Bell, Garrosh could create an endless Orcs, which is not what Robbie wants to see.
Using the Power of the Holy Light scattered around, Robbie secretly cast a spell.
A terrifying power suddenly appeared, its boundless majesty overwhelming all living beings.
A golden figure with golden wings, composed entirely of Holy Light, appeared. It was over ten meters tall, clad in golden armor, and wielded a giant sword that radiated light.
Before even leaving Vermilion Bird Temple, Wrathion sensed this power and hurriedly turned around to check, his expression one of utter astonishment.
"Could these be the Guardian of Ancient Kings?"
The golden man smirked slightly, raised his greatsword, and a terrifying Power of the Holy Light spread out, turning all the demonized Orcs to ashes.
Garrosh was so frightened that he trembled and couldn't even make a sound.
The golden figure strode to the Sacred Bell, shattering it with a single punch. He glanced intently at Garrosh, as if issuing some kind of warning, before vanishing.
"This is definitely not Guardian of Ancient Kings," Wrathion was certain of.
The Guardian of Ancient Kings can only absorb some of the damage from the caster, and its duration is short; it certainly doesn't possess such terrifying power.
Wrathion recalled the Legendary Holy Light skill, Guardian Angel.
This is a power that gives life to Holy Light, involving the secrets of life. From then on, the Holy Light surrounding the caster gained life and became a true Guardian Angel.
Even among the powerful Naaru, this is a forbidden ability.
The thought of Anduin being protected by the living Holy Light is chilling. Has Anduin's understanding of the Holy Light reached such a level?
Wrathion felt he had misunderstood Anduin, but unfortunately Anduin already fallen into the clutches of the Orcs. Wrathion hesitated for a moment, then, considering his severe injuries, gave up and flapped his wings to escape.
Just as the Orcs were filled with terror, a spring suddenly gushed forth from the ground, from which a Jinyu leaped out, carrying the unconscious Anduin back into the spring.
Before the Orcs could react, the Jinyu and the spring water had vanished.
Back on the Timeless Isle, Wrathion tossed the unconscious Thrall aside, intending to end his life himself. However, he decided against it, thinking Thrall might still be of some use.
Madam Goya came out to greet him, her pretty face filled with panic as she looked at Wrathion, who was ashen-faced.
Wrathion said expressionlessly, "Don't panic. Once I've recovered from my injuries, I'll punish this damned Orcs severely."
Before he could finish speaking, Wrathion swayed and collapsed to the ground, unconscious.