If Nekros's dragon knights are defeated, victory will favor Zuluhed.
However, Talanastrasz remained unmoved. He ignored the orders of a mere Orcs and waited for the Red Dragon Queen to speak.
A voice rang in his ear. "Action."
A huge shadow covered the earth, and an indescribable oppressive force pressed down like a mountain.
The Skeletal Dragons emerging from the mountain's belly emitted piercing cries, and some even struggled to maintain their flight, falling from the sky.
The Undead Trolls covering the mountains and plains clutched their heads, trembling on the ground, completely at the mercy of their predators.
Talanastrasz looked down at the two sides fighting like ants, a cruel smile on his lips, his dragon eyes fixed on Zuluhed.
Zuluhed was terrified and fled in panic, but the speed of Worg was no match for that of Dragon.
The shadow of death swept across the ground. Talanastrasz looked at the small figure with amusement, extending his dragon claw, ready to torment him.
Inside the mountain, the rotting Dragon slowly raised its head and looked at the Dragon before it.
"Korialstrasz, you are my favorite partner. Do you still remember the days we watched the sun from the top of the clouds?"
The weakened Dragon's body trembled violently as it recalled those beautiful times, and two lines of clear tears welled up in its eyes.
"Our Red Dragonflight created a glorious civilization and should enjoy all the beauty of this world. Unfortunately, there are always those who want to challenge our authority. I used the Orcs to hold back the Blue Dragonflight for ten thousand years, the Green Dragonflight are trapped by Nightmares and can hardly achieve anything, the Bronze Dragonflight are lost in time, and only the Black Dragon Clan is my eternal heartache."
The rotting Dragon declared with overwhelming power, "Today, I will eliminate the Black Dragonflight once and for all, and destroy Deathwing!"
"Will Deathwing appear?" Korialstrasz asked anxiously.
"He will." The rotting Dragon revealed a cunning look. "Guardian of the earth, the heavy responsibility entrusted to him by the Titans, this is his cage, his path to death. For this purpose, we must also make sacrifices. Korialstrasz, are you ready?"
"Your Majesty, my body and soul belong to you; take them."
The rotting Dragon opened its mouth and drew a red light from Korialstrasz's body—the most precious life force of the Dragonkin.
Korialstrasz lay prostrate on the ground, recalling his moments with the Queen, and slowly closed his eyes.
The companion of ten thousand years is now just an empty shell, having lost all vitality.
The rotting Dragon gained power, spread its wings, and flew out through the passage in the mountain's belly.
A pungent, foul stench permeated the air, spreading and turning any Orcs that came into contact with it along the way into skeletons.
The rotting Dragon appeared, Talanastrasz, who was prepared, immediately flew upwards. In the battle between two adult Dragons, the higher the position, the greater the advantage.
Strangely, the rotting Dragon did not vie for the high ground; instead, it used its claws to claw upwards at Talanastrasz's abdomen.
"Right now."
The Red Dragon Queen's voice appeared in Rhonin's ears.
Rhonin hurriedly clenched the Demon Soul and cast the Holy Word, gambling on the 67% success rate.
Luck seemed to be against Rhonin; the dragon claw came slamming down, but nothing happened.
It's over.
Rhonin's magic power had been completely drained, and he was utterly despondent.
"Don't think about anything, quickly use the Demon Soul meditation to restore your mana," the Red Dragon Queen said anxiously.
The two Dragons clashed in the sky, tearing at each other with their claws. Talanastrasz, being larger, had the upper hand in the fight, tearing off chunks of rotting flesh.
However, he dared not be careless in the slightest, for the Red Dragon Queen's strength lay in the power of the Dragon Aspects bestowed upon her by the Titans.
The battle on the ground shifted, with Nekros becoming increasingly powerful as he slaughtered the Undead Trolls, while the dragon knights in the sky also gained the upper hand.
However, the appearance of the rotting Dragon diminished Talanastrasz might, and Zuluhed led the Undead Trolls and Skeletal Dragons to counterattack, and the situation once again reached a stalemate.
Neither side had the ability to end the battle; it was a matter of which of the two dragons would prevail.
Talanastrasz let out a hearty laugh, having gained an overwhelming advantage. Many parts of the rotting Dragon were now exposed, revealing its bones. He couldn't understand why the Red Dragon Queen wasn't using the power of the Dragon Aspects; was it impossible for her to do so under these circumstances?
It seems he can win without waiting for Rhonin to recover his magic power.
With the help of the Demon Soul, Rhonin's meditation was very effective.
Rhonin possesses the talent to remain calm under pressure, and in crucial moments he can perform exceptionally well, with his mana recovery speed much faster than usual.
Slowly opening his eyes, Rhonin focused his mind, holding his breath and clearing his head to ensure he was in peak condition.
"What are you waiting for? Cast the spell quickly!" the Red Dragon Queen urged.
Rhonin cast the Holy Word once again.
However, Destiny once again thwarted his plans, and Rhonin's stacking of Holy Words failed once more.
"Why is this happening? Am I really that unlucky?" Rhonin was almost in despair and couldn't help but hang his head in dejection.
"You idiot, you incompetent piece of trash. Oh well, there's still a chance. Quickly meditate to restore your magic power."
Rhonin quickly composed himself and entered a meditative state again.
The rotting Dragon suddenly roared, like a thunderclap, smashing countless Undead Trolls to pieces. Skeletons and previously fallen rotting flesh flew into the air, and the billowing aura of death grew stronger and stronger. A terrifying black shadow enveloped the rotting Dragon as it underwent a bizarre fusion and Metamorphosis.
Talanastrasz was startled and was about to seize the opportunity to interrupt the process when he heard the Red Dragon Lady's voice.
"Watch out! Retreat immediately! This is the Key of Rebirth bestowed by Eonar, the Life-Binder. You will die if you get close."
Talanastrasz quickly flew upwards to avoid it.
As the shadowy figure was completely swallowed, a streamlined Dragon appeared in the air, its black Power of Death flowing through the gaps in its red scales.
Although the stench of decay still lingered, her injuries were fully healed, and her dragon body was completely intact, with no more rotting flesh clinging to her bones.
"You forced me to this, Talanastrasz, my ultimate death form, Death Dragon Alexstrasza."
Talanastrasz was uneasy, his gaze darting around, unable to gauge his opponent's strength.
The voice of the Red Dragon Queen in human form rang out once more.
"Don't be intimidated by her. In this form, Alexstrasza's power as Dragon Aspects is Pain Suppression, giving you a significant advantage."
"Are you really sure?" Talanastrasz asked, still uneasy.
"It is absolutely true. I have been entangled with her for countless years. If she were to perish, you would be the king of the Red Dragonflight, and the power to Dragon Aspects would also be yours."
"I have been waiting for this day for a long time." Talanastrasz breathed Dragon's Breath onto his limbs, and a layer of white light emanated from his claws.
Enchantment, Undead Slayer —he had made ample preparations for this final battle.
The two enormous creatures clashed again, rolling and tumbling, fighting with their most primal claws and teeth, countless dragon scales falling to the ground.
Vereesa, who had been watching the game, suddenly noticed a problem.
Rhonin was attached to Talanastrasz's chest, but because the battle was so intense, he was often exposed.
Although Rhonin is protected by dragon scales, he can be taken down with a single claw.
However, the rotting Dragon did not take the opportunity to harm Rhonin; instead, it deliberately avoided him several times.
"This is bad, it's a conspiracy." Vereesa's heart sank.