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The black dragon that entered Forbidden Isle at both ends quickly ran into trouble.

When they found themselves surrounded, the black dragons did not choose to resist. On the contrary, these two guys obediently displayed the military salute of a certain country that represented "no threat" in any universe or world.

They looked at the "Dragonkin" who were surrounding them with dragon weapons in front of them with a surprised attitude.

These guys are completely different from Deathwing's other crazy creations.

Dracthyrs have the light of wisdom in their eyes, and they show no signs of void corrosion.

Their well-proportioned bodies, elegant dragon wings and even the armor decorations that symbolize personal preferences all represent that Neltharion has spent a lot of thought on shaping them. The black dragons even feel that these little Dragonkins in front of them possess all the characteristics of Five-Colored Dragons.

They have the Life Force of the red dragon and can control the healing dragon fire. They have the scales and claws of the black dragon and can control the earth and rocks.

Their spellcasting ability is quite outstanding, which seems to be the talent they inherited from Blue Dragon, and they use this talent to manipulate the green dragon's dream restraint and a series of healing spells.

The most exaggerated thing is that these Dracthyrs in front of them can actually control the time reversal and time acceleration of Bronze Dragonss.

This is very scary.

Although the Five-Colored Dragons powers possessed by the Dracthyrs are all "weakened", their abilities and talents are too comprehensive. The former Black Dragon King carefully created such exaggerated talents for them and even gave them balanced coordination so that these powerful abilities would not conflict with each other in the little Dragonkin's body and affect their combat effectiveness.

Frankly speaking, these creations in front of them made both black dragons feel "jealous".

They were not so powerful when they were young dragons, and these Dracthyrs are full of potential. Although it is still unclear how they can reproduce, but even if they hatch eggs like a giant dragon, the "small individuals" of Dracthyr are destined to mature much faster than a giant dragon that can take hundreds of years to mature.

This means that the future of Dracthyr has almost unlimited possibilities.

"We are here on behalf of Black Dragon King Neltharion!"

The black dragon "Heleram", which transformed into a human male, held high the badge of Deathwing. Faced with the surrounding Dracthyr Blackscale Camp Warrior, it said loudly in dragon language:

"Your Creator has sensed the appearance of the outlying island, and it has sent us to take you back! Dracthyrs, your master is waiting for you."

"Yes, Black Dragon King praises you in an exaggerated tone as the most perfect creation and child in its life."

The female black dragon "Nalis" also said in a gentler tone:

"It hopes to see the wanderers return to the Black Dragon family. I know that you have just woken up and are still confused about this strange place outside. You have been sealed for more than 20,000 years, and many things have happened during this period.

We can talk slowly on the way back to the Eastern Continent."

Facing their invitation, the Dracthyrs acted as if they had not heard anything. They were performing their tasks, keeping an unswerving vigilance, and could launch a devastating attack at any time.

This represents the Dracthyr born Warrior principle.

They were shaped like an army, and even though they had not actually participated in any major wars, their war literacy was quite exaggerated.

It is Scalelord's duty to communicate with the unknown!

Until Scalelord gives the order, Dracthyr will not take any further action.

Blackscale Camp's Scalelord Sarkareth looked at the black dragons in front of it with a vigilant gaze. The illusions of these two guys were meaningless in its eyes. It could clearly sense the corrosive aura of the black dragons, which made it very uncomfortable.

So, Sarkareth asked sternly:

"What happened to the Void Power on you?"

The two black dragons looked at each other, and Nalis, who was more eloquent, was going to cheat. He first brought these Dracthyr back to Lordaeron, and left the rest to Deathwing.

In fact, it didn't have to be so troublesome.

Back then, after Neltharion created the little Dragonkins, he had a Titan Artifact "Oathbinder" that could completely control them, but that thing was shattered in the battle when Incarnate Dragons raided the outlying island more than 20,000 years ago.

Therefore, there is currently no power in the world that can restrain this group of Dracthyr with full potential, forcing the black dragons to use words to induce weapons.

But just when she was about to explain, a stream of light came from high in the sky, making the black dragon and Dracthyr all look up, and saw a group of huddled "light spiked meteorites" roaring down from the sky.

With a loud bang, the thing hit the desolate platform in the middle of the two groups.

Amid the earth-shaking collapse of the dilapidated building, "Queen Light-Forged Dragon" Onyxia crawled out of the pit using her extremely aggressive wings covered with spikes.

Her Nergigante appearance was so powerful and impactful that Dracthyrs all aimed their weapons at the guy in front of them who looked even more dangerous.

The main reason is that there is no similar dragon form in their few memories. If I have to say it, this thing looks more like some evolution of Proto-Dragon rather than the form that Dragon Aspects would choose.

And Proto-Dragon.::

That is the enemy that was preset in Dracthyr's mind before he was born!

But if Dracthyr were just vigilant, then the two black dragons were almost frightened to death when they saw Onyxia appear.

They even trembled and retreated.

All because Onyxia Since Lightforging, any black dragon that falls into her hands will be forcibly Lightforging Light-Forged Dragon like her.

Even if Onyxia thinks this is a good deed and a the One way to cure the poison of the void, in the eyes of black dragons with normal minds, isn't this just replacing the "curse of the void" with "Holy Light curse"?

It is said that those black dragons who are Lightforging will lose their original minds, and their will and thinking will be reshaped into a blank sheet of paper, so as to better say goodbye to the past.

In the eyes of the black dragons, this is more uncomfortable than killing them.

"Look at the way you two are trembling, you cowardly idiots, you are really embarrassing to Black Dragonflight, you must be ashamed!

Get out of here and stay!

If you dare to run, watch as I break your legs!"

Onyxia flapped his wings to restore himself to the human illusion, moved his arms and roared arrogantly at the black dragon,

I don't take these two black dragons seriously at all.

Her eyes have been fixed on these Dracthyr.

Because Deathwing has never disclosed the existence of Dracthyr, this is also the first time Onyxia has seen these Dragonkin. They have no void corrosion, which makes Black Dragon Princess very happy.

With a hint of nostalgia in her tone, she said to Sarkareth:

"You are my father's creation, and you are also an extension of Black Dragonflight. Alas, after my father's fall, there are no pure black dragons in the world. I have always wanted to rebuild Black Dragonflight but can't find any way to do it. But your appearance is an exception. No, this is a grace bestowed by fate.

Perhaps, you can inherit Black Dragonflight's responsibilities and obligations to this world.

Call out your compatriots!

I will take you to meet Supreme Star Soul frequently, she will be very happy."

"We refuse!"

Sarkareth waved his claws and scolded:

"That is not our mission! It is our duty to fight Incarnate Dragons, defeat and suppress them. Assisting Guardian Dragonflight to win is the One meaning of Dracthyr's existence.

We have never heard of Supreme Star Soul, and we have no plans to go and meet her.

But you...

You call Neltharion "father"?

Are you its daughter?

Why are you in this posture? What did that light do to you?"

"Holy Light twisted her!"

Black Dragon Nalis screamed:

"Holy Light brainwashed her into a fanatical cultist. Look how she treats us. She wants to capture all the black dragons Lightforging and turn them into monsters like her!

Ask her!

Dracthyr's Scalelord, ask her what she plans to do to your father!"

Sarkareth's eyes changed a bit. It looked at Onyxia with questioning eyes. Black Dragon Princess looked at Piya.

She said:

"Deathwing must fall, only in this way can other black dragons be free, but Holy Light has other plans for the fate of Neltharion. Perhaps in the future, it will also cleanse the erosion of the void in Holy Light like us.

It will be reborn in the light just like me.

Dracthyr, you don't know how Black Dragonflight fell, so don't listen to the black dragon's words... Didn't you say that your mission is to serve Guardian Dragonflight?

Just right!

Blue Dragons are coming.

You don't have to believe me, but you will believe Blue Dragon, right?

I heard that Malygos will also come over.

Have you heard of its name?"

"Of course, the Weaver! We've heard that it was the one that unleashed the magic that kept us asleep until now."

Sarkareth nodded, then waved its paws and shouted to Blackscale Camp Warrior:

"Catch the two fallen black dragons! Wait until Blue Dragonflight comes over, and then make a judgment on them."

"Blank!"

The two black dragons were anxious at that time.

If it falls into the hands of Onyxia, it can still be survived by Lightforging, but if it falls into the hands of Blue Dragon, who has a deep hatred and deep hatred, if both of them fall into a dead body, the Weaver is in a good mood today.

Seeing the Dracthyr people surrounding them, the black dragon immediately tore off his illusion and spat Shadowflame forward to prepare to escape.

Blackscale Camp's Warriors crossed the dragon wings when faced with the dragon fire attack, allowing the hot dragon fire to hit their bodies. Their black Dragon Scale pieces gave them terrifying damage reduction capabilities. Although Shadowflame ignored the defense and took effect, as the Dracthyr caster called for the blessing of the dream, the black dragon's attack was in vain.

Two black dragons rushed high into the sky, and before they could fly into the sky, a group of Dracthyr Warrior hidden in the clouds roared towards them.

They skillfully mastered the "Dragon Control Technique", increasing their speed to several times the speed of sound in a very short period of time, and then launched a wave of precise and savage blows to the wings of the black dragons.

These Dracthyr know the dragon's weaknesses very clearly and are simply born "Dragon Hunter".

Considering that Neltharion made them to fight against Incarnate Dragons, "Dragon Hunter" can be regarded as a racial label of Dracthyr. If converted into a more understandable word, these little Dragonkins have the entry of "special attack against dragons".

The two black dragons seemed to have been hit by meteorites, causing them to scream and be smashed into the ground of the outlying island from high altitude.

The casting of Sarkareth has been completed. In the roar of Scalelord, the rocks on which the black dragon fell collapsed and turned into a fist of rocks.

Several consecutive strikes changed the terrain and temporarily blocked the black dragon on the ground.

Blackscale Camp's little Dragonkins flapped their dragon wings and rushed into the high altitude, using "air attack tactics" to fly past. The three of them released "deep breaths" in waves, letting the blazing dragon fire ignite the ground and making the two black dragons roar wildly.

This terrifying fighting power and innate unity in hunting made Onyxia's eyes widen.

Father!

What kind of monsters did you create 20,000 years ago?

How strong were Incarnate Dragons and Blight Boar back then, forcing you to form such an army to deal with them?

"I'm here to help, too."

Onyxia moved his arms to join the battle, but was stopped by Sarkareth waving the dragon staff in his hand. Scalelord, who had the color of Bronze Dragons, shouted in a low voice:

"Your suspicion has not been ruled out! Stay here honestly. The outlying island is the hometown of Dracthyr, and we are capable of dealing with any trouble... if you also plan to become our "trouble"."

"Shout."

This threat made Black Dragon Princess snort in displeasure, but she was now "Partner of Justice" so she didn't take any strong action.

In addition, Onyxia knows that Vigilant and Aegwynn are moving around on the island. I don't know what they want to do, but maybe my cooperation can delay the time?

She took out a communication crystal modified by Arcanite Crystal, activated it and asked:

"Tarecgosa, Blue Dragon how long will it take?"

"They have already set off. It will take some time because they are coming from Nexus. The Weaver personally leads the team. It said that there should be a Blue Dragon guard on the island led by "Rabisageth", guarding the "seal" here."

Tarecgosa replied:

"I, Eldragosa and Little Star are coming over first to talk to the Blue Dragon guards. They are at Froststone Vault. Dracthyr it is best not to hurt it, otherwise the follow-up treatment will be very troublesome."

"Is there Blue Dragon on the island?"

Onyxia looked at Sarkareth, who nodded and pointed to the other side of the mountains.

It says:

"That old Blue Dragon is very unfriendly. It is guarding Froststone Vault, but we must go in! The seal there cannot be destroyed, and a weak Blue Dragon obviously cannot defend it."

"Seal?"

Black Dragon Princess was stunned for a moment and asked:

"What seal?"

"Suppression"Storm-Eater"Raszageth's seal is right in front."

In the shadow of Froststone Vault, Diakum and Aegwynn, who were driving Kahe Wanderer, kept jumping over one shadow after another. They did not alert the Darktalon Camp Dracthyr who were besieging the old Blue Dragon Rabisageth, and quietly approached the sealing place.

Aegwynn sat behind this strange fish that could block all auras. She observed those Dracthyr and whispered:

"These Dracthyrs are really fierce. They defeated the Blue Dragon guards led by an adult Blue Dragon. It is unimaginable that they have only woken up from the seal of more than 20,000 years in less than a week.

It seems that Neltharion, who hasn't gone crazy yet, knows how to create "perfect creatures", but after becoming Deathwing, each of its creations becomes crazier than the last.

I heard Khadgar say that he felt a "burning mind" power in the Lordaron Kingdom, and when tracking, he only saw some strange dragon shadows walking through the cracks in the void.

He thought it was some kind of creature more terrifying than the black dragon."

"Twilight Dragon."

Diakum whispered:

"That is the "Road to Ascension" created by Deathwing using the essence of the black dragon and the power of the void. It is a "mythical creature" that exists in Void Domain. Just by listening to the name, you can tell that they control the dangerous and mysterious Twilight Energy and are a symbol of chaos and destruction.

The energy of Titan poured into Proto-Dragon's body to form Dragon Aspects, and the power of the void can also transform them into equally powerful forms. I can only say that the characteristics of Proto-Dragon are also quite strange.

Like elves, they will be given birth to different evolutionary forms by external Energy Infusion.::

Wait!

There is movement ahead... it is the vibration of the void...:

Not good!

The two black dragons outside are "bait".

Deathwing also sent other things!"

Diakum grabbed the reins of Kahe Wanderer and let the strange fish flap its tentacle-turned-fish tail in place, performing a long-distance shadow jump.

By the time it jumped out of the shadows, Diakum and Aegwynn had already entered the depths of Froststone Vault's seal.

In front of them was a huge crack in the void, with a huge figure roaring and looming in it. Thunder and storm echoed in the crack, symbolizing the dissatisfaction and anger of a powerful life that had been sealed for more than 20,000 years.

Storm-Eater is awakened and she is breaking through the seal.

But that's not the point.

The key point is that below the void rift, a mysterious female spellcaster wearing a black hood is holding up a staff decorated with void essence. The head of the staff, with a large and small half moon arc intertwined, looks like the tip of an insect.

A gentle force of void is advancing from the staff, opening a path for the crack in front of you.

"You are late. I have been waiting here for three days. I thought you would miss your "date" with me."

When Diakum jumped off the saddle of Kahe Wanderer, the mysterious sorceress who was opening the seal of Storm-Eater laughed. There was no hatred or other emotions in her words, she just said as a greeting between friends:

"This is Holy Land, Dick, my compatriots, do you know the origin of this void rift in front of you?"

"Of course."

Diakum called out Ashbringer, letting Golden Little Angels surround himself and Aegwynn, and he said loudly:

"This is the place where Neltharion took the initiative to summon Void Power for the first time. This is where Black Dragon King's first step into the desperate situation of becoming Deathwing is recorded. It encountered a surprise attack from Raszageth here. In order to fight against Storm-Eater, Neltharion responded to the call of the void.

This rift was the first time it harnessed the power of the void to create a cage, just to imprison an arrogant and powerful opponent.

Am I right?

Xal'atath!"

"Of course, you are always so wise, which makes me feel intoxicated and obsessed. Unfortunately, the light on you is too bright,

My dear, that light prevents me from getting close to you, and I can only look at you silently in the darkness."

Xal'atath waved the "Void Song" cane in her hand with a sad tone. When the last ray of pure void was absorbed by her, the guy finally turned around and looked at Diakum.

Under the black hood covered with Fallen Star dim light, what appeared was a face of Ren'dorei, carved using High Elf's face as a template.

But this is just an illusion!

Diakum can see the true face of Xal'atath through this beautiful body, one head...Entropius?

"Why don't you meet me as a compatriot Voidform, my colleague."

Xal'atath stretched out her finger and slid it slightly in the air to gather dim runes, she said:

"Is it because you "Void Herald" hide some secrets that you can't tell anyone? Dick, I have no intention of fighting you here.

Let me confess, I am no match for you.

But you should be careful!

You and I both know very well that you are doing a very dangerous thing, and as long as I catch the slightest "handle"::. You and your followers will be finished!"

She levitated.

Those delicate bare feet were surrounded by dim light, as if they were stepping up on black stairs. In the ethereal echo of Song of the Void Staff, she warned:

"The Void may not need your loyalty, but you should be loyal!"

"I am loyal to the void, and my Consecration is echoing in every tide of Sea of Darkness."

Diakum replied:

"I obey my Void Essence. It's not like some wild dogs running around outside but don't even know who their master is. Let me give you a message, Xal'atath.

It is best for you to be loyal to the void itself, rather than to some great king who uses the name of the void to show off his power.

You...

An'she's evil son!"

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"

Xal'atath understood Dick's warning, and she said coldly:

"Who is secretly harming the interests of the void? Well, let's wait and see. One pioneer is enough in this world. You are such an eyesore, Diakum, but it doesn't matter.

Raszageth "little sister" will eventually vent my anger for me.

Today, I just want to say hello to your "comatriot". We have a long time to come from now on."

"Heh"

While Xal'atath Dispersion was in the shadow of the void, a huge wing wrapped around Thunder tore through the collapsed crack in front of him like a sharp blade. In the background of the millions of Thunder sliding down, a giant lightning beast full of anger and rage appeared in front of Diakum.

Storm-Eater·Raszageth.

One of the four Dragon King of Incarnate Dragons, the Primal Destruction who controls Thunder and the storm.

She is free.

"Bugs!"

The giant beast surging with lightning looked down at Diakum and Aegwynn. The giant jaws wrapped with electric surges moved like a hungry guy seeing two pieces of meat.

She said:

"Don't resist, it won't hurt..."

"It doesn't sound good to bully a small one, so I'm only responsible for defense. Mainly because I'm afraid that I won't be able to control my strength and crush this "little guy" to death."

Dick took out the heavy shield made by Heart of Fury from Mannoroth, took a step forward, and said to Aegwynn who moved his shoulders:

"I'll leave the attacking and other matters to you who are weaker."

:.. Are you Holy Light big guys talking so viciously?"

PS:

"Storm-Eater·Raszageth" is as follows: