When Onyxia woke up, he found that he had been transferred to a safe underground cave.
Several Healing Wing Camp's Dracthyr are using the red dragon's burning therapy and the green dragon's dream spell to treat their severely torn wings. However, Nergigante's self-healing power is quite exaggerated. Even without treatment, her life will not be in danger since she can "breathe back blood".
The real trouble is the two unlucky black dragons rescued by Onyxia.
They were full of Storm-Eater's "Storm Scourge" damage. Heleram's entire left wing was torn off, and Nalis was even worse. Half of its body was burned and destroyed by the terrifying Thunder.
Even if Dracthyr's treatment saved a life, these two guys would have to live in the form of "disabled dragons" for the rest of their lives.
Of course, Deathwing, as the most famous "dragon biologist", must have a way to treat this kind of injury. Void Domain Many mysteries can Limb Regeneration even "bring back the dead".
Just need to tolerate some "side effects".
For example, a few more uncontrollable tentacles may grow, or a malicious eyeball may appear in the wound.
Even if the black dragons are all degenerates, they do not want to be treated like this. The reason is very simple. When they can still be human, no one wants to take the initiative to become a monster.
"You saved me?"
Onyxia transformed into a phantom with difficulty, allowing herself to receive treatment from Dracthyr in human form. She took off her black spiked battle helmet, shook her long black hair, and said to the little Dragonkins in front of her:
"It's somewhat moral. I thought you would be too frightened to take action."
"We were created to fight Incarnate Dragons."
Sarkareth Scalelord shook his head and said:
"It turns out that although we have defeated Raszageth, Storm-Eater is still a powerful enemy. We still have a long way to go, but this is a good thing!"
This little Dragonkin with Bronze Dragons scales said loudly to his companions around him:
"Do you still remember how confused everyone was when we woke up from our slumber a few days ago? We thought we had lost the meaning of existence, and we felt that Dracthyr is no longer needed in this world.
But it turns out we were wrong!
Incarnate Dragonss are still there, our ancient enemies are still there, and we still have our own responsibilities to fulfill!
Dracthyr and Warrior, cheer up.
Dragon Aspects will be here soon, we have to return to our own battle order.
Just like our father expected of us, we will become outstanding dragon warriors."
The Dracthyrs around nodded.
They saw with their own eyes how crazy and ferocious Storm-Eater was. The outlying island was almost destroyed, and this was just one of Incarnate Dragons. Facing such an enemy would inevitably make people despair. However, for Warrior, the stronger the opponent, the more they can demonstrate their courage and strength, and their existence value.
This is the most important meaning to Dracthyr.
"Ms. Onyxia, my name is Anbosa, I am Scalelord from Steel Sight Camp."
Anbosa Scalelord with black Dragon Scale stepped forward.
She was obviously wiser and more rational than Sarkareth. She whispered:
"For the benefit of our compatriots, I think it is necessary for us to learn from you everything that has happened in this world in the past 20,000 years before meeting Dragon Aspects. The most important thing is, what happened to Black Dragonflight?
Why were they Void Infestation, and why were you Holy Light Path?"
"We want to know about 'Father'!"
Sarkareth added:
"The two black dragons said that they were sent by their father to take us home. I was expecting it at first, but the more I thought about it, the more something was wrong. There must be something they didn't want us to know.
You saved me and my little half Blackscale Camp. You are Dracthyr's friend. We hope to get some credible news from you."
"Well, this is a long story, but we can tell it slowly on the way back to the surface."
Onyxia stood up.
She kicked the paw of the black dragon Heleram, who had woken up but was still pretending to be unconscious, and cursed:
"Get up! Follow me to see Vigilant! You can try to escape, as long as you can afford the price. In addition, where is my brother? Logically speaking, isn't he usually responsible for such important actions?
When will it be the turn of you two weaklings to become the messengers of Black Dragonflight?"
"Nefarian?"
The black dragon Heleram, whose teeth were in pain and cracked, struggled to transform into a human form while supporting his weak companion Nalis.
He frowned at Onyxia and said:
"Nefarian was transformed into a monster! It was Xal'atath who personally assisted our king to complete this matter. Do you still remember Twilight Dragon's plan?
In the days since you defected to Holy Light, the king has accomplished that great deed.
Twilight Dragon was born.
Your brother Nefarian is the first Twilight Dragon, but it's not even the leader. It's a pity that it has become a real monster."
This news left Onyxia stunned.
Then, she clenched her fists and cursed:
"That old guy is really crazy! It actually...Nefarian is not the child it values the most? Why does it do that?"
"It was instigated by Xal'atath."
Black Dragon Nalis said dumbly:
"Xal'atath improved the birth process of Twilight Dragon to make the monster more stable. She said that Black Dragonflight must completely bid farewell to the past and embrace the void in order to achieve great things. Our king listened to her slander.
Not just Nefarian!
The remaining black dragons are being summoned to go to Lordaeron. Each of us will eventually become Twilight Dragon. I heard that Xal'atath's next target is the dragon mother Sinestra.
But your other "brother" Sabellian refuses such a fate.
I don't know how it resisted the king's call, but it did gather some black dragons who were unwilling to become Twilight Dragon.
No one knows where they are now.
Heleram and I learned about our fate from Sabellian's messenger. The two of us took the initiative to act as messengers to convince Dracthyr. In fact, we were also trying to escape that miserable fate."
Speaking of this, Black Dragon Nalis crossed her arms and said desperately and uneasily:
"Onyxia, don't have any unrealistic expectations for the king's will. It is crazy! It has been crazy for a long time. It just twisted its madness into a gloomy and rational appearance.
We originally planned to go from the outlying island as Qidian to find Sabellian and its rebels, but now it is our fate to fall into your hands.
Even if you are Lightforging, at least you can still retain a trace of your mind."
"Sabellian?"
Onyxia frowned and said:
"Isn't that my father's adjutant? He's actually my brother too. That guy is really good at hiding. That's all. Let's not mention these things for now. When you see Vigilant later, you must tell him everything you know."
She emphasized:
"Lightforging is not as scary as you think. Don't listen to those ridiculous rumors. This process will indeed tear your minds to pieces, but that is to better cleanse you of void corruption.
In fact, the Light-Forged Dragons under my demon all have their own free minds. The Archbishop Saloras who is responsible for reshaping the minds will stitch your wills back together, and Lightforging your Yrel "craftsmanship" is getting better and better.
This will be painful, but it will pass if you endure it.
From now on, there will no longer be echoes of the void that disturb and torment you, so be mentally prepared.
I really want to save you."
The conversation between the three black dragons caused the Dracthyrs next to them to constantly exchange glances.
Sarkareth Scalelord roared in disbelief:
"You said that a father turned his own children into monsters? How is this possible! The father in our memory would not do such a thing!"
"Come on, your memories are all from 20,000 years ago."
Black Dragon Heleram sarcastically said:
"At that time, the black dragon had not fallen, Blue Dragon and the green dragon had not been damaged, Bronze Dragons had not disappeared, Five-Colored Dragons was in love with each other, everything was beautiful and like a fairy tale at that time, but don't be stupid, Dracthyr.
That beautiful era ended long ago, and the world now is much crueler than you imagine.
The dragons loyal to Titan and Star Soul will raise their knives and attack at any time. There are also the Fallen like us who are hiding and playing tricks. You must choose one side to join.
Haha, I don't know if it's good or bad for you to wake up at this time.
I bless you and may you live a long life. Those poor people have never tasted the taste of freedom, so they cannot understand their true situation at all."
"Raszageth, Storm-Eater!"
The Weaver Malygos, under the illusion of an elf, pressed the hilt of the ice sword at his waist and looked at the Incarnate Dragons who had just been captured from the sea by Aegwynn and brought back to Forbidden Isle.
The Weaver's eyes were filled with vigilance and a trace of nostalgia.
Next to him, Senegos dressed as Trolls was twirling his beard and said hello to Raszageth who was roaring:
"Hey, the last time we met was more than 20,000 years ago, right? You almost bit me to death at that time."
"I should have used more force! I should have killed all of you scourges!"
Raszageth is struggling.
Rays of lightning danced around its eyes and mouth, but Elemental Authority of Storm-Eater was "locked" by Wind Rider, reducing the power she relied on for survival to a precarious level.
She tried her best to create a ball of lightning and hit Senegos, but was punched into pieces by Little Star next to "Old Trolls".
Because of the previous impact, his head was still covered with the same bandage as Ah San, but Little Star, who was very proud because of his great achievements, waved his powerless fist at Raszageth as if to demonstrate.
The angry Storm-Eater could only rage with impotence, and his huge hind paws hit the ground randomly, causing the ground to shake and dust to fly.
She couldn't take off the "Curse of Weakness" on her body
Because this was the strange energy released by Vigilant himself. Not only did the power of the shadow turn into chains to lock up her energy, but Holy Light's chains also surrounded her.
The double gamma lock allows Raszageth to feel that he is continuing to weaken.
"Don't leave me to them!"
She shouted to Aegwynn holding Staff of Aluneth:
"I would rather die in your hands than be humiliated by these Titan bitches again. Kill me! Right here,
Execute me and return me to the storm."
"Then you are overthinking, Wind Rider will not let you enter Skywall."
Aegwynn complained:
"Just stay with me and I will take you to see World Mother. She is very satisfied with your "resistance spirit" and will most likely not embarrass you. Don't worry, Dragon Aspects can't take you away."
"What if I want to try it?"
The Weaver's fingers were beating on the hilt of the Binghuo sword. He wearing the Arcane crown looked at Aegwynn and said:
"Incarnate Dragons Although they have taken the wrong path, they are still our compatriots. The dragon has no intention of handing over its compatriots to outsiders.
And Dracthyr here..."
"Try?"
Aegwynn rolled his eyes.
Facing the Weaver's reaction, she waved the golden Dragon Soul into her hand, tossed it up and down, and said to the Weaver with a sneer:
"Okay, I'll die if I try."
"Don't be impulsive! The Weaver, we can't defeat her!"
Eldragosa rushed up and grabbed the Weaver's hand, preventing him from pulling out the magic sword.
Aegwynn must keep Dragon Soul in the first place just to control them.
What's more, there is more than one Aegwynn on the island now. Even if the opponent doesn't use Dragon Soul to harm anyone, Vigilant can defeat every giant dragon present with his bare hands.
They have all participated in the Mount Hyjal war. The scene of Vigilant fighting Polluter has basically been labeled "invincible" among these giant Dragonheart.
Of course, the Weaver is just saying it.
As a rational Dragon Aspects, it has no intention of falling out with Aegwynn here, otherwise it would be impossible to come alone with Senegos.
"Dracthyr is free."
Diakum, who had never spoken, saw Onyxia walking out of the rift and the Dracthyr Scalelord beside her.
He waved his hand and motioned for them to come over.
Then, he said to Malygos:
"Although Dracthyr is the creation of Neltharion, the era of their birth has long passed. During the years when they were sleeping, the wars that required their participation have also ended long ago.
Today, where they choose to join should not be interfered with by outside forces.
I am personally happy to see you and Alexstrasza properly arrange these dangerous "weapons". You should know that Deathwing will not give up on letting his creation return to Black Dragonflight.
Now that we've brought this topic up, I have to ask one more question."
Vigilant stared at Malygos and said:
"Northern Borderlands The black dragon is causing trouble over there, Guardian Dragonflight just ignore it?"
"We've taken care of it, Vigilant."
Malygos sighed and said:
"There are three Blue Dragon and seven red dragons stationed in Light's Hope Chapel. Once Deathwing plans to extend Blackhand there, we will come forward to protect humans. In fact, the dragons have secretly thwarted Lordaeron Dragonborn's several sabotage attempts.
But this matter also involves the internal affairs of human civilization, especially after World Soul selected human Saviors, things became more complicated.
I will promise that when Anduin Lothar fights with Lordaeron Dragonborn, Dragon Aspects will definitely fulfill his duties!
The Weaver hesitated for a moment, then whispered:
"As for whether to respond to World Soul's call... Alexstrasza and I still need some time, please understand.
This is a very serious issue for Dragon Aspectss."
"We didn't rush you either."
Aegwynn's tone softened, she put Dragon Soul away and said:
"World Mother doesn't allow us to use coercion, but she has quite a lot of confidence in you, maybe because Ysera has been saying good things to you.
But you also saw it, the Weaver.
The outlying island has emerged from the fog, and perhaps Dragon Isles will return to the world system soon. By then, no matter whether you and Red Dragon Queen are prepared or not, you will be forced to face this problem head-on.
In addition, haven't you tried calling Bronze Dragons?
It's not a big deal that they've always been outside this timeline."
"We're trying, but we need some "nodes"."
The Weaver narrowed his eyes.
It looked at the Dracthyrs who approached it with awe, and it could see the energy flowing in the bodies of these Dragonkin Warriors shaped by Neltharion.
Five-Colored Dragons was involved in this plan at the beginning. After Neltharion sealed Raszageth who raided the outlying island,
It was the Weaver who came here to finish it off, and at that time left a reliable Rabisageth and a Dragonkin to specially guard the seals of the outlying islands.
It is very clear that Dracthyr has the essence power of Bronze Dragons in his body, which allows little Dragonkin to control the flow of time. Although he cannot operate as freely as Bronze Dragons, Dracthyr can become the time node that Dragon Aspectss need most.
"Children..."
The Weaver stepped forward, spread his hands, and said warmly to the Dracthyrs who were looking at it:
"I know you all have doubts in your hearts, your eyes are full of confusion, you are unhappy about your own experiences, and you are at a loss to face the new world.
It doesn't matter, these are all normal!
You are shaped as Guardian Dragonflight warriors. Although you were not able to fully participate in the war that should have been yours due to some mistakes, Dragon Aspectss are still willing to accept you.
If you are willing to go home, then I will send you to Wyrmrest Temple. Red Dragon Queen has already asked her deacons to set up a welcome banquet for you there.
As long as you are willing, Dragon's Holy Land will become your new home.
Of course.::"
Malygos glanced at Vigilant and emphasized:
"No one can force you to make a decision!
This is also my commitment to Red Dragon Queen. You can freely choose your life, and not just exist as a war weapon for Dragon Aspects.
Your value should not only be interpreted in this way.
As you can see, there are some "disagreements" within Dragon Aspects. We are still walking the path of responsibilities given by Titan, but some of our colleagues have chosen to embrace Star Soul of Azeroth.
But this is not division! Dracthyrs.
These are just different pursuits for the future among the united dragon group. The division of camps cannot change the fact that we come from the same origin. Therefore, on behalf of Dragon Aspectss, I hereby leave the right of choice to you.
I declare to you, Dracthyrs, you are free!"
No one cheered or cheered.
In fact, Dracthyr people will be at a loss now, just like the black dragon Heleram sneered, Dracthyr simply cannot understand the meaning of "freedom". How can we appreciate the beauty of something that has never existed before?
They take time to accept and understand.
And when Aegwynn opened the road to Chamber of Heart and wanted to take Storm-Eater·Raszageth to see World Mother, Ysera wearing silver armor also walked out from the other side of the road.
She heard about Dracthyr and made a special trip to deal with this "issue left over from history" with the Weaver.
"You take her there first."
Diakum said to Aegwynn:
"I'll stay here for a while. I want to see with my own eyes the choices of the Dracthyrs. There may be divisions among them. I have to make sure that this "division" is within a controllable range and does not turn into a bad civil war."
"Do you think Dracthyr will choose to follow you?"
Aegwynn joked:
"You are too confident in your own charm. You are not Azshara. Among the forces present, you have the worst influence on Dracthyr."
"Let's try it."
Diakum shrugged, glanced at the silent and angry Onyxia next to him, and said:
"Maybe a miracle will happen."