Final Battle

"You actually let the new Arcanist escape?" Deathwing roared after receiving the bad news from Twilight Father. "He'll tell everyone about Chromatus. You should kill him to deal the biggest blow to the Wyrmrest Accord."

Twilight Father knelt before Deathwing's illusion, this time less fearful, and spoke with confidence, "Rest assured, Master, it may be a good thing that those dragons know so much about Chromatus. They will know that the newly resurrected Chromatic Dragon easily defeated the Arcanist. I believe that as long as Kalecgos lives, the information he brings to the other Dragons will only further demoralize them. And if the Guardian Dragons dare to foolishly challenge Chromatus, I can assure you they will never return."

Deathwing gazed at the tiny human and thought to himself that it was indeed so, but based on his understanding of Alexstrasza, the Life-Binder would surely come, and she would bring the entire Dragons to destroy his Chromatus.

"They will definitely come! You'd better pray that everything is as you say and don't disappoint me, or my wrath will burn you to ashes."

Upon hearing this, Twilight Father prostrated himself on the ground without uttering a word. Deathwing's shadow vanished.

They arrived at Dusk.

The sky had darkened, Twilight Father remained fearless despite hearing the flapping of wings from hundreds of giant beasts. He was even somewhat excited, having already declared in his heart that today would be the end for the Guardian Dragons.

Deathwing's worries were clearly unnecessary. With the Twilight Whelp charging forward to test the enemy, Twilight Father only saw the power unleashed by three different colored dragons. The Bronze Dragon didn't come, which was even better.

The Twilight Dragonflight swiftly took to the skies, the sound of their wings beating the air no less than that of their enemies. They were no match for the Guardian Dragons, but their primary target was the pursuing tricolor Dragonflights. As for Alexstrasza and her companions, they were Chromatus's prey.

The Godfather of Twilight couldn't suppress his smile. "Come on! Today will be their destruction."

Chromatus's five heads simultaneously unleashed a deafening war cry, as if to crush the dragons with its voice.

As the Wyrmrest Accord charged toward the Obsidian Dragonshrine, Alexstrasza and two other Guardians were at the forefront. They encountered the first wave of Twilight Dragon's counterattack. These creatures charged straight at their enemies. The three Guardians immediately dealt them a heavy blow. Red Dragon's flames, blue dragons' magic, and green dragons' poisonous mist sent the Twilight Dragon fleeing in disarray, turning their attention to the other, easier-to-deal-with dragons.

The guardians weren't focusing all their attention on the minions either; although they hadn't seen the Chromatic Dragon yet, they had already heard its voice.

"Destruction!" The red dragon head roared deeply, shaking the dragons' bones and even their blood. Alexstrasza shuddered, then clenched her teeth. The power of the Red Dragon was meant to protect life, but this creature was spewing the opposite meaning.

"Malygos nearly destroyed this world, and now I will finish what he did not finish," the blue dragon head said.

Then the yellow and green dragon heads spoke at the same time.

"Where's Nozdormu? Is he too scared to come?"

"The green dragon who loves nightmares has woken up?"

What chilled the three guardians most was the black dragon head. Its jet-black scales and lava-filled throat reminded them of Neltharion, the Earth-Warder before he became Deathwing. "Brothers and sisters, Neltharion greets you."

These words were filled with disdain and contempt, but they had no effect. The Guardians were simply focused on preparing for battle. Alexstrasza, with her exceptional healing and defensive abilities, launched a frontal assault on Chromatus, spewing golden-red flames at the Chromatic Dragon. Kalecgos was focused on dismantling Chromatus's magic, intending to use the same methods the Chromatic Dragon had used against him to counter it, since their last encounter. Ysera could move freely and swiftly through the Emerald Dream's spaces, making it impossible to predict where she would emerge from.

The Guardians' efficient teamwork initially gave them the upper hand. Chromatus could only defend passively, but soon the yellow head of the Chromatic Dragon began to move. A light flashed in the eye on its head, and Chromatus launched a counterattack with speed and power exceeding that of the Guardian Dragons.

Alexstrasza immediately realized it was the power of time, and that this power wasn't affecting the Chromatic Dragon, but rather them. Their speed and mental abilities had slowed down.

The battle that followed turned towards the monster. Both the Queen of Dragons and the Green Dragon Queen realized they faced a serious problem— Chromatus had five heads, while his enemy only had three.

The red and green dragon heads had figured out Alexstrasza and Ysera's strength, and they attacked each other simultaneously with the same power. This wouldn't harm the two guardians, but it would keep them occupied. Meanwhile, the blue and yellow dragon heads began to focus their attacks on Kalecgos. The black dragon head concentrated on defense.

The Queen of Dragons can now sense the difficulty Kalecgos faced alone against Chromatus; she could only passively defend and was unable to inflict any real damage on the Chromatic Dragon.

"Ah!"

The Arcanist groaned in pain. The edge of his wing had been struck by flames of purple magic. Alexstrasza tried to heal him, but the red dragon head kept stopping her. The green dragon head was fixed on Ysera's figure, unable to spare a glance.

"If Kalecgos only faces the blues, he'll be fine," Alexstrasza thought.

After dodging a fire breath attack, the Life-Binder glanced again in Kalecgos's direction. Her heart sank. The Arcanist's wounds were multiplying; Kalecgos had dodged the attacks well, rarely suffering fatal blows, but even one wound would suffice. The yellow sand spewed from the yellow dragon's head slowed time, significantly hindering the healing of Kalecgos's wounds.

Twilight Father, hiding in a cave behind him, laughed loudly, convinced that Deathwing would be delighted to see such a sight.

Fear and despair were reflected in Ysera's gleaming eyes.

"Nozdormu!" Alexstrasza's angry and anxious voice rang out. "Where is Nozdormu?"