Meanwhile, Altruis, who had been watching from the sidelines, surged with foul-smelling demonic energy. He put away his twin blades and instantly transformed into a Demon Hunter's ultimate form.
The commanding aura of a Demon Lord filled the area. Fel power covered his greater demon form, and the fel orbs gathering in his hands shot straight at the approaching Black Dragon servants.
Even the Black Dragons' thick hides could not withstand Altruis's fel attacks. With the enormous disparity in strength and the advantage of the terrain, the greater demon only had to blast fel energy toward the narrow entrance ahead to hold the rear completely. As for Onyxia and the whelps in front, he could leave them entirely to the others.
"Madam, do you have any other tricks?" Patrick still wore a slight smile as he asked amiably, as though he and Onyxia were old friends who had not met in years and he was asking for her opinion.
But to Onyxia, that expression was something she would remember for the rest of her life. At that moment, she also understood that the core of this group of Blue Dragons, Night Elves, and High Elves was this High Elf of unremarkable strength.
"Do you think I have no way to deal with you?" With her first plan thwarted, Onyxia could only keep up her defiant talk. Magma gushed from the cracks in the ground, and scorching heat surrounded everyone.
If Onyxia could beat them, she would not have wasted so many words. She could simply have fought her way out head-on without all that pointless talk. Besides, although the Black Dragon clan were villains who liked schemes and intrigue, villains who died from talking too much did not exist in reality. Neltharion's conduct made that clear. Anyone who stood before