Yet this was still not enough. The Arcane Runes on the disc grew brighter and brighter, and the runes erupted in massive explosions one after another. The disc blocked all the shock waves and force directed toward their own side, but Scourge City in the opposite direction was not so lucky. The tremendous force of the explosions blasted apart the magma that had yet to flow toward Scourge City, sending it spraying outward like breaking waves.
Waves of magma were terrifying. Even a tiny splash on the body could cause deep burns. The undead indeed feared no pain, and losing limbs would not completely rob them of their fighting ability, but what happened when their withered, rotting bodies met magma needed no explanation. Many giant beetles and spiders burst into flames. Magma also splashed onto Scourge City's Necropolis, instantly dimming the eerily glowing runes on it. Even the green plague on the ground was thoroughly purified by the magma's intense heat.
Once all the magma had flowed away, what had originally been a small mountain pass had become a veritable Lava River.
"Miss Kyrissa, it's your turn now." Patrick gave a wicked smile without turning his head.
"As you wish."
As the answer rang out, the Blue Dragons-Kyrissa, Valithria, Saragoss, Mati'gosa, and Azuregos-instantly returned to their true forms. After drawing deep breaths, they blasted thick streams of Frost dragon breath forward.
What were they doing? The same thing they had done at Scholomance, of course: cooling the magma.
Once the swirling steam dispersed, the passage before them had become a broad mountain road. This was a miraculous road. From this moment on, the countdown to the Scourge's destruction had begun.
"What are you waiting for?" Patrick and Onyxia strolled back.
"Arthas, your doom is at hand." The first to respond