Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 57 56. Dragon Slayer (Part 1)

   "Crash"

  The griffin carrying Black flew into the range of the Alterac Mountains in the dark night, and the biting cold wind rushed towards him at once, making the little fish shiver, croaking and hiding in Black's clothes.

   Gryphons are creatures that resemble a mix of a giant eagle and a lion.

  The front half is an eagle with wide and warm feathers, and the back half is a lion with a smooth mane, which is very comfortable to hold.

   This fantastic beast is huge and can carry three people on the same ride.

   and excellent endurance, very fast flying speed, they are extremely brave, and can even compete with dragons when there are air knights on board and the number is superior.

  In the Hinterlands Mountains, where the Wildhammer dwarves settled, there are dragons and griffins.

   They are excellent mounts and comrades, you can have confidence in them at any time, and now, Black, wearing flying goggles, is looking for it in the sky.

   Soon, he saw a red light appearing in the distance, motionless.

   is in a snow-capped forest.

"There!"

  The pirate tapped the griffin's neck lightly, guiding it to glide down there.

   But the griffin seemed to smell the smell of the dragon, it became violent, fell into the forest a few hundred meters away, and was unwilling to move forward.

   But that’s okay.

  Black jumped off the griffin, took out the flame blade Sanksu from the magic bag, put it on his back, wrapped his long hood, and walked quickly towards the jungle that was knocked down in front of him.

   He soon found his purpose.

  In this cold place, in a messy cedar forest, above the heavy snow, a behemoth is waiting to die.

   Under the blow of Deathwing, the bronze young dragon, who was already on the verge of death, was being infected by the strange power contained in the broken stone, and lay there.

   Constantly whimpering in pain.

   The scales on its abdomen are torn, and a lot of dragon blood is spilled, and its mind is full of whispers from the abyss of the void, and its soul is suffering more terrifying damage than its body.

   It has been a little unbearable.

   To make matters worse, the strange power that Deathwing injected into its body cut off its connection with the timeline, and it couldn't even call for reinforcements.

   can only be here alone and sadly waiting to die.

   It saw Blake emerge from the shadows.

   But it didn't have the energy to scold him, or attack him, and the poor young dragon was dying.

Do not.

   What it will suffer is a more terrible ending than death.

   All young dragons have heard that sad story.

   About how the once powerful guardian of the earth, Neltharion, the king of black dragons, went mad under the lure of the void and fell into the abyss of madness and despair.

   It became the terrifying Deathwing.

   And betrayed his compatriots, holding the evil artifact Dragon Soul, in just a short time, tore the dragon's camp, and all the dragon legions were severely damaged.

   Including the black dragon himself.

   In that battle, the Blue Dragon Army was almost wiped out by Deathwing himself.

   Since then, the Black Dragon Legion has been infected with hopeless madness from the source of their bloodline. In the past ten thousand years, the Black Dragon has been hunted and killed by other dragons, and now it is close to the brink of extinction.

   And the fall of the black dragons is the situation that Sefir is facing now.

  Deathwing gave it a "gift".

  The power of the void escaping from the abyss is dragging it into a doomsday.

   "You are a bronze dragon, and the main point of your learning in the Cavern of Time is to make good use of time, foresee the dangers of the present in the future, and then avoid possible death.

  This world is too mysterious. There are always some things that you can't avoid. As I told you last time when we parted, the bronze dragon is very powerful.

   But you are not invincible.

  Dear Sefir.

   You didn't understand me, you didn't learn the lesson. "

   When this tragic fate came, Sefir, who was already dying, heard the time residue in front of him, and called it by its name, and he was instantly shocked.

   awake a little bit in that bad state of being full of whispers in his head.

   The bronze young dragon, who was lying on the ground and couldn't stop wailing, turned its huge snake pupil and dragon's eyes and stared at Black. It asked with difficulty:

   "How did you recognize me? In the past and the future, I should have nothing to do with you!"

"Really?"

  Blake was standing ten meters away from the young dragon, leaning on the blade of flame in both hands, he shrugged, looked at Sefir, who was in a terrible situation, shook his head, and said:

   "It's all like this, Sefir, the first question you asked me was this one? How did the big men of Scales of Quicksand teach you?

All right.

  If you really want to know, then I tell you, maybe because I shouldn't be there.

   Like you said, I'm just a humble time scum.

   Just like your unique taste, as I see the future, look at this flashy moon-white dress, look at this slender body with white hair.

  You are really a beautiful girl.

   is too low-key.

   Perhaps you should learn from your predecessor, my friend Chromie in the future, or use the more familiar name between you, Chromy.

   A female dragon with a male name. "

   Having said this, Blake pouted and said:

   "Of course, Ms. Chromie's low profile is also a kind of show off in a sense. Anyone who has a little understanding of dwarf civilization will know that it is impossible for a priest, a profession that requires faith, to be born in that atheistic race.

   She is probably the only gnome in Azeroth dressed as a priest of the Light.

If you still survive and are lucky enough to see her, tell her for me that I rescued her in a future timeline and rescued her from the desperate situation where she was assassinated by eight different enemies at the same time. Lovely life."

  Black raised the flame blade in his hand, the six super entries of this legendary weapon determined that it could become a dragon slaying blade.

  It can easily cut the dragon scales of young dragons.

   can cut its hard bones and take its life.

   Therefore, the pirates said maliciously:

   "Of course, I doubt you will survive tonight."

"you"

   The shock in Sefir's heart is beyond words,

   But it's so bad right now.

   Under Black's gaze, the young dragon raised its head, and supported by its slender neck, it whimpered in pain, like a dying beast.

   The wound on its abdomen has shown signs of emptiness.

   Strange shadow tentacles are being summoned from the abyss, and they are attached to its wound. It is the purest shadow of the void, and it is infecting Sefir from the soul level.

   Once the soul is completely polluted, its dragon body will soon be infected by the void into an abomination.

   Tentacles of flesh are just the beginning.

   Then there are the eyeballs growing here and there, covered with abscesses and blood, deformed and disgusting.

   "Then kill me!"

   Sefir whimpered in pain. Its slender neck was no longer able to support its big head. Like a collapsed mountain, it slammed into Blake's eyes, and the ground shook with dust flying.

   It obviously knew what was going to happen to it next.

   It said hard and hard:

   "The weapon in your hand can break my dragon scales, slay my fate, kill me! My future and past are collapsing, and I am being driven out of the time network by the void.

   I will be polluted.

  I will be its weapon against my fellow man!

   Don't make me a monster like it!

After    killed me, go to Kalimdor, go to Caverns of Time, go to Dragonblight in Northrend, go to Wyrmrest Temple, and bring the news of Deathwing's appearance to Scales of Quicksand!

  Bring four dragon kings!

  The evil artifact made by Deathwing himself protects it, and the bronze dragon cannot track it in time, and my compatriots do not know that Deathwing has returned to this world.

must

  They must be warned! "

  Black tilted his head.

   He seriously doubted that the young dragon in front of him had been tortured insanely, and would actually beg for his help at this time, but he could see the undisguised plea from the huge snake pupil.

   He also saw how the strange void engulfed the reality.

  Those purple-black shadows shone constantly around Sefir's body, like Void tentacles wrapped in dim starlight, every time he saw them, Blake's heart would have a whisper.

   He had this experience.

   He heard the same sound when he touched the polluted Eye of Palles.

   "The Orc Warlocks are playing with powers they don't even understand. It's sad! Conspirators like Gul'dan have never known that in his shadow, the pervasive void has taken root."

   Black stepped forward.

   The heavy flame blade Sanksu was grabbed by his hands, the black frosted blade rested on Sefir's slender neck, he looked at the young dragon in front of him and closed his eyes.

   seems to prepare for the arrival of death.

   In this case, Black killed it, definitely giving it relief.

   "How desperate do you have to be to ask a 'time residue' to help you?"

  The pirate slashed the legendary blade into Sefir's neck.

   He turned his wrist, and the tough dragon scales seemed like nothing under the blade. Sefir gave up his resistance again. Blake exerted a little force, and a large stream of scorching dragon blood flowed out.

   But the young dragon no longer felt the pain.

   Its soul is being polluted by the void.

   It's numb.

   "Deathwing presumably sees you as a test subject for some forbidden creation. Their family has a tradition of doing 'biological experiments'.

   A black dragon will come to you soon.

  Even if you die, they turn your corpse into a most pathetic creation.

   But I would love to be a dragon slayer.

  Your death will also become my strength. As for your prayer, I have not gone mad, but if it makes you feel relieved, I will tell you.

  Deathwing has no intention of doing anything bad to you dragons right now.

   Lord Davar is having fun 'playing games' in the human kingdom.

   We, ants like us, should not disturb the interest of that dangerous person. "

  The pirates hold the legendary blade, such as climbing the mountain, grabbing the handle, and cutting upwards, more dragon blood is spilled, the dragon scales are broken, and the pale keel is exposed in the blood.

  Sefir let out a numb whimper, feeling that death was coming.

   But it still did not resist.

   It's just that the peculiar creatures such as giant dragons have too strong vitality. Under the current circumstances, it is difficult for Black to kill it quickly.

   He looked at the legendary blade stained with the scorching dragon's blood in his hand, and gestured at the size of Sefir's head.

   Even if the knife was stabbed directly into Sefir's eyes, it would be difficult to reach and destroy his brain.

  The huge bodies of these dragons are, in a sense, the best defense, and human weapons are like toothpicks to them.

"That does not work!"

  The pirate cut a few more dragon scales. He shook his head, took out the legendary blade, kicked Sefir's dragon horn, and said:

   "The descendants of Deathwing are also active in the Alterac Mountains at this point in time. If you drag it further, they will come over. If you want to be free, you have to come by yourself!

   But I can help you in one way, poor man. "

"Um?"

   The young bronze dragon, who was already almost unconscious, opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw that the pirate took out another thing from his luggage.

   A lantern with a pale light.

   "Hell Soul Light"

   The dim light in Sefir's eyes suddenly brightened, but he soon fell into despair.

   It said with difficulty:

   "I refuse! It's easier for me to fall into the void than to fall into the hands of that lunatic Hela. Anyway, it's an eternal torture."

   "What are you thinking of? You're a cute and pitiful little stupid dragon."

  Blake put the soul lamp close to Sefir's wound, and he said faintly:

   "I said, can you refuse?"

   (end of this chapter)