When Necros happily announced to his tribesmen that he had successfully used the Demon Soul Slave Red Dragon Queen, Alextasa was lying in the cave with a look of pain.

"Oh oh ~ see who this is?"

A joking voice came from the entrance of the cave, and Alextasa's eyes narrowed and she looked up at the door.

"It's you!"

A middle-aged man who transformed into a human suddenly escaped from the shadows and leaned against the mountain wall at the entrance of the cave with his hands in his chest.

There was a conspicuous metal neck ring on his neck, and the conspicuous orange-red magma could be seen flowing on his body under his robe.

"The great queen of the Red Dragon Alextasa, so easily controlled by the lowly and barbaric orcs, are you proud of calmness and self-sustainment?"

The middle-aged man with a bald hair with a V-shaped hair said sarcastically, "You haven't thought about why orcs can find the burial place of the dragon soul? Do you think I can't find a way to use it if the dragon clan sets up a seal to prohibit the dragon clan from using it?"

Alextasa gritted her teeth and stared at the other party with resentment "Nesario!"

"Hmph! I've abandoned that name long ago, now my name is Death Wings!"

Death Wings snorted coldly, "I have lost the Red Dragon Queen who commands the Dragon Mile Temple. I want to see where that madman will lead the dragon clan, as for you..."

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Death Wings waved his hand and walked out, "Enjoy the slavery of the orcs, don't worry, they won't kill you, you will give birth to the orcs the high-quality mounts used to conquer Azeroth."

"I will 'kindly' pass the news of your capture back to the Dragon Mile Temple. I believe that your idiotic spouses will soon fall into the trap and be physically and mentally prepared."

When Deathwings changed back to their original form and were about to flap their wings and take off for Northrend, a ray of light flashed in Alextasa's eyes, bound by chains, and she quietly began to take a deep breath.

Because he used the void power given by Enzos to cover up his whereabouts throughout the whole process, the excited Dragon Throat clan did not notice that there was a huge black dragon behind him.

"Traitor! Where to run!"

A blue dragon with an incomparable size suddenly rushed out of the empty air, his eyes full of angry flames. Before the Death Wings had taken off, the solid hexagonal arcane prison covered the fallen Black Dragon King in.

Death Wings was shocked. He was so proud that he didn't expect to meet the half-crazy Blue Dragon King here, "Marigos?! This is another move!"

After thinking for a moment, the Death Wings felt a little cold in his heart. He knew that he was ambushed.

Before he could turn around in horror, he watched Alextasa's movements, a loud dragon roar came from the cave, and the accumulated flames of life hit his body from behind.

"Ao!"

Although the strength of Alextasa and Marigos was weakened by the Dragon Soul, they still protected the Dragon after all. They were determined to fight against one, and the Deathwing was at a disadvantage when they lost the initiative.

This time, Marigos did not rush into the arcane cage to fight with Death Wings. He was a magic guardian. He fell closely with Death Wings, who controlled the power of the earth, purely brain-pulling behavior. Now, Marigos, whose brain is barely clear, is not stupid.

Countless gorgeous small magic circles appeared inside the cage, and condensed arcane barrage continued to spray out from the magic circle.

The Death Wings were a little confused by the sneak attacks of two dragon kings, let alone the dragon-throated orcs around him, acting as a background board for staring at him throughout the whole process.

After Necros came to his senses, he raised the golden disc in his hand with a gloomy face, "Rareless! A mere dragon clan, kneeling to the glory of the demon soul... eh?"

Under Necros' incredible gaze, the "Devil's Soul" in his hand suddenly began to turn gray and soon turned into a stone chip.

At the same time, Andrea, hiding in the sky, held the genuine dragon soul in his hand and was infusing a lot of energy into this artifact.

A golden dragon's claws stood on the edge of the dragon's soul, and struggled to emerge from the gradually energetic dragon's soul, and then swam around Andrea intimately.

The highly compressed energy tore the shadow curtain released by Andrea, and the Deathwing, who was busy dealing with the attacks between the front and back, finally noticed the deadly murderous intent in the air.

"Marigos! Alextassa! Are you crazy?! He actually handed the dragon soul to mortals for custody!"

Alextasa could no longer see the pain of the previous performance. She did not answer the question of Deathwings, and her face calmly continued to spew out the flames of life threatening Deathwings' back.

The Death Wings trapped in the cage ate Marigos' arcane barrage, and used his strong body strengthened by the power of the earth to hit the arcane cage madly. Countless cracked marks appeared on the outer wall of the diamond cage, and he was about to break free.

But at this time, Deathwing's heart was filled with despair. The dragon's soul had locked him. The golden dragon also stared at him. The crisis of dying was hitting his soul like never before.

Andrea aimed the golden disc in his hand at the Deathwing with despairy eyes. "It's time for you to leave, the fallen Black Dragon King!"

"boom!"

A dazzling golden beam of light spurted out from the dragon's soul, and under the guidance of the golden dragon, it penetrated the body of the Death Wings in almost the blink of an eye.

"Roar! My Lord! Save..."

Before he could finish his words, the Death Wings, which had suffered severe damage from the dragon soul, lost his voice. His already unstable body became even more strange, and countless dark purple tentacles poked out from his dragon body with teeth and claws.

"Click!"

A crack suddenly appeared on the disc of the Dragon Soul. Andrea was startled and hurriedly retracted the golden light column after confirming that the Deathwing was under a fatal attack.

The expressions on Alextasa and Marigos' faces were a little complicated, as if they were relieved and sad. They stared blankly at Nesario's body, which had not yet completely lost its vitality.

At this moment, Andrea's face suddenly changed.

"No! You two are about to retreat!"

Although I don’t know what Andrea means, Marigos and Alextasa, who have worked together many times, believe in Andrea’s instinctive choice, and at the same time flapping their wings and retreating towards the sky on both sides.

With the remaining body of Death Wings as the center, amazing void energy gushed out, gradually wrapping Death Wings' split body into a black ball.

A big, scammering eye appeared on the surface of the ball, staring at Andrea who made a fatal blow.

An unknown voice full of negative emotions appeared in Andrea's mind, "Mortal, it's you again."

As a demigod who also controls the power of void, Andrea's whispers of the ancient god can no longer have much impact on him.

"Enzos?"

"Hmph! It's more important to save the Wings of Death right now. Let's let you go for the time being today, so let's take care of yourself."

"The mortal named Andrea."

Nzos' eyes kept following Andrea.

Seeing the ancient god appearing in person, not only the dragon-throated orcs around him were so shocked that they couldn't stop, but Alextasa and Marigos also had solemn expressions that they did not dare to act rashly.

"Someone asked me to bring you a word, and she said that she has been looking forward to a reunion with you for ten thousand years."

"Swish!"

After saying this, Enzos' eyes penetrated into the earth like a flow of liquid, and soon disappeared, and his dark aura dissipated.

"A reunion after ten thousand years..."

Andrea took a deep breath, and he quickly guessed who the person who said this was.

‘Queen Azshara, she is still alive.’
Chapter completed!