Ten thousand years ago, when the ancient Kalimdo continent had not yet split, the wilderness where the Dragon Mile Temple was located had not yet become a desolate land with dragon bones in later generations. This is the holy land of dragons. When they die, they will return here. The five-colored dragons have special "cemeteries" here, but some giant dragons that cannot fly to the holy land will fall in the wilderness and die.

But now, there are not many keel bones on this land and no one dares to steal these things.

Because it is close to the north of the world, the climate here is much colder than that in the Elf Empire.

Galod Shadow Song, who returned to the hall from above the tower, was thinking about the snowfield outside the temple. It was too cold here, and he had to wear a thick fur cloak to resist the breathing cold wind.

The glaciers in the distance are rare in the Elf Empire, and the scenery here is strange enough, but unfortunately, he, who is shouldering a diplomatic mission, does not have much time to appreciate the scenery here.

A few minutes ago, just after he proposed the plan and strategy to blow up the Well of Eternity, the Dragon Kings suspended the talks.

The Black Dragon King said that he had a treasure that could help the elves destroy the Well of Eternity and destroy the portal, but thinking about it also knew that the dragon's secret treasure was definitely not allowed to be watched by mortals.

Therefore, Galade was politely "invited" to come out.

Brother Yingge didn't care what treasures the dragons took out, he was so excited.

If the dragons can really help the rebels destroy the portal and expel the demons from this world, the remaining war to overthrow Azshara's tyranny does not even require the participation of the dragon. Only the strong rebels can win the battle.

His previous feeling was correct.

Today is indeed a lucky day for the Rebels.

But then, while Galode was excited, he couldn't help but think about the mysterious prophecy left by Black before. His brother-in-law said that the tower was shrouded in terrible shadows, and he even came here to investigate.

This made the Yingge Commander unable to help but start thinking about the worst outcome.

Perhaps, there are great risks in inviting the dragon to participate in this critical decisive battle, but the rebels no longer have a better choice.

The shadow of the dragon...whether it is?

While Gallard was thinking about this profound question, the tower on the dome of the Dragon Sleeping Temple had been blocked by Dragon Word Magic. The Dragon King's spouses led the elite dragons to fly around outside the tower, preventing all possible outsiders from interfering with the Dragon King's secret talks.

But they couldn't stop an evil god who deliberately wanted to watch the fun.

Before Zhang Kai, the shield of Dragon Word Magic, Black was already here to watch.

He would stand beside Queen Isera, feeling the beautiful natural fragrance of the green dragon queen, while tiptoing to see the "treasure" that Nasario secretly took out.

"I call this thing the 'Soul of Dragon', it is the product of my wonderful ideas in communication with the mountains and rivers of the earth."

Nesario, wearing a mighty black steel armor, took out a golden treasure from his armor and slapped it in front of the dragon kings as he watched the other brothers and sisters.

It was a pendant-shaped piece of jewelry.

The foot is the size of an adult's palm, but the material is very unique.

In addition to the external contours being fixed with the purest source steel and added with silver mitril silver to ensure magic transmission, the chains on the pendant are extremely exquisitely made, and each chain is engraved with the blessing of the dragon language.

Its body is neither gold nor jade, just like exquisite amber, polished into a smooth convex plane with extremely high techniques, like an arc-shaped mirror.

When the dragon kings look at it, they can reflect the reflection of the mountains, rivers and rivers of Azeroth.

"it's beautiful!"

The Red Dragon Queen and the Green Dragon Queen immediately lit up when they saw the jewelry that Nesario took out.

Women's nature makes them like beautiful things, while female dragon's nature makes them interested in everything golden.

The love of beauty under the double overlap made them fall in love with this treasure at a glance, and the golden jewelry in front of them perfectly conforms to all the queens' imaginations about the treasure.

"Haha, pretty?"

The Black Dragon King didn't care about the shining desires in the eyes of his sisters.

He patted Alextasa's shoulder like a calm and reliable family member, and said in a gentle tone:

"It has not been polished yet, and I actually wanted to give it to you as your 150,000 birthday gift on your birthday next year...

Isera, don't make faces.

I will make another jewelry for you when you are your whole birthday.

There are too many beautiful gems in the deep rock continent waiting for the black dragons to discover, and those beautiful things should be worn on my sister's neck to reflect their true value.

If no one appreciates it, no matter how beautiful the gem is, it is just a stone."

"Nezario is indeed the one who speaks the most under his serious appearance."

Malygos, who had a serious face in front of outsiders, became much gentler in front of his brothers and sisters. He looked at his sister who was smiling and said with a stick:

"When Nesario's birthday gift is ready, I can enchant it with the most exquisite rainbow magic. We all know that Isera, who will never grow up, likes the most colorful rainbow light."

"Then I want to thank you, annoying Malygos."

Isera, the youngest among the Dragon King, snorted.

Like the little sister in the family, she looked at the beautiful jewelry in front of her, and the most serious and mysterious king of time in the Dragon King also stared at the "Giant Dragon Soul" floating in front of her with a complex look.

He is the dragon king of the past and the future.

He has experienced the disaster that is about to cause countless times. He knows that the happy scene is the last commemoration of the beautiful era of the Dragon Legion.

But he couldn't say it out, let alone prevent fate from moving forward.

This is the most sad thing about the bronze dragons. They are prophets of the world, but they cannot save anyone, and they cannot even save themselves.

The different expressions of the Dragon Kings fell into the eyes of Black, who was watching the strongly onlooker next to him. Lord Evil God also felt the beauty and irony of the scene in front of him.

Who would have thought that the Dragon Kings, who are as close as a family, will soon usher in the tragedy of their family being destroyed, and the darkest culprit is among them.

Tsk, this bitch, Destiny, is really a tragedy lover.

"Nesario hides himself very well."

Black casually plucked Isera's Dragon King's cloak, letting the majestic cloak inlaid with metal fly and hit the plump buttocks of the Green Dragon Queen. Isera looked back in confusion and whispered to the wind blowing today.

Lord Evil God grinned and walked to the side of the Black Dragon King like a ghost. He looked carefully at Nasario, who was explaining the principle of the dragon soul to his brothers and sisters.

His body is still pure and powerful.

Even Alextasa, who has the deepest understanding of life force, and Marigos, who is best at magic, cannot sense the "radical changes" that are taking place in the deepest part of his brother's body.

But in the eyes of pirates, a stream of faint purple void power grew in Nesario's body like a rapidly germinated seed. It did not originate from the corrosion of the material world, but appeared from a nightmare and quietly crossed the barriers of illusion and reality in Nesario's day after day sleep.

It is "siegeing cities and lands", and it may not take long for this corrosion to make Nesario unrecognizable.

But this is still just a manifestation.

Black's eyes turned into a dark purple ball of light, and he saw the soul through the flesh and blood. After crossing the obstruction of matter, the "torture" of the Black Dragon King was completely exposed to him.

Not only was the soul of the dragon full of holes in his eyes struggling, but he even smelled the corrupt stench in his nose and heard a strange illusion in his ears.

"Good guy!"

Black raised his eyebrows in surprise. Nesario's condition is OK!

The corrosive seed of Enzos, the projection of destruction of Cthun, the illusion of Yug Saron's void, and even some dark and gloomy strange things from the sea of ​​light are entrenched in his soul and dreams.

The evil god saw that the dragon soul in front of him had rotted and smelly, just like a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

The Black Dragon King can still maintain his rationality at this time, not because his will is strong, it is purely because the three imprisoned ancient gods ruthlessly destroyed his mind, and then worked together to sew a strange and deformed mind for him with his last fragments of his mind.

He is still him.

But everything except the name "Nesario" has changed.

The powerful, majestic and reliable Nasario's heart has become an ugly "peptide dish", like a tree trunk hollowed out by a borer. It looks very strong on the outside, but you can see termites swarming out with a slight poke.

Let me put it this way, if Black was really a doctor, he would have persuaded the Black Dragon King with a gentle face to eat and drink, and to spend the few days left in a happy mood.

He said he was terminally ill and was praised.

"It can't be cured, it's out of salvation, wait for death."

Dr. Black shook his head and made the most accurate evaluation.

He still felt a little regretful.

If Deathwing was still saved, he actually didn't mind pulling it. After all, Deathwing is a monster born and raised in Azeroth. If it can be used for itself, it might be a good laborer in the final battle ten thousand years later.

But he was late.

The complete corrosion of the unlucky Black Dragon King by the void has entered the final end. The once "Magnificent and Warm Man Wings Lord" has long been dead for a long time, and there is only one stitching monster left here.

If Black had come a thousand years ago, or even five hundred years ago, this guy would have been saved.

According to his current understanding and research on the corrosion of voids, and combined with the solidity and stability of the ancient god cage in this era, it must have taken at least thousands of years to complete the dream penetration of Nesario.

Their seals in this era are relatively complete, and this must be a joint effort by the ancient gods to escape the cage. The facts prove that their miscellaneous cooperation was quite successful.

"Who makes you like to dig holes and sleep?"

Black looked at Nesario in front of him, shook his head and said:

"The authority of the earth is connected with the mountains and rivers of the world. It is the dragon king who can best sense the cage of the ancient gods. In addition, it is necessary to find underground nests in both the material world and the elemental territory, which further aggravates the aggravation of the condition.

What a pity."

While Black was "diagnosing Nesario's condition", the Black Dragon King also introduced the origin and production process of his treasure to his brothers and sisters.

He stroked the original embryo of the dragon soul floating in front of the dragon kings and said to the other dragon kings:

“Although it was a birthday gift for Alextasa, I tried my best to ensure that its quality could bear and bear the power in the production.
To be continued...