Watching the soldiers herding little Sam into the camp like a hero, Jaina still asked with some concern: "Maybe the soldiers can accept a dead comrade, but how can his parents accept a son without a heartbeat?"
Varian shook his head helplessly, "There is no way to have the best of both worlds. I think I can only make up an excuse to temporarily appease his parents by being away for a long time."
"There are many excuses, such as sending him to Northern Xinjiang to deal with the dead king," Regan smiled slightly, "Of course, it's just an excuse. I don't want to send the alliance's first death knight to someone else's legion.
"
"Oh, I hope that poor little guy can be accepted by everyone..."
"Okay, Sam's fate will be revealed later, but now we should get down to business," Varian glanced at Bolvar, who was silent, and interrupted Regan's unconstructive conversation. "That
The black dragon is not far ahead, it’s time for the final reckoning.”
"Yes, Your Majesty." Everyone looked at each other and responded in unison, following Varian to the dragon's lair.
——Each dragon's lair on the continent has its own different style: the green dragon is close to nature and usually lives in the wild; the red dragon is in charge of life and is more willing to live among other mortal races; the blue dragon oversees arcane powers and only stays there
On a high mountain peak similar to a human mage tower; the bronze dragon responsible for the passage of time is extremely mysterious, and it is almost impossible to find its trace; while the black dragon, which advocates strength, is scattered across the continent. For them, only strength is the most important thing.
The nest and the family are just unnecessary encumbrances.
Onyxia's dragon lair is different from ordinary black dragons. Although it is built on a frequently active volcano, it is at least spotless at the gate, with a dragon's mouth-shaped barrier outside.
Protected the entire dragon nest
"It turns out that the giant dragon is not so fearless," Regan poked the barrier at the door with his sword, "I wonder how strong this thing can withstand the attack."
"I advise you to give up this idea. The dragon blood barrier cast by a leader-level dragon is no joke." Varian stopped Regan's attempt to cut through the barrier with his sword. "
It can return you three times the power. If you don’t want to be attacked by three legions at the same time, just put down the sword honestly."
"As you command, my majesty," Lei Gen sheathed his sword angrily.
"Let me try," Jaina couldn't help but smile when she saw that he was also embarrassed, "Although I haven't studied much about dragon spells, after all, it is also a kind of enchantment, and it should be the same as ordinary
Spells have something in common”
Varian nodded: "Be careful and stop casting spells immediately if there is any danger."
"I will, Your Majesty"
Jaina slowly raised her staff, huge mana fluctuations overflowed from her hand, and an improved spell to break the enchantment was completed almost instantly.
"Arcane. Destroy the barrier!" Jaina shouted, and an extremely brilliant beam of light shot out from the staff, hitting the mouth of the huge dragon's nest hard.
After a loud "boom", the entire dragon nest seemed to shake, but the barrier in front of it was indeed not damaged at all.
The female mage frowned: "She is not afraid of magic attacks. Is Onyxia already so powerful?"
"It's absolutely impossible. Even the five Aspect Dragons can't achieve complete magic immunity, let alone a black dragon princess," Varian replied.
"Then what should we do now? Should we stay outside until she gets hungry and comes out to look for food?" Regen spread his hands and asked helplessly.
"I'll come, Your Majesty," Bolvar, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, and he smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, "It seems that this is the greatest use of my trip."
"Are you sure, old friend?" Varian looked at him unbearably and said slowly, "Actually, you don't have to force yourself. Bolvar, you know, Stormwind City and I only need an explanation."
"But I can't explain it to Reginald, let alone myself..."
Bolvar smiled bitterly, turned around and shouted towards the dragon's lair, "Katlana Presto! It's time to settle everything between us! If you are unwilling to come out, then let us in!"
"Are you still willing to call me by this name?"
After a moment of silence, a slightly hoarse female voice came from the cave.
"After leaving Stormwind City, I tried my best to avoid this day coming, but it finally came to me."
"In that case, you come in," the barrier of the dragon's nest slowly disappeared, revealing the deep cave entrance, "bring your friends and the respected King."
Varian thought for a moment and made a gesture to everyone, asking the large army to stay outside. Regan and others followed him in.
Phillips stopped him with some anxiety, "Your Majesty, please don't put yourself at risk. Let the soldiers go in and take care of this dragon."
The King of Storms patted the guard captain's shoulder in a funny way, "Are you going to let all my troops gather in a small area and then be sprayed to death by the black dragon's breath? Use your brain, my captain.
Sir! Only the strong can truly face the dragon. Ants biting elephants are not suitable for all places."
After saying this, Varian waved his hand to signal a few royal guards to guard the entrance of the cave, and then walked into the cave with Regan and others.
——It has to be said that Onyxia is a black dragon with very good hygiene habits. The deep cave is not a forest of skeletons as everyone imagined. Instead, every corner is cleaned very clean, which almost gives the illusion that it has arrived.
a hermit's residence
Only when entering the Black Dragon Princess's bedroom did everyone faintly smell the pungent smell of sulfur.
"Come out, Katrana, we've arrived," Bolvar shouted in a deep voice, his voice echoing in the wide stone cave.
"well…"
With a sigh, the Black Dragon Princess appeared in human form. Her noble temperament and perfect face were not inferior to the other two women.
"Bovar, you know that I am not willing to face you in this situation," Onyxia's red eyes showed a hint of sadness, "If I had just gone out to help that lich, none of you would have
To make it this far alive”
"But I didn't do that, because I felt that you were in this human army," the Black Dragon Princess looked at him with complex eyes, "I could even raise my claws against my father, but I don't want to hurt you, Bolvar."
"So do I need to be grateful for your kindness, Ms. Black Dragon?" Bolvar asked sullenly.
"No, I know that nothing can stop your decision," Onyxia turned her gaze to one side and said with slightly red eyes, "But I hope to know one thing before the decisive battle - if I am not a black dragon
Princess, but that ordinary human woman Katrana, will you still love me?"
Bolvar was suddenly stunned. He recalled in a daze.
If all this didn't happen
——If there had not been a conspiracy against His Majesty, if there had not been that slate, if there had not been... After Reginald's death, she would have still been the beautiful and generous countess, the sweet and sweet lover under him...
Maybe after some time, they can get married openly and give birth to several lovely children, then raise their children and have grandchildren under the sunset of Stormwind City...
But, all this only exists in imagination
The confusion in Bolvar's eyes slowly faded, and he remembered the scene in Stormwind Fortress: Reginald's blood-covered body, and his eyes filled with hatred...
"I love you, Katrana," Bolvar said firmly, "but I will not let you go because of this. This is not only for Reginald, but also for Stormwind City."
Onyxia was not angry, she nodded calmly: "Thank you, Bolvar, I am very happy to hear your answer."
She casually broke off a stone pillar beside her and transformed it into a dagger. "No matter what the outcome is, I hope you remember! There was a woman named Onyxia who loved you, regardless of belief.
, regardless of race, she only loves the unique Bolvar Fordragon!"
Before she finished speaking, Onyxia's sword light had already reached Bolvar's eyes!
"Don't even take action, this is my own battle!" Bolvar blocked the Black Dragon Princess's blow and shouted to the people who were ready to help.
"You just need to watch carefully and witness my victory or...death!"
A puzzling scene appeared - Bolvar's next sword almost missed by a thousand miles, and he seemed to have deliberately bumped into Onyxia's sword.
"Oh my God! What's going on?!" Varian looked at the incredible scene in shock, and Regen and others also shouted out in horror.
However, everyone's exclamations were still in their throats, but the Black Dragon Princess threw away the dagger in her hand and rushed towards Bolvar's non-threatening sword with a decisive smile.
The next moment, the long sword pierced her delicate chest without any hindrance.
The place became extremely silent for an instant, as if all the sounds had disappeared
"They...are seeking death." Regan swallowed hard, and Jaina covered her mouth in disbelief.
——Bovar, who lowered his head, stretched out his hands and held the black dragon’s body falling like dead leaves in his arms.
"You're still a step too late, my... Lord Duke" The Black Dragon Princess reached out her hand angrily and caressed Bolvar's cheek with attachment.
"Since the day I was born, my father... gave me the mission of destroying all mortal races, but... I don't like killing. As a black dragon, it's strange, isn't it?" Onyxia laughed at herself, Purple
The black dragon's blood dyed Bolvar's armor red
"I want to be like the Green Dragon Queen... Ysera, who can travel freely between dreams and reality, live the life I want without any restrictions, and find a lover I love, no matter what race he is..."
"But father does not allow his children to have such 'depraved' ideas. I even remember my first lover... that was a bronze dragon gentleman, who was reduced to pieces in his father's anger..." Black Dragon Princess
He closed his eyes and seemed to be trapped in the memories of the past, "So in the next tens of millions of years, I can only associate with conspiracy and killing to resolve the loneliness in my heart."
"But I don't feel sad, because the five years in Stormwind City were the happiest time of my life," Onyxia's face seemed to regain some luster, "because you are there, my love."
Bolvar lowered his head and touched her smooth forehead: "That was also my happiest time, my dear, if not for everything that happened after that, we would still be the happiest."
"But that's unavoidable," Onyxia shook her head weakly and glanced at the silent Varian apologetically, "Everything is fate - just like Reginald said, father.
He sent me a message three years ago that if I don't deal with His Majesty the King as he asked, he will use all means to kill you, just like he killed the bronze dragon."
The Black Dragon Princess shook her head in pain: "I don't want to do this, but I can't bear the pain of losing you - so I sent someone to tell the Defias Brotherhood about His Majesty's whereabouts, and then hired the Nagas of Okaz
, and captured him when he took Defias’s warship to sink His Majesty’s ship…”
"And Reginald... I knew that all this would eventually be exposed, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon. When he chanted the spell to break the dragon's transformation, I felt ashamed for the first time because of this scale armor - I
Seeing the fear and hatred in your eyes, my mind was almost blank at that time, and there was only one voice in my heart, which was to kill the guy who made me show up..."
Onyxia's voice became smaller and smaller. After such a long conversation, even with the dragon's strong vitality, it was almost exhausted. "I don't regret killing him, so I leave this life to you.
In this way, you can explain to His Majesty and the Kingdom of Storm..."
"No, Ms. Black Dragon, the Kingdom of Stormwind has forgiven you," Varian squatted down and smiled at her, "I believe my old buddy Reginald will not blame you anymore, after all, he ruined the beauty's makeup.
But what about a heinous crime?"
"Really..." Onyxia laughed happily, but her body temperature was getting lower and lower.
She tightened Bolvar's arm: "I heard that there is a strange race in the Maelstrom. They call themselves Pandaria."
"Those romantic fat guys say that if you die in the arms of your lover, you will meet him in the next life."
"So hold me tight, Bolvar. I don't want to miss you in the next life." The Black Dragon Princess closed her eyes tiredly.