Who is Galakron?

To this day, the name is not widely circulated. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoAt least among the guardian dragons, only the five dragonlords and their spouses, as well as a handful of second-generation guardian dragons, are aware of this.

But the important thing is not at all how Oss knew about Galakron, and how dare he name the Sword of Rebirth in the name of Galakron!

What really matters is that he actually gave this artifact with the power of the five origins the mission and future of "slaying the dragon"!

Alexstrasza was shocked, and there was a look of obvious disbelief on her face, and it was really difficult to see the mortal in front of her;

Nozdorm's jewel-like eyes shone with a strange brilliance, his mind was slightly different from that of his brothers and sisters, and the most he wanted to do now was not to snatch the ownership of the Divine Will Galakron's Dragon Slayer, nor to question what Oss wanted, but to hurry back to the Cave of Time to check the specific changes in the timeline;

Ysera's performance was the most panicked, her eyes that had been open after regaining their full strength, but now they were closed again.

"Your provocation is extremely unwise, mortal!"

Malygos was the most direct, he shouted angrily and immediately attacked! Unleashed two tidal waves of arcane energy at Os!

"Whoosh!"

"Boom! Rumble! ”

However, the Blue Dragon King's attack was of no avail!

I saw that the divine will shot straight out a blue sword qi that was also formed by arcane energy, and easily pierced through the two arcane strikes!

As for Oss himself, he held the divine will in his hands and did not move!

The scene fell silent all of a sudden.

Only then did Malygos remember that the Dragonlord's blade in the hands of the mortals on the opposite side was the key to seriously injuring Deathwing and destroying the Demon Soul; Ysera's eyes were still closed, and her dark purple face looked a little sad, as if she had fallen into a nightmare; Nozdorm, on the other hand, seemed to be oblivious to everything around him, still thinking about his timeline.

Eventually, Alexstrasza, the Red Dragon Queen, stepped forward, staring at Oss intently, and asked in great bewilderment, "But, mortal, why?" ”

Xu was awakened by Alexstrasza's questioning, and before Oss could speak, Malygos once again angrily asked for divine will:

"Alexstrasza, what are you waiting for!?"

"Enemies of the gods do not end well, mortals! I'll warn you one last time, hand over the Dragonlord Blade! ”

Enmity of the gods?

Oss didn't feel anything, he held the divine will in his hand, and the five-colored divine light sword qi that received the divine will on his chest left behind the primordial aura of the divine will, and he was completely immune to the momentum and coercion of the guardian dragon king.

But the crowd standing next to Oss was hard to resist, and directly opposite stood the four guardian dragon kings and two guardian dragons, and the heavy pressure made them sweat, even if they wanted to speak, it was difficult.

"Ugh."

Facing the aggressive Blue Dragon King, Oss didn't say anything more, he just sighed lightly, inserted his divine will into the ground with his backhand, and motioned everyone to take ten steps back together: "Your Majesty will take it yourself!" ”

The change in events was unexpected!

Alexstrasza's eyes widened, and her gaze crossed the divine consciousness to look at Oss without blinking; Ysera opened her eyes again, her gaze also beyond the divine sense, and there was something inexplicable in her gaze at Os; Nozdom also came back to his senses from the reverie of the timeline, but he still stood there without saying a word.

Including Malygos, who asked for divine will, he didn't expect Oss to choose to hand over the dragon king's blade so easily, and there was a moment of hesitation and pause.

"Humph!"

Then, Malygos snorted arrogantly, the air shone with arcane brilliance, and he flashed directly to the divine will: "No matter what trick you are playing, mortals, the dragon king's blade will not belong to you!" ”

With that, Malygos stretched out his right hand and grasped the hilt of the sword.

"Ang!"

"Ahh Ahhh ”

The moment Malygos' hand touched the divine will, the primordial roar rang out almost at the same time as his scream! And at the handle of the divine will, the bronze-colored terrifying dragon head instantly seemed to be alive!

It was also accompanied by the roar that a more primitive, ferocious, and wild ancestral dragon phantom that looked different from the guardian dragon, and at the same time different from the current Ancestral Dragon, stared at the red dragon pupils, opened its bloody mouth, and bit Malygos's entire right arm!

"Ahh You! What did you do! Yes! ”

Flesh and blood, mixed with broken bones, were devoured by the will of God in the questioning and wailing of Malygos! And the power of the arcane origin that the divine will possesses, which belongs to Malygos, has also become a little stronger!

"Don't you understand, Your Majesty the Blue Dragon King?" Stepping forward, Oss did not answer the rhetorical question.

His steady tone still maintains the respect for the gods that he deserves, but when contrasted with Malygos's awkward image, it seems very ironic.

Malygos held his bloody right arm and stepped back: "What the hell did you do?!" ”

"There is no dragon king battle blade, it is divine will, it is the Galakron Dragon Slaying Sword, and it will only be the divine will, it will only be the Galakron Dragon Slaying Sword!"

"It's—" Oss stopped and stood before the Divine Sense again, "it itself! ”

Malygos couldn't understand why he couldn't even touch a sword that could be used by a mortal after 10,000 years, if he didn't master the soul of a dragon 10,000 years ago?!

"You're declaring war on the Guardian Dragon!"

Malygos was so angry that he turned his head and yelled at his brothers and sisters, "What are you waiting for? This mortal wants to take the Dragonlord Blade for himself, do you still want to relive the nightmare brought by Deathwing 10,000 years ago? ”

Without the understanding and support he imagined, Alexstrasza, Nozdorm, and Ysera had no intention of making a move, and Malygos continued to yell, "What the hell is wrong with you!? Come to think of it, as long as we recapture the Dragonlord's Blade, we can kill Deathwing without much effort! ”

In Dinosaur Ridge, where the ground was destroyed beyond recognition, Malygos's voice echoed mightily.

Five seconds, fifteen seconds, half a minute.

Surprisingly, everyone ignored the Blue Dragon King, who looked miserable and crazy.

It wasn't until Alexstrasza withdrew her gaze from Oss that she recalled the tragic past of being enslaved by the Dragonmaw Clan, and asked Malygos faintly, "And then?" ”

"Huh?" Malygos didn't react, "And then?" What then? ”

"With this sword...... Or call it Divine Will, and we use it to kill Deathwing, just as Deathwing once slaughtered our people with the Dragon's Soul. Alexstrasza said, more enlightened in her heart, "But then? Are we going to face a more aggressive 'Demon Soul'? Bringing death to the guardian dragon for the second time? ”

"How is this possible!? How could you think that!? Malygos never thought that Alexstrasza didn't support him, but it sounded like he supported the mortal.

"Are you sure it can't be?" Alexstrasza asked rhetorically, "Deathwing thought he could do it all with the Dragon's Soul!" But the result? He is fallen! And the tone in which you just asked for divine will is exactly the same as him! ”

"You! You! How can you question me! We just fought side by side to defeat Deathwing! Malygos's mouth was wide open, and his face was extremely pale!

"I'm sorry, my brother." Alexstrasza approached Malygos and used life magic to heal Malygos' injuries, "I just hope we can look at this sword sensibly...... I don't want to ...... one day You become the second ...... Nesario ......"

"Smack!"

"Enough!" Malygos couldn't agree with Alexstrasza's thoughts and pushed her away. His eyes then to Nozdorm and then to Ysera, expecting support, but he was doomed to disappointment.

"Good! Very good! You'd rather be on the side of mortals than on my side! Malygos swept the faces of everyone present and noted the expressions of each one, "I have nothing more to say to you!" But the Dragonlord Blade is destined to be mine! ”

After saying these words, Malygos didn't give anyone a chance to explain, he transformed himself into a torrent of arcane arts, and flew towards the north! When he found a magic node in the magic net, he merged himself into the magic net, and with the help of the magic net covering the entire world of Azeroth, he instantly returned to the far north of Northrend!

"My ...... Brother......" Alexstrasza muttered to herself, looking lonely and sad.

The wind, blowing quietly.

As the voices of the gods faded away, the voices that had been muffled began to appear intermittently throughout Dinosaur Ridge: survivors of the Dragonroar clan and ogre laborers; There is the wailing of birds; There are insects that have struggled to survive and flutter their wings; There are also silent echoes of the earth and mountains.

"Sister." Ysera called softly, now is not the time to grieve.

"I understand." Alexstrasza collected her emotions as she withdrew her gaze to the northern sky and repeated her initial question, "Why?" ”

"Fear." Oss took a deep breath and spat out a word.

Alexstrasza, Nozdorm, Ysera, Cla, Kerestraz, and Kromie and Onexia, who stood in the distance and heard Oss say the word fear, were indeed very frightened in their hearts, but still cared about Oss.

The guardian dragons were listening carefully to Oss's story.

"My first fear came from the foreknowledge of the future." Oss looked at Nozdorm, who had already crossed paths, "Your Majesty the King of Time, is the power of time really a gift compared to the other crowns?" ”

The guardian dragons were stunned, especially Alexstrasza, Ysera, and Chromie, all of whom followed Oss's gaze at Nozdom.

It's just that Nozdorm didn't answer, and he didn't say a word! He just stood and stood, with fine sand flowing around him, as if he were burying his sad fate in vain!