With a little unwillingness, Onexia left the Well of Eternity. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The anger on the face of the black dragon suddenly disappeared, and he stared at Carl with charming and playful eyes:

"Are you really going to go over and fight against Akmund?"

"Of course...... cough~cough-" Under Onexia's meaningful gaze, Carl finally failed to act cheekily, "Of course not." Akmund naturally has four dragon kings and dragon queens to hold back, it's none of my business! ”

"What about the Dragon's Soul?"

"Don't forget that someone values this artifact more than the Burning Legion! Whoever has the slightest greed for it will be regarded as an enemy by him. ”

"You mean......" A complicated look in Onexia's eyes flickered.

Karl nodded.

"I've seen him, he's coming!"

Only then did Onexia suddenly notice that a black dot had appeared in the distant sky. The black dot was extremely fast, expanding several times in the blink of an eye, and a familiar and terrifying silhouette made Onexia's heart tighten.

When Deathwing's massive body swept over the heads of Carl and Onexia, the black dragon couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The chaotic power of the dragon's soul shattered the Earth Guardian's body, and in order to keep his body from collapsing, Nesario hastily crafted several pieces of adamantite plate armor from his goblin minions, and embedded them in the cracks of his body, firmly locking the split body.

Feeling the call of the dragon's soul, the fallen Black Dragon King made his way to the Well of Eternity. Nothing along the way piqued his interest, as long as it didn't hinder his progress.

Deathwing didn't even glance at Carl and Onexia, and at the moment, Deathwing only had the dragon's soul in his head.

"Where are we going now?"

Onexia took a deep breath and regained her energy and asked Karl.

Karl withdrew his gaze from the background of Death's rush and looked at the battle between Akmund and the Four Dragonlords on the other side.

"Let's intercept Akmund!"

After much thought, Carl made a decision. Although it is not known why Akmund did not rush back to the Well of Eternity in time to stop the raid of Malfurion and others. But here in the timeline, Akmund is close at hand, and I am afraid that the polluters have already received the news of Manolos' death.

If Akmund is allowed to break through the four dragon kings, I'm afraid no one will be able to stop him.

Onexia's glittering gaze almost melted Carl.

"No matter what you decide, I will always be with you."

Without saying a word, Karl took Onexia into his arms and flew in the direction of Akmund.

The dragon's soul floats silently above the massive portal in the Well of Eternity, as if patiently waiting for its true master.

When he saw his life-precious treasure again, a big smile appeared on Nesario's cracked face. It's just that the already distorted dragon face looks even more terrifying than the devil under the smile.

As for the dragons in the sky - Deathwing doesn't even bother with them.

"It's Deathwing!"

Clyostraz was the first to spot the sudden arrival of the black dragon, and the red dragon mate let out a frightened roar, and even the voice became a little sharp.

However, no one had time to laugh at him at the moment.

Crassus, Ronin, Brooks, Malfurion, Illidan...... Everyone turned around almost at the same time. The huge shadow of Deathwing shrouded them, and they didn't need to be commanded at all, and the people who had been filled with fear did not hesitate to attack Deathwing.

Fireballs, Arcane Missiles, Arrows, Moonlight, Shadow Arrows...... Mages have an attack speed that is unmatched by ordinary people. All sorts of magic struck Deathwing's dark scales in no particular order, only to make a dull explosion.

Deathwing didn't even have the mood to look back at the person who attacked him, and the Black Dragon King rushed straight at the glowing dragon soul, stretching out its huge dragon claws in the distance.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a ferocious force struck Nesario, and the black dragon was bounced back and slammed into the dragon in the air. The massive body slammed into a red dragon, riding on it a Night Elf warrior who let out a miserable howl and fell from the sky. The moment he flew away from the red dragon's body, the soldier was no longer breathing.

Deathwing apparently hadn't expected to be attacked by the magic array that protected the dragon's soul, and let out a roar of rage. In order to vent the unquenchable anger in his heart, the Black Dragon King grabbed the red dragon who was knocked into a dazed and unconscious state, and under the huge power of the earth guard, the red dragon screamed and was torn into several pieces.

But that didn't quell the anger in his heart, and Deathwing turned his head to look around, glaring viciously, observing the fluctuations of magic around the dragon's soul, carefully searching for the invisible power that prevented him from reclaiming his treasure.

Although they understood that Deathwing's target was not their own, Crassus and the others were swept by Deathwing's cold and angry eyes, and they suddenly felt like they were falling into an ice cave, and they were chilled.

The dragon legions retreated almost in unison.

Deathwing turned a blind eye to the actions of the dragon legion, and he was intently studying the intricate magic circles around the dragon's soul. He felt that the magic seemed familiar in some ways.

At this moment, three voices appeared in Deathwing's mind - the voice that guided him to build the dragon's soul. To his surprise, however, instead of telling him how to reclaim his artifact, the voice seemed to be urging him impatiently, no, to leave his beloved.

The poor Guardian of the Earth apparently didn't realize he was being used.

Deathwing shook his head vigorously, trying to get the voices out of his head. Even if they had instructed them to create this invincible artifact with their own hands, but now, these voices were against him taking it back, so they were just as much enemies as Alexstrasza's traitors.

And the enemy, is not worth believing! Nothing is more important than reclaiming the Dragon's Soul!

Once again, Deathwing charged towards the golden disc.

But like last time, the huge black dragon was blocked back again, as if he didn't have any effect at all. Deathwing won't give in easily, battling the voices in his head as he frantically pounds against the invisible magic shield.

However, it is of no avail. The shield around the Dragon's Soul was still strong.

Enraged and in pain, Nesario let out a wild roar and quickly flew to the outskirts of the aerial battlefield, finally stopping at the northernmost point of the Well of Eternity. Struggling to shake off the pain of the piercing heart, the enraged dragon glared viciously at the storm-torn middle of the lake.

He must not be turned away again. No matter what spells his enemies have placed around the Dragon's Soul, he will break through them. The artifact is his......

At that point, all of them will have to pay for it...... (To be continued.) )