Although Malygos muttered repeatedly that Dragonsoul was ugly, he infused it with the essence of the arcane power he wielded. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The small, inconspicuous disc has finally taken shape, and a brand-new weapon that can be called an artifact has finally been born: the Dragon's Soul.

After the Dragon's Soul was completed, the five-colored dragon legions were assembled.

The mighty dragon army set off from the Temple of Dragon's Sleep and headed south, a pair of wings covering the sky, and scattered demons were wiped out under the dragon's breath everywhere they passed.

Malygos enjoyed the sensation so much that he bragged to his best friend Nesario more than once about the "art" of a demon frozen into ice by his own breath.

"Look at them, they're much better looking than they were, aren't they? This is the art that comes from Master Malygos! ”

Nesario was noncommittal, shaking his head each time and flapping his wings and flying forward.

The Guardian Dragon has proven itself strong with its actions.

The Burning Legion finally realized what it meant to "die from the sky", so much so that even Akmund was alarmed.

"Something flying in the sky?" The Eredar demon apparently didn't realize the dragon's horror for the first time, "What about the Doom Guard?" Flying in the sky is not a reason to stop the Legion! ”

"No, Akmund, the dragon is probably more powerful than you think."

At some point, Azhara appeared behind Akmund.

Akshara's sudden opening sent out a cold sweat on Akmund's body, he couldn't imagine that this woman was so powerful—if she resisted the Legion, she would be no match for herself.

"Don't be nervous." Azhara smiled seductively, and even Akmund's mind flickered for a moment, "We can see what those dragons have done." ”

With that, Azhara created a small crystal ball out of thin air, and after whispering a few incantations, the crystal ball grew larger - big enough to see something she wanted to see from inside.

The overwhelming array of dragons' breath overwhelmed everything, and the small group of demons had no power to fight back against the dragons.

What caught Akmund's attention the most was the five dragons at the head, each of whom was of great stature and seemed to possess extraordinary strength.

Although the other four rarely made a move except for the blue one, Akmund still found them difficult to deal with.

"It seems that the Titans have really invested in your world...... "Akmund muttered quietly, "there are still a group of native Guardians......

"What did you say?" Azhara raised an eyebrow, "Say whatever you want, don't mumble—I don't think Lord Sargeras doesn't like Fly Camp Dog's subordinates either." ”

Azhara's criticism of standing in the master's position made Akmund very unhappy, but due to the disparity in strength, Ereda Demon still reluctantly swallowed this breath.

"Forget it, this time I'll lead the Legion to attack - Lord Queen, please see the true power that belongs to the Burning Legion!"

"Of course." With a wave of her hand, the crystal ball vanished into thin air, as if it had never existed, "I hope you can bring me good news." ”

"What about you?" Looking at the lazy Azara, Akmund instinctively felt uncomfortable, "What are you doing now?" ”

"Me?" Azhara winked playfully, causing Akmund's heart to beat faster again, "Of course I need to prepare for the arrival of the great Lord Sargeras." ”

Akmund was tempted to say that you were just sleeping on the bed with a frown, but in the end he held back.

With a cold snort, Akmund left Kin-Ishara with the demon and headed north to intercept the dragon legion.

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"Varosson." After Akmund left, Ayshara began to summon the captain of her guard, "How's Lord Sargeras's teleportation array?" ”

"Honorable Queen, we have done our best, but there are no more civilians to sacrifice - the entire area around Kin-Ishara has been swept away by demons many times."

"The teleportation array may be less than one-third complete, and if we can't find a new source of energy, I'm afraid the farewell work will have to stop......

Hearing Varosson say this, Aishara looked annoyed.

Looking at his queen's frowning brow, Varosson felt like his heart was about to break.

"Or else." Varoson gritted his teeth, "There are many people in the upper echelons of the elves who are not very peaceful, do you want to ...... them You know, these guys are far more useful than the civilians. ”

Hearing Varosson say this, Aishara looked relieved.

"So, my faithful captain of the guard, are you willing to urge those high elves to contribute to their own queen?"

"Of course, my Queen!" Looking at the anticipation in Aisara's eyes, Varosson felt his blood boil, "As you wish, I believe that Lord Sargeras will be able to come soon!" ”

"Okay then—let's do it." Azhara lazily lay on her throne again, "I look forward to your good news. ”

Varosson reluctantly glanced at Aishara's perfect curves, then turned away.

"Hmph."

The poor captain of the guard didn't know that after he left, the most important light in his heart just snorted disdainfully.

Maybe he won't change anything if he knows, it's destined to be a fruitless attachment.

Azhara wasn't as lazy as she seemed, and she was constantly deepening her connection to the Well of Eternity, an attempt that often made her so exhausted that she had to rest - and the result was that to outsiders, it seemed as if Queen Azhara had been lazy all day.

Only her personal maid, Vaschi, knew that every time Aishara changed her robe, she was almost soaked with sweat.

"Why do I feel like the Well of Eternity is rejecting me?!" At the end of each practice, Aishara couldn't help but wonder, "I have to work harder, only with great strength can I be qualified to stand by the side of the great Sargeras!" ”

With that in mind, Azhara once again tried to communicate the power of the Well of Eternity.

At the same time, in the city of Jinisala, Varosson set off a new bloody storm.

The shadow that had originally shrouded over the heads of the Night Elf civilians had finally found the upper elves this time. These self-proclaimed nobles don't actually behave much better than they see as pariahs.

Several families who tried to huddle together for warmth were directly destroyed, and the remaining upper elves were left with endless despair in their hearts. (To be continued.) )