King Wa's words were very encouraging, and Gianna was much calmer and shorter.

Gianna said, "Onexia, you are stuck in a small cave, with your wings spread but you can't fly high in the sky, you have no way to live. Surrender, Onexia! I will send you to the Temple of Dragon's Sleep, and ask the five-colored dragons to help, and maybe I can purify you, so that you can return to the right path and resume your duties as the guardian of the dragon! ”

"Onexia!"

Van Cleef was armed with a brutal barb and wore a bloodtooth suit, his face expressionless, his eyes burning with hatred.

He pointed his dagger at Onexia in front of him and roared, "Onexia! It's you who let our family ruin! It's you, let's be displaced! It is you who have made us suffer and suffer for so many years, but we never know who is our real enemy! It's you, insidious and cunning, cruel and terrifying! ”

"And now, the time for revenge has come!"

"Our cause is just, you will be defeated by us!"

Sean secretly applauded.

The leaders of their respective camps, King Wa, Gianna and Van Cleef, each of whom is very good at speaking and agitating. Although each has different speaking skills, they all have the power to motivate people.

Each of them puts himself in a position of justice, putting on the halo of justice for what they do.

Onexia, a dragon who has lived for thousands of years, has seen all the changes and vicissitudes of the world, cold and warm in his heart, he has experienced the ups and downs, how can he be bewitched by a few words?

She sneered, and her voice rang out with endless seductive power.

"Varian, my dear little king, would you be your king without my assistance all these years? At that time, you were still young, and you were really not afraid that someone would take your power and throne? Don't you understand that checks and balances are the way of the emperor? If there is no mutual check and balance between me and Bolval, if Bolval has a monopoly on power, with his connections and popularity, you really don't worry about him plotting to usurp the throne? ”

"Marshall Reginald Windsor, my dear marshal, who can be sure that you have not been corrupted by my brother Nefarian in the Blackstone Tower for so long? Bolvar has been deceived and deceived by me, and you, with no stronger will and ability than Bolval, have suffered what Bolval did not suffer, and my brother is stronger than me, who can be sure that you have not been corrupted and surrendered, and now you are taking Varian and them into my ambush? ”

"Bolvar, you and I have worked together for so many years, and the relationship between us is not known to others, don't you know? You know my feelings for you very well, you are the only man in this world that I can look up to. Kill Varian and you will ascend to the throne and I will be the queen! With my support, with the support of the Black Dragons, you will become the most powerful emperor in the history of mankind, you will surpass Soladin the Great, and you will become the true master of Azeroth! ”

"Gianna, are you not guilty that your father, Admiral Prodmore, is he dead, and that your lover, Prince Arthas, is he degraded because of you, and that your country is shattered because of you, and that your people are displaced because of you? And you, in the face of those dirty and ugly orcs, are actually willing to lend a helping hand, what is the relationship between you and that chief named Thrall! Do you know how many Union people have died just because you claim to be righteous and try to balance the tribes and the alliances? You, for the sake of your own Theramore not to be destroyed, have the heart to let other people suffer! ”

"Egwen, oh, great Guardian of Tirisfa, I'm sorry I didn't recognize you in the first place. I admit that you were powerful, and I admit that you have experience and wisdom that others do not have. However, you are now very weak, nowhere near a tenth as strong as you once were. ”

"Moreover, your son has been in the company of demons for decades, causing irreparable damage to this world. And the demon who destroyed your son has been lurking in your body ten times longer, and who can be sure that you have not been corrupted by the demon? You know, that's the most powerful demon in the starry sky! Varian, Gianna, do you really dare to trust her? Aren't you afraid that everything she does has a purpose? ”

Onexia said a lot in one breath, and then sneered.

Varian pointed his sword at Onexia and said angrily, "Damn the black dragon! In the face of death, you still have to tell right and wrong! None of us will believe your demagoguery! Prepare to die! ”

Onexia stood up, glared at the enemy in front of her, and roared, "Humble human! Maybe you don't admit it, maybe I'm going to die today, but you can never deny that what I'm talking about is possible! You will never be close, you will end up against each other, you will die in the end, and I, the Black Dragons, are the overlords of Azeroth! ”

"Now, accept the wrath of the black dragon!"

No one can underestimate a legendary dragon, and even more so Onexia is definitely not your average legendary dragon.

As Onexia took a deep breath at the enemy, a terrifying dragon's breath, with heat that could bake eggs into charcoal, enveloped all enemies in front of them in a very wide cone-shaped field.

"Mage Corps, listen to me, Icepick!" Gianna's voice was cold and clear.

None of the mages present could contain the breath of the legendary dragon with ice magic. But when a group of mages form a group, even if Deathwing Nesario is there, there's nothing to be afraid of.

Eighty mages, all performing icicle at the same time.

Eighty Icicles were woven together, overlapping and influencing each other, forming a huge Icicle that covered a larger area than Dragon's Breath.

A heat wave and a cold snap converged in the center of the two enemies, dividing the huge lair into two worlds.

It's cold on one side and hot on the other.

"Mage Regiment, listen to me, Blizzard!" Once again, Gianna called the shots.

Eighty mages, chanting incantations at the same time. Dense snowflakes float in the air, entangled and fused with each other, turning into patches of goose feather snow.

Unlike the blizzard in nature, the blizzard summoned by the mage is even colder and more frozen.

Onexia's lair was supposed to be a scorching place. But when the blizzard falls, the scorching ground is taken away by the blizzard and becomes a gentle place. Although the heat from the ground continues to rise, the snowflakes from the sky continue to fall to the ground. Onexia's lair is no longer a Jedi full of flames.

Onexia saw that her territory had been transformed, and her breath was targeted by the other party's mage group, and it would definitely not be able to exert its due effect, so she no longer breathed, but walked on her thick thighs, turned around suddenly, and the huge dragon tail swept towards the entrance of the cave.

"The black dragon wags its tail!"

The black dragon has a huge physique, no matter how powerful a human being, in terms of strength alone, it is impossible to compare with the black dragon.

However, it is not the physique that makes human beings strong, but the intelligence, the tools they make.