"Artillery troops, listen to my orders, fire!" The King of Wa was extremely calm.

The guns, which had already been loaded, were fired by professional operators aimed at Onexia.

All the guns were fired at the same time, and all the special shells were fired at Onexia. Onexia was unprepared, and the narrow space here did not allow her to dodge effectively. Only one shell missed, and all the others hit Onexia. Some cannonballs hit her tail, blasting the swept tail back, and more shells hit her, blasting Onexia's body to pieces.

Of course, because of the limited space in the passage, even if the front and rear rows are staggered, the number of artillery pieces does not exceed 10.

Of course, Onexia wanted to fight back, but at this moment, Gianna and Egwen, two archmages of Azeroth, teamed up to weave a powerful magic shield in front of everyone, blocking Onexia's attack.

However, it was at this time that Onexia showed her prowess as a legendary dragon.

Why are Onexia and her brother Nefarian, who are also descendants of the Five Guardian Dragons, more powerful than the other dragons, and entered the legendary level earlier?

Because they have fallen, corrupted by the whispers of the Elder Gods, and have gained powers that do not belong to the guardian dragons. This dark force strengthens their bodies and strengthens their magic.

What they are best at now is not only dragon magic, but also ...... Dark magic!

"Fear, lowly human, reptile of the earth, eternal ant!" Onexia let out a low roar, and a terrifying spiritual magic swept through the entire lair, and no living creature could isolate the interference of this spiritual magic, and a strong fear arose in their hearts.

Even Gianna was affected, and the magic shield she and Egwene had teamed up to weave was destroyed and canceled for her own reasons, and everyone after them was attacked by fear, more or less becoming scared and frightened, and those weak-willed warriors even turned around and ran.

These are the elites of Stormwind and Theramore, but how can they resist the dark magic of the legendary dragons?

And the members of the Brotherhood of Defia, the former members of the Masons' Guild, who followed Van Cleef, their willpower was not even comparable to that of the elite soldiers of Stormwind, and almost half of them fled.

The warriors fled, the archers fled, the musketeers fled, and even the mages fled quite a bit. After all, those mages were all selected by Gianna from among the people of the human kingdom who had fled to them, and they did not have a very strong will.

On the contrary, the priests and paladins whose hearts were filled with extremely firm faith in the Holy Light, although their faces were pale and their hearts were tormented, but none of them escaped.

Berval, Marshal Windsor, Browl, Valera, and Sean were all affected, but they managed to contain the fear in their hearts.

The formation is in disarray.

The gentle king of tiles was also afraid.

Only the brave and fearless King Wa never had any fear in his heart, and nothing in the world could make him afraid, because he was the man that the wolf god Godlin fancied, and he was a fearless warrior with the spirit of the wolf god.

"Onexia! You must die today! ”

The king of the tile starts with a jump slash.

He won't show mercy to Onexia.

He wields the Ancient Night Elf Sword, which is enchanted by Gianna and has the ability to damage the legendary Black Dragon.

Varian's fighting skills have reached the point of perfection, which in fact almost no one can compare to him. Although he is a little worse than the real King Varian because of his split, it is precisely because of the loss of his gentle side that he has become more courageous.

"Varian, you will die today, and I will be the true king of Stormwind! I will have a kingdom of my own! ”

Onexia pounced on her wings and nearly hit the tile king. But the Wa King's Excalibur pierced her wings.

It was at this time that the unexpected happened.

Once again, Onexia cast her dark magic.

This time it is no longer fear magic, but a chaos magic, which is also a magic for the spiritual level, which directly affects the soul and can make people insane, causing negative emotions such as evil, hatred, anger, and sadness hidden in the depths of the heart, and then amplifying these emotions.

It's terrible magic, and it has no effect on noble souls who are determined and righteous in their hearts, but it is terrible for those who have fallen into darkness, or who are now hiding these negativity deep down.

The elite warriors of Stormwind, the powerful mages of Dalaran, their elite and powerful, lie in their strength, not in their hearts.

They also have contradictions with each other. And these contradictions erupted at this time.

"Why do you pay more than me?"

"Why are you in a higher position than me?"

"You once sued me in front of your superiors, don't think I don't know!"

"I had an experiment that needed a magic material, and I exchanged my precious knowledge with you, but you didn't, causing my magic to fail!"

All kinds of negative emotions, all exploded.

Some even pointed the finger at the masters of Stormwind and Theramore.

"Varian! Why are you the king! Just because you have the blood of the royal family in your veins? You are hot-tempered and reckless, and you are not qualified to be the king of the kingdom of Azeroth! ”

"Gianna! You think you're righteous? Those orcs have killed my loved ones, my friends! But you speak for them! ”

Both Varian and Gianna's faces were a little ugly.

They had no idea that chaos was happening from their side.

Of course, they couldn't just fight back and kill their subordinates, because they were all under the influence of Onexia's dark magic.

But at least, they know one thing.

They are not as great and noble as the crowd shouts, nor are they embraced by all as they think. In fact, there are too many people who are dissatisfied with them.

Varian and Gianna are overwhelmed.

Everyone is struggling to cope.

None of them noticed that a dark figure had silently vanished, holding a brutal barb smeared with poison in his hand.

That's Van Cleef.

Van Cleef used to be an amazing man who loved what he did, proud and focused.

But then a tragic incident took away all this.

His heart began to be filled with sadness and hatred.

He hated Stormwind and King Varian.

Although he was moved by Sean's words, he recognized who the real enemy was, but the anger and hatred in his heart for Stormwind and King Varian did not diminish much.

He would have been able to suppress and hide, or at least control himself.

But under the influence of Onexia's dark magic, he can no longer control himself.

He dived into the darkness and launched an attack on King Varian.

The target of his attack was the brave King of Wa, because he hated him more than the gentle King of Wa.

No one thought that he would attack at this time.

So no one was guarded against it.

There is only one exception.

Well, not a person, but a blood elf.

High-ranking Blood Elf Assassin, Valera Sangunar.