All the populace of Stormwind could hear a hair-raising stabbing sound, even drowning out the tragic horn of the Road to Death. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Edward, the giant, armed with the Dragonlord Star Dagger, stabbed directly into the black dragon's body from the missing dragon scales, and began to stir brutally.

The sixth brand on the dragon king's star shines as the heavy sword ground stirs, and the blood of the black dragon crawls towards the brand like a poisonous snake, and lights up the brand of the power of the earth.

The battered Deathwing had realized the familiar sensation of the dragon's soul—the power that could make his soul tremble.

"Stop! Edward Lee, you don't know what you're doing!" Deathwing began to cry out hoarsely, his strength rapidly declining, and his life slowly passing through the wound on the back of the dragon's neck, the once formidable Deathwing sensed the arrival of death!

"Nesario, your sins are unforgivable, your soul is not worth saving, death is your only end!" Edward, who was like a lava giant, let out a sonorous voice, and although his voice was full of majesty, it caused all the people of Stormwind to cheer loudly when they realized that victory was coming.

"Listen to it!Nesario, listen to the cries of lowly mortals in your eyes!" Edward stirred the dragon king star Yao who pierced the back of the black dragon dragon's neck again, causing the struggling black dragon to howl miserably again, "No one will think that you should live, not even if you are sealed! You can only be like your title, become 'Deathwing'!"

"Kill me!You will surely become the target of all the Old Gods!You have ruined their plans for hundreds of years!" Deathwing's breath began to weaken, and the severe pain and loss of power took away his life force, allowing his struggle to gradually subside, and finally he was left with the strength to speak, "You will be endlessly cursed and corrupted by the Old Gods! You have to think clearly! Edward Lee, for the sake of this pathetic and weak world, for the sake of these ant-like weak but arrogant mortals! Is it worth it?"

"Hehe, this is your last word?" Edward laughed suddenly, his face covered with cracks and flames looking terrifying, "Then let them come!"

"Stormwind people, tell me how evil Deathwing deserves!"

"Kill him!"

"Hang his head on the gates of Stormwind!"

The crowd was indignant but excited, and Edward's loud questioning gave them a sense of being part of Deathwing's trial. At this time, the life and death of the invincible Deathwing are also in their hands.

"As you wish!"

Edward didn't give Deathwing any more time to survive, as he had already felt a wave of weakness coming over him, and he had to kill Deathwing and hang his head on the gate before he fell unconscious!

Edward the Giant once again began to stir the Dragonlord Star Shine, which pierced the back of the dragon's neck, and began to tear left and right with great force, completely ignoring the tentacles in the depths, and shattered a large number of essentia dragon scales.

Deathwing struggled violently at first, but soon fell silent, and the tentacles on his body gradually disappeared—the power of the Old Gods escaped from his body under the purification of the intense light of the Dragonlord Starlight. He held his dragon neck until he lay on the ground, his eyes full of evil and coldness gradually lost focus, but his tough eyelids never closed - until he died, he still had great unwillingness and resentment, he was unwilling to be defeated at the hands of a human!

When the evil spirit was completely dissipated by the light, the people of Stormwind erupted in even louder cheers. In the midst of this cheer, Edward finally severed Deathwing's head, along with his dragon's neck, and was held high by him.

"Now, I hang Deathwing's head above Stormwind as a warning to all evildoers who have endangered Azeroth!

"Evil will be defeated! Justice will live forever!"

"Evil will be defeated! Justice will live forever!"

Chanting Edward's slogans, the people followed the stumbling giant to the gates of Stormwind, where they watched as the great man hung the head of the black dragon on the gate, and then watched the giant fall in a burst of exclamation.

"Duke Boval, lead the men and horses to protect the teacher immediately!" Anduin, although his heart was extremely excited, but his concern for Edward told him that it was not the time to celebrate, and ordered, "Immediately gather all the priests and medical staff who remain in Stormwind City, and give the teacher all the best treatment!"

"Understood, Your Highness!" Bolval immediately took the order, personally led the men and horses to the fainted Edward, drew his weapon to guard it, and looked at the crowd around him with fierce eyes.

Edward, on the other hand, slowly transformed back into a mortal from the body of a giant in the eyes of everyone, and the lava skin on his body stopped the surging flames and gradually cooled down, and the cracks on his skin were slowly fading.

Ignoring the flames that had not yet cooled, Bolvar personally picked up Edward and shrouded himself in the Barrier of Light, running towards Stormwind Fortress.

When Bolval and Edward disappeared from the city gates, the crowd erupted in enthusiastic cheers again.

At a time when disaster was about to strike, they witnessed the triumph of justice. Edward Lee, the already famous pioneer of paladins, once again saved Stormwind - just as he fought for Stormwind.

At this moment, no one cared how Edward had won, nor did they care that Edward had become a lava giant. People will only praise him for his bravery in this battle, and praise his great exploits to everyone around him.

And the death of Deathwing made this cataclysm just begin and come to an end.

Deathwing is an agent of the Elder Gods, and his death will leave the powers of the Elder Gods without a primary outlet, and they are destined to cause no more harm.

The same goes for Twilight's hammer, Deathwing is their faith, and once their faith is destroyed, then the power of their evil beliefs will be greatly reduced, and their faith will collapse, and even seriously affect their morale!

Only the Elemental Lords are more troublesome, they are the Deathwing who was forcibly pulled to the plane and descended on Azeroth, they have a thirst and possessiveness for Azeroth, and this war may also be fought between the Azeroth coalition and the Elemental Lords.

But in any case, Edward could no longer help, his strength had been exhausted in five days of fierce battle, and it would take at least a month of cultivation.