Touching the steel plate that covered his entire chin, feeling the obvious dents on it, Nesario narrowed his eyes slightly. Looking at the translucent dark green giant fist that was clawed by its own claws, the black dragon fell into deep thought.

"It's ironic. ”

At the same time that the small black figure hovered in front of him, Nesario's scalp-tinging and terrifying voice slowly sounded, "At the moment when the curtain opened on the end of Azeroth, it was actually a demonic lackey standing in front of me. ”

The dragon's oppressive head shook slightly, and its massive steel jaw made short, continuous, sharp grinding sounds from the action.

"It's okay, we can wait a little longer, there are a lot of people in the audience who are bigger than me. Lanlos clasped his hands to his chest and shrugged his shoulders indifferently. Although opposite was a dragon king who was enough to make a sensation in the whole world, Nesario was not angry at his frivolity, on the contrary, he let out a slow, hoarse low laugh.

"Hehe, mortal, I just don't want such a young and promising life to die here. Otherwise, you're just a speck of dust in my eyes!"

Rumble!

With the thunderous roar of the dragon, the steel claws that were burned by the surging energy in the body were instantly tightened, and there was almost no ability to resist, and the King Kong fist was directly pinched and exploded.

The surging chaotic energy left scorched black marks on his hands, but compared to the scorching energy that churned in his body all the time, this pain was just a breeze.

"Destruction, or submission. ”

I don't know if it's because of the dragon that almost occupies most of the sky or what, Lanloth's eyes that linger with the fire of evil energy are extremely dim and profound.

"I don't have a choice. ”

Crazy!

A dull thunder faintly sounded in the sky, and an extremely oppressive feeling instantly invaded this dim land.

I saw the pitch-black demon raise a strangely shaped dagger, and the surging energy suddenly surged around him. The invisible storm fueled the chaotic fire around him, and purple-black colloidal tentacles stretched irregularly throughout his body. At the same time, a blood-like scarlet instantly crept into his eyes.

However, the right eyeball embedded in the Eye of Sargeras erupted with a seemingly small but extremely powerful green lightning bolt that directly forced it back.

Compared to the previous embarrassment, Lanlos with Salatas has entered a state of madness and despair from the surface, but it is obvious that he can feel that beneath this calm sea, the raging shadow of Pengbai is waiting to be called.

Raising his head, the fire of evil energy that was still burning in his eyes suddenly burst into flames, and Lanlos immediately waved his right arm forward, and in an instant, a wave of energy torrents set off a deafening howl in the air. He saw a shadow deeper than the night sky erupt from his hand, and in the blink of an eye, it formed a giant claw that covered the sky and the sun, and roared towards the black dragon.

Ignoring the oncoming claws, Nesario's eyes never left the winged demon. I don't know if it's an illusion, but a trace of pleasure gradually appeared on his face?

Bang!

Before the giant claws almost covered the door of the black dragon's face, the wide dragon wings flung up with one of Nesario's sideways movements, and with their extremely strong power, they directly shattered Magnus's palm, which was strengthened by both shadow and evil energy.

The chaotic energy was suddenly shattered and scattered like smoke and dust by the howling storm, and in the blink of an eye, the purple-black shadows that had dispersed had obscured most of the sky.

Now, even a fool can see Lanloth's intentions. However, with Nesario's brain, his reaction was far faster than he thought.

The orange-red light became brighter and brighter in the center of the dark sky, and only a terrifying hurricane howled, and the scorching lava breath tore the curtain of the sky like a huge savage palm.

Spreading his wings to pluck away the clouds, Nesario's increasingly excited expression was the first to appear. However, for only a moment, his expression and movements froze.

Boom......

The sound of a heart explosion sounded in my ears, and I could see from the unbearable incomprehension that the pitch-black demon was holding aloft the dark dagger that burned with purple-black flames.

Moreover, the eyeball in the middle of the dagger kept trembling and turning as if it was crazy, as if it could break free from the dagger at any time. The scarlet blood streaks became denser and denser, and in the blink of an eye, the entire eyeball had been dyed a disgusting color of blood.

'Hahaha!!The stars are falling, and the worlds do not exist!'

Salatas' maniacal laughter tormented Lanloth's perception like sharp fingernails tearing through his eardrums, and the latter gritted his teeth with all his might, pushing the shadow magic to open the door to the end of the world as he trembled violently.

After a moment's pause, an invisible torrent erupted with the eyeball as the center, engulfing the entire world in an instant.

Everything has lost its original color, and the whole world seems to be left with only black and gray. Only the eyeballs that were still fluttering, still the rich scarlet!

As if he felt his own 'difference', his blood-colored eyes trembled, and the scarlet color poured into the whole world like a wave. Everything is devoured, everything is impregnated.

But this is not the end, this is only the beginning of the nightmare.

Roar!

The spread of Crimson kicked off a dark prelude that killed all hope.

Azeroth was churning, wailing, the seven-headed god of darkness tearing the earth apart, obeying an ancient oath, greedily and hungrily sucking the essence of the world.

In the midst of the mountains, the Demon of a Thousand Throats broke through the shackles of the past, and countless huge mouths covered with fangs and blood erupted with howls that even the heavens and the earth could not bear. Countless voices, high and low, intertwine like an ode to the abyss in a chaotic and twisted way.

The mountains were toppled down, and the plains were not spared, twisted tentacles churning the earth, and countless eyeballs slowly rose in the laughter. Whether it's elves or trolls, or even plants, animals...... Everything that is theoretically 'alive' ceases to fear and tremble, and a familiar laugh emerges from their voices and movements, perfectly blending into the madness of the world.

At this moment, only the endless ocean is still calm. However, the deep sea under the gentle waves is terrifyingly dark. Like the night sky, more like an abyss. Faintly, grains of scarlet light flickered in the darkness. With the help of this faint light, I could barely see that something too large to measure was stretching its terrifying body beyond the imagination of mortals.

'The ruler of the old days will wake up, the Lord of the Immortals, and bring the nightmare of the whole day, and the eternal night will come, and the hope of life will be extinguished, and the end of the earth will destroy all the worlds......

Since he did not expect such a shocking effect from the arrival of darkness, coupled with the exhaustion and weakness of Fang Cai, he did not have time to recover, and Lanloth was temporarily relaxed, but he was unable to hold his mind. The nightmarish whispers grew more intense, more distorted, more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, constantly stirring up his emotions, quietly planting the seeds of despair and madness in his heart.

As if his head was about to explode, Lanlos covered his ears, but he still couldn't avoid the nightmare that was driving him mad even more.

"It's a desperate view. ”

The loud voice was not as low and tyrannical as it used to be, and the obvious helplessness contained a little vicissitudes and exhaustion, which quietly dispelled the dark chant in Lanloth's ears.

With a look of disbelief, the mage slowly raised his head and looked at the black dragon king who had just helped him.

As if the lava-filled eyes were quietly surveying all of this, Nessario's expression was very flat. Behind this blandness is the unmoving perseverance and determination, as well as the looming grief and sorrow.

Deathwing, the fallen guardian of the earth, the dragon king who brought catastrophe to the whole world, is actually mourning?

As if sensing something, Nesario slowly turned his head and looked at the mage's stunned appearance, and the black dragon's eyes became more and more gray. Then, the truth that Lanlos even doubted slowly came out of the other party's mouth.