"Huh?"

On the top floor of the Temple of Dragon's Sleep, Malygos, who was bored because of Ysera's indifference, suddenly raised his head, and looked into the distance with doubts between his eyebrows.

Hearing this, Ysera, who was trying to communicate with Alexstasa through the magic of the Temple of Dragon's Sleep, slowly opened her eyes: "Did you find anything?"

Malygos was silent for a long time, and slowly shook his head: "No, it's nothing. ”

After all these years of communication, Ysera certainly knew that he was hiding it, but she also knew that Malygos was the wisest and most thoughtful guardian dragon of them all. Since he chose to avoid talking about it, he naturally had his reasons.

Isera didn't dwell on it, slowly closed her eyes, and continued to try to communicate with Alexstasa.

Just as the sleeper thought, Malygos found something. To be precise, it is to perceive a familiar smell.

It's like the breath that has quietly spread in the Well of Eternity since not long ago.

"There is movement in the lower Holy Land teleportation magic, I'll go and see it first. ”

Looking out at the snowfields outside the temple, Malygos saw through the snow, vaguely catching a thin figure, and he didn't know what was in mind, his face flashed with fleeting amusement, and he turned to greet Ysera, and then straightened up.

Before the sleeper could respond, the magic array on the platform was activated, and a brilliant magical aura enveloped him in the blink of an eye.

Soon, Malygos' massive body disappeared onto the top platform, and Ysera's brow furrowed slightly, then quickly let go.

In Azeroth, the only people who can threaten the guardian dragons are the Titan Guardians, who have not appeared for a long time. She didn't need to worry too much about anything.

On the lower floor of the temple, the bright magical glow in front of Malygos's eyes quickly faded, and he immediately looked around, and after not finding the figure that was interesting to him, he nodded to the respectful dragonmen and dragonbeasts. Just as he was about to ask, in the huge door in front of him, which seemed to be charred, an ancient and thick aura quickly spread to the entire hall with the appearance of the huge body.

Looking at the familiar face that he hadn't seen for a long time, Malygos put away his doubts a little and let out a hearty laugh: "Brother, you are here. ”

The obsidian-like scales were densely distributed throughout the body, glowing with a metallic sheen in the light of the hall lights, and the thick and powerful horns extended from the end of the jaw and the top of the head to the back, faintly glowing with a red streamer like lava.

Unlike the mystery of Malygos and the serenity of Ysera, the black dragon, who was significantly much stronger than the two, had no flowing mane, but most of the scales on his chin, throat, and eyebrows stretched out like spikes. Against the backdrop of this inexplicable palpitating appearance, those eyes as hot as flames, as if they had been tempered by a thousand sharp weapons, made the power comparable to the mountains sweep the earth unscrupulously.

King of the Black Dragon, Guardian of the Earth, Nessario.

"Are you greeting me, Malygos?" "As soon as he walked out of the portal to the Holy Land, he saw the face of the weaver, and Nesario showed a hint of surprise obviously, "It's really strange. ”

"Ahh ”

"Really?" Nessario's seemingly hideous face actually showed a faint smile, raised his shiny and sharp claws, and pointed at the platform under Malygos, "Then you must have been dancing here all along, right?"

The weaver was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly lowered his head, only to realize that the magic aura on the platform had not had time to dissipate at this time, and reflected on his body, reflecting a brilliant blue-purple light.

was debunked by the other party, Malygos didn't feel ashamed at all, but scratched his chin thoughtfully: "Well, good idea, let's come together?"

Nesario chuckled and shook his head silently. He had known Malygos since ancient times, and although he was not so good-tempered as the other guardian dragons that made the others fearful, Malygos never showed fear or embarrassment in front of him.

This has been the case since ancient times.

Looking at his old friend who hadn't changed for many years, Nesario's burning eyes glowed with a faint and inexplicable brilliance.

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Call!

His vision distorted, and as the soles of his feet felt the touch of stepping on the ground, the momentary dizziness quickly subsided, and Lanlos let out a long sigh of relief.

Fang Cai's situation was so urgent that he didn't have a chance to carefully discern where the vague familiarity came from in the deep and mysterious coercion that seemed to be the infinite starry sky. But he knew very well that the only existence that could make his current self feel like this was the immortal guardian dragon.

Although he didn't do anything to threaten Azeroth and the dragons, after all, he was a thief, and the time for the dragon's transformation technique was short, so if the guardian dragon found out......

Let's just say that Senagos, the old dragon who has no quarrel with the world, hates Matri so much for the transformed dragon, he doesn't think that the guardian dragon will be so kind to let him go.

In desperation, Lanlos had no choice but to break into the lava-like portal to the Holy Land with a fierce force.

Of course, he knew where the door led, and for that reason, almost as soon as he stepped out of the portal, he tore open all the magic scrolls related to camouflage stealth, while clutching the illusion camouflage cloak in his hand.

It is precisely because of this that his intrusion has hardly attracted the attention of any living beings.

In front of him, there was a huge cavern, and although there was no light or magic illumination, the cave was not dark at all.

The scorched earth undulates in the cavern like a black mountain hidden deep underground, and at the same time, the low-lying ravines are almost all flowing with scorching red lava, like a boiling red river, and from time to time you can see flames and billowing smoke rising into the sky.

The top of the extremely open cave is covered by the thick smoke that has accumulated all year round, and the whole view looks like the mountains and the earth are burning, reflecting the dark clouds of the sky in a dark red.

The holy place in front of me did not give people a sense of sacredness as it literally, but on the contrary, it was a kind of disaster and power that weighed on the heart as if it affected the whole world, and it was breathless.

The blue dragon hiding in the shadows, his heartbeat became more and more intense, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

As soon as he passed through the portal, he felt a narrowness that was completely different from the atmosphere of the door, like a crowded bus, which made him breathless and dizzy. Coupled with the shocking scene in front of him, he subconsciously ignored the abnormality that was quietly sprouting in his body.

And as he came out of his initial distraction, he finally realized that what teleportation channel was crowded and narrow, what environmental impact was not, but his body, spontaneously, resonated with the heaviness revealed by this area.

His senses began to change, the earth shook, the sky burned, and his body wailed......

Ho!

The blue dragon opened his mouth, but the sound that followed made him feel a palpitation in his own heart. Cracked and hoarse, as if burned by a raging fire, roasted by billowing smoke.

What shocked him even more was that as the burden from the earth became heavier and heavier, a red glow like lava appeared irregularly between the originally blue scales on his body. It's like there's a flame in his body that is rapidly expanding, and it's about to burn him to ashes from the inside out.

Airplanes!

The light green streamer full of life breath suddenly bloomed from the center of his eyebrows, and quickly flowed out, as if he was caressed by a pair of warm and soft big hands, and Lan Luos's tense muscles couldn't help but relax. Even the burning pain of being burned by the smoke and fire just now subsided.

The blue dragon leaned on the mountain rocks on the side, panting heavily, and it took a while to recover his senses. Slowly opening his eyes, the blue dragon's slightly dim eyes were not doubtful, but full of helplessness and melancholy.

This is the pain from the world, the curse from Deathwing, and the boundless hatred of the guardians of the earth.

And here, it is the Obsidian Sanctuary, the duty and breeding place of the black dragon, and the source of the pain and hatred of the guardians of the earth.

The resentment that came from him, as soon as Lanloth set foot on this land, exploded, and for a moment broke free from the appeasement of the Oath of Life.

Fortunately, the Life Bound Oath-Bound who regained the power of the guardian dragon quickly suppressed this infinite hatred.

Lanloth was now cowering in the shadows of the rocks, his stealth and camouflage spells had been dissipated by the turmoil of the square, and he looked limp and gasped. It's not because of the fleeting pain, but the reason behind it.

Grimbaatar, the visions of Deathwing being dragged into the Dark Empire, witnessed him cast such a real and powerful nightmare of despair, and the Guardian of the Earth poured the power of his tormented bloodline into him.

However, this power carries the pain and wailing of the whole world, and a mere mortal in Lanlos cannot feel any other deep meaning except to be overwhelmed by this pain. Now, a familiar scene is playing out again, in this place of pain, his soul seems to be carried into the burning depths of the earth by the power of the guardian of the earth.

He saw, saw the dark and twisted tentacles of the Elder God penetrate the mountains and trenches, penetrate the surface of the earth to the heart of the world, saw the sleeping star soul tormented by the tentacles, saw Azeroth, the nightmare of the darkness.