Rumble!

The wings that covered the sky and the sun spread out, and a loud noise as if the sky was falling set off a raging hurricane, accompanied by a deafening roar, and the smoke and dust in the sky were torn to pieces???. ．r?a?n?w?e?na`

The black dragon's body was constantly spewing scorching flames, and even in such a raging wind, it was still burning fiercely, like a huge meteor falling from the sky, and it was speeding straight towards the much smaller red figure.

"Stand back!"

Alexstrasa's gentle face, which had been polite just now, instantly became gloomy, and he threw it behind him despite Wen Lesa's screams.

While Crassus caught the elf with a panicked face, the Red Dragon Queen struggled to spread her wings, and the powerful storm actually forced Crassus, who was a legendary red dragon, to retreat.

"Wait!"

Spreading his wings and hovering in the air, Crassus immediately called out anxiously for his beloved, but in the face of the menacing world destroyer, the red dragon king, even though tired and weak, still fearlessly charged forward.

Roar!

With a deafening howl that was distinct but intertwined and collided, the next moment, two equally shining beams of hot breath streaked across the sky in a straight scarlet trajectory, quickly closing in, and finally colliding together.

Airplanes!

His brain was dizzy, and Crassus's eyes were bloodshot, and all that was left in his ears was a sharp buzz like a pinprick.

The sky, like the sun falling, the dazzling light seems to engulf everything under the heavenly dome.

Reaching out to hide his face, the elven mage raised his head and quietly stared with a deep gaze at the bright light that pierced through the smoke to illuminate the ruins below the mountain.

After a long time, the light finally dimmed, and the mage sighed imperceptibly.

Crash!

There was a sudden sound of gravel sliding behind him, but although it seemed very abrupt in this barren ruin, the mage did not mention mental vigilance, and his gray eyes seemed to be a cold machine without the slightest emotion.

Seeing the familiar but extremely unfamiliar back turn his head, Melrose couldn't help but feel a thrill, and immediately raised his hands, accompanied by a soft sound, and the purple arcane array instantly shone in his palm.

"Who are you?"

This question set off a little wave in Lan Luos's cold eyes. After a brief silence, the mage shook his head, "Didn't you just look for me, Melrose?"

"yes, but, I'm not sure it's you?" the dwarf didn't let his guard down, his gaze slowly moving down, and a flash of surprise and hatred flashed in his clever little eyes.

Following the other party's gaze to his hand, Lan Luo raised the strange dagger that was as black as ink, and the gelatinous dark purple unknown object was wrapped around it, which seemed to be still faintly wriggling, and the constantly rolling eyeballs at the gauntlet made goosebumps fall to the ground. This dagger as a whole presents an inexplicable hideousness and fear.

Blade of the Dark Empire of Saratas

legend

dagger

+2 per PERCEPTION

Charisma +8

Madness: Follow the will of the old gods, burst out with the power of the void and devour everything, gaining great power in a short time. Accumulate 20% Frenzy every minute, and when you reach 100% Frenzy Max, you will die a tragic death.

Void Torrent: Channel a torrent of Void energy into the target's body, or release it directly in an indiscriminate range, dealing massive damage, emptying the Frenzy and instantly removing the Madness.

Darkness Descends: Open the gates of the Dark Empire and plunge everyone within its reach into the abyss.

Whispers of Darkness: Saratas whispers dark words in your ear, giving you secret knowledge and making your shadow spells more powerful.

'Eternal Night, Coming ......'

Although the Sagritan Keystone was able to enumerate the details of Saratas due to its soul binding, as a powerful artifact from the Dark Void, the indescribable nature of the Shadow still made it impossible for the Keystone to give more accurate data.

At present, in addition to helping yourself unload the heavy burden of being crazy, it doesn't seem to be an exaggerated improvement. As for the stat bonus, as a pure weapon, Saratas' stat bonus only takes effect when using Shadow. Lanloth is currently mainly studying arcane arts, and there are too many uncertainties in shadow magic, and he is reluctant to use it unless necessary.

Then again, this darkness is coming, and the introduction given is too hasty, right?

"Why, nothing more to say?" As the mage was immersed in the dark secrets that kept pouring into his brain, the increasingly nervous dwarf quietly took a step forward, looking like he was ready to attack at any moment.

While Melrose was concerned about Melrose's extreme wariness and even hatred for the Shadows, it wasn't the right time.

Rumble!

A series of loud noises pierced through the mountains and echoed through the ruins below, and Lan Luoston frowned fiercely.

"Melrose, we don't have time to waste. After speaking, the mage didn't wait for the dwarf to react, raised his foot and stepped on it, and the dark green flames enveloped his body, and the whole person instantly took off under the impetus of a powerful force.

Seeing this, countless elusive thoughts flashed in Melrose's dripping round eyes, and after a brief pause, he folded his hands, and the arcane array that collided together instantly recombined into another spell. With a wisp of wind lifting his body, he flew slowly towards the hole above.

Wow!

The force propelled the massive body to slide far off the ground, large swaths of the trees crushed to pieces, and the splashes of dirt obscured the bright red scales on her body. From above, it looks like a hideous scar has been dug out in the middle of a verdant wetland.

The black wings were not only windy, but also whistling flames and smoke, and Deathwing stared at Alexstaza, who was lying in the mud with a deep contempt in his crazy scarlet eyes.

"Now you're vulnerable. Nesario's devastating voice echoed through the scorching storm, "Still, you've done me a great favor, and in return, I'll give you a treat." ”

The wings that covered the sky and the sun spread violently, and the black dragon was about to dive down when another bright red color suddenly broke into his sight.

"Young man......" Nessario's voice carried a hint of mockery, "you should learn to control you before you stand in my way, fear." ”

As soon as the words fell, a huge black shadow fell from the sky, completely occupying Crassus's violently trembling eyes in an instant.

Bang!

After a brief whistling, a deafening loud noise turned into visible ripples, and even the surrounding clouds and mist were directly lifted. Sunlight shone through the cracks opened by this force, bringing a little warmth and hope in this dim apocalyptic scene.

Crassus froze, and immediately looked at the mountains below when he saw the giant fist of evil energy that was almost embedded in the steel plate of Deathwing's jaw. Sure enough, a small dark green figure slowly leaned over.

"Lanloth!" poking her head out from between the red dragon's fingers, Winlesa's face was full of uncontrollable surprise and excitement as her messy silver hair was topped.

In the face of her enthusiasm, the mage just nodded slightly.

"Wipe the cold sweat from your forehead, Crassus. Although it was an inappropriate joke, in such a situation, it still gave the red dragon a lot of psychological comfort.

It's weird, it looks like you're the stronger one, right?

Isn't it?

Looking at the black demon in front of him who was constantly overflowing with pitch-black colloidal energy, Crassus inexplicably felt a strong and deadly depression. It's like being pressed down by a high mountain, and even breathing subconsciously becomes cautious.

This intense despair is so familiar......

Almost reflexively, Crassus looked in disbelief at the black dragon that covered the sky and the sun.

"Don't be stupid, I can't buy much time, if I haven't supported ...... The master won't play. ”

It's not that I don't play, but I really can't afford to play.

Lanloth turned his head and looked gloomily at the black dragon above who was temporarily dragged in his way by the Vajra Fist.

"We can ...... together"

"I need you to keep her safe. Looking at the pale elf girl, Lanlos sighed silently in his heart. This little girl can be regarded as having fallen into blood mold for eight lifetimes, and the first time she left Quel'Thalas's assignment, she encountered this kind of big battle that is rare in 10,000 years, and she was not so frightened that she cried and grabbed the ground.

"Try to stay away, I can't promise you won't hurt the innocent. The deep voice couldn't hear the slightest exaggeration, Lan Luo raised his hand and took away the disc that the girl was still holding in his arms, without giving this person any time to react, he directly spread his wings and galloped towards the black dragon.

The Redemption of Azeroth

The Redemption of Azeroth