Wen Lesa couldn't believe what she saw. When she and Luo Ning helped the Red Dragon Queen escape from the orcs, she had seen the fragments of the Red Dragon Egg. Later, when her husband was seeking knowledge of magic, he also showed her various dragon egg fragments, including the eggshell of a black dragon egg similar to this one. Although the eggs of the Black Dragon, which are of the same clan as Deathwing, are in the majority, there are also a large number of Red Dragon Eggs and some other Dragon Eggs that are not part of the Red Dragon and the Blue Dragon.

"Centuries......" she muttered to herself. "Yes, it must have taken centuries to ......"

Some abnormalities on the dragon egg piqued her interest, and she walked a few more steps to observe the dragon egg. They looked strangely swollen, their shells covered in tiny pustules.

Whatever the eggs contained, they were no longer the same baby dragons inside.

She couldn't help but shudder, but it wasn't because of these sharp and weird magic stalagmites. She knew that Deathwing had been trying to create a new, more terrifying dragon, and she knew how his children were doing the same. But while Nefarian and Onicia were concentrating on creating a new dragon, someone carefully and systematically used all kinds of deception to collect the dragon eggs, and made sure that his plan to create the evil dragon would go smoothly.

And with these dragon eggs, they are absolutely capable of sweeping away any force in Azeroth that dares to oppose them.

These terrifying sights were instantly swept away by the sound that came from not far from the hall. She clenched her axe and walked towards the source of the sound.

But when she got closer, all she saw was another bubbling pool of magma. This magma pool is large and seems to be able to row a little restrained in it. She began to check the edge of the pool, looking for anyone who might be nearby. Even though it bubbled from time to time, she knew she could never equate what she had just done with the noise.

The head of a giant monster poked out of the middle of the lava pool, and the heat of the lava gilded it a blinding orange. It opened its reptilian mouth.

"Won-Win Lessa," it asked harshly.

With a roar, it lunged at Winlessa. Because the steaming dragon, which weighed several tons, threw lava at her, and she immediately retreated. She continued to retreat, surprised by the dragon's sheer size. She had rarely seen the true form of the dragon he had saved the Red Dragon Queen with him, Clyostraz.

Clay Ostraz?

The steaming lizard fell on her. Because he was much bigger than she expected. She turned around and ran.

His shadow hung over her, and she knew she was running too slowly, so she was ready to follow up on the dragon that fell toward her.

But Clay Ostraz didn't press on top of her. Claostraz didn't fall on top of her, in fact he fell not far behind her.

She was so frightened that she didn't even dare to turn her head back.

Crassus collapsed on the edge of the lava pool. Steaming all over his body. His pale skin was now as red as charcoal, and his body had burned through the stone and into the ground. But his hooded robes were strangely shiny as new. But since it's made of the dragon's magic, it's no surprise that it's stronger than normal clothing.

After calming down a little, she ran to him. Luckily, it was still breathing, although it was motionless.

But. But she couldn't wake him up. Not knowing what to do, Winlessa was ready to see how hot his body really was. It was much warmer than usual, but not enough to burn her.

She carefully lifted Crassus, who had fallen to the ground, and dragged him to a bulging rock on the ground. After helping Crassus up and sitting down, she began to think about what to do next.

Crassus opened her eyes, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Win-Winlessa?Windranger," he said, squirming. "I don't want you here......" he coughed, looking old and weak. “...... But it's great to meet you, even though it's not a good place to meet friends right now. ”

"I didn't expect to meet you. But," she replied, "evil grows here, and who but you can sweep away the evil here?"

"You—you and Ronin—have given too much, kid. He continued, despite her objections. "Also, it's different from other places. He narrowed his eyes. "Do you know what's going on here in Grimbaatar?"

"It's enough to confuse people's minds, a shocking conspiracy. When Crassus's pain stopped, she immediately looked at him with concern, wondering what this qiē "Crassus...... Who hurt you like this?"

"I've been to a place of purgatory, and I don't want to talk about it again. I managed to escape from somewhere, but it almost tore me in half. I can still remember walking through that prison-like mountain...... Those rocks in the mountains ......"

He described as briefly as possible his perilous moment of escaping the magical trap: how he used his wild powers to make an unplanned rampage. At that time, his body seemed to be connected to the mountains. In the end, he managed to make it out by relying on his powerful magic.

"All I can do is get myself into this nearest hall. In dragon form, I struggled frantically, breaking from cave to cave without any plan. I need a place to rejuvenate, a hot place. It's that the closest place I can perceive looks so small. But. I didn't have a choice. I fled here. In order to pass through these narrow passages, I changed back to my current form......"

He didn't care about what was around him, and his terrified mind now knew that even though the lava pools didn't look that hot, boiling magma was tumbling inside. Normally, even dragons don't jump straight into the lava. If he stayed in there for a little longer, he might have been burned to death. However, in such a moment of crisis, he can only recover faster if he enters it. With the help of his magic, the extremely high temperature of the lava will allow him to regain his magic power extremely quickly.

"But when I came out of the lava, I learned of their plot. I had so much that I hadn't done before, and I had almost stayed too long. I let out two roars as secretly as I could to summon my friends. I expect someone else, whether it's the dwarf or the Draenei—"

"Elidy?"

His eyebrows were curled in amazement. "Aha? You've seen her already. Yes. She wanted to accomplish two nearly impossible tasks, she wanted to rescue or kill a Void Dragon—"

"Yes...... Then reclaim from a Blood Elf the staff he had obtained by killing her companion. Even though the lava pool next to her was now scorching, Winlessa's expression looked grim. "I'm going to kill Zeendari myself, no one else can ......"

He looked at her face meaningfully. "It's just a personal grudge between you and him, I don't want to know why, but it's very naïve for you to think like this. ”

"You're not in a position to comment on this," she said. replied coldly. Then he looked at the dragon eggs, "What do you think these are? Deathwing's leftovers, or his own children?"

"It's not...... These are the bonds of Nefarian and Onexia's mother. This is a deep emotional ...... that I respect and fear. She had gone to great lengths to collect the dragon eggs, and in order to carry out her sordid plans, she had corrupted them one by one with the fallen relics, the Demon Spirits! After our tribe abandoned the Cursed Lands, how much effort did she explicit to transport these hoodoos to Grimbaatar.

"You don't think she's fully deployed here?"

"She-she's not going to be able to do all the evil things here without being noticed by our guards here. No, Sinestella has only recently arrived in this forsaken land. But she must have been here for a long time. ”

He tried to get up as hard as he could, and Winlessa immediately ran to help him, for he was so weak that he looked like he might fall down again at any moment. "Thank you, thank you. I feel so much better now, even though I never wanted to go through it again. These guards from afar, Deathwing, are a vital part of life, no matter what form of fire they take, and that gives me the right to do so. He glared at the eggs. "And, as a servant of life. The existence of these wicked and twisted things is a mockery of life—"He casts spells on these twisted eggs. These ugly things fill me with anger, and I will destroy this hall without remorse.

Wen Leisa looked at him in surprise. Fear that he will lose control from his rage. She could feel that she hated him. She left Luo Ning and her two children because of official duties, so that Zeendari took advantage of Luo Ning's carelessness to abduct her children. For her, even if the cave was razed, he still selfishly hoped that he would at least protect his family first.

But Crassus shook his head helplessly. "No, I can't do that yet. This will only allow Sinestella to continue her evil plans. She had captured the Void Dragon and had created a monster. He might find another blue or red dragon that represents magic and life to enhance the monster's terrifying power. ”

"Why did she do this? he already had red dragon eggs and stole other dragon eggs from other dragons, even the rarest blue dragon eggs. He just needs to raise them. ”

"Raising them will be in more trouble, and there's a good chance she'll need a grown dragon. It will take a lot of time to meet her expectations. Sinestella is patient, but her time is not infinite. Moreover, she had to wait a long time to breed several generations of baby dragons before this qiē was ready," he smiled. It seems to have figured something out, "There are relatively few dragon eggs of other races,...... These are certainly more important to them. ”

"All of this is done by a dragon?"

"It may seem like a lot, but it's the result of hundreds of years of collection......" he shook his head. "How long did it take Deathwing and his bloodline to prepare for these horrific things......?

Wen Lesa shivered a little. "Do we need to destroy them all one by one? and then we'll be together—"

"It's going to take too long. I'm still very weak, kid. And I'm wondering why not ......" Crassus cast a spell farther into the cavern, "If I'm right, we can go this way." ”

Still wondering what had aroused so much interest to the mage, Winlessa Winlessa helped him think of the direction he was pointing. And as soon as they left the vicinity of the egg, the heat of the lava pool rushed to Winlesa, so hot, so intense. She couldn't even breathe herself.

The area has a crimson glow, and the lava pool is now only used for lighting. Although she had always trusted Crassus in the past, this time he didn't know exactly where he would take her.

The cloaked mage spoke suddenly, "Okay......" he gasped, "we're close to our destination now." ”

"Close to what?"

But Crassus didn't explain, and walked straight to something. Despite the elf's good eyesight, Winlessa stumbled a few steps before she could see where he was going.

At first, the lights were faint, golden light, making it difficult to discern their substance. The light came from inside a room with a side door, and this room could only enter one person at a time through the crack next to it. They will eventually enter this room.

Crassus hesitated, "I'll go first...... You have to keep up. I can't know exactly what is here, and I don't know if I can fully guarantee your safety.

"What is this?"

He looked back at her as she was about to pass through. "One of my nightmares......"

When he said that, Crassus disappeared into the room. Knowing that Crassus would never exaggerate things, Winlesa followed him. With something in her mind that might come across, she slid her back against the stone and slipped through the hole.

"It's exactly what I feared," Crassus whispered, staring at something lying in front of her, "and it meant a lot, especially to her. ”

Even as he spoke, his legs could not stand. Winlessa jumped up to him to help him.

The dragon mage cursed viciously, and Winlessa had never heard him utter such vulgar and vicious words. She could see the pain on his face, and she knew he was in great pain.

Her gaze turned to a platform carved out of very strange stone. Above him was the source of the light, its strange shape that she recognized as a terrifying treasure.

"I have a little piece of it," Crassus gasped. "Later, I found another fragment of it. I haven't seen the rest, and I don't need to be afraid...... However, only Deathwing's spouse has the determination and perseverance to dream of remaking this fallen artifact, the Demon Souls ......" (to be continued.) )