Knocking out all the life force infused by Taran and his own power at once, Sarean temporarily fell into a state of weakness and could not move, and could only grasp the scales of Deathwing's open back, barely staying afloat.

Deathwing, whose body was rapidly bursting, knew that something was wrong, and turned around and fled without even letting out a cruel word, and before leaving, he endured the pain and finally spewed out a large piece of lava dragon breath to block the pursuit of the other dragon kings.

Fearless of death, Malygos forced his way through the dragon's breath, ignoring the burning wounds on his body and biting at the back of the frantically fleeing Deathwing.

The two massive dragonlords chased after each other in the city passages of Grimbaatar, and Sarjan was dragged away feebly on Deathwing's back.

Valeera: "??? ”

“…… No way? Alexstrasa, let's chase! ”

Deathwing, whose sanity was being eroded by whispering, had no time to care about Sarren, and only instinctive thoughts of running away remained.

The two dragon kings, who were also in a semi-crazy state, scuffled all the way and rushed out of Grimbaatar one after another.

Elgoth and Crassus, who were watching the wind outside the door, didn't react at all, and the two shadows, one black and one blue, were entangled and flew away quickly to the west.

Elgoth: "...... What's the situation? Didn't leave Deathwing? ”

"Aang!"

From the depths of Grimbaatar came the roar of an angry dragon, the crimson firelight illuminating the dark, abandoned city, and the screams of the orcs in the night.

Watching the Red Dragon Queen vent her long-held anger inside Grimbaatar, Valeera, Winresa, and Ronin, who were still in place, glanced at each other.

Luo Ning scratched his red hair uncertainly: "This is considered a completed task, right?" ”

Valeera's expression was a little glazed, still staring in the direction where Deathwing had disappeared.

"What about Sarren?"

Wen Lesa shook her head with a wry smile: "Hung on the back of Deathwing and taken away...... Hope others are okay. ”

……

The Sarean man was fine, but his situation was dangerous.

Deathwing and Malygos, who you chased and fled, had come to the skies of the Endless Sea, still tightly intertwined and torn apart.

Already in a weakened state, Sarjan was unable to hold on, and was thrown off his back by the tumbling Deathwing, falling through the clouds and falling down.

[Fortunately, this is on the sea, as long as you adjust your posture into the water, it shouldn't be a big problem with Xiao Sa's physical fitness. 】

【…… Excuse me, but it doesn't seem like the sea is down there. 】

As the barrage says, after passing through the clouds, Salian was speechless and saw an island with a large area below.

With his current landing trajectory, if nothing else, there is a high probability that he will land on this island.

Ah, this ...... How is an archipelago? 】

[It's over! If you fall so high, you will die and die! 】

[Calm down, it's already going to be cold anyway, let's first analyze what kind of place this island is. 】

[Hey! It's too much! 】

Salian has long been accustomed to gloating about the barrage, in fact, he is not panicking much now.

After a period of buffering, Sarren's state began to slowly recover under the catalysis of a strong life force.

Even if you don't think about anything else, you can make sure you don't fall to your death by taking a heroic leap before you hit the ground.

The dragonization state on Sarren's body has been basically lifted, and only a few golden dragon scales remain on his chest and vest.

Ever since he took on his dragon form, Saljan had an indescribable itch on his back that made him feel very uncomfortable, as if something was about to move.

'Is it ......'

Saljan, who had fallen at high speed, groaned for a moment.

'Give it a try, and if it doesn't work, there's a heroic leap to build the foundation. ’

Mobilizing the life force that was gradually recovering, Salian concentrated them all on the itch behind his back.

"Drink!"

"Whoa!"

With Sarean's hoarse roar, the lining of his back and leather armor were torn from within, and a pair of small fleshy wings covered in golden scales slowly unfurled.

【it!】 Wing! 】

[Heifer flies, it's awesome! 】

[Grass, the previous analysis brother will stop for a while, and you will ask a question in front of the cool of the Sarian Society. 】

The wings were very unfamiliar body parts to the High Elves, and Salian did not know how to control their movements precisely, so he could only barely adjust the angle to glide.

According to the analysis of the barrage, Deathwing fled in the direction of the maelstrom, and eighty percent planned to hide in the Deep Rock Continent in advance to heal his wounds, and by the way, build a new set of stronger armor.

There are three archipelagos between the wetlands and the maelstrom, namely Zandala, the Broken Isles, and Kurtilas.

From the flight angle and distance, the island at the foot of Salian should be the closest to the mainland, Kurtiras, the territory of the sea kingdom among the seven kingdoms of mankind.

This conclusion relieved Sarean.

Kurtilas is the territory of the Alliance, and it is better to fall into the troll lair of Zandalara.

To know...... The Zendalar trolls also lost a lot of Loa in the Troll Wars more than 2,000 years ago, and they have no less hatred for the High Elves than for the forest trolls.

Gliding down slowly, Sarean even had time to choose a landing spot.

According to the barrage's instructions, he intends to land directly outside the capital city of Belarles, in the middle of the Tiragad Strait.

But when Salian descended to a certain height, lightning and thunder suddenly thundered over the Kurtilas Islands, and strong winds blew.

"It's ......"

Saléan immediately raised his alert, and he sensed some kind of will of unknown origin, as if someone was secretly manipulating this strange celestial phenomenon.

The storm pushed Salian off its intended gliding trajectory and forced him to descend into the western part of the Tiragad Strait, a gloomy forest filled with ominous aura.

[Uh~ Here, it seems to be Drusva, right? 】

[That's right, Vikreth, one of the four great families of Kul Tiras, is here to guard against a powerful enemy that has disappeared from history - Resolute. 】

Saljan: "Droust? What is that? How come I've never heard of it? ”

As a child, Sallian listened to Julian tell many stories and read some history books himself.

He really didn't remember the strange name of Droucester.

[That's a long story.] 】

[In simple terms, the Druster is a transitional species between ancient Viku and modern humans, and mainly inhabits the island of Kurtilas.] 】

[After the end of the War of the Trolls, the originally united Arathso Empire gradually split into multiple city-states, and Kurtilas was one of them. 】

[More than 2,000 years ago, the ancestors of the Kurtias people set sail from the Gilneth Peninsula to the Strait of Tilagad. 】

[The brave sailors founded a new city-state here, which they named Kurtilas.] 】

[But at that time, the island of Kurtilas had long been inhabited by indigenous people, that is, the Druster people. 】

[At first, Droust was at peace with the humans, and even interacted with each other a lot, until a radical Droustrian named Golek Turr came to power. 】

[Golek Tur launched an attack on humanity without warning, bloodily slaughtering several human villages, thus triggering a long-lasting all-out war between the Kurtilas and the Drustrians. 】

[The war ended in a great victory for humanity, Rust disappeared on the island of Kul Tiras, and Golek Tur fell into a deep sleep due to his serious injuries, and his soul wandered in the realm of decay waiting for a chance to rise again. 】

"A transitional species between the Viku and humans?"

Sarren touched his chin thoughtfully: "Could it be that the strange weather before was the ghost of the surviving Dreust?" ”

[There is this possibility, the Drustians hold the power of life and death, and the side that represents life is the force of nature, and calling for wind and rain is one of the manifestations of the power of nature. 】