"Boom!"

With a strange sound like the clash of gold and iron, the dark shadows in the side hall began to "flow" violently, and they all converged towards the only dark purple light that could be seen in the hall.

"Roar!"

This time, the roar of pain didn't just echo in the minds of the three of them, but came from the direction of the face of the motionless Jebber lying on the ground.

"Hula!"

A foul smell accompanied by a roar came to their faces, and Salajan and Stellagossa rolled their eyes in the smoke, and they were busy holding their breath.

This stench is not only unpleasant, but also has a faint corrosive effect on human skin.

The strength of Sarean and Stellagosa's dragon-derived bodies was high enough that they only felt a slight sting on the surface of their bodies, and they would not hurt the roots.

Onexia was standing on top of a mountain of flesh, pulling out the Stumka Slayer with his left hand, and stabbing the short knife in his right hand along the already existing wound.

As the Sdomka used for suppression was pulled out, Zakhaz, who had collapsed on the ground, suddenly bounced up, and a shadow popped out from its back and struck Onyxia.

"Hmm!"

Even with Onexia's defenses, the blow knocked her out of a muffled snort, apparently causing a lot of damage.

But the Black Dragon Princess's feet were still firmly on Zakhaz's head, and with a hideous expression, she grasped the Dark Empire Blade with one hand, and stabbed Stamma back into Zakhaz's body with the other, gritting her teeth and stabbing the two blades deeper.

Through the fading light-swallowing environment, Sarean could vaguely see the massive Zakhaz baring his teeth and claws, but he couldn't see where Onexia was.

"Stella! Attack its hands and tentacles! Help Oni stall as much time as possible! ”

"Good!"

Without any nonsense, Stellagossa used gravity spells again, temporarily restraining Zakhaz's wildly dancing claws and tentacles.

Undeterred by the terrifying power exuded by Zakhaz, Saljan roared a dragon and transformed into a giant bear form, bravely charging at the enemy.

"Boom!"

Two massive objects collide with a dull roar.

Ursok's avatar could amplify Sarjan's strength, but his feral charge didn't make Zakaz move even half a step, only smashing it to a shake.

"Gan! Sure enough, the difference in strength is too big! ”

Zakhaz is a powerful Kseraki warrior who can wrestle with Tyr, the Guardian of Justice.

In his heyday, Zakhaz didn't even dare to underestimate Deathwing, and a junior like Onexia was sure that it was no match, let alone Sarjan, who was very low.

Fortunately, Zakhaz at this time is far from his heyday, and it is not Sarayan who mainly attracts his attention.

"Whew!"

The Giant Bear Man of Saljan's Transformation stands up and performs a strong bear lock man...... Let's be a man.

Double-controlled, Zakhaz struggled and was never able to break free.

The miserable roar lasted for half a minute before the whistling in the side hall began to fade and finally disappeared.

The power of the rich shadows that permeated the hall was absorbed by the blade of the Dark Empire in Onexia's hand, and the side hall that had been shrouded in darkness for hundreds of centuries finally returned to its normal dimness.

"Huh~"

Stellagosa used the illumination spell again in time, and this time the ball of light that rose into the air was no longer engulfed in darkness, and calmly illuminated the scene in the side hall.

"Whew~"

The fight with Zakhaz wasn't long, but the pressure on the trio was terrifying.

Unlike the Battle of Grimbaatar, where the Dragonlords were at the front, this time Sarjan faced a powerful enemy of the same level as Deathwing, and the pressure was not the same.

The darkness cleared, and the three of Sarjan, who were gasping for breath, finally got a full view of Zakaz's appearance.

In addition to the unique face of the creatures of the ancient god system, Zakaz's hands are like sharp pincers, and many sharp tentacles grow horizontally and vertically behind his back, and the overall structure is very hideous.

The Blade of the Dark Empire in Onexia's hand is a real body of the Old God, which also contains the broken soul of the Old God, all the Old God creatures of Tianke.

When Zakhaz, who had not yet fully broken free from the seal, was stabbed in the head by the Dark Empire's blade, its end was already sealed.

"Buzz!"

An eerie humming sound sounded in the side hall, and Zakaz's massive Kseraki body was rapidly disintegrating, turning into a dark purple energy and being sucked into the short knife in Onexia's hand.

The large amount of energy injected made the Dark Imperial Blade begin to tremble slightly, and the power of Onexia as an adult black dragon was actually a little uncontrollable.

"Tsk! Saljan, catch! ”

Onexia wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and threw Slimka at Sarean, holding the hilt of the Dark Empire Blade tightly with both hands, suppressing Saratas's resistance with all her might.

"Boom!"

Plunging one of the Valagar swords into the ground, Sarreen raised his right hand and grasped the spinning Stumka's hilt with precision.

"Huh? This sword ......"

As soon as the heavy sword was in his hands, Sarren noticed something unusual.

In addition to the sharpness and sturdiness of the stumka itself, there is something strange about this greatsword.

[It should be the power of shadows, for more than 2,000 years, this sword has been inserted in Zakaz's body, and it will inevitably be eroded by the power of shadows. 】

Salian nodded thoughtfully: "That's what you say...... It's really like the power of shadows, but it's not as difficult to control as the normalized power of shadows, it should have been transformed and domesticated by the power of the artifact itself. ”

Compared to the power of the furious Shadow contained in the Valagar Sword (left), the power of the Shadow absorbed and transformed by Slimka is very stable and easier to control.

The positioning of the two sets of artifacts belonging to the same warrior overlapped slightly, and Sarjan was accustomed to the simultaneous presence of shadow and light in the dual swords of Valagaar, and did not intend to leave Stamma for his own use.

[Then the question is, this artifact is also a waste if it is left alone, who are you going to give it to?] 】

Sarjan: "Hmm...... This is indeed a problem. ”

Salian doesn't think he's a narrow-minded nationalist, but it's human nature that he will always think about his fellow citizens first when he gets a good thing, and he can't find the right person to turn his attention to foreigners.

Sdomka is a warrior's artifact, and Sarean can clearly feel that this sword, like the Valagar sword, has a large increase in anger and control.

That being the case, the preferred distribution target is, of course, the fighters.

However, there are really not many warriors in the High Elves who can be called, and the strongest is the warrior mentor of Sarean, the leader of the well guard, Salorian Morning Seeker.

Unfortunately, based on what Sarren knew about his mentor, he would never give up his family's upper-level dragonforge blade in favor of a sdomka, even if he knew that there was a certain difference in quality between the two.

"Warrior of the High Elves......"

Salaan scratched his head in annoyance, "Forget it, let Kael'thas worry about this." ”

As Sarian discussed with the barrage, Zakhaz's massive body had all disappeared, and Onexia, who had fallen to the ground, still had a solemn expression, trying with all her strength to control the blade of the Dark Empire, which was still shaking.

As she did her best to strengthen the earth seal, Onexia's eyes unconsciously turned into the dragon clan's vertical child, and her whole body unconsciously overflowed with the power of the earth.

This confrontation between consciousness and body could not be helped, and Stellagosa could only stand in place and wait anxiously for the final result.

Fortunately, the that Onexia bragged about before she started to act was finally rounded back.

After about a quarter of an hour, the Dark Imperial Blade finally stopped, and the purple glimmer on the surface of the blade faded away, and Onexia breathed a long sigh of relief.

Wiping the sweat oozing from her forehead, Onexia said with a heart, "It's good that I prepared in advance, otherwise Saratas might really have regained control of this magic weapon." ”

I don't know if it's Sarjan's illusion, after absorbing the shadow power of Zakhaz, the blade of the Dark Empire Blade seems to have become a little sharper.

With the complete demise of Zakhaz, the eerie atmosphere inside the tomb of Tyr gradually faded.

When returning to the main hall along the passage of the tomb, the fierce shadow monsters from before appeared as if they were just hallucinations.

Without Zakaz, there would be no need for the Silver Hand Warhammer to suppress it to remain in the tomb.

Sarjan leaped into the air, his hands gripping the silver hand that was clearly oversized, and the warhammer fell to the ground.

"Boom!"

It was indeed a literal "heavy" landing, and the sheer mass of the warhammer made two deep footprints on the floor when Salian landed.

"Hiss~ This thing is too heavy, right?"