MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1835 61. High Void Rot of the Unlucky Dragon Observation Sample

  Chapter 1835 61. Theoretical research on high-level void corrosion of hapless dragon observation samples

Ten thousand years ago, when the ancient Kalimdor continent had not yet split, the wilderness where the Dragon Rest Temple was located had not yet become a desolate land full of keels for later generations. This is the holy land of giant dragons. When they die of old age, they will all return here. Dragons have special "graveyards" here, but there are also some giant dragons that can't fly to holy places and will fall on the wilderness and die.

   But now, there are not many keels on this land and no one dares to steal these things.

  Because of its proximity to the north of the world, the climate here is much colder than that of the Elf Empire.

Jarod Shadowsong, who returned to the hall from the tower, would be thinking on the snowy field outside the temple. It was so cold here that he had to put on a thick fur cloak to withstand the breathing cold. wind.

  The glaciers in the distance are rare in the Elf Empire, and the scenery here is peculiar enough, but unfortunately, he does not have much time to appreciate the scenery here, who is on a diplomatic mission.

   A few minutes ago, just after he proposed a plan and strategy for blowing up the Well of Eternity, the Dragon Kings suspended their talks.

  The King of Black Dragons said that he has a treasure that can help elves destroy the Well of Eternity and destroy the portal, but think about it and know that the treasures of other dragons are definitely not allowed to be watched by mortals.

   Therefore, Garrod was politely "invited" out.

   Brother Yingsong doesn't care what treasures the dragons have brought out, he will be hot.

  If the dragons can really help the rebels destroy the portal and drive the demons out of this world, then the remaining battle to overthrow Azshara's tyranny does not even require the participation of the dragons, and only the strong rebels can win.

   His previous feeling was correct.

  Today is indeed a lucky day for the rebels.

  But Garrod couldn't help but think about the mysterious prophecy left by Blake before. His brother-in-law said that this tower was shrouded in terrible shadows, and even he himself came here to investigate.

   This made Commander Shadowsong unable to stop thinking about the worst possible outcome.

  Perhaps, inviting dragons to participate in this crucial decisive battle is also very risky, but the rebels have no better choice.

  The shadow of the dragon. Where is it?

While Jarod was thinking about this esoteric question, the tower on the dome of the Dragon Sleeping Temple had been blocked by dragon language magic. Outsiders interfere with the secret talks of the Dragon Kings.

   But they couldn't stop an evil **** who wanted to watch the fun.

   Before Zhang Kai, the shield of dragon magic, Black had already stayed here and watched strongly.

  He will stand beside Queen Ysera, while feeling the nice natural fragrance of this beauty-loving green dragon queen, while standing on tiptoe to look at the "treasure" that Nesario mysteriously took out.

   "I call this thing the 'Soul of the Giant Dragon', and it is the product of my whimsy in the communication with the earth, mountains and rivers."

   Neltharion, wearing a mighty black steel armor, was like a valiant warrior. Under the gazes of other brothers and sisters, he took out a golden treasure from his armor and suspended it in front of the dragon kings.

   It was a pendant-shaped piece of jewelry.

   It is the size of an adult palm, but the material is very strange.

  In addition to the outer contour being fixed with the purest source steel and adding silver Mithril to ensure the transmission of magic power, the chains on the pendant are all made extremely delicate, and each chain is engraved with the blessing of the dragon language.

   And its body is neither gold nor jade, just like delicate amber, it is polished into a smooth convex plane with extremely high skills, like a circular arc mirror.

  Dragonlords look at it to reflect the reflections of the mountains and rivers of Azeroth.

"it's beautiful!"

   The red dragon queen and the green dragon queen immediately lit up when they saw the jewels Neltharion took out.

  Women's nature makes them like pretty things, and the female dragon's nature makes them interested in all things golden.

   The love of beauty under the double superposition made them fall in love with this treasure at a glance, and the golden jewelry in front of them also perfectly matched all the queens' imaginations of the treasure.

   "Hehe, beautiful, right?"

  The King of Black Dragons didn't care about the desire shining in his sister's eyes.

  He patted Alexstrasza on the shoulder like a steady and reliable family member, and said in a gentle tone:

   "It hasn't been polished yet, actually I was going to give it to you on your birthday next year as your 150,000th birthday present.

   Ysera don't make faces.

  I will also make another jewelry for you on your full birthday.

   There are too many beautiful gems in Deep Rock waiting for the black dragons to discover, and those beautiful things should be worn around my sister's neck to show their true value.

   If no one appreciates it, the most beautiful gem is nothing but a stone. "

   "Neltharion is the most talkative one under his serious appearance."

   Malygos, who had a serious face in front of outsiders, was much gentler in front of his brothers and sisters. He looked at the smiling sisters, leaned on his staff and said:

   "When Neltharion's birthday present is ready, I can enchant it with the most exquisite rainbow magic. We all know that Ysera, who will never grow up, likes the rainbow light of seven colors."

   "Then I have to thank you, nasty Malygos."

   Ysera, the youngest of the Dragon Kings, snorted.

  Like the little sister in the family, he looked at the beautiful jewelry in front of him, and the most serious and mysterious King of Time in the Dragon King also looked at the "Soul of the Dragon" suspended in front of him with a complicated look.

   He is the Dragon King of the past and the future.

   He has experienced the disaster that is about to be caused by this thing countless times, and he knows that this happy scene is the last commemoration of the beautiful era of the Dragon Legion.

   But he can't say it, let alone prevent fate from moving forward.

  This is the saddest thing about the bronze dragons, they are the prophets of the world, but they can't save anyone, not even themselves.

  The different expressions of the dragon kings all fell into the eyes of Blake, who was watching strongly, and Lord Evil God also felt the beauty and irony of the scene in front of him.

  Who would have thought that the dragon kings who are now close to one family will soon usher in the tragedy of their families being destroyed, and the darkest culprit is among them.

  Tsk tsk, this **** of fate is really a tragedy lover.

   "Neltharion hides himself well."

Blake flipped Ysera's Dragon King's cloak and let the majestic metal inlaid cloak flutter against the green dragon queen's plump buttocks, causing Ysera to look back in confusion, and then complaining in a low voice for what was being blown around today. wind.

   Lord Evil God grinned and walked like a ghost to the Black Dragon King. He carefully looked at Neltharion, who was explaining the principles of the Dragon Soul to his brothers and sisters.

   His body was still pure and powerful.

   Even Alexstrasza, who has the deepest understanding of the power of life, and Malygos, who is best at magic, cannot perceive the "dramatic change" that is taking place in the deepest part of his brother's body.

But in the eyes of the pirates, a dark purple void force grows in Neltharion's body like a rapidly sprouting seed. It does not originate from the corrosion of the material world, but emerges from a nightmare and reappears in Neltharion. In his sleep day after day, Ao quietly crossed the barrier between fantasy and reality.

   It was "sieging the city", and I'm afraid it won't be long before this corrosion will make Neltharion completely unrecognizable.

   But this is still only an appearance.

  Blake's eyes turned into faint purple light balls, and he saw the soul through the flesh and blood. After crossing the material barrier, the "torture" of the Void to the Black Dragon King was completely exposed in front of him.

   Not only was the soul of a dragon full of holes struggling in his eyes, he even smelled the stench of corruption in his nose, and heard a strange phantom sound in his ears.

   "Good guy!"

  Blake raised his brows in surprise, Nesario's condition is okay!

N'Zoth's Seed of Corruption, C'Thun's Destruction Projection, Yogg Saron's Void Phantasm, and even some dark and gloomy strange things from the Lightless Sea entrenched in his soul and soul. in a dream.

   The dragon’s soul in front of the evil **** had rotted and stinked, like a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

It's not because of his strong will that the King of the Black Dragon can remain sane, but because the three ancient gods who were imprisoned ruthlessly destroyed his mind, and then worked together to sew up the last pieces of his mind for him. A strangely deformed mind.

   He is still him.

   But except for the name "Neltharion", everything else has changed.

Mighty, majestic and dependable, Nazario's soul has become an ugly "Petri dish", like a tree trunk hollowed out by worms. It looks solid on the outside, but with a single poke, termites can be seen swarming. out.

  Let's put it this way, if Black was really a doctor, he would have gently persuaded the King of Black Dragons that he should eat and drink, and spend only a few days in a happy mood.

   Saying that he was terminally ill all flattered him.

   "It can't be cured, it can't be saved, just wait to die."

   Doctor Black shook his head and made the most accurate evaluation.

   He still has a little regret in his heart.

If Deathwing can still save him, he doesn't mind pulling it. After all, Deathwing is a monster born and bred in Azeroth. If he can use it for himself, he might be able to do it well in the decisive battle in 10,000 years. labor.

   But he was late.

   The complete corruption of the Void on the hapless Black Dragon King has come to an end. The "Winged King of Majestic Warm Men" has been dead for a long time, and there is only one Stitcher left here.

  If Black had come a thousand years earlier, or even five hundred years, this guy would still be saved.

According to his current understanding and research on Void Corruption, combined with the firmness and stability of the cage of the ancient gods in this era, it must have taken the three ancient gods at least several thousand years to work together to complete the task of Neltharion. dream penetration.

   Their seals in this era are still relatively complete. This must be the joint effort of the ancient gods to escape the cage.

   "Who made you like to burrow to sleep?"

  Black looked at Nesario in front of him, shook his head and said:

   "The power of the earth is connected to the mountains and rivers of the world. This is the Dragon King who can best sense the cage of the ancient gods. In addition, whether it is in the material world or the elemental frontier, it is necessary to find an underground lair, which further aggravates the deterioration of the disease.

what a pity. "

  At the same time as Black made a "diagnosis" of Neltharion, the Black Dragon King also introduced the origin and production process of his treasure to his brothers and sisters.

   He stroked the original embryo of the dragon's soul floating in front of the dragon kings, and said to the other dragon kings:

   "Although it was a birthday present for Alexstrasza, I did my best to ensure that it was of a quality that could withstand and carry strength.

  The mind and courage of the elves to blow up the Well of Eternity should be encouraged, and those brave mortals would rather destroy their treasures to maintain order in the world, which is worthy of our affirmation.

   But they underestimated the difficulty of this job.

   This can only be done by us. "

   "Neltharion is right, those arrogant and abusive savage elves can't even understand the truth of the Well of Eternity."

   Malygos nodded and said in agreement:

"They are like a swarm of ants that gather around a candy bar, take it shamelessly, thinking that it is a gift from God, and build exaggerated and useless buildings around the Well of Eternity to show their commitment to the 'Godsend' ownership of things.

   This is stupid.

   They don't understand that the magic well they feed on is actually the wound of the world.

   The blood of the world has been gushing out of the wounds that go straight to the heart of the world for so many years. Although it is not fatal to the soul of the world, it will continue to weaken him.

  Blue Dragon has been observing the Well of Eternity for more than 100,000 years. We feel that it is time to solve this legacy problem. Only the world authority we have been given can ensure that the Well of Eternity will not hurt the heart of the world when it is blown up. "

   "What are you going to do?"

   The Red Dragon Queen nodded and looked at Neltharion who proposed the plan, who looked at the golden jewelry in front of him.

   he whispered:

   "We infuse our respective powers of authority into the Dragon Soul, plunge it into the Well of Eternity and detonate it.

   Alexstrasza's life authority can guarantee the protection and healing of natural life after the explosion of the magic well, and Malygos' magic authority can suppress the additional destructive power of the explosion to a minimum.

   Ysera's power of dreams can smoothen the disturbance to the material world after the blood of the world is ignited, and Nozdormu's power of time can ensure that the destructive power is compressed in an instant to avoid subsequent continuous damage.

   And my earthly authority can ensure that the explosion of the Well of Eternity will not cause serious disturbance to the continental shelf of Azeroth. "

   Nesario said eloquently:

   "Bringing together the power of the five dragon kings, the explosion of the Well of Eternity can not only destroy the portal of the Burning Legion, but will not even cause the aftermath of ecological destruction on the mortal world.

   Of course, I know that infusing the treasure with the power of protection will put us into a long period of weakness, but in order to maintain this world order, such sacrifices are necessary.

   After the Well of Eternity explodes, I will take out the remaining power of the Dragon Soul and return it to us.

   It can also be a weapon, brothers and sisters.

  To make mortals fight against demons is to make them commit suicide, and we, as guardians of the world, should shoulder our responsibility to protect them in this time of crisis.

   What do you say? "

   In the face of the Black Dragon King's rhetoric with almost no loopholes, the other Dragon Kings nodded one after another. Of course Nozdormu knew the truth, but he couldn't go against the direction of fate.

   Black, who was beside Neltharion, applauded even more.

   He looked at the Black Dragon King with an admiring look.

   This guy is eloquent.

  If I didn’t know the truth, I would think this proposal was perfect!

   The most important thing is that the look of savior and protector on the majestic face of His Excellency Deathwing, who proposed the "Salvation Plan" at this time, is so sincere.

   Even let the evil spirits give hypocritical cheers and shed two tears of appreciation for this wonderful performance.

   What a showman with wings!

   "If there is no opinion, then everyone prepare."

  The Black Dragon King, who was ready to jump back, looked at his brothers and sisters. He stretched out his hand to retrieve the golden dragon's soul and said to the other dragon kings:

   "Tell me the story to your spouse and heir. We are going to inject the power of the Dragon King into the dragon's soul in an hour. My heir told me that the demons have noticed the movement of the elves.

   Maybe the war will break out soon, we don't have much time to hesitate. "

   Neltharion stroked the dragon soul in his hands, and he looked down at the golden jewels reflecting his majestic face and eyes that shone strangely.

He says:

"You four come first, I will bring the dragon's soul back to my lair for final adjustment, and then infuse it with the power of my earth. When the war begins, the demons will be in the dragon's artifact. Here comes their destruction!

   They will understand that Azeroth, favored by the gods

   is not a place for savage fel to run wild. "

   (end of this chapter)