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A few seconds later, they came out of the clouds. Ronin and Falstad landed first. Alleria did not go down, but rode on the dragon eagle to explore the surrounding situation. The dragon fell to the ground

After resting for a while, he stood up and looked at the humans and dwarves with bright eyes.

"Luo Ning...good...hope...everything can still be saved..."

The mage's expression was startled. How did he know his name? Luo Ning did not speak, thinking hard. The red dragon's voice sounded weak, as if he was about to die, but he was still standing well.

"you……?"

"Listen! I want to save...my strength! I see you...you...you may be able to save something..."

"Mage, you didn't tell me that you knew a dragon!" the dwarf whispered beside him.

"I don't know who he is!" the mage explained, while staring at the dragon with confusion.

"Perhaps, I shouldn't have let you embark on this journey and involve other people." The dragon said seriously, focusing on Falstad.

Luo Ning's eyes widened. "Crasus?"

The red dragon nodded with all his strength and said: "That's... the name I used when I was a human being..."

"Crassus!" The confusion at the beginning was gradually replaced by surprise. Luo Ning could not think of anything else to say except calling the other party's name.

"I think it's time to confess everything." The red dragon hesitated for a moment, but he finally nodded. "The orc commander has an artifact in his hand...the Demon's Soul. It has effects on all dragons.

Has supreme power, except Deathwing. But I believe you have discovered this."

Luo Ning remembered the scene when he came down just now and saw Nekros using Demon Soul to deal with Deathwing, but with no success. "Why is it ineffective against Deathwing?"

Krasus, in the form of a dragon, is obviously in some pain. It seems that Ronin's words have brought him to the most painful period. How should he answer? Explain to Ronin the fatal mistakes made by the dragon clan in the past?

"Because that thing is his creation." A soft female voice answered.

The mage turned around. At the same time, he heard an exclamation from the red dragon.

A beautiful but insubstantial woman was standing behind him. She was wearing an outfit that looked like a female forest ranger, with a slight smile on her dark lavender lips. Luo Ning noticed her slowly.

Her eyes were closed, but she seemed to see clearly the mage or red dragon in front of her.

"Ysera..." the red dragon whispered with respect.

She did not answer Krasus immediately, but continued to answer Ronin's question. "Deathwing was the proposer of the creation of Demon Soul. He said it was to protect the world, so we believed him." She paced slowly.

Master Xiang. "We trusted him so much, believed in his words and deeds, and channeled part of our power into that artifact."

"But he didn't hand over his share of power, no!" a male voice suddenly said, the voice sounded harsh and a little excited. "Tell him, Ysera! Tell him the situation at that time, tell him when the demons were

After the defeat, how did that guy turn his gun around and use our power to deal with us!"

On a boulder, stood a skinny elf with blue hair and silver skin. He was wearing a high-collar robe, the color of the robe was also blue and white. His eyes were shining with a faint light, and his dagger-like claws gripped the stone tightly.

The surface of the block was scratched with cracks.

"Without that time, they will only hear what he needs to know, not a little more, not a little less." She showed that shallow smile again. The more Luo Ning looked at her, the more mysterious she became.

, just like whether she is really standing in front of herself now.

"That's right, Deathwing didn't dedicate his power, he just pretended that he had made the same sacrifices as us. We only discovered this terrible fact when he insisted that he represented the future of dragons."

Hearing this, Ronin suddenly realized that they all seemed to regard Deathwing as one of their former members. He turned to the red dragon. Krasus also guessed his doubts.

"That's right..." the seriously injured dragon replied. "As you can imagine, they are two of the five legendary guardian dragons." Their arrival seemed to re-energize the red dragon.

Power. "Ysera, Queen of Dreams, and Malygos the Spellweaver." Krasus did not call Ysera the Sleeper here.

"Deathwing is escaping, we are wasting time..." At this time, a third voice came again, also a male voice. "Precious time..."

"Nozdormu, the Guardian of Time, are you here too?" the red dragon exclaimed. "You are all here!"

A man whose body seemed to be made of sand appeared next to Ysera. His elf-like face was so dry that there seemed to be no flesh to cover the bones underneath. The dragon head shoulder armor on his right arm was filled with fine yellow sand, like gems.

He stared at the red dragon and the mage, showing an increasingly impatient look. "We are indeed here! But if this conversation is going to last for a long time, I'd better go back! I still have a lot of things to collect, and

There’s a lot to record—”

"There are still a lot of long-winded things to say! You are too long-winded!" Malygos, who was standing high up, laughed.

Nozdormu raised a withered but powerful hand and pointed it at Malygos, who had spoken rudely. The other party showed his dagger-like claws in response. The two seemed to attack each other with magic and body at any time, but Ysser

Ra stepped between the two in time to stop them.

"This is why Deathwing can defeat us," she complained softly.

The two sides in the confrontation reluctantly retreated. Ysera turned around to face the crowd, still closing her eyes.

"Deathwing once pushed us into a desperate situation, but we also united to fight against him, and finally succeeded in preventing him from using the Demon Soul forever. We took the artifact back from him and buried it deep in the earth.

At..."

"But someone found the artifact," Red Dragon interjected. He was working hard to regain his strength, and hope reappeared in his heart. "I think he guided the orcs to find the artifact. He knew there was

With the help of the artifact, what can those orcs do? Although he himself cannot use the Demon Soul, he only needs to let others follow his wishes and achieve his goals. And now... the tribe has obviously become somewhat separated from him.

control, for example, those orcs are trying to leave here."

"No!" Ysera corrected, "That's exactly what he wanted. Her eggs, Alexstrasza's unborn offspring."

"Her eggs?" the red dragon asked in surprise. "Isn't his goal the queen?"

"Those eggs. You know, his only mates died early in the war," she said. "They all died because of Deathwing's recklessness...so now he needs to expand his

ethnic group, or he has other more terrifying purposes."

"He wants to create a new era for dragons..." Nozdormu spat. "An era for Deathwing!"

Suddenly, Luo Ning found that the four giant dragons were all looking at him in unison, even Ysera, who had her eyes closed, was no exception.

"We have no access to the Demon Soul, human. And out of distrust, we have never let anyone else use that artifact on our behalf. I know how much poor Cleostraz has placed his trust in you.

Hope, but we will not let him take on the task of containing Deathwing."

"That's my mission!" the red dragon roared. "That's my chance to save the queen."

"Your sacrifice will be in vain. Your body is too easily affected by that disk. Besides, there are other things you need to do... Alexstrasza needs your help."

"What's more, Deathwing is our brother," Malygos laughed at himself. His claws sunk deeply into the stone. "This is why we are here!"

"Then what do you want me to do?" Luo Ning asked with both anticipation and nervousness.

Ysera turned to face him - her eyes were fully opened. The human suddenly felt dizzy. Dreamy eyes were staring at him. "Mortal, you must snatch the Demon Soul back from that orc.

Without the Demon Soul, Deathwing won't be able to deal with us the same way he dealt with Alexstrasza. And, with it, you can set her free."

"But it can't be used against Deathwing," Cleostrasz insisted. "And because of that damn disc, he's stronger than all of you put together!"

"We know the facts better than you do," Nozdormu said. "And you knew this clearly when you asked us for help! Now that we are here, aren't you satisfied?" He looked at his colleagues.

Two companions came. "Enough talking! Now let's solve this matter!"

At this time Ysera closed her eyes again. She turned to the red dragon and said: "Cleostraz, there is something that must be completed by you, and that is not a task without risks. We cannot

Simply use magic to send the human to the Demon Soul, because there's a good chance he'll appear right under the ax of an orc. So you'll have to fly him there, and you'll have to pray as he approaches the battlefield.

In time, the orcs will not use that damn disc to control you." She walked to the weak red dragon and stroked the tip of his nose. "Although you are the queen's consort, you are still different from us guardian dragons.

, yet you were able to escape from the clutches of the Demon Soul..."

"I have worked very hard to increase my strength for this day, Ysera. I think my protective spell is good enough, but it still doesn't work."

"We can help you with this." As soon as she finished speaking, Malygos and Nozdormu appeared beside her at the same time. Then, the three of them put their left hands on Cleostrasz's.
Chapter completed!