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Chapter 43 - Soul

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"Silly undead, you have no idea what kind of existence you are facing. Deathwings are the truth of this world."

"The truth of this world should be defined by this world, not by someone."

If the abnormality of the elemental magic array was brought by the Wind-Binding Man, then the dark energy that exploded here next could only come from Nathanos. Alextasa looked at the undead in front of him in surprise. The shadow of death spreads under his feet like a plague, and then suddenly erupts, and the elemental creature controlled by the Wind-Binding Man is immediately blown to pieces.

"Can you still transform?" Nathanos took the opportunity to turn around and ask the Red Dragon Queen. His reminder made Alextasa feel scared and sweated.

The life-bound swearer stretched out his arms and began to deform. To be more precise, she was trying to deform. As her arms stretched out, her body did not react at all, and even a scale could not appear.

"This...I can't change, I can't change..."

"The elements here have been twisted." Nathanos stared at Hagra, and was amazed in his heart that there were such powerful strangers under the command of Death Wings. The female orc was different from the shaman who usually prayed for elemental help. She could manipulate and enslave elements. She could be said to be a...dark shaman.

Hagra laughed and said to the trapped two people: "Idiot, my element has blocked the energy of life here. Without the dragon form, you are as fragile as a reptile."

"Life will bloom." Alextasa raised his hands high and chanted a peaceful and peaceful spell. At her feet, colorful flowers bloomed brightly. The Red Dragon Queen was struggling to break through the barrier of the wind-bounders. Their power was equal, and some of the flowers survived, while others withered quickly. This was a strange point. No matter how outstanding Hagra's ability was, she could not compete with the life-bounders. Unless she received the help of Death Wings.

"It's too late!" The wind-binding man raised the two double-edged axes in his hand and slammed the ground. In response, more than a dozen earth elements appeared, but they were not here to retaliate against Hagra.

"You are not the only one who can summon things." Nathanos released his power again to force his approaching enemy, and then summoned the servants who followed him at an extremely fast speed, hiding in the dark.

Hagra heard the sound of her wings flapping. At first she thought she was a fellow Alextasa, but when she looked up, she found several illusory figures approaching.

"Wagri!" The wind-binding man was shocked and hurriedly ordered the elements to attack. "It seems that sometimes you have to do it yourself!"

"If your master can understand this, you won't have to die today."

Salamani collided with the tomahawk with elemental power. At this moment, Nathanos experienced a sense of oppression from the depths of his soul. He stared into Hagra's eyes and woke him up to his wrong words.

Deathwings are not not here.

A strange-looking male human appeared in the pupils of the wind-bounder. The man's blue-gray jaw was fixed with a piece of clamp-shaped metal, and serrated dragon-horn armor stretched out on his shoulders, and cracks containing lava were found on his chest. No creature of Azeroth had these physical characteristics. If so, it could only be the mortal form of death wings.

"So, is this bug your spokesperson?"

As soon as these words came out, the female orc who could bind elements showed a ferocious expression, and her eyes became as fiery as lava.

"The arrogance you are used to always surprise me." Hagra said, but the voice was the voice of the Black Dragon King. Alextasa exclaimed, her chanting was interrupted, and her mind trembled under the storm of the Wings of Death. "I went to know you and found that there were quite a lot of grudges between you and my tribe, mortals. Grimbato, Onyxia, and Twilight Heights. I really underestimate you mortals."

"You are not the first idiot to underestimate mortals, but you will have the same ending as those previous people who want to destroy the world." Nathanos retorted. He felt that the connection between the elemental magic circle and life was weaker than ever, and he also felt that Alextasa was struggling in pain behind him.

"Before that, this world was destroyed." Hagra's power increased by no less than five times in an instant, and the Withered gradually began to be suppressed. If the stalemate continues, he will definitely die.

"Dasqira, Alsula." Agatha crushed a core of the earth element, and saw Nathanos falling into a tough battle, the power of the Deathwing also shocked the Valkyrie.

The two Wagris quickly came to Agatha. They were in tune with each other and almost knew their plans.

"This will ruin us." Daschila murmured.

Alsula shook her head, "We are bound to him, and if he falls, we will destroy."

"The oath we exchanged with Nathanos cannot be violated."

"Then accept it." They said at the same time.

The Deathwing, who controlled Hagra, also noticed them.

A sad and sad spell rang, and the three Wagris circled above Nathanos and Hagra.

"What?" Nathanos struggled to support Salamani and glanced upwards. Wagri acted privately without receiving his orders. What were they going to do?

Almost at the same time, a white light landed in the center of the three Wagris, covering Nathanos and Hagra. Agatha flew in first, and her body disappeared instantly, followed by Daschir, and finally Arasul. The light that had no one was immediately filled with a mysterious force. Nathanos didn't know what this power was, but he was surprised to find that Deathwing also showed a confused look.

As both of them began to think about what was going to happen next, a wave of soul-striking waves came from under the white light. Nathanos and Hagra flew out in the opposite direction. The tinnitus and the withered man could not feel his body. His consciousness quickly passed through land after land at this moment. When he finally opened his eyes, he was in a tunnel of strange colors, traveling through it at an exaggerated speed. Various feelings changed back and forth on him, coldness, fatigue, and sadness all appeared at the same time in a way that he could not understand.

The withered in the tunnel seemed to see countless Azeroth and countless full moons, gathered beside him until the end of the tunnel.

At the end, there is only a darkness...
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