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Nathanos signaled O'Haen to open the prison gate and made a gesture. O'Zhun followed him into it. Just as they entered the prison, the torches on the four walls glowed, and Twilight Dragon saw the "gift" in his father's mouth, a beautiful and plump woman.

A black dragon! Aochthion saw through the other party's disguise, and he also smelled the scent of Deathwings. But he was curious that the prison room did not look like a prison. It was surrounded by bookshelf, with all kinds of books, and a delicately decorated wooden table with fresh fruits and wine on it. In addition to these, there were naturally novel toys, music players and leisure cradles. Aochthion had never seen a place so luxurious in Maraton.

"Are you a habit of living, Onyxia?"

Nathanos called out the woman's name. Odroksion also began to look at her. In addition to the forbidden demon shackles on her hands, others, such as the violet robe sewn with silk on her body, and the necklace carved with crystal on her neck... It was extremely luxurious, Odroksion could not find a second more suitable word to describe her.

"Apart from the inflexible hands..." Princess Black Dragon shook her shackles, "Everything else is fine. What are you doing here?" Onyxia continued to ask, and she found that Nathanos seemed to have become much weaker, and at the same time a new face came to her - a very young human. She frowned and asked, "Who is he? Is he a dragon?"

"He has a sharp sense of smell, Princess Black Dragon." Nathanos smiled, "In fact, he is the reason why I came to you."

Onyxia looked at him in confusion. For some reason, her heart was beating very fast. They were staring at her tightly. This gave her an unknown feeling.

"His name is Audhoksion, and he is my son."

Not only the Black Dragon showed a shocked expression, but even Ohahn, who was standing at the door, stared at Odorksion's back in surprise.

"Your...son?" Onyxia glanced at Aldroksion curiously. "What are you...doing?"

"Your father has fallen." Nathanos first announced the fact in a cold voice. Onyxia stood there in a daze, and then smiled disdainfully. Her father was the world's destruction, the most powerful creature in the world. No one can defeat him, no one.

"Do you think I will believe your nonsense?" She walked forward a few steps, stopped in front of the dead, staring at Nathanos. Is this a lie? Onyxia studied Nathanos' expression. If so, the Withered Person performed very well. She was suddenly shocked. Perhaps Nathanos' confidence was not pretended. It has been too long since she was imprisoned, so long that she could not tell what years and months it was now. Nathanos provided her with everything that guaranteed her quality life, but she did not let her contact the outside world. Onyxia didn't know anything about what happened to Azeroth.

The undead looked at her. There was no embarrassment of lies being exposed - only relaxation and confidence. Nathanos said: "Do you think I'm joking, Your Highness?" Onyxia showed undisguised disgust on her face, but she still doubted the fact that the Wings of Death were defeated. The Withered One had not finished speaking: "You have never been tortured by prisoners..." His words contained both the tone of a merchant making a deal, and were mixed with sarcasm. "My subordinates have provided you with VIP treatment, so that you can eat and live for so long."

"I don't want to stay next to the corpse." The black dragon replied provocatively, "You are just holding me so that I can provide some valuable information to help you deal with my father. When my value is squeezed out, you probably won't need me anymore." Onyxia's words echoed in the air: "I have been looking forward to the day of freedom. When that day comes, I will definitely use the cruelest means to revenge you and your followers. First you..." She spat at the stone floor under the feet of the Withered One, then glared at O'Haen. She did not forget that it was the female orc who captured her. "It's her..."

Nathanos stood quietly. There was no need to deny the facts. Onyxia was once defeated by Ohahn and had also been questioned by Wagri. The Black Dragon Princess would never forget even if she spent ten thousand years.

"Unless my permission, you will never be free." Nathanos said, and smiled, "But you are right. If you have no value in use, the Forgotten will no longer need you. I might have ordered you to give you to my pharmacist North and do experiments with you. Fortunately, I have never had time to give this order. Now, your value will be expanded to infinite." The Withered One's vision is locked on his son. "Orzoksion is a powerful Twilight Dragon, who has the strength to protect the dragon...but has no protection for what the dragon should have."

In an instant, Onyxia understood what he wanted to do. "What...what?" Princess Black Dragon shouted in horror. The Withered One would not want her and the Twilight Dragon... that was a deformed body created by Death Wings, a monster that could only be devoured.

Onyxia really wants to kill Nathanos now. She wants to tear the person in front of her into pieces, run away, and fly out of the prison.

"I'd rather die." She roared: "That would be better than being defiled by this twisted guy."

Nathanos laughed coldly and sarcastically, "Stop talking stupid things, Onyxia. How many Stormwind nobles did you sleep with when you were Countess Katnara Presto? Do you count it clearly?"

This sentence left the bound Onyxia speechless to refute. It took her a long time to squeeze out a slightly rebellious sentence: "That doesn't mean I can be at your mercy."

"Oh, I don't think so." Nathanos turned his head slightly to look at Audroksion, "What are you waiting for, my child?"

The words also made Onyxia's gaze pull on Twilight Dragon. She found that Odroxyan had been looking at her, and tried hard to avoid his sight. The cold fear tentacles entangled the heart of the Black Dragon Princess. She suspected that Twilight Dragon had already begun to plan how to insult her.

After a while, the young human voice remembered: "She has the influence of death wings, father." Twilight Dragon turned his head to face Nathanos, his voice without any emotion. "I don't think she will be obedient."

"Emotions need to be cultivated, child." Nathanos patted Audroksion on the shoulder with a happy expression. "My people are already looking for ways to get the Black Dragon to ask the ancient god. By that time, she will be yours."

"I will never surrender!" Onyxia squeezed out the words like oaths from her teeth. "No matter what I do."

"Don't worry, Black Dragon." Audhoksion's words were dark and heavy, "Father didn't want you to bow down and surrender."
Chapter completed!