The remaining dragon guards have just prepared for the attack. They used the power of blood to strengthen their scales and skin again, and will gain stronger physical defense for a period of time.
However, the expected swords and arrows did not appear, but some invisible influence spread from the darkness and invaded the dragon people's bodies.
The extremely high magic resistance of these dragons prevented them from paying attention to these subtle effects at first. But when the dragon captain began to feel a slight sting in his heart and realized that something was wrong, it was already too late to save it. .
The dark curse that broke out disintegrated the dragon people's resistance from the inside out. One after another, the powerful dragon warriors vomited scarlet blood and knelt on the ground. Under the pain that seemed to tear apart their internal organs and souls, their The eyes were bloodshot, almost bulging.
The dragon captain was the strongest, but despite this, he also vomited out a large amount of blood and even internal organ fragments, and lost the ability to fight back.
While the painful curse was tormenting these dragonmen, a man in black suddenly appeared in front of the dragonman captain like a ghost. He raised the sharp blade in his hand and chopped off the dragonman's head with one knife.
Douda's dragon head fell to the ground, and the masked man issued an order, "Clean the battlefield and let the warlocks capture the souls of these dragons."
After conveying the order to his subordinates, several shadows dressed almost identically to the leader emerged from the shadows and quickly picked up the corpses of the dragons.
Another group of warlocks wearing black robes and hoods were also busy restraining the souls of these dragon warriors in soul stones.
The leading man crushed a communication crystal in his hand, announcing that the operation on his side had come to an end.
However, a few minutes later, not even a trace of blood was left in the woods where the incident occurred, and more than a dozen dragon warriors disappeared completely.
When Onyxia lost telepathic contact with these dragon guards, the black dragon princess finally realized that something was wrong, and her first reaction was to transform into her true form and leave.
But when she began to mobilize her magic power and prepared to contact her own transformation magic, she found that the magic power in this space became unusually silent. In this state, she could not dispel the magic, but it would take longer.
In order to ensure the perfection of the transformation magic, Onyxia adopted a very ancient transformation method. The disadvantage of this is that it will be very troublesome to remove the magic, and even requires special spells.
But now, this shortcoming caused Onyxia's intuition to warn her wildly. She quickly gave up dispelling the magic and raised her slender arms instantly.
A warhammer engraved with runes smashed through the wall and flew towards the Countess' head, and her raised arm allowed her to barely catch the heavy warhammer.
But in human form, she still couldn't fully exert the power of the dragon. It was already very difficult to block the war hammer, but at least she was able to take the sudden attack.
But when she held the head of the war hammer, she discovered that the handle of the hammer was tied with an iron chain about the same thickness as her forearm. A huge force came from the war hammer, and the countess was almost broken by it. The house was forcibly dragged outside the house.
Although Onyxia was not injured, this embarrassing encounter made the Black Dragon Princess furious. She wanted to get up from the ground immediately, but the owner of the warhammer obviously would not give her such a chance.
Orgrim took heavy steps, waved the thing in his hand high, and gave Onyxia a hard blow on her back.
Onyxia, who had just gotten up but was still standing, fell to the ground again, with burning pain coming from her back. If she hadn't been a black dragon, she would have died without any pain from such a heavy blow.
But being so humiliated by an unknown enemy, the Black Dragon Princess's anger was almost uncontrollable. As her emotions fluctuated, the anti-magic field that the death knights had made up was also impacted.
Although they were well prepared and did not allow Onyxia to break through the trap immediately, Lothar and Orgrim also realized that even in such a situation, the black dragon princess was not without resistance.
Onyxia's body has already partially transformed into a dragon, with a thick layer of dragon scales appearing on her originally fair skin, and her pupils turning into the dragon's iconic vertical pupils.
"You... these damn reptiles!"
A low roar came out, and even Orgrim's footsteps were slightly stagnant. After all, he was facing the pressure of a giant dragon, but as a fearless death knight, he just paused, and the war hammer Waved out again.
The countess raised her forearm, and when the warhammer collided with the arm, it made a sound like it collided with steel. Orgrim's expression remained unchanged, and he skillfully activated his new ability.
As a death knight, you don't just rely on hand-to-hand combat to destroy your enemies.
Just when Onyxia stood up with the war hammer, ready to destroy these mortals who dared to challenge the black dragon's dignity, a power that Onyxia had never heard of suddenly came from the Orgrim war hammer.
Stirred by this energy, Onyxia felt that the blood in her body began to gradually boil. It bypassed the black dragon's most solid skin and directly hurt the relatively fragile inside of her body.
In order to avoid causing greater harm to himself, Onyxia made a prompt decision and slapped Orgrim's war hammer violently. The power of the dragon made Orgrim almost fly out upside down and smashed it. The house where Onyxia previously lived.
However, the effects of the blood boiling were already there, and Onyxia was somewhat injured. Although it was not serious, it made her realize that the guy who came to attack her did have the ability to hurt her.
"Damn you!" Onyxia tried to capture the breath of everyone present, but she was surprised to find that those guys did not exude the vitality of living creatures, but instead conveyed an aura of decay and decay.
Are these "people" undead?
Onyxia's brain was running rapidly, thinking about the origins of these guys in front of her. Who could create such undead creatures?
But the death knights led by Lothar did not give Onyxia much time to think. Holding the rune sword, Lothar's body strengthened by the power of death burst out at a speed unimaginable to mortals, and the sharp sword With a sword light.
Onyxia narrowly avoided Lothar's slashes, but the battle-experienced general immediately suppressed Onyxia's actions.
As a human being, Onyxia was not familiar with how to use a human body to fight. She was overwhelmed by Lothar's precise and sharp swordsmanship and was unable to hold her head up.
When Onyxia moved in her human form, she relied more on some basic magic to fight. However, the current situation was that she was approached by a death knight, and it was difficult for her to use magic under the opponent's offensive.
But as time went by, although Lothar left some wounds on Onyxia's body, the black dragon princess had pushed the suppression effect of the anti-magic field to the limit.
Lothar raised her sword, and just as she blocked Onyxia's punch, a basin-sized fireball formed in her hand. The generalissimo who had no time to dodge was hit by the fireball.
Fortunately, this kind of magic was not a particularly fatal blow to him. Lothar was only forced back by Onyxia.
After discovering that the anti-magic field seemed to have reached its limit, Onyxia's face showed a ferocious smile. One of her arms almost completely turned into a dragon's claw, and her sharp claws immediately fell towards Lothar.
But a shackles formed by dark energy restrained her. Thassarian used the death grip to wrap around the Black Dragon Princess's arm. He struggled to maintain the magic, but under the black dragon's struggle, Thassarian's restraints were changing. Collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Lothar swung his sword without hesitation, and Orgrim, who had just climbed out of the ruins, shook off the gravel and wood slag on his body, bent his legs, and jumped up high, holding the warhammer like a meteor. Ban fell towards Onyxia's head.
However, just before Lothar's sword and Orgrim's hammer were about to fall, Onyxia finally liberated herself completely.
"Roar!!!"
