As Onyxia spoke, Turani suddenly felt as if she was being targeted by something extremely dangerous.
That indescribable feeling of stiffness emerged from her heart, making Turani's limbs become sluggish.
Onyxia's fingertips that hooked Turani's chin suddenly burst out with magical energy, penetrating Turani's body.
Turani had no time to react before she felt her connection with the Holy Light being cut off. At the same time, an inexplicable feeling of weakness came over her. If the chains hadn't held her body up, she would have fallen to the ground. .
"Okay, you can let her go, Thassarian."
The death knight came over, waved his hand, and the chain turned into black mist and dissipated. He looked at Turani lying on the ground, panting, and said nothing.
"You...what did you do?" Turani raised her hand with some difficulty. She discovered that she could no longer contact the Holy Light.
Panic flashed through Turani's heart, followed by anger and humiliation. She staggered to her feet and wanted to pounce on Onyxia, but the feeling of being out of strength made her steps sluggish, and she still couldn't. Before he could stand still, he fell forward.
Thassarian stepped forward, held Turani's waist and abdomen, pushed back, and pushed the Draenei priest back onto the experimental table.
"It's nothing, I just temporarily deprived you of the connection to sense the Holy Light." Onyxia's smile was no different from a demon in Turani's eyes. "By the way, just to be on the safe side, I also released a weakening magic on you. .”
Seeing Turani lying on the experimental table, a glass test tube appeared out of thin air in Onyxia's hand. She held Turani's right hand and drew her fingertips on her wrist. A gash appeared on his wrist.
Turani let out a soft cry because of the pain. After Onyxia took half a tube of Delani's blood, she wiped her wound with her finger, and the wound healed completely as if it had never appeared before.
Turani leaned on the tilted experimental table, watching Onyxia holding her own blood, pursed her lips and gritted her teeth? But there was nothing she could do.
These two guys around her are no match for her at all. Just the death knight. Even if Turani is in her normal state, she can at most hold the opponent back for a while. If she really wants to fight, it must be Turani. Fall down.
And the human woman next to her who claimed to be "not a human" and was holding her own blood? Turani couldn't even see through it.
Onyxia glanced at Turani, who had calmed down and seemed to have accepted her fate, and said with some disappointment, "Ah... if you don't continue to resist, I thought I could get more research materials."
"..." Turani stared at Onyxia without saying a word. She began to realize that as long as she did not show her willingness to resist and escape, the other party did not seem to intend to kill her.
As for talking, Turani felt that it was unnecessary. The current situation could not be solved by communication.
Seeing that Turani didn't intend to continue to resist? Instead, she leaned on the tilted experimental table without saying a word, closing her eyes and steadying her breathing? Onyxia made no other moves and left with the blood. to the laboratory.
Thassarian returned to the gate shortly after Onyxia left, performing his duties as a guard.
Turani finally had the opportunity to observe the surrounding environment. This time, she considered the experimental equipment and house structure in more detail.
Finally, she came to the conclusion that this was an architectural style that she had never seen before, and she was very sure that there should be no race with such an architectural style on Draenor.
The buildings of orcs and ogres are mostly made of wood and stone, and are rough and eclectic, full of wild style.
Although the laboratory she was in also had some rock carvings, basically all the walls and floors were covered with metal plates.
Although these metal plates have many signs of wear and tear, Turani can still see that the skills of those who forge these metals are very high, and they are different from any race in Draenor.
Although the Crows often use metal materials, the square architectural style is obviously different from the Crows.
What kind of place have you arrived at?
Moreover, during the time when she closed her eyes and meditated, Turani's talent as a soul binder made her realize that this laboratory was not a peaceful place.
Many innocent lives were lost in this fortress, and the reverberations of their souls still stung Turani's soul.
However, Turani could be considered a qualified soul binder. She quickly cut off the connection with the soul, and then she felt the stinging feeling gradually disappear.
But everything that happened made Turani feel that she was in a very strange place.
There were no windows in this room made of black steel. Turani didn't know where she was now, and it was even more impossible to think that she was no longer in the world where the vitality was gradually disappearing.
Gradually, Turani fell into sleep again due to exhaustion and weakness, until a rustling sound woke her up again.
She saw Thassarian holding a bracelet, passing it through her hand and putting it on her wrist.
Onyxia stood next to Thassarian, watching Turani's changes.
"Is this okay?" Thassarian asked after putting on the bracelet and looking at Onyxia.
"Okay, right, little Delaney, you should be able to understand what we are saying, right?"
Onyxia looked at Turani who was obviously surprised. This time she spoke the common language of humans. Turani looked at the bracelet on her hand in surprise. She also guessed that it was this one. The bracelet gives me the ability to understand each other's language.
"Who are you...?" Turani's words passed through a strange magical resonance, and were directly transformed into a message that could be read by the soul.
"I am the death knight of His Majesty the Lich King, Thassarian. You were rescued from the hands of the devil by our Lord of Death."
Was he rescued by them?
Turani can hardly imagine that she was rescued from the hands of the devil by a death knight. What is this, a gangster?
"I know you have a lot of doubts. Indeed, according to our style, it is more realistic to transform you into a death knight," Thassarian's cold voice sounded, "But you are special, and those draenei who fought bravely The guards also saved your life.”
Turani heard the tone of Thassarian's words. She had experienced too many similar incidents and no longer had any extravagant hopes. She knew that it was incredible that she could be rescued in that situation. .
"Why on earth did you save me and lock me here again?"
Thassarian did not answer this time, not because he was pretending to be mysterious, but because he really did not know the specific reason, and it was Arthas who personally pulled Turani back from the brink of death.
"Well...you may have to wait a while to know the answer to this question. My wise and mighty master has other important matters now..."
Onyxia's still charming and delicate voice sounded, making Turani even more confused.
…
In the highlands to the east of the wetlands, Grim Batol, the former home of the Wildhammer dwarves, is located in the mountains.
The huge figure of the red dragon crossed the sky, and when he approached a vibrant and green mountainous area, he landed on the ground.
After finishing off Nefarian's remaining loyalists, the dusty Valastraz rushed back to a lair of the Red Dragon Legion.
This place is called the Vermilion Sanctuary. After the Red Dragon Queen and the Aspect Dragon Alexstrasza were liberated from the enslavement of the orcs, the Red Dragon Legion established a small sanctuary on this remote highland. Come to rescue and restore those compatriots who have been enslaved by the orcs.
Valastaz transformed back into human form, and he quickly arrived at the highest point of the Vermilion Sanctuary. Under a leafy tree, a female elf was resting.
"Her Majesty the Queen!"
This woman who had transformed into an elf and couldn't tell which clan she belonged to was actually the red dragon queen Alexstrasza who had transformed into a mortal.
"Valastrasz?" Alexstrasza opened her eyes with some joy when she heard this familiar voice. She walked up to meet Valastrasz. She coughed twice, and there was something in her voice. "How could you go to the Burning Steppes alone? Don't you know how dangerous it is!"
However, there was no trace of blame in Alexstrasza's eyes. Instead, she revealed deep worry and self-blame.
After losing many children and spouses, the Red Dragon Queen now cares even more for each of her children. When she knew that Valastraz went to Blackstone Mountain alone to fight against Nefarian, she almost wanted to chase him with her dragon. return.
But that was Valastraz's own choice after all. The Red Dragon Legion was also traumatized by the war. For the safety of the rest of the tribe, Alexstrasza did not dare to have a head-on conflict with the Black Dragon Legion.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, but the Black Dragon Legion is so rampant that Nefarian and his fallen servants have even reached out to the mortal world."
There was also a hint of helplessness in Valastraz's eyes. As a member of the Red Dragon Legion, he could not give up his responsibilities. Even if he knew the dangers of Blackstone Mountain, he must stop Nefarian's evil deeds. .
In order to avoid dragging down the entire Red Dragon Legion, Valastaz chose to deal with Nefarian alone.
Because of Alsace's intervention midway, Valastaz's worst plan did not happen, and now he was able to return to his people alive.
"This is not a heavy responsibility that you need to bear alone, Valastrasz. You have to blame me as well. It was me who failed to protect the Red Dragon Legion and put you in a situation where you were fighting alone," Alexstrasza sighed, "But we really can't avoid fighting. No matter how much assistance you need, I will try my best to let the tribesmen who can fight accompany you to fight."
The Red Dragon Queen didn't know everything that happened in Blackstone Mountain. She thought Valastraz had come back to ask for help.
Valastraz said quickly, "No, no need, Your Majesty, the problem of Blackstone Mountain has been solved, and Nefarian and his fallen servants have been killed."
"The Black Dragon Legion is a formidable opponent. We really cannot take it lightly - what did you say? Nefarian is dead?"
Alexstrasza was still emphasizing the danger of Nefarian and the Black Dragon Legion, but Valastrasz's words disrupted all her prepared words.
"Although I am the only dragon, I was lucky enough to meet the alliance's army. They fought bravely in Blackstone Mountain and defeated Nefarian's rule." Valastaz briefly explained what he had experienced. .
"The Alliance? The mortal army defeated Nefarian's black dragonflight? You are not trying to make me happy, Valastraz."
"Of course not, Your Majesty the Queen, the courage and strength of mortals make me admire them with admiration, and also give me a completely different understanding of them." Valastaz said solemnly.
Alexstrasza was silent for a moment, then sighed, "The abilities of mortals are worthy of recognition. If it weren't for them, I might still be helpless under the enslavement of the Demon Soul to sacrifice my heir.
But have they grown enough to defeat Nefarian? This is really amazing growth - by the way, where is Nefarian's body? Was it taken away by mortals? "
"No...the prince of Lordaeron handed me the body of the Black Dragon Prince."
"The prince of Lordaeron, ah... I remember his name is Arthas, right? He seems to be very famous in the mortal world." Alexstrasza nodded, "But I can give up the corpse of a giant dragon. , it is really surprising, and his choice is also correct. Nefarian is the son of Deathwing after all. If his body is kept in the hands of mortals, it is likely to cause them big trouble."
"I don't think so..." Valastaz smiled bitterly, "You know, in fact, I didn't help at all in the battle with Nefarian. Before I faced him, I was beaten by his Creation is held back."
"Huh? Who defeated the master of Blackstone Mountain?" Alexstrasza asked subconsciously. However, she quickly thought of an answer, "Is it the Alliance's army?"
"No, no, Nefarian... was killed by the Prince of Lordaeron, His Highness Alsace alone." Valastaz's expression was a little strange, as if he hadn't been able to get the shock from Alsace. recover from it.
"One person defeated Nefarian? Are you sure?"
Alexstrasza was really frightened now. Apart from the once-existing guardians of Tirisfal, even the most powerful mortal mage she knew could not gain much benefit from the dragon. .
Not to mention, that is the bloodline of the Dragon King. The current leader of the Black Dragon Legion, the Black Dragon Prince Nefarian, is far more powerful than the average dragon because of his close connection with Deathwing.
Such a powerful dragon was killed by a mortal alone?
Valastraz nodded, "Yes...but I don't think that prince is a mortal. He seems to know many things that even we don't know.
And... I met a guardian, right next to Prince Arthas. His name may be familiar to you.
His name is Azadas. "
