"Oh?" Arthas heard something from Onyxia's tone, "It seems like you have some issues with this fellow member of your own race?"
When Onyxia heard Arthas' words, her tone changed and she turned into a weak little woman, "Sabrian, he is a powerful adult black dragon and my father's most loyal lieutenant. My great master, you should understand, right?"
"The most loyal lieutenant... Haha, it depends on whether his allegiance is to the former guardian of the earth or to the current Deathwing." Arthas' fingers kept rubbing the end of Frostmourne's sword hilt. The relationship between them is not as complicated as that between humans. Onyxia's few words have already pointed out the source of her feud with Sabellian.
"Both." Onyxia replied with a smile, but her smile was rather helpless.
Think about it, a black dragon that is unconditionally loyal to Neltharion is one of the few closest to him. The speed and extent of being affected by the corrupted bloodline is probably the deepest level.
Then Saberian may not only have a problem with Onyxia. If there is any clear-minded black dragon in the world, this black dragon lieutenant may have a big problem with it.
Unfortunately, except for Onyxia, the number of black dragons who are still awake and have not been affected by Deathwing's madness may be slightly less than the number of Dragon Kings.
After one person and one dragon chatted, they were silent for a while. Arthas felt that there was nothing more to say, while Onyxia was thinking about one thing.
"Owner……"
"What's wrong?" Arthas' attention was focused on the assembled Scourge warriors, and he didn't notice Onyxia's somewhat twitchy look. "If you want to vent your anger, I can arrange for you and Sabe Lean, let’s talk alone.”
Onyxia's expression froze. An adult and powerful male black dragon had been following Deathwing for many years. Onyxia did not want to meet such an opponent. She had long since passed the point of being impulsive and desperate. Age.
"No... no, Saberian is probably stronger than me, even stronger than Nefarian. Being able to become my father's lieutenant requires more than just loyalty." Onyxia said , "I want to say...how do you want to deal with him?"
Onyxia did not doubt Arthas's ability to deal with Saberian. Just this floating city armed to the teeth and the countless undead natural disasters inside would give any dragon except the Dragon King a headache. Not to mention there are many terrifying high-level undead in the floating city.
Onyxia has only met Kel'Thuzad a few times, but even she can feel the extremely dangerous aura emanating from this great lich - wizards and mages, the strongest among them can easily defeat him. The dragon was frustrated, and a lich who had been transformed by death and became more powerful was not an exaggeration to say that he was in danger.
Dragons are not invincible, otherwise they would not have collapsed in the Blade's Edge Mountains. And except for the blue dragon, it is not an exaggeration to say that mages are the natural enemies of all creatures. Mages who control arcane power can easily burst out flesh and blood. A force that even steel cannot withstand.
At first, Onyxia thought that there were not many such mages, but later she discovered why her brother didn't make the decision to go to a country on the continent of Lordaeron in the end. The prince's girlfriend in front of her was... A powerful wizard with powers beyond his years.
Not to mention Dalaran, known as the capital of magic, and Quel'Thalas, which inherited the magic of the upper elf. Although the dragon's pride made Onyxia subconsciously want to ignore these powerful magic countries, she was After Alsace was defeated and captured, she felt that her mind was clearer and calmer.
Arthas glanced at Onyxia, not feeling nervous at all about hunting the dragon, "The dragon bones collected this time are actually not very satisfactory to me, and I also want to see where the limits of the bone dragon are. "
His calm tone was actually no different from usual, but it made Onyxia tremble in her heart, recalling the scene when she was hunted.
At that time, the natural disasters did not have such perfect war weapons, but with just a few death knights and a low-level magic barrier, they became Alsace's prisoner.
After swallowing, Onyxia asked tentatively, "The bone dragon...maybe not as useful as the living dragon. Master, have you ever thought about dealing with Sabellian like me?"
Arthas looked at Onyxia meaningfully, "Are you sure? Don't you really like this member of your race?"
"That was after he fell... Moreover, Master, I am trying to expel the corruption in our bloodline, but there are no adult dragons among the remaining black dragons in Blackstone Mountain. Sabellian is a good material."
Onyxia spoke her true thoughts.
"You are special, Onyxia, you know that."
Onyxia was a little confused by Alsace's sudden question. She watched Alsace stand up from the throne and walk down, "Actually, it's not all my power that suppresses the crazy influence in your bloodline. The power that invades your soul only separates you from the ancient gods."
"I... am special?" Onyxia looked at Alsace, who was approaching her, and took two steps back in confusion. She was actually afraid of Alsace, because in her mind, Alsace was There is no difference between Si and her crazy father.
However, due to the power of Arthas, Onyxia was forced to surrender to the existence that the Scourge of the Undead regarded as the Lich King.
She has always believed in her own ideas, while still retaining her indifference and contempt for ordinary humans, because she had thought more than once that Alsace was the same "existence" as herself.
But a period of contact caused her to have a huge shake in Alsace's personality, or her own concept.
"You are indeed special, but you don't know it - or you don't want to know it," Arthas said casually. This was not an important matter to him. "Actually, your brother, Nefarian There is also this kind of special thing, but he gave up, so I can only choose to deal with him once and for all.”
When Onyxia heard this, her pretty face was full of doubts. She did not hate Arthas because of her brother's death. After regaining consciousness, she also did not like her brainwashed compatriots.
"You mean, this special thing is the real reason to save me?"
"Yes, without such 'protection', no one can free the fallen black dragon - except death."
The death Arthas is talking about here is death in the true sense, not the power of death. A certain power in Onyxia's bloodline protected her to a certain extent, preventing her from being completely passed down by her father. The mad will was oppressed to the point of mental collapse, but her brother Nefarian did exactly the opposite. He gave up this protection and voluntarily threw himself into the arms of the ancient gods.
"So, Saberian's fall is very likely to be...irreversible?"
The prince holding Frostmourne nodded his head, "Actually, you can probably get rid of it. That kind of crazy will cannot be reversed, and even if he dies, the influence of the ancient god will still be with his soul."
Arthas' words made Onyxia shudder. She had never really faced the terrifying existence that drove her father crazy. She recalled the many dreams she had had. In the dragon's long sleep, More than once she had visions of horrific nightmares.
While Arthas and Onyxia were talking, a rumble sounded outside the floating fortress, and the entire fortress began to tremble slightly.
——The battle is about to begin.
