In the sky of Golrond, a dark green magic vortex is slowly disappearing, it is like a black sun, hanging in the sky, greedily absorbing all the light, the whole sky has become dark, the strange clouds formed by the magic power shock are scattered and suspended in the sky, and this is just the aftermath of the energy escape.

The piercing light just now was fleeting, but all the creatures present were temporarily blinded, and the unimaginably huge amount of magic gathered light made everyone's eyes dim, and even temporarily stripped of their senses.

In this case, the fastest recovery is naturally the Death Knight who never eats with his senses, Tyrion's vision became clear in the dimness, he moved his body to stand up from the scorched dirt on the ground, the Death Knight looked back, the Death Knight who had carried him into the sky was struggling in the dirt behind him, and most of the poor creature was buried under the earth.

Obviously, the aftermath of that wave of energy piercing just now had completely changed the terrain in this vicinity, and the original wilderness had turned into a large depression in the ground, and even the Draenei forbidden demon ship suspended in the sky had already crashed down on the distant hillside, and it seemed that it had also been affected by the blow just now.

But that wasn't Tyrion's primary concern, he took a few quick steps forward, rushed to the edge of the hollow in the ground, and he looked down, in the huge crater like the meteorite fall, there was a sea of red hot magma, and on the surface of the magma, suspended the body of Deathwing, which had been completely torn apart, and the torn wings floated on the magma, emitting a strange smell of burning.

And the invincible Black Dragon King entered the magma sea in an upside-down posture, looking dead.

But it's impossible!

No one knows better than Tyrion how strong Deathwing's vitality is, since this guy was tempted by the terrifying and strange Elder God 10,000 years ago, the black dragon body that was already known for its vitality has been blessed by the Elder God, and it has long been beyond normal life and death, coupled with the authority and power of the Earth Guardian who has never been stripped away, at least in the world of Draenor, it is impossible to kill.

"Is it dead?"

The grizzled archmage Khadgar, with the light of teleportation wrapped around him, appeared next to the Death Knight, and the smell of evil magic still remained on his body, and at this time, Khadgar was already stunned by the tragic situation of Deathwing in front of him, and he turned his head to look at Tyrion:

"Did we kill Deathwing?"

"It's not that simple!"

Tyrion drew his magic sword and held it in his hand, he looked at the quiet magma sea in front of him, and he said in a deep voice:

"No one can kill Deathwing's origin unless it is crushed with the power of the same source, we just... Destroying its long-standing disguise and revealing its true form of the curse, in other words... The second stage has arrived! ”

"What second stage?"

Khadgar frowned, and the next moment, Tyrion suddenly grabbed his shoulders and pulled the mage back quickly, and the quiet sea of magma in front of them suddenly rioted, like a crazy beast hidden under the lava was awakened, and the scorching magma was thrown into the sky in the tumbling and smashed to the ground in the form of a scorching rain of destruction.

Beneath the lava that tumbled like the restless sea, blood-red, tentacle-like dragon claws swung violently like four blood spears stabbing into the sky, and between the scorching dragon's blood, they slammed into the edge of the circular depression, one of which almost smashed head-on from the sky towards Tyrion and Khadgar.

The two of them took dozens of steps back before dodging the tentacle dragon claws that fell from the sky, the claws that had been completely twisted and deformed were clasped to the ground, and between the loud sound of the ground cracking, the magma attached to the dragon's claws flew with blood, and soon a huge lava pit was formed nearby.

"Pain! Suffering! ”

And at the moment when Khadgar stood up, Deathwing's irrational roar sounded, and the twisted body that had completely lost its restraint also poked its head out of the lava sea, and the scorching magma on the top of the hideous dragon head appeared in front of the archmage's eyes, and the scorching and terrifying aura came to his face, making the archmage even stop breathing in horror at that moment, his short gray hair was blown up, and his body even had a feeling of being ignited.

In the sun-like glow, Khadgar had to reach out and block the heat flying in front of him.

From between his fingers, the magma-strewn head in the wound barely saw what Deathwing had looked like before, but from below the neck it had completely lost its dragon form, and the twisted keel was stained with rapidly growing flesh, and the cursed flesh drew heat from the magma and wrapped the shattered body of the Black Dragon King in the form of dancing tentacles.

"It's... It's a nightmare! ”

Khadgar shouted, "What has happened to this dragon king? Let it become such a terrifying gesture? ”

The Death Knight didn't answer, and at this time, above the sea of magma, the Deathwing, which had been cut off by a third of its body by the evil rays, had completely turned into strange flesh and blood, and the flesh rooted in the magma was covered with flesh tentacles waving in the scorching air, and they danced wildly in the air, spilling magma-like dragon blood everywhere, and the land of Gollund was now as if the end was near.

"I am the Wings of Death! Destroyer of Destiny..."

"The worlds will be reduced to a sea of fire, and the end has come!"

In the dreamlike roar of the Black Dragon King, the flesh tentacles that had grown on top of the twisted dragon claws in front of Tyrion and Khadgar seemed to have found a target, and whistled towards the nearest death knight, Tyrion, who swung his magic sword and slashed the tentacles that smashed at him, he looked back at the archmage and roared in a deep voice:

"What are you doing? Don't die! Get ready... We're going to seal it for now! If it comes to its senses, the world will be torn apart by it! ”

"Ansu! It's time to deliver on the promise! ”

Tyrion called out to the last helper in his mind, and a moment later, the dim sky of Golrond seemed to have been transformed into night, and the vast shadow power formed a dark storm between the heavens and the earth, and countless black feathers swirled around the energy storm, sweeping the Death Wing, who had completely lost his mind, into the dark storm.

"Get out!"

"Whoosh"

The power from the demigod allowed the crazy Deathwing to find another purpose to vent its pain, and in its roar, thousands of spinning essentia stone swords flew up from the ground and rushed towards the rift in the sky, the bursting essentia stone sword exploded in the rift, but failed to attack Ansu's body.

The cunning Raven God hides itself in the Shadow Realm, where it is barely harmed.

Above the sky, the door to the Shadow Realm has been opened, and the wilderness demigod Ansu is frantically expanding the rift in this space on the other side, and the greedy power from the Shadow Realm has lifted the twisted flesh and blood of Deathwing from the magma sea, to drag it into another plane, but to fight against the mad Deathwing, it is obviously impossible to rely on this old wilderness demigod alone.

The four dragon claws on the ground had been taut, and Deathwing's body had been pulled away from the sea of magma, the twisted mass of flesh suspended in the air, looking terrifying to the extreme, and it was fighting the rift from the Shadow Realm in this way.

"Bang"

The dragon claw that smashed into Tyrion was sliced by the apocalypse, its sharp blade cut the flesh that connected the dragon's claw and the body, the magic sword greedily tore through the flesh and blood Deathwing's mindless soul, each bite would make the black dragon king's sanity even more chaotic, and the death knight did not stop for a minute, he quickly rushed to the position of the next dragon claw.

He must weaken Deathwing's true form!

On the other side of the crater, the Draenei ship that had fallen on the hillside was slowly rising into the air, and there was no need to communicate the situation anymore, as long as Viren remained sane, the Prophet knew what to do.

"Boom Boom"

The defensive firepower of the forbidden ship opened fire in the sky, and under the control of the Draenei technicians, the cannonballs of holy light falling from the sky accurately smashed on the flesh tentacles of Deathwing's hook on the ground, and the prophet Viren standing on the platform of the ship also called for holy light again, like dense rune chains, the holy light with holy light, wrapped around the flesh and blood of Deathwing's uncontrollable flesh and blood.

The Prophet was wise, he knew very well what he was going to do now, he couldn't kill such a terrifying creature in a short period of time, and the spatial gate that opened in the sky to the Shadow Realm also represented Tyrion's thoughts... In this way, he wanted to seal away the terrifying flesh creature in front of him.

"The whispering chaos spreads through the flesh of evil, a creature itself a symbol of the end of all things... Like a god among the stars. ”

Illiterate among the stars, Viren watched as he struggled frantically in the sea of magma, roaring Deathwing in response, and he clenched the staff of the redeemer in his hand:

"It can't be left in this world, it must be banished!"

"Dear Naru, please help me!"

The Prophet saw a terrifying future in the twisted flesh of Deathwing, and he made up his mind, and the next moment, an endless burst of light from his old body, and above the dim sky of Golrond, a triangular halo of divine runes illuminated the darkness, and at the Prophet's call, more and purer powers of light burst out from the dome of Shattrath, like a radiance of holy light piercing into the sky.

"Click, click, click"

In the midst of this storm of light, the chains of holy light became thicker, and it slowly tightened, like a moving roulette wheel, making a staggered collision sound, and at the moment when the power of Naru and the Prophet merged, the powerful Deathwing's counterattack was also suppressed, and the layers of light trapped its breeding flesh and body like the most solid cage.

In Deathwing's unwilling roar, the last of the dragon's claws that hooked the earth were severed by Tyrion's sword, and its massive body lost its fixation, and was grabbed by the open shadow gate in the sky and lifted into the sky.

Archmage Khadgar once again absorbed the power of the skull in his hand, and between the dark storm wrapped around his body, he raised his hands high, and his furious magic formed an invisible fist, pushing the imprisoned Black Dragon King from below, and at a faster speed, he was swallowed by the dark storm entwined in the sky.

At the moment when the badly injured Deathwing was completely thrown into the Shadow Realm, Ansu's screams rang out almost simultaneously, and the next moment, the rift door of the Shadow Realm was closed, and the huge body of the Raven God also appeared beside the Death Knight.

The demigod had a horrible scar on its wings, a memento of Deathwing's counterattack.

"The Shadow Realm can't control it! Tyrion, you've made me miserable! ”

Ansu screamed in dissatisfaction: "That world is too weird, even I don't dare to explore too much inward, who knows what that monster will evolve into in it, and the country I built in the Shadow Realm is being destroyed by it... It's going to break the seal soon! ”

The demigod of the wilderness stared at Tyrion with a dangerous gaze:

"You must compensate me for my losses!"

The Death Knight put away his weapon, and at his feet was a hideous dragon claw, he glanced back at Ansu, and said in a deep voice:

"Then go to Azeroth as fast as you can, throw it in that world, where there is the power to deal with it, and you have done what you promised me, and I will do what I promised you!"

"Azeroth!"

A tired voice rang out behind Ansu and Tyrion, Archmage Khadgar holding Gul'dan's skull in his hands, a layer of dark magic still wrapped around his body, his eyes full of exhaustion, but at this time, he stared at the Death Knight with a vicious gaze:

"You're going to throw that monster into Azeroth? You are crazy! I... Disagree! ”

Tyrion glanced at the angry archmage with indifferent eyes, and the next moment, he turned back to Ansu and said:

"Hurry to the Hellfire Peninsula now, and the garrison will help you get into Azeroth, just as we once said."

Feeling a sense of humiliation, the neglected archmage stepped forward, raised his fist, and shouted:

"I said, I don't..."

"Click"

Khadgar's neck was clasped by the cold armor, and in the burst of death energy, the magical shield he had placed outside his body was destroyed almost instantly, and his body was pulled towards Tyrion, who whispered in his ear:

"Don't make a fuss, Khadgar... In this world, your opinion doesn't matter at all! ”

"I haven't killed you yet, so you should learn to be grateful, my friend!"

The archmage who was choked by the neck frantically slapped Tyrion's arm, after Gul'dan's skull was taken, the magic in his body was in a state of exhaustion, there was no way to fight back, he felt suffocation, and in the eyes of the death knight, he also saw the undisguised killing intent, which reminded Khadgar of the stranger he met in Shattrath.

"Ahem... Ahem, Sephir... That's right... You... Not to be trusted! But Tyrion... Everything you're doing now, everything... It's all... Futile! ”