The Great Lord's estimation of the Guardian Dragon King was still a little wrong.

Ysera woke up sooner than he had imagined, and the Green Dragon Queen opened her eyes in the darkness as the Dark Temple hid above the clouds and flew over the land of Northrend.

Hurt!

This was the first perception that poured into the conscious Ysera's mind, and there was not a single bone in her body that didn't hurt, as if she had been trampled on by hundreds of mammoths in turn, especially the wound that had been burned by the fire of evil energy, which made the mighty Ysera can't help but let out a moan.

Cold!

It was the second sense that poured into her mind, and the place where she was was was like a real ice cave, the cold that seeped into her bone marrow poured under her flesh from everywhere, and there was even a feeling of freezing the bone marrow.

And this kind of cold is not simply cold, as the guardian dragon king, her strong physique has determined that ordinary cold can't hurt her at all, this kind of cold is more precise, it is an extreme law that affects her own strength.

On top of that, Ysera finds herself unable to transform... A special force slid into her body like a nail, forcibly maintaining her in human form, and Ysera tried to awaken the power of the dream, she could feel that she had not been stripped of the power of the dream, but now she was too weak to break free from the shackles under the confinement of that cold power.

Ysera struggled to sit up from the stone bed, trying to clear her confused thoughts, the last scene in her memory was the scene where the shield of the power of dreams and the protection of natural energy were pierced by a blow from the terrible dragon of war, and she only remembered that she kept tumbling in the air, and finally fell to the earth, and then was shrouded in endless darkness.

Wait, no!

Ysera's eyes narrowed, and it occurred to her that at the moment she fell to the earth, when she looked at the sky for the last time, she seemed to see a dark palace suspended in the air, and a place standing on the edge of the fall pit, looking at her curiously... Genie!

A spooky elf!

"Are you awake?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in the darkness around Ysera, awakening the Green Dragon Queen from her long thoughts, and she turned back to see Ansu standing aside in the form of a crow, looking at her curiously.

Although the relationship between the Green Dragon Queen and this foreign wilderness demigod can only be described as average, in this strange environment in front of her, it is really good to see an acquaintance.

"Ansu! Where is this? ”

"I've always been here, this is the dark temple of Tyrion, the home of the Darkblade Legion."

Ansu in the form of a crow turned her head and pecked at her feathers, then asked Ysera:

"I'm more curious, Ysera, you are the Queen of Dreams, controlling the entire Emerald Dream, how did you end up here? Moreover, still so embarrassed? ”

"I met a villain... Wait, you're saying this is the place for the Darkblade Legion? ”

Ysera's eyes immediately became sharp, and she glared at Ansu in the posture of the Queen of Dreams:

"You really have a collusion with death! I know, you guy, you're very dishonest! Is the reason why the demigods suddenly became uncooperative also related to you? Tell me! ”

"Buzz"

Before Ansu could speak, a scorching halo like the sun lit up in this dark room, and the extreme scorching made the weak Ysera couldn't help but raise her hand and block her eyes, and after the fleeting light dissipated, Ysera saw the thrilling Yang Yan Raven standing beside Ansu in the lit room, which was also shrunk in size, but as beautiful as the burning sun spirit, just like a real handicraft.

"Rukma!"

Ysera exclaimed:

"When did you come back to life?"

"I should have been resurrected a long time ago... It's a pity that you're a stupid girl who doesn't know how to learn the arts, and I've suffered for many years. ”

Rukma uttered the voice of the Queen of the Princess, and with wings like the wings of the sun, she turned to Ansu and said:

"Go! Stay at the door, and don't let anyone else bother me! ”

Ansu glanced at his girlfriend who was about to go crazy with some fear, and said softly:

"Don't go overboard... Tyrion was going to ask her something. ”

"Huh?"

Rukma turned her head to look at Ansu, and the calm gaze made Ansu shudder, and without further words, she flapped her wings and flew out of the door.

"Smack"

The door of this room closed completely at this moment, and in front of Ysera's eyes, Rukma in the form of a raven burned with golden-red flames all over her body, and in that brilliant firelight, it quickly transformed into the image of a perfect female raven, similar to Rahi, the queen of ravens far away in the world of Draenor.

Adorned with emblems, ornaments, and perfect gems that symbolized the sun and light, the female crow man in a splendid golden war dress moved her wrists and shoulders as if to complain, and said to the weakened Ysera:

"You see, the bad thing about having a weak boyfriend is that I have to maintain my crow form all the time, pretending that I can't change my appearance, so as not to irritate his fragile mind, which is really annoying sometimes..."

Rukma clenched her claw-like fist, then released it again, sliding slowly over Isera's cheek with a strange smile on her face:

"I heard that when Ansu entered the Emerald Dream Realm, you felt sorry for it? You bullied my boyfriend, right? The Queen of Dreams... I've heard, you're still very good at fighting? ”

"What are you going to do?"

Ysera, whose dream power was imprisoned all over her body, looked at Rukma as she approached, she instinctively sensed an undisguised malice, she curled up on the bed, and screamed at Lady Yang Yan, whose whole body was exuding a dangerous and violent aura in front of her:

"Don't come here!"

"Don't worry, cutie... This will be over soon, I just want to... Move your hands and feet, and your self-healing ability is very strong, and it looks like you can make me fight for a long time. ”

"Ahh

A scream came from the house, and Ansu, who was guarding the door, suddenly shuddered, making it can't help but complain in its heart, maybe there was something wrong in Tyrion's resurrection process of Rukma, maybe the beast consciousness is still affecting its own Rukma, otherwise, why does it seem that after it wakes up this time... So violent?

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"How did you get this way?"

Thirty minutes later, on the large platform on the top floor of the Dark Temple, Tyrion, who was playing with his daughters, frowned and looked at Ysera, who was disheveled.

The already weak Green Dragon Queen was like being thrown into the magma and fished out at this time, her green leather armor was covered with burnt black burns, her exposed purple skin also had some painful claw marks, her hair was scattered, and even the bone-white dragon horns had traces of being burned by the flames.

If Ysera was a deep lady with a lot of posture before, now Ysera is like a crazy girl who fought and lost a fight on the street.

Seeing Tyrion's curious gaze, Ysera couldn't help but sniff, and there was a bruise on the edge of her left eye that had been punched by the punch, which made her look even more embarrassed.

"She got into a fight with Rukma! Still losing. ”

Yuna, the little ghost riding behind Arceus, the lazy soul herder, smiled and secretly said to Dornan beside her:

"I just heard her screaming, she was chased and beaten by the crazy woman Rukma in the house, and finally she was hung up and pumped, like I told you, Rukma is very powerful!"

"Rukma is beautiful, alas."

Dornan, who was catching a beautiful white bird and trying to dress it, flicked his tail and said to Yuna:

"Just like a phoenix, it flies like the sun, and it flies upside down!"

After living in the Dark Temple for so many years, the little girl has also grown up, thanks to the strong physical fitness of the Draenei, Yuna, who began to develop, is as tall as Vanessa, who is already 17 years old, in just 2 years, and judging by Iriel's height, Yuna may eventually become the tallest of these children.

"I don't think we'd better stay here..."

Vanessa, who had become a high-level assassin, looked left and right, and then carefully picked up the cat-like black leopard at her feet and took Dornan's hand:

"Let's go, Tyrion looks like he has something important to say to this lady, let's go play with Tyria, and let her see these cuties by the way..."

Vanessa stroked the head of the little panther in her arms, her face full of doting:

"She's going to be jealous of us."

"But Dad said that if he captured the soul bear today, he would give it to Delia to raise... So she'll have a pet too. ”

"Will Anduin have it? And the nasty Sarantia, I don't like her, she's just a leprechaun who just likes to play with Anduin! ”

"It's hard to say, but it is said that there are still two demigods who have not given us soul fragments, so if you count it, they should have it too."

The girls chattered away from the top platform, and Tyrion sighed a little tired as he watched his daughters leave, and then sat down on the stairs leading to the throne above the large platform, he lit himself a cigar for the undead, and in the midst of the mist, he focused on the green dragon queen in front of him.

In just a few minutes, the scars on her body had already erased a lot, and the healing effect of the power of dreams was truly breathtaking.

"Raising children is so exhausting, but even if I am an emotionless soul, I feel peace of mind when I am with these children..."

Tyrion spat out a smoke ring, and he looked at Ysera:

"What? The Great Awakened came to my palace and planned to remain silent forever? This should be our first meeting, right? ”

However, the Awakened didn't care what the High Lord in front of her wanted from her, she was more concerned about the "pets" that followed the girls.

"Those... Those are..."

Ysera's voice trembled, she had lived with the spirits of the wilderness demigods for ten thousand years, she was all too familiar with the breath of those beast spirits, and she stared at Tyrion with a look of anger, pain, and remorse:

"How can you be so humiliated..."

"Oh, that's what you said."

The Great Lord waved his hand indifferently:

"It's just some little things catalyzed by the souls of demigods, they can't be called combat power yet, so let's make pets for the children first, after all, their mother and I are very busy and don't have much time to play with the children, so we can only compensate them in this way, these are good children."

"But that's a demigod! It's a demigod of the wilderness! ”

Ysera screamed:

"They should be on the battlefield! The world should be maintained! Should... Instead of being treated as a pet! ”

"Oh?"

Tyrion's eyes turned cold:

"In my case, they're pets! How... Do you have an opinion? ”

"Oh woo!"

A chirp of chicks rang out in the empty hall, and in Ysera's shocked gaze, a little raven with a striking resemblance to Rukma appeared in the flames and stood on Tyrion's shoulder, the chick seemed to have just hatched and was still very young, but its golden-red feathers and fluttering golden feathers already represented its extraordinary.

The little raven was affectionately attached to Tyrion's ear, chirping immaturely, and Tyrion took out a soul stone and placed it in front of the little raven's eyes, as if feeding a pet.

"Look, it's not just kids, I actually have pets like that..."

Tyrion refocused on the Awakened:

"I call it Ephelthal, and that's nice, right?"

"What are you going to do when you arrive!"

Ysera clenched her fists, everything she saw in the past few minutes was challenging her bottom line as the Queen of the Green Dragon and the guardian of the Dream Realm, she could probably guess the true strength of the Great Lord in front of her, but in this kind of matter related to the bottom line, Isera did not intend to back down, she scolded loudly:

"What the hell are you going to do collecting these demigod spirits!"

Tyrion was calm in the face of Ysera's anger, patting the little raven on the shoulder on the head, who flapped his wings and abolished the Dark Temple, turning into a flash of fire in the air and quickly disappearing into the sky.

"I've heard, with Ansu and Rukma, there are 15 wilderness demigods in the entire world of Azeroth who represent the extreme embodiment of life..."

The Great Lord raised his head, and a wisp of white smoke wafted above his head, blurring his face, and he said slowly:

"Since there are 15 wilderness demigods guarding this side of life, death... Can't we have a symbol of our own? ”

"Since there are 15 demigods..."

"Then there must be an equal 15 dead demigods..."

The Great Lord looked at the Green Dragon Queen, whose whole body trembled because of his speech, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly:

"Isn't this a natural thing that fits the balance of life and death?"

"But Azeroth doesn't have any damn death demigods at all! You madman! ”

Ysera shouted uncontrollably:

"What you are arrogantly chasing is just an illusion that can never be realized!"

Faced with this dragon king's anger, Tyrion shook his head with some disappointment:

"It really wasn't before, because no one could speak for death before, but Ysera, I'm here to tell you a truth today."

"I will create the demigods of death with my own hands, and I will manifest the eternal silence and withering of death with my own hands, and I will warn the world with this! It's like I'm transforming the world little by little... You will see, and then, you will accept it, and you will accept death on the other side of the scale, which is as heavy as the life you are guarding! ”

"And you, you have to accept it!"

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