In Stormwind City, in the inner garden of Stormwind Fortress, suddenly a light flashed, and Onexia appeared.

She was covered in blood and had injuries in several places, the worst of which was in the chest.

Jiang Zheng's fists mainly bombarded her back, and only a few other places bombarded her.

The scales on the black dragon's abdomen were naturally the hardest, not even much worse than Anubarak's carapace, although it was attacked most fiercely by Jiang Zheng, it was not a big problem.

But in other places, the dragon scales are not so thick, especially the chest, which is seriously injured, the left half is completely collapsed, and the right half is also deaf and pulled, and even the chest that the dragon scales have changed into is completely unable to support it, and it has changed from E to A.

Onexia looked down and saw that the Hyjal Peak on his chest had turned into the Alterac Hills, which was called a qi, and his bloody face was blue and red, so he had to cast a spell casually, erasing all the blood scars, and using illusions to cover up the injuries on his body, it looked like a shriveled balloon had been inflated again, bulging up, full of temptation.

Onexia nodded in satisfaction and walked slowly towards the interior of the palace.

Soon, she made her way to the throne room, the deepest part of the palace, where she met King Varian and Duke Berval, who were discussing the problems of the western wilderness, as well as the somewhat rebellious Prince Anduin.

"Katrana, where have you been these two days?" Bolval raised his head with a slight reproach: "Those Lordaeron nobles in the Western Wilderness, they're making trouble again!" They demanded tax cuts, and Grian complained to me several times that he didn't want to be the commander of the Wild West People's Army! Grian is still too tender, I think Marcus should be allowed to go, he has enough means! ”

"Ms. Katlana, my idea is that taxes can be cut, after all, those nobles don't have an easy life, and they helped me kill that old bastard of Van Cleef......"

King Varian, who had a generous and benevolent face, was about to express his opinion, but when he saw the "Lady Katrana" walking quickly, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and with a powerful force, he grabbed Prince Anduin directly.

"Let go of me! Let go of me, you bastard! I knew you weren't a good thing! Reginald says you're related to the Black Dragon Legion! And then you drove him away! ”

Prince Anduin, who was not yet 10 years old, struggled with his hands and feet, but a blue-purple mist wrapped around him, making it impossible for him to resist.

"Countess Presto, what are you doing! Why are you arresting my son? ”

King Varian, who loves his son, wants to rush over and punch Onexia, but he is afraid that doing so will anger the other party and cause his precious son to suffer more terrible damage.

He was a little confused, a little puzzled.

Lady Katrana has always been considered the most beautiful woman and the most attractive woman in the entire Stormwind City, and she is also a rare stream of fresh water among the filthy aristocratic class.

Every time he saw her, King Varian felt a light in his eyes and his heart was filled with joy.

Lady Katrana is the most beautiful pearl of the kingdom of Azeroth, the most skillful noblewoman, and his right-hand man.

Since Queen Tiffin died, he has devoted all his attention to his only son, ignoring the politics of Stormwind, causing many old nobles to grow bigger.

Stormwind can still maintain the current stable situation, those old nobles dare not mess around, and the stubborn Marshal Reginald was also thrown to the Burning Plains, all thanks to the Regent of Berval and Lady Catlana.

He didn't even know why, but he always felt that Lady Catlana had a greater credit than the Lord Regent of Bowval.

But what does she want to do today?

What the hell is she doing?

"Ahh Katrana, my love, what's wrong with you? How could you do this to our prince? He's the next king of the kingdom of Azeroth, and you can't do that to him! Put him down, Katrana ...... "Bolval realizes something is wrong, too.

But I don't know why, as soon as I saw the face of "Katrana", and then looked down again, and saw those uneven curves, his tough tone instantly softened, infinitely gentle.

A strange force subtly blinded his mind, making him feel that the countess in front of him was the most perfect woman in the world, and everything she did was right, even if it was obviously wrong, it was also right, and there was a reason for her to do so.

Even if she captures Prince Anduin, it must have been Prince Anduin who did something wrong!

"Hehe, I originally wanted to play with you, but I didn't expect that guy Nicholas to disturb my interest! In that case, let's settle you all once and for all! Varian, you're the first to die! ”

Lady Katrana, the black dragon princess Onexia, raises her hand in another strange dark spell, this time targeting the enraged King Varian.

Although it is not a legendary spell, the Varian king in front of him has not awakened the wolf soul, nor has a weapon on his body, and even what he is wearing is not a precious armor, but the most ordinary king costume, without any defense.

Varian, under the influence of Onexia's spiritual spells, was split into two, and this one is the benevolent and benevolent him.

Although his combat skills are as strong as the other one, he has experienced too few wars, the real life and death gladiatorial battle is useless, and he is not experienced enough against the enemy, coupled with the influence of Onexia's charm technique, it is too late to dodge for a while.

However, the spell did not fall on Varian's body, and a flash of holy light blocked it.

Boval, in Varian's way!

He is shrouded in a thick layer of holy light, which is the paladin's most powerful life-saving skill: the Holy Shield Technique!

Bolvar was originally a half-step legendary paladin, second only to the existence of the four legendary paladins, and at this time he resisted with all his strength and blocked Onexia's dark spell.

"Bergall, my love! How dare you stop me? ”

Onexia was visibly taken aback.

She spent more than ten years continuously influencing Berval with spiritual spells, making him think that he was the best person in the world and obey her.

Whether it's increasing taxes, making the people of Stormwind boil, or secretly colluding with the Brotherhood of Defia, she uses the power of Bolval for everything.

With Berval's wisdom, it is possible to discover all this, but under the influence of her spiritual spells, whatever she does, Berval subconsciously thinks that it is right, and has never missed it for so many years.

She and Bolval are already de facto husband and wife, just missing a grand and luxurious wedding and a witness to the crystallization of love.

She doesn't have no feelings for Bolval, after all, compared to the sister and brother who was cruel and sadistic to herself, Bolval was so gentle and so good to her.

She really couldn't have imagined that at such a time, Bolval would actually stand in front of Varian and deal with her!

"Katrana, I am the regent of Stormwind, and I have followed Marshal Lothar to protect the country! I will lift His Majesty to the throne with my own hands! No one wants to hurt him, and neither can you! ”

Boval's face was full of heartache: "Katrana, tell me, why!" Why are you doing this? ”

"Why? To ruin the country! ”

A voice of deep vicissitudes sounded.

Supported by hundreds of Stormwind Royal Guards, and accompanied by General Marcus, an old marshal, who was almost fifty years old, pushed open the door and entered the throne room.

"Reginald!" Onexia's eyes showed a deep disgust.

"Black Dragon Princess, Onexia!" Marshal Reginald raised his sword: "Charge! For His Majesty's sake, for Stormwind's sake, slay the abominable Black Dragon! ”