It was a terrifying power that struck the depths of his soul.
Just like how ordinary creatures would tremble in the face of the terrifying Firebird of a dragon, Fillmore could not resist the ruling will of the Black Dragon King.
No!
This willpower was even more terrifying than that of the current Black Dragon King, Nefarian. It made him tremble because it came from the ancestor of the Black Dragons, Deathwing, Nesario, who was superior to Nefarian.
In the corner of his eyes, Philmer saw Duke, who was laughing coldly, raising a platinum biscuit that only had a fifth of its original size left in his hand.
Nesario deceived the four major dragon clans into injecting souls and power to create the [Soul of the Dragon]. Not only did he eliminate the eyesore of the Burning Legion, but he also laid the foundation for the Black Dragons to run rampant for ten thousand years. This was a widely circulated story among the Black Dragons.
Every Black Dragon had the motto of being cunning and shameless.
When he saw the platinum biscuit, he suddenly understood what it was.
Unfortunately, it was too late. With the totem pole stuck in his throat, he could not even speak.
"No! Why? "Ebonroc exclaimed.
Duque did not do anything. He just lightly activated the power of the [Wrath of the Dragon]. This was already the cruelest killing blow for the two adult Black Dragons who had just been extremely arrogant.
"[Wrath of the Dragon] Special Effect 3: [Black Dragon Torture]! As Nesario is the King of the Black Dragons, he is the ancestor of all Black Dragons. Activating this special effect can directly torture the soul of any Black Dragon descendant. The closer the distance, the purer the bloodline, and the greater the power. "
With this special effect, all the pure-blooded dragons in Blackwing's Nest were trash in front of Duque.
Theon raised the [Ashbringer] high and slashed it down. Fillmore, whose neck had been twisted like a fried dough twist, was not in his best condition. Even his tight dragon scales had relaxed due to the soul punishment. It was as if he had stuck his neck into the guillotine.
What the [Ashbringer] had to do was act as the guillotine for the beheading.
Dragon blood splattered everywhere.
Just like that, Blackwing Nest's fourth boss, Fillmore's enormous dragon head was separated from his body.
On the other side, Ebonroc didn't last long either. With Magni's full force, the [Hand of Savras, Balrog Ragnaros] hammered down on his chest. Vanessa, who was at the side, could clearly hear the crisp sound of the giant dragon's ribs breaking. The golden-yellow flames penetrated Ebonroc's chest, and one could imagine that the giant dragon's heart had most likely turned into charcoal.
Gavin Rad was still afraid that Ebonroc wouldn't die. The [Thunder Fury, Wind Chaser's Blessed Sword] fiercely stabbed into Ebonroc's throat, and with a desperate twist, he almost chopped off Ebonroc's head.
Looking at the frozen black dragon, Magni exclaimed, "Wait a minute! Don't chop off the dragon's head! After I purify this guy's soul, I'm going to put it in my spoils of war storage in Steel Stove Fort. "
"Hey! You all have spoils of war. Do you think I don't? "Gavin Rad was unhappy.
At this moment, a furious dragon's roar came from the depths of Blackwing's Nest, and a black dragon that wasn't much smaller in size than the previous two giant dragons quickly appeared in front of everyone.
The sixth boss, Flamel, was a black dragon that didn't have any special skills other than knowing the 'Princeps's Fury'. After Sasha used [Focus Shooting] to suppress its Berserk state, it was just a piece of cake for her.
"Huff … Huff … Huff …"
In the team of ten, almost everyone except Duque was panting heavily.
It was very tiring, very tough, but also very happy.
The result of the endless battles was that six of the eight Bosses of Blackwing's Nest had been taken care of.
The red dragon had been saved, and the rest were all lying dead in front of them.
Gavin Rad stabbed the sharp tip of the Wind Sword into the ground, and like a sharp weapon stabbing into tofu, half of the sword's edge sank into the ground. Then, he used it as a support, and his entire back passed over.
The lightning that lingered on the Wind Sword seemed to be a beneficial supplement to the magic in Gavin Rad's body.
"Anything else? If so, come at me as well. Don't wait until I fall asleep from exhaustion before someone comes to touch me. I can't take that, "Gavin Rad complained.
Duque shook his head and smiled. "In Blackwing's Nest, there aren't many existences that can threaten us. If the information Onyxia gave me is correct, there's only one big dog left, Chromaggus, and Nefarian. "
"That's good!" Old Cow laid on the ground with his arms and legs spread out. He didn't have Magni's [Deity's Descent]. Although his injuries could be healed by the stimulation of Holy Light, he couldn't replenish the blood that he had lost in a short period of time. After lying down for a while, he sat up, took out the food from his spatial bag, and started eating and drinking.
This was a sunken area without a door beside the hall where Varastaz had been, but it had a good view, so it was used as a temporary resting place.
Duque turned around. "Theon, you're the least exhausted here. You'll be on duty for the first half of the night."
Duque didn't have to worry about the empress dowager. Seeing him nod, Duque didn't say anything else.
"Vanessa, you'll be on duty for the second half of the night."
"Boohoo! Poor maidservant, you're destined to work hard. "
Duque ignored the maidservant's complaints and focused on collecting things. Not only did he collect the spoils of war left behind by the six Bosses, but he also collected the [Hourglasses] dropped by the minions …
While Duque's small team was resting, Nefarian, who was in the hall at the top of the Blackrock Spire, was already restless.
If Duque had gathered all the strong people in the world and attacked Blackwing's Nest with all their might, then Nefarian might have sat on his throne with a playful attitude and waited for Duque's challenge.
Duque had cheated.
Of the six leaders, Duke used [Dragon Soul Fragment] against Razorgore at the start, but he didn't use it against the other five leaders. Of course, in the eyes of the other dragons, this was the [Wrath of the Dragon] that the four major dragon races had towards the black dragons.
Three adult black dragons that were almost as powerful as the ancient dragons and a rather powerful dragon beast had been beaten to death by a mere ten mortals. They hadn't even been able to use 40% of their strength.
Nefarian had tricked the four major dragon races back then. Now, the tables had turned. The four major dragon races were now tricking the black dragons.
Nefarian's heart skipped a beat.
Duque had probably used this when he subdued his sister, Onyxia. This meant that even though he was the self-proclaimed king of the black dragons, he couldn't escape from Duque.
In other words, as long as Duque could stand in front of him, his dream of becoming a dragon king would be over.
Either he surrendered in humiliation and became a mount. Or he would die in the Blackrock Spire without even using half of his strength.
Escape?
This option didn't exist for a proud king!
Nefarian's face was livid. Just then, the sly and sinister voice that he was very familiar with appeared in his mind again.
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