In terms of size, the current Nesario was nearly ten times the size of Onyxia. The gigantic body of the dragon, which was wrapped in thick layers of rock, looked like a mountain with wings, soaring in the sky.
It was as if this was the dragon version of a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Nesario flapped his huge wings that were as wide as Storm Harbor and hovered in the air. He opened his huge dragon mouth that could almost swallow his daughter in one bite, revealing his crisscrossed dragon teeth that looked like sharp rocks. He let out a loud laugh that could be heard all the way to Storm Harbor.
"Hahahaha! My daughter, what are you talking about? If you're trying to make me laugh, then congratulations, you've succeeded! " Nesario's face was full of ridicule. "Now, I'll give you one last chance. Tell me your true identity. Please pay attention to what you say. I will decide whether to tear you into pieces, and then turn you into a zombie dragon to continue serving my cause of destruction. "
This was an unmistakable threat. He was clearly trying to force Onyxia to betray Duke and join Neltharion's side again.
As for whether she would be used as cannon fodder or something else in the future, there was no way of knowing.
In front of the mountain-like body of the Wings of Death, Onyxia really looked very, very small.
If it was in the past, Onyxia would have been terrified no matter what.
"I can't win!"
"I definitely can't win!"
"Going against a terrifying existence like Father is courting death."
"Don't fight him. Once we start fighting, I might be torn to pieces in just one round."
The voice that emerged from Onyxia's heart at this moment was the best portrayal of her mood.
There were many voices in her heart.
Surprisingly, she did not feel upset at all. It was as if the voices that also came from her heart could not affect the core thoughts that dominated her.
At most, they were like buzzing flies, which was a little annoying.
Although the timidity in her heart could not be eradicated, what flashed through her mind at this moment were images of Duque's victories:
Flattening the King of the Molten Core Sea.
Taking care of her brother Nefarian in Blackwing's Nest.
Killing the Ancient God C 'Thun in the Temple of Ahn' Qiraj.
In the Outland, Draenor beat up Illidan.
The Sunwell was stuck in Kil'jaeden.
Odour beat up Yogg-Saron.
He destroyed the Lich King Arthas at the Icecrown Fortress.
…
Onyxia did not know how far Duque's undefeated legend could go. But it seemed that this was far from Duque's limit.
It was enough for him to stand with the victors.
As for his father … Hehe, a loser who had been killed by Duque once still had the nerve to bark?
She did not know when it started, but in Onyxia's eyes, her father, who was incomparably huge, seemed to have become small.
His threatening words were more like the whimpers of a dog, not worth mentioning.
Onyxia's dragon face revealed a very human-like expression of mockery. "Who am I? Of course I am Onyxia, the most loyal mount of the mighty demigod of the Weave, Duke Marcus! As long as Master is willing, you can ride me anytime, anywhere, and however you want. I'm also willing to kill all those who stand in my way for Master, including you — my so-called father, Nesario! "
What a shock!
What a shock!
Nesario had never thought that his daughter, whom he had not seen for a long time, would lose her moral integrity to this extent. Where was his impression of the yes-man daughter who was only fit to be his thug?
Why did he feel that this female black dragon in front of him, who looked exactly the same, was so unfamiliar!
Nesario had yet to react.
The black dragon princess, who had lost her moral integrity, continued shamelessly, "Poor Nesario, haven't you had enough of being a toy of the ancient gods? Since my master can kill you once, he can kill you countless times until you are completely erased from the river of time. Your so-called backer, N 'Zoth, is nothing more than this. As long as he dares to show his face, he will be besieged and killed by Master, just like his companions C 'Thun and Yogg-Saron. "
Onyxia was so proud of herself, like a fox exploiting a tiger's might.
Nesario could not believe his ears, and it took him a full three seconds to react. "Enough! You're a disgrace to the black dragons! Scum of the dragons! You've lost all the face of the wyrms — "
"Face? I'm the 'Dragon of Justice' who 'turned over a new leaf' and successfully joined the ranks of the Dragon Aspects. There's nothing to be ashamed of! Even Alexstrasza has tacitly agreed that I'm Master Duque's mount! "
"Hmph! I'm so disappointed! It seems that you've been completely brainwashed by that despicable human! "
"Brainwashed? You've obviously been brainwashed by N 'Zoth's [Murmurs of the Ancient Gods]. "The black dragon did not lose to her father when it came to trash talking.
He had been reduced from a proud Dragon Aspect to a slave of an ancient god. Although he knew deep down that it was indeed the case, Nesario had never been willing to admit it.
It was bad enough that his daughter was extroverted, but she was still frantically digging up old wounds. This was simply intolerable.
"Ow — The ancient gods are the true rulers of this world! Since these shameless lowly creatures have stolen this world, I will completely purify this world on behalf of the ancient gods, and then rebuild a great world that belongs to the elements — "In a fanatical atmosphere that he had created, Nesario's IQ seemed to have plummeted, and he suddenly shouted slogans.
Crazy!
Capricious!
This was also one of the important reasons why Onyxia was afraid of her father in the first place.
But at this moment, she felt that her so-called terrifying father was nothing more than this.
That was because her experience had changed her view.
Different perspectives meant different views.
In the face of Nesario, who had begun to charge at her, Onyxia spat out a fireball.
This fireball seemed to be no different from the ones she usually used.
Nesario did not care. When he realized that he could not use his wings to fan away the fireball that was coming straight at him, he raised a huge claw and slapped it.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, the fireball hit the tip of the claw and exploded. The scorching airflow rippled the air around the claw. Due to the rapid change in the temperature of the atmosphere, the field of vision there looked a little blurry and distorted.
Something unexpected happened.
The tip of the dragon claw, which was wrapped in earth elements and collided with the fireball, exploded on the spot.
Onyxia clearly saw that a section of the fingertip was blown off by the explosion. Under the impact of the explosion, it flew dozens of meters away, then fell in an arc towards the sea.
Wait a minute!
What the hell is this?
At this moment, Onyxia suddenly remembered the first sentence that Duque said when he ordered her to fight. "I'll leave that coward wing to you."
Coward!?
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