The pitiful Red Dragon Queen could only wait for the next person who was qualified to use Demon's Soul to judge her fate.
Silence!
Dead silence.
The queen's chest rose and fell with rapid breathing.
"As expected, did I still have too much hope? Alright, I shouldn't have asked too much of Duque. Who's next? No matter who it is, as long as they can truly free me, I swear I'll treat them well. Abandon the high and mighty dignity of the dragon race. Treat them well … "
Alexstrasza's mind was in a mess. Her fate was in someone else's hands. It didn't feel good to be hovering between hope and despair, heaven and hell.
But she had to wait.
She didn't expect to see Marian Firewing, a high-ranking elven Magician.
Marian walked in as cleanly and elegantly as if she was taking a stroll in her own garden.
"I am the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza! Quick! Release me, save me! " Like a drowning person who couldn't swim, the queen instinctively asked for help when she saw the emblem of the Alliance and the Silver Moon Council on Marian's chest.
For thousands of years, the Red Dragon Army had a good relationship with the Silver Moon Council.
At this moment, Marian smiled. It was a proud smile, with an unbridled feeling that was infinitely close to madness. The female elf who was smiling like a flower gave the Queen a terrible ominous feeling.
"Save you? Who said I'm going to save you? "Marian asked with an extremely cold smile, pushing the queen's heart into a bottomless abyss again.
She had already fallen into the eighteenth level of hell. Who would have thought that there was another one at the bottom?
Thirty-six levels of hell? Are you afraid?
The Red Dragon Queen's voluptuous body trembled. In the eyes of men, this might be an original sin of temptation. Unfortunately, in the eyes of the same sex, this was a sin.
In Marian's eyes, there was clear … jealousy!
"Dragons are so good. Eternal life in the true sense … eternal beauty … eternal youth … Back then, the eternal life of my Night Elf compatriots was also bestowed by you, wasn't it? Your Majesty, the Giver of Life. "She seemed to be murmuring to herself, but it made the queen's heart colder.
"Who are you? Who are you loyal to? "
"Whoosh, it really is [Demon's Soul]." Marian walked to the place where Duque had died and picked up the platinum disc. "Remember your new master's name! Mother Dragon! My name is Marian Firewing! Hahaha! "
Alexstrasza's beautiful face was flushed with anger, but before she had time to feel sad, she began to feel the soul torture from the [Demon's Soul].
"Ah ah ah —" The pain of having his heart pierced by countless needles was something he was unable to adapt to. "You … You're a Warlock? You're one of Nesario's men?! "
Not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry could use the Demon's Soul. Only Warlocks could operate this terrifying demonic artifact. In less than a second, Marian could clearly feel her life force fading away.
With a wave of her hand, a 'mirror' made of ice appeared beside her. Marian could clearly see the wrinkles that appeared on her face.
Anger flashed across her face, and she immediately laughed. "That Orc Warlock is really an idiot. He actually put his own life force into it. If he knew that you created the World Tree … Hahahaha! "
The queen's expression was terrible. The High Elves were not outsiders like the Orcs. They were not so easy to fool. However, as a queen, she instinctively refused to be dominated by Marian.
Alexstrasza gritted her teeth. "You actually want to be my master? Haha! Do you think Nesario will let you go? "
"Nesario? Hahaha! Although he disguised himself well, the long years had made him forget one thing. The [Dragon's Soul] itself was designed with the five Dragon Aspects as the standard. " Marian softly chanted an incantation, and the platinum-colored disc immediately changed. The disc was divided into five equal regions, four of which were radiating with a bright radiance.
The queen immediately realized what Marian wanted to do.
"Wahahaha! Yes! As long as I put the scale that contains Nesario's soul and power into the [Demon's Soul], even the famous Deathwing will become my slave! When that happens, the Five-Colored Dragons will crawl at my feet. I will no longer be a mere Silvermoon Councilor, I will be the Queen of the entire World of Azeroth! Hahahaha — "
Marian laughed wildly. Her laughter was so crazy and unrestrained that it drained the blood from Alexstrasza's face.
Everything was clear. Whether it was her capture or the Red Dragon Legion being controlled, most of it was a conspiracy of Deathwing. However, as Deathwing's backup, as the one who was truly trusted by Deathwing, and as the agent to control the other Four-Colored Dragons, Marian had chosen to betray Deathwing for some reason.
In any case, the artifact [Dragon's Soul], which the Dragon Aspects had created to repel the Burning Legion, had really shot themselves in the foot this time. The queen was not optimistic about Marian controlling Nesario through the [Demon's Soul]. Because it depended on how much of Nesario's soul she got. If it was less than 10%, the evil Black Dragon King would probably kill Marian even if it meant the soul backlash.
Once one-third of the soul was injected like the four Dragon Aspects, control would be inevitable. And it would involve the entire race.
At this moment, Marian was suddenly attacked without a sound.
"Break! Break! Break! Break! " Four emerald green arrows suddenly appeared in the air less than a palm away from Marian. Unfortunately, that was the end. The arrowheads were stuck in the air by some mysterious force, unable to move an inch.
It was only then that an oval magic shield wrapped around Marian appeared in everyone's field of vision.
"Oh?" Marian slowly turned around and looked at the female ranger behind her with a bow. "It's you? Windsor Windrunner. "
It was Windsor. Realizing that something was wrong, she left the frontline to Gavin Rad and the others and followed them like crazy.
"Let me ask you! Where — is — Du — Ke — in? " The usually beautiful and quiet Windsor now had unconcealable anger and excitement. Even her arms, which should not have trembled, were obviously shaking.
Marian smiled wickedly. "He's dead. The person who killed him was Deathwing. "After saying that, she pointed at the [Grand Marshal's Combat Staff] on the ground that was blackened by the flames.
When Windsor came in, it was not that she did not see the blackened head of the staff, but when she suddenly heard the news and saw Alexstrasza's depressed expression, Windsor suddenly felt dizzy.
"No —"
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