Everyone's faces were filled with shock and confusion.
Taranis' extremely weak but clear voice could be heard. "Don't be shocked! In some ways, I feel the same way as you. For my beloved queen, I'm willing to give up everything. For her to suffer less, I'm willing to blind my own conscience and sully my own soul. I'm willing to kill humans for the filthy orcs. So … this is my atonement. "
"You …" Daelin's hand went limp without him realizing it. He held the humanoid red dragon that was about to fall, feeling a little lost.
"Yes! This is the Red Dragon Race's answer to you, to humans, and to the entire Alliance. I wonder, are you satisfied now? "
"I …" He wanted to say yes, but when the words came to his mouth, Daelin's mouth was filled with bitterness. He could not say it no matter what.
"Don't be shocked … You earned this yourself. If you're just a coward, I'll tear you apart in one bite. I, Taranis, have ruled this world for 10,000 years. I will not die in the hands of a piece of trash. " Even though Daelin could clearly feel the dragon's life slipping away, the dragon's voice was still very clear.
"Hiss!" Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. The Red Dragon's arrogance was ingrained in their bones. Ordinary people, no matter how high their status was or how good their reasons were, had no right to demand justice from the Red Dragon Army.
As expected, only heroes had the right to be acknowledged by the dragons!
Thinking of this, everyone could not help but respect Daelin.
Taranis was still speaking. "I know that I've sinned greatly. So, after I die, you can do whatever you want with my body as compensation to you and the entire Alliance … However, this is all the compensation from the Red Dragon Army."
Suddenly, the humanoid Taranistas pushed Dallin away. Then, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, his body began to grow rapidly. In less than three seconds, he turned back into the dragon that was dozens of meters long.
However, unlike the mighty and domineering aura from before, this time, this giant dragon finally began to walk towards the end of its life …
One minute.
Two minutes.
Five minutes.
Ten minutes.
When the huge body of the dragon was no longer moving, everyone could confirm that the terrible dragon that had been wreaking havoc in the Arathi Highlands and the Hillsbrad area for months, and even destroyed the entire King's City of Riptide Castle, had finally made up for the sins it had committed.
Suddenly, someone started applauding. It was Duque. He applauded his brave father, who knew that he was no match for the dragon, but still dared to challenge it alone.
"Clap clap!" The clear and unique applause attracted everyone's attention.
"Clap clap clap!" More people started clapping.
"Pa pa pa pa!" They were the elite soldiers of the various countries who were still in the plaza. They were slapping their swords against their shields. They were saluting Dai Lin in a warrior's way.
However, the winner of this slightly special dragon-slaying battle was sitting paralyzed on the ground, unable to get up. Everyone could see the cold sweat glistening on his back.
Gina and Tanreid hurried over to help Daelin up. King Daelin didn't go back to rest. Instead, he insisted on coming to Duque.
"Thank you, Brother Duque!" The hero of the seven seas smiled sincerely. "Even after this battle is over, you must come to Kul 'Tiras more often."
"Of course, of course." Duque smiled.
Daelin glanced at Laing, who was beside Duque, and whispered to Laing, "If Laing or William don't treat you well, you can come to Kul 'Tiras. You can choose between a prince or a duke."
"Hey! Hey! "Laing pretended to be angry.
On the other side, a triumphant ceremony that had been specially prepared for Duque had been disrupted by Daelin. In less than ten minutes, the ceremony was dismissed hastily. Of course, some people were unhappy about this incident. Some politicians even secretly cursed Daelin, saying that Daelin had wiped out the cooperation between the Crimson Dragon Army and the Alliance, or more accurately, the Crimson Dragon Army and the humans.
Afterwards, in the state guesthouse, Laing also asked Duque about the Crimson Dragon Army.
Duque pondered for a while, and decided to reveal the truth to Laing and Andoine.
"Ah, I didn't expect Taranis to do that."
"That's an ancient Crimson Dragon! Will the Crimson Dragon Army really not mind a powerhouse second only to the queen? "
"It's alright. Because Taranis was about to die anyway. "
"Huh!?" Laing and Andoine were shocked at the same time.
"Isn't the life of a dragon unlimited?" Andoine asked in bewilderment.
"Yes. However, even the 'Life Giver' can't deal with the torture of the disease. Taranis has been suffering from the disease for many years. This is no secret among the dragons. His vitality has been weakening, and he has only lived for so long because of Alexstrasza's support. "Duque sighed.
Laing asked, "Then did he do so much for the queen purely to repay her kindness? And in order to heal the enmity between the Crimson Dragon Army and the Alliance, he deliberately sacrificed himself? "
Duque smiled bitterly. "I can't answer that question. But I think the window of cooperation with the Crimson Dragon Army is not completely closed. "
Andoine immediately perked up. "You're saying that the Alliance can form a legion of Dragon Knights!?"
The Orcs' Dragon Knights really made the Alliance suffer. Even with the support of the Wildhammer Dwarves from the Eagle Nest Mountain, the Alliance actually lost more than they won.
After all, the limit of the Gryphons' talent was there. Compared to the wyrms, they were far inferior.
Duque smiled slyly. "It's Stormwind that has the opportunity to form a legion of Dragon Knights."
This sentence really made Laing and Andoine laugh uncontrollably.
"Okay, the last question. Duque, how do you solve the problem?"
"That's my personal secret." Duque smiled mysteriously.
After sending off the two leaders of Stormwind, Duque suddenly found a red-haired beauty holding a large bottle of wine on his windowsill while taking a shower.
The iconic fiery red bikini armor with gold-rimmed edges, and the tall dragon horns on her head all spoke of the owner's identity — the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza.
Gazing at the bright moon, the queen murmured softly, "I realized that human wine can sometimes be a good thing. At least it can numb my nerves when I don't want to think about things."
Duque smiled faintly. "Don't joke around. This bit of wine can't numb your nerves. "
"If I force my vitality down to one ten-thousandth, then it'll be fine." The queen looked back with a sad expression. She seemed to want to cry, but couldn't.
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