Perhaps before Remnant Earn completely lost consciousness, he would think about where he did something wrong and why such an end was the end.

The answer is of course that there is nothing wrong, because he is a very good guy, and the only mistake is that he is the power seed of Deathwing and has not sprouted.

However, after germination, he becomes the wing of death. If he does not germinate, he is just a nutrient and will not have himself no matter how he looks at it.

"It's finally over."

Loniti took a breath and suddenly felt a little moved as he looked at the remnant of the stone platform that had become the dead bones covered with black scales.

Does Deathwing really want to be resurrected through the Remnant Ember? Perhaps the Remnant Ember is the only remnant of his conscience when he is about to die, and the part of Nesario.

Perhaps this is the legacy that Nesario left for his children, a legacy that would make them the new king of the Black Dragon.

Unfortunately, Nefarian and Onyxia, who were also guarded by the Alliance Tribe, had no way to contact this legacy at all.

If it weren't for Loniti, I'm afraid the Black Dragon would have been kept in captivity like a dog or a beast.

"Are you okay?"

Staring at the top of the stone platform with black and red blood, Nefalian swallowed, his eyes full of desire and greed.

As long as you get this power, you can become the new king of the Black Dragon and avenge your experiences over the years and your father's ending!

When the Eternal Legion comes, you can still have a place, and even if the entire Azeroth is destroyed, you can still live with the Black Dragon clan!

By then, I will be the greatest king of the entire Black Dragon Clan!

Loniti looked at Nefarian's face that was so excited that he was a little distorted, and suddenly sneered, and put his fingers into the blood and stirred them up.

Maybe my help is a bit too cheap? Why not... add a little restriction.

"Drink, you are the new king of black dragons."

When he sent the blood to Nefarian, there was no need for Loniti to say anything more. Nefarian swallowed the blood into his mouth in one mouthful and swallowed it.

As if the flames burned in the belly made Nefarian's body turn red. Loniti just set up a barrier to prevent the power from rioting, so she walked out.

"How is my brother?"

Onyxia looked at Loniti nervously. Nefarian's safety was related to the prosperity of the entire Black Dragon clan. She must be nervous whether the inheritance was her brother or not.

Although Luo Niti has promised to give the Black Dragon clan a place in the future, who would want to be a subordinate?

If possible, Onyxia naturally hopes that the strength of the Black Dragon clan can reach the level of the Eternal Dragon clan. Even if it cannot, it will be slightly closer to avoid the situation of relying on others' backs.

"Your brother needs some time to absorb strength, don't bother."

As he said that, he gave a few more instructions, and Loniti returned to her room with a tired body.

That is, the room, or cave, with a hard stone bed.

She also used a lot of her mental power to talk to that creature, but she was a little tired.

Why not... sleep for a while and wait until Nefarian is over? But will you encounter the wind when you fall asleep? Last time he told himself that he would not come to make trouble for himself again...

"Black one and two! You two...yawn, forget it, a little sleepy."

I wanted to call Hei Yi Hei Er to chat and have some fun, but the sleepiness suddenly surged up, making people's eyelids fight.

There was no way, and he was already rushing away Heiyi and Heiyi. Luo Niti took out a set of bedding from the storage ring and spread it on the stone bed. She got in and fell asleep.

There is a saying that goes, it means that everything is in a dream.

Loniti always thought that this sentence was used to laugh at the guys who had nothing and daydreaming all day long, but she didn't expect that this sentence actually spoke the truth!

For example, is there an extra black dragon in my dream?

"You are Nesario, I really don't know what happened to my dream. Anyone can come in."

Looking at the calm middle-aged man sitting on a rocking chair holding a teacup and smiling, Loniti muttered to approach, then reached out and walked through his body.

The co-author is not an entity.

"Hello, my son's ally."

Nesario raised the teacup in his hand and signaled to Loniti, but Loniti was not too polite.

"What do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything, I just come to thank you."

Loniti's attitude was a bit aggressive, but Nesario did not react at all, but was so gentle that it was unbelievable.

Loniti scratched her head and helped Nefarian a lot, but these were based on the other party becoming his own ally, or to put it bluntly, it was just to be his own younger brother.

Will Nesario thank himself for treating the other party’s offspring as his younger brother?

Of course the answer is not.

"But I still don't like you treat my children as your subordinates, but my situation is caused by me. Perhaps it is the best result to leave it to them to deal with it."

Loniti curled her lips. Anyway, Nesario was already a dead dragon. No matter how he said he was happy, these broken stalls needed Nefarian and the others to deal with.

What do you know what Nefarian did for the Black Dragon clan? How much effort did he put in? These are all left by Nesario's willful actions after becoming the Wings of Death.

If Nesario was not Nesario's father, I'm afraid Nesario would have the heart to strangle Nesario to death!

"You are not here to shirk responsibility, right?"

Holding up a cup of tea and taking a sip, Loniti looked at Nasario squintly, trying to find out what happened to the Black Dragon King who suddenly appeared in his dream.

If it's a shirk responsibility, it's a bit too sick!

"The remnant ember is the hope I left behind. I originally thought Nefarian would understand it myself, but I didn't expect that I would still need help from others in the end."

Nesario shook his head and said helplessly.

"My expectations for him are still too high."

"Are you expecting a little dragon to rely on itself in a dire strait like Azeroth? You're thinking too much."

Loniti's ridicule was something that Nesario did not expect, but he was not surprised for too long and returned to his calm.

"I do think too much, but I have to do something to make up for my mistakes..."

Nesario stood up and bent down deeply at Loniti.

"Please help the Black Dragon clan. You don't need to live a brilliant life, but you have to live."

Nesario lowered his head, which was something Ronitti didn't expect.

Because he lowered not only his head, but also his dignity, he belonged to the dignity of the dragon.

“…I can’t promise, but I will do my best.”

Loniti was silent for a moment and said softly.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!