"Crash"

The griffin carrying Black flew into the range of the Altlan Mountains in the dark. The biting cold wind suddenly rushed towards him, making the little fish tremble in the cold, and hid in Black's clothes croaking.

A creature like a giant eagle and a lion is very similar to a mixture of a giant eagle.

The front half of the body is an eagle, with wide and warm feathers, and the back half is a lion, and a smooth mane, which is very comfortable to pick up.

This fantasy beast is huge and can carry three people to ride together.

And they have excellent endurance and very fast flight speed. They are extremely brave. They can even compete with the dragon when they have free knights and have an advantage in numbers.

The Shinterland Mountains where the Wildhammer Dwarfs settled, there is a dragon, which is also the habitat of griffons.

They are excellent mounts and comrades, and can always have confidence in them, but now, Black, with flying goggles, is looking for them at high altitudes.

Soon, he saw a red light appearing in the distance, motionless.

Just in a snow-capped forest.

"There!"

The pirate gently patted the griffin's neck and guided it to glide down there.

But the griffin seemed to smell the smell of a dragon. It became irritable and fell into the forest hundreds of meters away, so it was unwilling to move forward.

But that's OK.

Black jumped off the griffin, took out the flame blade Sanksu from his magic bag, carried it behind him, wrapped it in a long hood, and quickly walked towards the large dense forest that had been knocked down in front of him.

He soon discovered his goal.

In this cold place, in a mess of cedar forest, and above the heavy snow, a giant is waiting to die.

Under the blow of Death Wings, the bronze young dragon who was dying and who was infected by the strange power contained in the broken stone was lying there.

Continuously whimpering painfully.

The scales on its abdomen were torn, and a large amount of dragon blood was spilled, and its mind was full of whispers from the abyss of the void, and its soul was suffering more terrifying damage than its body.

It can no longer hold back.

Worse, the strange power injected into its body by the Deathwing cut off its connection with the timeline, and it could not even call for reinforcements.

I can only wait for death alone and sadly here.

It saw Black appear from the shadows.

But it no longer had the energy to scold him or attack him, and the poor young dragon was almost finished.

No.

What it will suffer is a more terrible ending than death.

All the young dragons have heard of that sad story.

About how the once powerful guardian of the earth, Nesario, the king of the black dragon, went crazy in the temptation of the void, and fell completely into the abyss of madness and despair, in the ancient battle that collapsed ten thousand years ago.

It became the terrible death wing.

He also betrayed his compatriots and held the evil artifact of the Dragon Soul. In just a short time, he tore the dragon's camp apart, and all dragon legions were seriously injured.

Including Black Dragon himself.

In that battle, the Blue Dragon Legion was almost destroyed by Death Wings himself.

Since then, the Black Dragon Legion has been contaminated with hopeless madness from the source of their bloodline. In the past ten thousand years, the Black Dragon has been hunted and killed by other giant dragons and is now close to the brink of destruction.

The Black Dragons' depravity is the situation Sefier is facing now.

Deathwing gave it a "gift".

The power of void that escaped from the abyss is dragging it into an endless ending.

"You are a bronze dragon. The key point you learn in the cave of time is to make good use of time, predict the dangers of the present in the future, and then avoid possible disasters of death.

This world is so mysterious. There are always some things that you can't hide from. Just as when we parted last time, I told you, the bronze dragon is very powerful.

But you are not invincible.

Dear Sefire.

You didn't understand what I mean, you didn't learn this lesson."

When this tragic fate came, Sefir, who was dying, heard the residue of time in front of him and called it his name, and suddenly felt shocked.

A little awake in that bad state filled with whispers in my mind.

The young bronze dragon lying on the ground, wailing, turned its huge snake-eyed dragon eyes and stared at Black. It asked with difficulty:

"How did you recognize me? I should have no intersection with you in the past and the future!"

"Really?"

Black stood ten meters away with the young dragon holding his hands, shrugging his shoulders, looking at Sefiel, who was in a bad situation in front of him, shook his head, and said:

"It's all like this, Sefiel, the first question you asked me is just this? How did the big guys of the Quicksand Scale teach you?

All right.

If you really want to know, then I tell you, maybe it's because I shouldn't have appeared.

As you said, I am just a humble remnant of time.

Just like your unique taste, like the future I have seen, look at this flashy moon-white long skirt, look at this slender body with white hair.

You are really a beauty-loving girl.

Too low-key.

Perhaps, you should learn from your senior, my future friend Cromi, or use the more familiar name between you, Crodom.

A female dragon with a male name.”

Speaking of this, Black curled his lips and said as if he was complaining:

"Of course, Ms. Cromi's low-key is also a show-off in a sense. If you have a little understanding of dwarf civilization, you will know that in that atheist race, it is impossible to have a career like a priest who needs faith.

She was probably the only dwarf dressed by the Holy Light Priest in the entire Azeroth.

If you can survive and have the honor to see her, tell her for me that I saved her in a timeline in the future and saved her from the desperate situation of being assassinated by eight different enemies at the same time..."

Black raised the Blade of Flame in his hand, the six super entries of this legendary weapon, which determined that it could become a Dragon Slaying Blade.

It can easily cut the dragon scales of young dragons.

It can cut its hard bones and take its life away.

Therefore, the pirate said maliciously:

"Of course, I doubt whether you can survive tonight."

"you..."

Sefir's shock was beyond words,

But it's really bad now.

As Black's gaze, the young dragon raised its head and, under the support of its slender neck, whimpered in pain, like a dying beast.

The wound on its abdomen has already shown signs of voiding.

Weird shadow tentacles, summoned from the abyss, attached to its wounds, were the purest shadow of the void, which infected Sefir from the soul level.

Once the soul is polluted, its dragon body will soon be infected by the void into an abominable thing.

The flesh and blood tentacles are just the beginning.

Then there are eyeballs growing everywhere, covered with abscesses and dirty blood, deformed and nauseous.

"Then kill me!"

Sefiel whimpered in pain. Its slender neck could no longer support its big head. It hit Black hard like a collapsed mountain peak, splashing dust in front of Black's eyes as the ground shaking.

It obviously knows everything it will encounter next.

It said hard and hard:

"The weapon in your hand can break my dragon scales, kill my destiny, and kill me! My future and past are collapsing, and I am being driven out of the time network by the void.

I will be contaminated.

I will be its weapon to attack my fellow countrymen!

Don't let me become a monster like it!

After killing me, go to Kalimdo, go to the Cave of Time, go to the Dragon Bone Wilderness of Northrend, go to the Dragon Sleeping Temple, and bring the news of the appearance of the Wings of Death to the Scale of Quicksand!

Bring to the four dragon kings!

The evil artifact made by Death Wings personally protects it, and the bronze dragon cannot track it in time. My compatriots do not know that Death Wings has returned to this world.

must...

They must be warned!"
To be continued...