Fly quickly. Farstad ordered the Griffin. You have to take a short rest first. The first thing the elf lady should do now is to get out of here.
Griffin, flying at the fastest speed, Wenresa saw the death wing bite into the chest of the red dragon, and then she felt a crimson rain fall and the living behemoth body fluid showered on the sea.
In order to escape from the death wing attack, the red dragon struggled desperately. Finally, it finally flew away from the death wing, but hesitated as if something had distracted it.
To Wenresa’s surprise, the red dragon suddenly turned and flew away in the direction of Kazmodan.
The battle lasted less than a minute, maybe two minutes, but in such a short time, Death Wing almost killed his opponent.
Strangely, the death wing didn’t chase it, but stared at its left paw on its chest as if it were something inside.
Something or someone.
Ronin told her what Duncan had saved him in the tower, and then something caught me, my Lord. I don’t know what it was, but it lifted me up like a toy and took me away from the ruins of the tower. What could take an adult man away like a toy? It was really an incredible thing before she saw the death wing move, that is, a dragon was carrying a mage safely.
But the death wing
Suddenly, the black dragon also turned to Kazmodan, but the direction was different. When it flew away, Wenresa noticed that its left paw was still closed, as if to protect something precious.
Farstad, we have to chase it.
Dwarf looked at Wenresa strangely and made sure that she really wanted to get close to that monster. I am a brave warrior and I am an elf lady, but I have to wake you up. This is crazy.
Ronin is in the hands of Death Wing, which is why Death Wing does not attack with his left paw.
Then the mage is no different from the dead. Maybe Death Wing wants to save some snacks.
If that’s the case, it would have eaten it long ago, but it didn’t. It’s obvious that Ronin is good for it.
Farstad grimaced. You are a thing, Mom. The Griffin is very tired now. It must land and rest as soon as possible.
Please fly as long as you can. I can’t just leave him. I took an oath
No matter what oath you have taken, you don’t have to do this, muttered the Griffin knight, but he still commanded the Griffin to fly in the direction of Kazmodan and made a protest call, but he also obeyed.
Wenresa didn’t say anything. She said that it was good for Farstad to do so. Some things are also bothering her. What made her refuse to give up Ronin?
Looking at the gradually shrinking figure of Death Wing, Wenresa was lost in thought again instead of trying to understand her own thoughts. Death Wing took away Ronin, which was a great blow to her.
But death wing, the death wing that hates its own kind, and the death wing that wants to destroy all orcs, dwarves, elves and humans, how could death wing want a mage?
She remembered Duncanson Tus’s views on wizards, not only those of the Knights of the Silver Hand. A damn soul Duncan once called Ronin an unlucky thing who would turn to evil without hesitation.
Did the paladin already know the truth? Did Wenresa always try to rescue people and sell his soul to Deathwing?
What does it want you to do? Ronin Wenresa murmured what it wants from you.
Krasus’s fingers are still aching faintly, and bouts of sharp pain come from time to time, but at least he has recovered a little strength to get rid of the troublesome things at hand. He dare not tell other people in the parliament what happened, although it has a lot to do with them. The secret of his death in Kentory is that whether other plans in Krasus are successful or not depends largely on this.
Magic dragon’s attempt to become the king of Outlak seems to be a ridiculous idea on the surface, but Krasus’s understanding of the Death Wing tells him that the black dragon is more complicated and cunning. Lord Presto may be trying to make peace among the countries in the alliance, but the Death Wing is bloody and chaotic, which means that his accession to the throne is a disaster. Today’s peace may mean a war between heaven and earth.
Although Krasus can’t tell the kirin tor members about it, he should not choose that he has been rejected by them again and again, but maybe this time people will listen. Maybe the mage failed so he asked them to come to him secretly. Maybe he brought the terrible news to them personally and they would believe him.
Yeah, they’ll listen to me
He pulled his hood forward in the secret room, blocking his face. Krasus quickly read a spell and took himself to see the busy man who could help the most. The dark secret room gradually became blurred and then gradually dissipated
In a moment, the mage was in a cave of ice and snow.
Krasus looked around. Although he had been here several times a long time ago, he was still shocked by what he saw. He knew whose territory he was in, and of all his demands, this one was the most unhappy about the ritual intrusion. Even Death Wing had been here. This cave was located in the cold and desolate heart of Northrend, and even fewer people could leave here.
Wanjingzhu giant spires hang down from the top of the ice. Some ice towers are as high as two or three Krasus, but in another place, rugged rocks squeeze in from the snow on the ground cave wall. Deep in the cave, dim light shines into the secret room from some small channels, and ghosts occasionally leak in from the cold world outside the cave. A breeze blows those ice towers, and the rainbow light dances with them
However, behind these beautiful winter landscapes, there are some creepy scenes. In those snowdrifts, Krasus identified some frozen bodies and even a few hands and feet. He knew that most of these belonged to giant creatures that once bred in this area, while others, especially when a person died tragically, curled his arms revealed that those gifts broke into fate.
In those strange ice sculptures, people can find more things that show the terrible fate of the invasion. These uninvited bodies are wrapped in several ice cubes. Krasus noticed the most common ice trolls, a group of strong and savage creatures. Their gray skin is twice as big as their brothers’ waistlines in the south. They died miserably. Every troll’s face is full of painful expressions.
In the distance, the mage noticed two ferocious guys called the snowman monster, who were frozen in the ice like trolls, but the trolls had different expressions of panic. These snowman faces were angry as if they didn’t believe that they would get into this situation.