The great lord still made a slight mistake in his estimation of the guardian dragon king.
Ysera woke up faster than he thought. While the Black Temple was hiding in the high-altitude clouds and speeding around Northrend, the Green Dragon Queen opened her eyes in the darkness.
pain!
This was the first perception that flooded into the mind of the sober Ysera. Every bone in her body felt pain, as if she had been trampled by hundreds of mammoths in turn, especially those that were burned by the evil fire.
The wound made the powerful Ysera couldn't help but moan.
cold!
This was the second sense that flooded into her mind. The place she was in was like a real ice cave. The cold that penetrated into the bone marrow poured into her skin from everywhere, and there was even a feeling of freezing the bone marrow.
.
And this kind of coldness is not just cold. As the Guardian Dragon King, her powerful body has determined that ordinary cold cannot harm her at all. This kind of coldness is more precisely an extreme law that affects her own strength.
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The most important thing is that Ysera found that she could not transform... A special force dug into her body like a nail, forcing her to maintain her human form. Ysera tried to awaken the dream.
She could feel that she had not been stripped of the power of dreams, but now she was so weak that she could not break free from the shackles of that cold power.
Ysera sat up from the stone bed with difficulty. She tried to clear her chaotic thinking. The last scene in her memory was that the shield of the power of dreams and the protection of natural energy were destroyed by the terrifying dragon of war.
At the scene of the blow, she only remembered that she was constantly rolling in the air, and finally fell to the ground, and then was shrouded in endless darkness.
Wait, that’s not right!
Ysera narrowed her eyes. She suddenly thought that at the moment she fell to the earth, when she looked at the sky for the last time, she seemed to see a dark palace suspended in the air, and a curious figure standing on the edge of the pit.
Look at her... elf!
A strange elf!
"Are you awake?"
A familiar voice suddenly sounded in the darkness beside Ysera, awakening the Green Dragon Queen from her long thoughts. She turned around and saw Ansu standing aside in a crow posture, looking at her curiously.
.
Although the relationship between the Green Dragon Queen and this foreign demigod of the wilderness can only be described as average, in this strange environment, it is really great to see an acquaintance.
"Ansu! Where is this?"
"I have always been here. This is Tyrion's Dark Temple, the headquarters of the Dark Blade Legion."
Ansu in crow form turned his head and pecked his own feathers, and then asked Ysera:
"What I'm more curious about is, Ysera, you are the Queen of Dreams and control the entire Emerald Dream. How come you are here? And you are in such a mess?"
"I met a villain...wait, you said this is the place where the Dark Blade Legion belongs?"
Ysera's eyes immediately became sharp, and she stared at Ansu like the Queen of Dreams:
"You are indeed colluding with death! I knew you were very dishonest! Is the reason why the demigods suddenly became uncooperative also related to you? Tell me!"
"Buzz"
Before Ansu could speak, a halo as hot as the sun lit up in the dark room. The extreme anxiety made the weak Ysera couldn't help but raise her hands to cover her eyes, and in
After the fleeting light dissipated, Ysera saw the soul-stirring Yang Yan standing next to Ansu in the lit room, whose body had also shrunk but was as beautiful as the burning sun essence.
Raven, just like a real handicraft.
"Rukhma!"
Ysera exclaimed:
"When were you resurrected?"
"I should have been resurrected a long time ago... It's a pity that you, a stupid girl with poor academic skills, made me suffer for many more years."
Rukhma made a voice like a queen, moved its wings like the wings of the sun, turned to Ansu and said:
"Go! Guard the door and don't let others disturb me!"
Ansu glanced at his girlfriend who was about to go crazy with some fear, and said softly:
"Don't go too far... Tyrion will ask her something later."
"Um?"
Rukhma turned his head and glanced at Ansu. The calm look in his eyes made Ansu shiver. Without saying any more, he flapped his wings and flew out of the door.
"Pa"
The door of this room was completely closed at this moment, and in front of Ysera's eyes, Rukhma in the form of a raven was ignited with golden-red flames. In the gorgeous firelight, it quickly transformed into a perfect female raven.
The human image is 70% similar to the arakkoa queen Lexi in the world of Draenor.
Her body was covered with various emblems, decorations and perfect gems symbolizing the sun and light. The female arakkoa in a gorgeous golden war dress moved her wrists and shoulders, as if complaining, and said to the weak Ysera
:
"You see, the disadvantage of having a weak boyfriend is that I have to maintain the form of a raven all the time, pretending that I can't change my appearance, so as not to stimulate its fragile heart. Sometimes it's really annoying...
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Rukhma clenched her claw-like fist, then loosened it, and slowly slid it on Ysera's cheek, with a strange smile on her face:
"I heard that you felt sorry for Anzu when he entered the Emerald Dream? You bullied my boyfriend, right? Queen of Dreams...I heard that you are also good at fighting?"
"what are you up to?"
Ysera, who had all the power of the dream trapped in her body, looked at Rukhma who was approaching. She instinctively sensed an undisguised malice. She curled up on the bed, exuding a dangerous aura of violence all over her body.
The Sunfire Lady screamed:
"Don't come over here!"
"Don't worry, little cutie... this will be over soon. I just want to... stretch my hands and feet, and your self-healing ability is very strong. It looks like it can last me a long time."
"ah!"
A scream came from the house, and Ansu who was guarding the door suddenly trembled, and he couldn't help complaining in his heart, maybe there was something wrong in Tyrion's resurrection of Rukhma, maybe it was that
The beast consciousness is still affecting his Rukhma. Otherwise, why would it appear... so violent after waking up this time?
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"How did you end up like this?"
Thirty minutes later, on the top platform of the Dark Temple, Tyrion, who was playing with his daughters, frowned and looked at the disheveled Ysera in front of him.
The already weak Green Dragon Queen felt as if she had been thrown into magma and fished out again. Her green leather armor was covered with burnt black burns, and her exposed purple skin also had some...
There were painful claw marks, his hair was in disarray, and even the bone-white dragon horns had traces of being burned by the flames.
If Ysera before was a pure boudoir lady with all kinds of attitude, now Ysera is like a crazy girl who lost a fight on the street.
Seeing Tyrion's curious gaze, Ysera couldn't help sniffing. There was a bruise on the edge of her left eye from being punched, which made her look even more embarrassed.
"She had a fight with Rukhma! She lost."
The little ghost Yuna, who was riding behind the lazy soul herder Arceus, smiled and secretly said to Dornan beside her:
"I just heard her screams. She was chased and beaten by the crazy woman Rukhma in the house. In the end, she was hung up and whipped. As I told you, Rukhma is very powerful!"
"Rukhma is so beautiful."
Dornan, who was holding a beautiful white bird and trying to put clothes on it, swung his tail and said to Yuna:
"Just like a phoenix, it flies like the sun, and it also flies upside down!"
After living in the Dark Temple for so many years, the little girl has grown up. Thanks to the strong physical fitness of the draenei, Yuna, who has begun to grow, has become the same as the 17-year-old Fanny in just 2 years.
She is as tall as Sha, and judging from Yrel's height, Yuna may eventually become the tallest among these children.
"I don't think we should stay here..."
Vanessa, who has become a high-level assassin, looked around, then carefully picked up the little black leopard that looked like a cat at her feet, and took Dornan's hand:
"Let's go, Tyrion seems to have something important to say to this lady. Let's go play with Tyria and let her see these cuties..."
Vanessa stroked the head of the little black panther in her arms, her face full of doting:
"She will definitely be jealous of us."
"But dad said that if the soul bear is captured today, it will be given to Taelia to raise...so she will also have a pet."
"Will there be Anduin? There is also the annoying Salandia. I don't like her. She is just a little goblin who only likes to play with Anduin!"
"It's hard to say, but it is said that there are two demigods who haven't given us soul fragments. If you think about it, they should also have it."
The girls left the top platform with chirping. Tyrion looked at the backs of his daughters as they left. He sighed a little tiredly, and then sat down on the steps leading to the throne from the big platform. He lit a fire for himself.
A cigar specially provided by the undead, and while puffing away the smoke, he focused on the Green Dragon Queen in front of him.
In just a few minutes, a lot of the scars on her body had been eliminated. The healing effect of the power of dreams was truly amazing.
"Raising children is so exhausting, but even if I am an emotionless soul, I will feel the peace of my soul when I get along with these children..."
Tyrion blew out a smoke ring and looked at Ysera:
"What? When the great awakener comes to my palace, does he plan to remain silent forever? This should be our first meeting, right?"
However, the awakened one didn't care about what the big lord in front of her wanted from her. She was more concerned about the... "pets" that followed the girls.
"Those...those are..."
Ysera's voice was trembling. She had lived with the soul of the wilderness demigod for ten thousand years. She was very familiar with the breath of those beast spirits. She looked at her with a look that contained anger, pain and self-blame.
Staring at Tyrion:
"How could you be so humiliating..."
"Oh, that's what you were talking about."
The great lord waved his hand nonchalantly:
"They are just some little things catalyzed by the souls of demigods. They are not yet capable of fighting, so let's make pets for the children first. After all, their mothers and I are very busy and don't have much time to play with the children. We can only
Compensate them in this way, these are good children."
"But that's a demigod! A wild demigod!"
Ysera screamed:
"They should be on the battlefield! They should protect the world! They should...not be treated as pets!"
"oh?"
Tyrion's eyes became cold:
"Here to me, they are just pets! Why...do you have any objections?"
"Oh woo!"
A cry of a young bird sounded in the empty hall. In Ysera's shocked eyes, a small sun-flamed raven that was very similar to Rukhmar appeared in the flames and stood on Tyrion's shoulders.
The chick seems to have just hatched and is still very immature, but its golden-red feathers and floating golden flame feathers already represent its extraordinary status.
The little raven clung to Tyrion's ear affectionately and chirped tenderly. Tyrion took out a soul stone and placed it in front of the little raven, just like feeding a pet.
"Look, not only the children have it, I actually have a pet like this too..."
Tyrion set his sights on the Awakener again:
"I call it Ifeltar. It sounds nice, right?"
"What do you plan to do when you arrive?"
Ysera clenched her fists. Everything she saw in these few minutes was challenging her bottom line as the Green Dragon Queen and the guardian of the dream. She could probably guess the true strength of the great lord in front of her, but in this kind of relationship
Regarding the bottom line issue, Ysera did not intend to give in. She shouted loudly:
"What are you planning to do by collecting these demigod spirits!"
Facing Ysera's anger, Tyrion acted very calmly. He patted the head of the little raven on his shoulder. The latter flapped its wings and disappeared outside the Dark Temple. It turned into a streak of fire in the air and quickly disappeared.
to the sky.
"I heard that, together with Anzu and Rukhmar, there are 15 wilderness demigods in the entire world of Azeroth who represent the extreme embodiment of life..."
The great lord raised his head, and a wisp of white smoke floated above his head, making his face blurry. He said slowly:
"Since life is guarded by 15 wilderness demigods, then death...can't it have its own symbol?"
"Since there are 15 life demigods..."
"Then there must be 15 equivalent death demigods..."
The great lord looked at the Green Dragon Queen who was trembling because of his speech. A gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he said softly:
"Isn't this very natural and consistent with the balance of life and death?"
"But there's no damn death demigod in Azeroth! You lunatic!"
Ysera lost control and shouted:
"What you are arrogantly chasing is just an illusion that can never be realized!"
Facing the Dragon King's anger, Tyrion shook his head in disappointment:
"It's true that it didn't happen before, because no one could speak for death before, but Ysera, today, I am here to tell you a truth."
"I will create the demigods of death with my own hands, and I will show the eternal silence and decay of death with my own hands, and use this to warn the world! Just as I transform the world bit by bit... you will see, and then,
You will accept it, you will accept the death on the other side of the scale, which is as heavy as the life you protect!"
