Mandala Island is located on the sea level tens of thousands of kilometers southeast of the Duota Continent. The island is surrounded by mountains on three sides. In the center of the island is a broad black swamp called the Blackwater Swamp. Due to the special geographical environment, the moist sea breeze is very
It is easy to be blocked by craters here, so it is rainy, humid, and misty all year round.
The dank environment and the rotting corpses of animals and plants have bred a thick miasma, so this place has become a paradise for countless poisonous insects and poisonous weeds. If the weak warriors are not careful here, they will be poisoned and die.
Due to the dangerous environment here and the fact that it is too far away from the Duota Continent, there are very few people there. Occasionally, people who come to the island are poisonous heroes who come to refine poisons or cultivate poisonous insects.
On this day, tens of thousands of black dragons flew over Mandala Island. The wings of those black dragons were connected, almost covering the entire sky. With the roar of dragons and the strong wind, the black dragons landed in the black water swamp one after another.
The poisonous insects in the swamp were frightened and fled in all directions.
A tall and thin young man stood in the swamp, looking at the dragons descending one after another indifferently, with a trace of malice flashing in his sinister eyes.
The black dragons looked a little scared when they saw this man. One of them, a slightly larger black dragon, landed right in front of the man. It retracted its wings, leaned down, and moaned in a low voice.
A woman in black clothes slid off the black dragon's body. She walked to the young man's side and shouted softly: "Brother..."
"How's the injury?" the young man asked expressionlessly.
"I have recovered a lot in the past two months, but I still can't fight." The woman had dark cloud-like hair, a plump and voluptuous figure, and a stunning appearance. However, her face was slightly pale. She was silent for a moment when she said this.
, glanced at the man carefully, and asked hesitantly: "Brother, your injury..."
The young man's face darkened when he heard this, and a burning murderous intent rose in his eyes.
Although the sun was shining brightly at this time, the enchanting woman still felt a chill, and she immediately fell silent.
This man and woman are naturally the children of Deathwing, Nefarian and Onyxia.
Two months ago, Nefarian was defeated by Gu Nansheng in the Dark City. His body was destroyed. He could only attach his spiritual origin to the dragon soul fragment and fled in panic. He flew all the way to the Blackwater Swamp, killing a low-level hero on the way.
The body became like this.
Nefarian lost his black dragon body, and even if he fully recovered in the future, his strength would be greatly reduced, and he would only be at the peak of the fifth level at most.
He was suddenly reduced from the seventh level to the fifth level, and could never go any further. All of this was thanks to Gu Nansheng, so Nefarian now wanted to cut Gu Nansheng into pieces with a thousand knives.
Nefarian stopped talking. Black light flashed in his hand. A pair of dragon soul fragments broke open the flesh of his palm and flew out with blood. Then, curse marks were shot out from the dragon soul fragments one by one and flew over the swamp.
Then it fell, and a moment later, a huge circular magic circle slowly emerged from the swamp. This was the resurrection magic circle that the Black Dragon Legion had set up long ago.
Onyxia silently looked at the slowly rising magic circle, then turned around and glanced at the solemn-looking tribesmen, with a hint of unbearable color in her eyes. Is it really worth sacrificing such a tribe to resurrect her father?
"What are you still stunned for?" Nefarian scolded in a deep voice. Onyxia was shocked, and then she came back to her senses and sacrificed the dragon soul fragments in her body. The three fragments flashed golden light and flew towards the magician.
three corners of the formation, and then disappeared into the formation.
"Start" Nefarian took a deep look at Onyxia and began to chant a low and lengthy dragon curse. Onyxia sighed without leaving any trace, closed her beautiful eyes, and followed
Nefarian recited the same dragon curse.
One by one, blood-colored symbols lit up from the swamp, and the entire array flickered on and off as if breathing. The tens of thousands of black dragons around watched all this silently, witnessing the rise of the black dragon clan, and perhaps their own demise at the same time.
The entire dark swamp fell into silence, and there was no sound except the whistling wind. After an unknown period of time, ink-stained dark clouds piled up in the sky. After a while, it became windy and rainy, with lightning and thunder. Thunderstorms always occur in the dark swamp.
Come as you say.
It rained all afternoon. After the wind stopped and the rain stopped, it was already evening. A slanting moon hung in the sky. The entire sky was foggy, with few stars twinkling.
Nefarian exhaled a breath and finally ended the lengthy spell. He glanced around and said in a low voice: "The blood sacrifice begins."
As soon as Nefarian finished speaking, the swamp trembled violently. With a rumbling sound, at the position where Nefarian stood in the middle of the circle, a gray-white altar four to five meters high and dozens of meters wide broke through the mud.
Slowly rising up, the altar was dirty and simple. It was actually made of bones. There were four long bone spurs around the altar. The bone spurs were engraved with mottled and winding dragon language runes, which looked ancient and mysterious.
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Seeing this, Nefarian expressionlessly took out a scroll and recited some kind of eulogy in dragon language. Onyxia silently took out the ashes of Deathwing and a few remaining dragon bones, and sprinkled them evenly.
On the altar.
After the eulogy was finished, Nefarian suddenly had a cold light in his eyes, and he suddenly pulled out a bone knife and cut off his right hand with one blow. The blood immediately spurted out, splashed on the bone altar, and immediately seeped into the bones and disappeared.
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Onyxia's mouth twitched when she saw this, but she remained silent after all. The blood that Nefarian spilled just now was mixed with his own spiritual origin. Drawing out this blood in his current bad condition will undoubtedly make things worse.
Nefarian said loudly: "As the eldest son of the Dragon God, I should sacrifice my own blood for the resurrection of the Dragon God, but now our family is still in danger, and I still have many things to do.
This sacrifice sacrifices one-third of my spiritual origin as a prelude to this blood sacrifice. The tribesmen whose names I read below please come to the altar, and you will become one with the great Dragon God."
When Nefarian said this, the atmosphere in the arena suddenly became solemn, and he became one with the Dragon God. This was the honor that every black dragon longed for, but they also knew the heavy price they would pay for it.
The first black dragon whose name was called flapped its wings and flew up to the altar. Although it had long known that it would be the first blood sacrificer, at this moment it actually felt fear.
The black dragon landed in the center of the altar, and lay down tremblingly. Nefarian's thoughts moved, and countless bone spurs rushed out from the altar, mercilessly piercing into the body of the black dragon, and began to suck the black dragon's flesh.
Blood.
The black dragon whined in pain, but no matter how hard it struggled, it could not escape from the spiked bone prison. After a while, the black dragon's body shriveled up, leaving only a layer of skin and bones, and the bone spurs that had sucked the black dragon's flesh and blood turned red.
Gorgeous...——
Work has been a pain in the ass lately, so updates have been as slow as a snail. But fortunately, the book is not far away from completion. It is estimated that there are still more than a hundred thousand words left. There are exams tomorrow, so Xiao Xue hastily reviewed a little bit, but is really too lazy to do the rest.
I don’t have time to memorize it, so I have to rely on cheating =.=+
