Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Two: Creating Devil's Soul III
The Black Dragon Tribe completed the ceremony, and under the leadership of Neltharion, the Black Dragon Tribe waited silently.
Not long after, other dragon clans arrived one after another, and the five major dragon clans gathered near the furnace of thousands of legions, forming a large black mass, like a group of ducks waiting to be fed.
Alexstrasza, Queen of the Red Dragon, looked at Neltharion, curling her lips with an expression of a successful conspiracy:
"Neltharion, you have finally awakened. In this world, only those who know the current affairs can gain glory. Fortunately, you awakened in time. Maybe the Black Dragon Clan can gain a place in the kingdom of Moon God."
Black Dragon King Neltharion stared at the Red Dragon Queen quietly: "Alexstrasza, the Demon Soul can bring power, but that is not what you want, what you want is the supreme
authority, right?”
The Red Dragon Queen raised her front paws and said with a proud smile: "Isn't this good? From now on, under my leadership, the five dragon clans will be as close as one family and will no longer distinguish each other."
The Black Dragon King looked solemn, shook his head and said: "I'm worried that's not the case. I guess your purpose is to use the devil's soul to exchange the flesh and soul of the dragon for personal glory and serve the master behind you."
The Red Dragon Queen was stunned, her face gradually became serious, and she said in a low voice:
"Neltharion, you don't understand me at all. Don't forget who gave us the power of the Guardian Dragon. They are the Titans of the Pantheon. In the past, present and future, I will only serve the Pantheon. You
He is the traitor."
Very incredible.
Neltharion felt that the Red Dragon Queen was not lying.
What is going on? Neltharion looked at the moonlight in the sky, becoming more and more confused.
If the Red Dragon Queen really serves the Pantheon, it would be simply terrifying.
When all the five dragon clans gathered together, Archimonde the Defiler led Mannoroth and rushed to the gathering place of the dragon clan with a solemn look. Mannoroth secretly thought in his heart that Archimonde must also express his friendship when the five dragon clans gathered together.
However, this was not the case. Archimonde simply ignored the five dragon kings. His gaze fell on the mechanical eye that poked out of the portal above the furnace of thousands of legions.
Now that the Dragon Clan has gathered together, it's time to build the Demon's Soul, and the distinguished Legion Technician should also appear.
Mannoros also wanted to see what the top five hundred Legion technicians of the Burning Legion looked like, so that Archimonde could take them so seriously.
The mechanical eyes flashed a few lights, and Archimonde's expression became serious.
A huge dark shadow appeared in the portal, several times larger than the huge Archimonde. It seemed like a monster with its head on the sky and the earth, struggling to pass through the portal.
Thousands of legion technicians of different races shouted in unison:
"We respectfully invite the Chief Technician to come to Azeroth."
Endless evil energy burned blazingly, and huge flames rose into the sky.
A terrifying breath of destruction came, and the whole world seemed to be reduced to ashes under this breath.
The legion technicians were okay. Except for the five dragon kings, all the dragons were subdued by this destructive majesty and lay prone on the ground unable to move.
The huge shadow finally passed through the portal, and thousands of lights shrank into one point.
Led by Archimonde, everyone present looked at the sky with awe, and there was a small black dot on a colorful cloud.
A Dalmatian dog with white spots on a black background.
It is the size of an ordinary dog, with watery eyes, as if it had just been born and opened.
The Dalmatian was lying on a blanket, lazily looking at the world below.
Is this the chief technician who ranks among the top five hundred of the Burning Legion and whom Archimonde attaches great importance to?
The five dragon kings began to doubt life, and many dragon clans were stunned.
"Wow! What did I see? A group of cute, cute creatures, there are five big ones." The Dalmatian made a sound of surprise. I don't know how, but the Dalmatian suddenly appeared above the Dragon Clan.
"A red one, I don't know if it's cute or not."
Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza was about to say something when she realized that her body was out of control and she flew into the air unconsciously, followed by a violent spin.
Many dragons were surprised to see that the Dalmatian just raised its front paws, and the red dragon queen flew into the air, spinning rapidly like a windmill with her fat middle waist as the axis.
"It's not fun, it's not interesting, it's not useful, it's not cute at all."
The Dalmatian seemed a little impatient. The Red Dragon Queen quietly fell back to the ground. Countless stars were spinning in her pupils. She was dizzy. She lay on the ground and began to think about dragon life.
A dragon king was unable to fight back under the claws of a Dalmatian dog.
Mannoroth sighed. He knew very well that this was the emerging force of the Burning Legion, the cute creature army that overwhelmed Archimonde and Kil'jaeden. Underneath their cute appearance was terrifying strength.
"Lord Yoyo, long time no see." Archimonde said politely.
The Dalmatian dog looked at the huge body below:
"Archimonde, you still maintain a strong ambition, which makes me very happy. You see, I abide by the ancient covenant and do not want to interfere in the internal affairs of the Eredar people. If you hadn't invited me here."
Archimonde hurriedly flattered: "Master Yoyo, this is a very interesting world that can bring surprises to the legion."
The Dalmatian raised his head and looked at the moonlight in the sky, showing a very melancholy expression.
"Archimonde, the water in this world is too deep. If you insist on participating in it, you may be in danger of your life."
Taking a closer look at Archimonde, with his stubborn and stubborn expression, the Dalmatian shook his head and said helplessly:
"I can understand your thoughts. Those cats have already started to act. They are greedy. Rather than living like this, it is better to give it a try. You are longing for new power, but don't forget that delicious food often comes with terrible traps."
"I will keep a good balance." Archimonde said politely.
"Okay, then I will help you build the Demon Soul. Remember, you owe me a favor."
The Dalmatian raised its two front paws, as if holding two batons. As the two front paws rose and fell, swaying left and right, thousands of legion furnaces started working at the same time, like a large-scale symphony, playing the most moving music.
symphony.
Above the legion camp, the five-color auras gathered together. The Dalmatian's expression became slightly more serious and asked: "Archimonde, do you know the most difficult part of creating the Demon's Soul?"
Archimonde pondered for a moment and replied: "Extract the power of the guardian dragon."
Dalmatian nodded: "Dragon clan, most of them are the descendants of these five dragon kings. The power of the guardian dragon spreads with the blood. It is easier to grant the power of the guardian dragon, but if you want to take it out, it will not hurt.
This group of dragons needs to have a better understanding of power than the Titans."
The corners of Dalmatian's mouth raised, revealing a smile: "Fortunately, our legion's magic has already surpassed that of the Titans."
The five-color aura gradually squeezed and turned into seven colors and nine colors, and countless evil powers were poured into it.
Many dragons looked at this shocking miracle and did not dare to take a breath.
Not long after, the thousands of brilliance disappeared, and a disk-like object appeared between the Dalmatian's paws.
Many dragons noticed a slight decrease in power, but other than that, they had no other strange feelings.
"The Demon's Soul has been completed. It needs an owner." The Dalmatian's eyes first glanced at the Red Dragon Queen, and he pretended to be helpless and said: "Oh, the red one is still fainting, so just give it to the black one."