"Clang!"

With a sound like gold and iron colliding, the ignorant shadows in the side hall began to "flow" violently, and they all converged towards the only dark purple light that could be seen in the hall.

"Aww!"

This time the roar of pain not only echoed in the minds of the three of them, but also came from the direction where Jie Bao's face was lying motionless on the ground.

"Hula!"

A burst of stench came along with the roar, Salayan and Stellagosa could only roll their eyes and held their breath in haste.

This stench is not only unpleasant, but also has a weak corrosive effect on human skin.

The body strength of Sarlayan and Stellagosa from the dragon race is high enough, and they only feel a slight tingling on the surface of their bodies, and they will not hurt the root.

Onyxia was standing on top of a mountain of flesh at this time, with her left hand she pulled out the Stromkar Warbreaker that had been inserted into Zakaz's forehead, and the dagger in her right hand stabbed heavily along the existing wound. went in.

At the same time when Stromkar, which was used for suppression, was pulled out, Zakaz, who had collapsed on the ground, suddenly jumped up, and a shadow popped out from behind it and hit Onyxia heavily.

"Well!"

Even with Onyxia's defensive power, this blow made her grunt, obviously causing a lot of damage.

But the Black Dragon Princess's feet were still firmly on Zakaz's head, with one hand gripping the Dark Empire Blade with a ferocious expression, and the other hand stabbing Stromkar back into Zakaz's body, clenching her teeth Stab both blades deeper.

Through the gradually dissipating light-swallowing environment, Sharlayan could vaguely see the huge Zakaz arming Zhang Ya, but he couldn't see where Onyxia was.

"Stella! Attack its hands and tentacles! Help Oni delay as much as possible!"

"it is good!"

Without a word of nonsense, Stellagosa once again used the gravity spell to temporarily restrain Zakaz's madly dancing claws and tentacles.

Sharlayan was not intimidated by the terrifying power of Zakaz. He roared out the roar of the giant dragon and changed into the form of a giant bear at the same time, bravely charging at the enemy.

"boom!"

Two massive objects collided with a dull roar.

Ursoc's avatar augmented Sharlayan's strength, but his feral charge didn't move Zakaz even a step, only knocked it wobbly.

"Hey! Sure enough, the gap in strength is too big!"

Zakaz is a powerful Xeraki warrior who can wrestle with Tyr, the guardian of justice.

In its heyday, Zakaz didn't even dare to underestimate Deathwing. A junior like Onyxia is sure that it is not an opponent, let alone Sharlayan who is very weak.

Fortunately, Zakaz at this time is far from its heyday, and it is not Sharlayan that mainly attracts its attention.

"Aw!"

Sharlayan's changed giant bear stood up and performed a strong bear lock boy...let's call it a man.

Zakaz, who was under double control, struggled hard and was still unable to break free.

The tragic roar lasted for a full half a minute before the roaring sound in the side hall gradually weakened and finally disappeared into nothingness.

The dense shadow power permeating the hall was sucked in by the Dark Empire Blade in Onyxia's hand, and the side hall, which had been shrouded in darkness for hundreds of centuries, finally returned to normal dimness.

"唰~"

Stellagosa used the lighting spell again in a timely manner. This time, the light ball that rose into the sky was not engulfed by the darkness, and steadily illuminated the scene in the side hall.

"Huh~"

It didn't take long to fight Zakaz, but the pressure that this Keselaki put on the three of them was terrifying.

Unlike in the battle of Grim Batol, where the dragon kings were at the front, this time Sharlayan faced a powerful enemy of the same level as Deathwing, and the pressure he endured was incomparable.

The darkness dissipated, and the three of Sharlayan, who were gasping for breath, finally saw Zakaz's appearance clearly.

In addition to the unique Jiebao face of the creatures of the ancient **** system, Zakaz's hands are like sharp pliers, and many sharp-shaped tentacles grow out of the back, and the overall structure is very ferocious.

The Dark Empire Blade in Onyxia's hands is a genuine limb of the ancient god, and it also contains the broken soul of the ancient god, which can defeat all the creatures of the ancient **** system.

When Zakaz, who had not yet completely broken free from the seal, was stabbed in the head by the blade of the Dark Empire, its ending was already doomed.

"Buzz!"

A strange humming sound resounded in the side hall, Zakaz's huge Xelaki body was rapidly disintegrating, turning into dark purple energy and being sucked into the short knife in Onyxia's hand.

A large amount of energy injection caused the Dark Empire Blade to tremble slightly, and Onyxia's power as an adult black dragon was a little bit uncontrollable.

"Tsk! Sharlayan, catch it!"

Onyxia wiped the blood spilling from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, threw Stromkar towards Salayan, and tightly held the handle of the Dark Empire Blade with both hands, suppressing Saratar with all her strength. Sri Lanka's resistance.

"Clang!"

Inserting one of the Valarjar swords into the ground, Sharlayan raised his right hand and precisely grasped the spinning Hilt of Stromkar.

"Huh? This sword..."

As soon as he took the heavy sword, Sharlayan noticed something strange.

In addition to the sharpness and sturdiness of Stromkar itself, there is also a strange power in this great sword.

[It should be the power of shadow. For more than 2,000 years, this sword has been inserted into Zakaz's body, and it will inevitably be eroded by the power of shadow. 】

Sharlayan nodded thoughtfully: "You put it this way...it is indeed like the power of shadow, but it is not as difficult to control as the normal power of shadow. It should be transformed by the power of the artifact itself and Domesticate it."

Compared with the violent shadow power contained in the Valagar sword (left), the shadow power absorbed and transformed by Stromkar is very stable and easier to control.

The positioning of these two sets of artifacts belonging to warriors overlapped slightly. Sharlayan was already used to the power of shadow and light existing in the twin swords of Valarjar at the same time, so he did not intend to keep Stromkar for his own use.

[Then here comes the question, it's a waste to keep this artifact, who are you going to give it to? 】

Sharlayan: "Well... that's definitely a problem."

Sarlayan considers himself not a narrow-minded nationalist, but he will definitely consider his compatriots first after getting good things.

Stromkar was a warrior's artifact, and Sharlayan could clearly feel that this sword, like the Valagar sword, had a greater increase in the improvement and control of anger.

That being the case, the preferred allocation target is, of course, fighters.

However, there are really not many fighters worthy of the name of the high elves. The strongest fighter is Sarlayan's warrior mentor and leader of the well guard, Thalorian Dawnseeker.

Unfortunately, according to Sharlayan's understanding of his mentor, he will never give up the upper-level dragon-forged blade passed down in his family and use Stromkar instead. Even if he knows that there is a certain gap in quality between the two, he will not change his mind.

"Warrior of the High Elves..."

Sharlayan scratched his head in distress: "Forget it, let Kael'thas worry about this problem."

When Sarlayan was discussing with the barrage, Zakaz's huge body had all disappeared, and Onyxia, who had landed on the ground, still had a dignified expression, trying her best to control the trembling Dark Empire. blade.

While strengthening the seal of the earth with all her strength, Onyxia's eyes unconsciously turned into the vertical pupils of the dragon clan, and the power of the earth unconsciously overflowed from her whole body.

Neither Salayan nor Stellagosa could help in this kind of confrontation between consciousness and body, they could only stand there anxiously waiting for the final result.

Fortunately, Onyxia's bragging before starting to act was at least rounded up.

About a quarter of an hour later, the Dark Empire Blade finally stopped, and the purple shimmer on the blade surface gradually disappeared, and Onyxia let out a long sigh of relief.

Wiping the sweat from her forehead ~lightnovelpub.net~ Onyxia said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, I was prepared in advance, otherwise Xalatas might really regain control of this magic weapon. "

I don't know if it was Sharlayan's illusion. After absorbing the shadow power of Zakaz, the blade of the Dark Empire Blade seemed to become sharper.

With the complete demise of Zakaz, the weird atmosphere in Tyr's Tomb gradually disappeared.

When returning to the main hall along the tomb passage, those ferocious shadow monsters seemed to be hallucinations and never appeared again.

Without Zakaz, the Silver Hand Warhammer used to suppress it naturally has no need to remain in the tomb.

Sharlayan leaped high, and landed heavily with both hands holding the Silver Hand hammer, which was obviously oversized.

"boom!"

It was indeed a "heavy" landing in the literal sense. The huge mass of the war hammer made Sarlayan leave two deep footprints on the floor when it landed.

"Hiss~ Isn't this stuff too heavy?"