Lordaeron and the Kingdom of Stormwind jointly sought the support of the dwarf kingdom Khaz Modan, but now the dwarf king Magni Bronzebeard is conducting a ceremony to communicate with the earth, Muradin Bronzebeard cannot make the decision, and the stubborn dwarf council cannot It is hoped that humans will enter the sphere of influence of the dwarves, negotiate back and forth, and things will be delayed once they come and go.

Stormwind City is planning to rebuild, and Vanessa waited for several days, seeing that there was no news of Deathwing anywhere, so she could only return to Lordaeron.

At the same time, in the deep mountains of Grim Batol.

The Dragonmaw clan is very familiar with the environment here. The Dwarf Kingdom sent many troops to search, but they were all misled and never found the correct location.

"Pain... torture..." Compared with the original time and space, Deathwing's fate was more than ten times worse.

Hundreds of iron chains made of fine steel firmly fixed him to the ground. It seemed that he was not very obedient as a big toy. The Twilight followers abandoned Deathwing and switched to Sinestra's command.

The Dragonmaw clan, the Twilight followers, the faceless men sent by the ancient gods, and a large number of evil creatures gathered underground in Grim Batol.

Sinestra has been experimenting with Deathwing's body, and with the assistance of the Twilight disciples, she finally has a clue about her experiments.

Deathwing's injuries were too serious, whether it was the large rocket volley of the goblins in Stormwind City, or Vanessa's fatal blow with the oak battle axe, all caused irreparable scars on his body.

The most serious thing is that 60% of the power of the earth has been taken away. This part of the power has long been intertwined with his vitality. Instead, Terra rode on his head and began to domineeringly.

One day couples have a hundred days of gratitude, and Sinestra is using her own way to repay the favor.

"Hehehe, honey, we still have a whole night, we must be happy today!"

There was hatred in the eyes of the Black Dragon Queen. Her previous experience made her miserable, and now she can finally take revenge.

Not only does she want revenge, but she also wants to enslave Deathwing.

In human form, she caressed Deathwing's side face. There were scars all over the place, and there was hardly a piece of good flesh. The dragon's blood was all drained, and the magma-like skin that had been before had also turned into a magma-like skin with the loss of the Titan's power. A mass of rotten meat.

"It's really ugly. You used to be pretty handsome. Look at your appearance now? It's a disgrace to the dragon!"

She looked at Deathwing's severed left claw, then at the horrible scar running from his back to his chest.

These are the scars caused by the oak battle axe. Relying on the drop of blood of Sargeras, this kind of injury has transitioned from the level of power to the level of cause and effect. The power is too great, whether it is magic, voodoo, or other healing methods Deathwing cannot be fully healed.

Coupled with the power of the Titan being forcibly sucked away, this crazy guardian dragon has basically been crippled.

Sinestra carefully studied Deathwing's wound. As the former consort of the Aspect Dragon, she also mastered most of Azeroth's mysteries and magic, and she has many methods.

At this time, a pure black magic ray connected the two, and Sinestra projected her spiritual power into Deathwing's mind, carefully observing his injuries.

Shocking, it's hard to imagine that the once invincible Deathwing was beaten so badly.

Rubbing her forehead, Sinestra thought through several plans in her mind.

She then shook her head one by one, no, she couldn't get around the root damage caused by the oak battle axe, and she couldn't analyze this kind of power with magic, and she didn't even know what kind of power Deathwing was injured by.

From Deathwing's memory, she could see Vanessa's figure and the oak battle axe, but that was all.

She can't understand this kind of power, let alone think that a human being can be so powerful.

"How can I save you... my dear husband..."

For three days in a row, she could only help Deathwing hang his life, and there was no treatment at all.

In the end she came to the conclusion that Deathwing was beyond salvation, whether it was a broken body or a mad soul.

"Your body is still useful, this part of the Titan's power belongs to me...and only to me! Great Black Dragon Queen!"

Sinestra is ambitious, and she has long coveted this part of the titan's power, a great power that only she deserves.

It's a pity that more than half of it was stolen.

"Master...Master...people." The legendary female orc warrior, Zaira, the current chief of the Dragonmaw clan, was controlled by Sinestra's magic, and the entire Dragonmaw clan is now a A subordinate of the Black Dragon Queen.

Zaira was proud, and she was still fighting in her heart, but her body was controlled by magic, and at this moment, the master screamed extremely reluctantly.

Sinestra doesn't care about the name, as long as the Dragonmaw clan surrenders to herself~lightnovelpub.net~Since the Dragonmaw clan left Azeroth and withdrew to Outland, she has been making arrangements in secret, and then they fled from Outland back to Ai Xerath, the strength of the clan was greatly damaged, so she directly annexed this clan, which was one of the best in the tribe back then.

"Is everything I want ready?" she said loudly.

Zaira waved her hand behind her, and the orc warrior and the twilight believer dragged over two huge corpses, dragon corpses, with iron chains.

"Honey, remember our son? Nefarian is a good boy, with brains and courage, but unfortunately he also inherited your madness." Sinestra stroked one of the normal dragon corpses, that It was the corpse of the black dragon Nefarian. The dragon's head was hung on the top of the city by Stormwind. It was really difficult to do so under the eyes of everyone. The dragon's corpse was dug out secretly by the Twilight believers.

Deathwing naturally couldn't respond, and Sinestra didn't have any mother-child affection, she only had herself in her heart.

She quickly looked at another corpse. Strictly speaking, this was not a corpse, it was a product of experimental cultivation.

It was Chromatus, a colorful dragon with a huge body and five dragon heads.

Nefarian died in Stormwind City without completing this research. Now, with the help of Twilight believers and her own knowledge, Sinestra has completed this terrible posthumous work. Her research in Nefarian Based on this, a colorful dragon with five dragon heads, Chromatus, was bred.

But at this time, the colorful dragon didn't have its own consciousness, it was just an empty shell.

"Cromatus is an outstanding work, my dear, you know? I see our hope in it, and we can be one and never separate from each other! We can end this world!" Shinai Stella's words were full of madness, Deathwing clearly heard it, but his body couldn't make any response.

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