Spellcasting Heavens

Feeling the strong air blowing past her cheeks, Onyxia, who had not transformed into a dragon form for a long time, squinted her eyes and looked around for the unique aura of the black dragon.

As the source of her bloodline, she could sense that there was a descendant of her own, hidden in this vast endless swamp.

But the problem is that the other party obviously knows some hiding techniques and does not leave much information behind.

Just when the Black Dragon Princess started to feel a little irritable, she suddenly found a fallen black scale in the grass.

No hesitation!

She swooped down, glanced at the dirt on the surface of her scales, raised her lips and muttered to herself, Ah! Damn you little thing! I finally found you.

The words just fell!

Onyxia opened her mouth and breathed out a mouthful of deadly fire into the large muddy swamp behind her.

boom!

I saw a dazzling orange-red fire, instantly covering everything within a hundred meters. Not only was all the water evaporated, but even the soil, sand and gravel quickly solidified under the terrifying high temperature, and even melted into scalding hot water. magma.

But before the spewing ended, a figure about ten meters long suddenly rushed out of the magma, rolling to extinguish the flames on his body.

There is no doubt that this black shadow is nothing else but a black dragon that is still in its infancy.

Because it hasn't grown up yet, its scales are not completely immune to fire damage like the adult black dragon of Azeroth.

After using the humid environment of the swamp to extinguish the flames on his body, the little guy struggled to get up from the mud and stared at the giant creature in front of him with awe-filled eyes. After a full minute, he asked in dragon language: You are mine. Mother, the black dragon princess Onyxia, the daughter of the black dragon king Neltharion?”

That's right! You seem to be different from the other dragon eggs I laid. You have awakened a lot of memories about Azeroth, right? Onyxia came forward with graceful steps, showing great interest. Looking at this unique young dragon.

You must know that the dragons of Azeroth are not the dragons of Faerûn. They will gain a lot of knowledge about themselves and the world from birth, and they will clearly know their dominance in the food chain.

On the contrary, they are very fragile and stupid in their infancy,

Like other intelligent beings, they will become smarter and stronger with age and experience.

Therefore, a young dragon that has just hatched from a dragon egg does not have any memory.

Yes! Those humans! They performed an interesting magic ritual on me. They seemed to want to speed up my growth by infusing energy. But what they didn't expect was that this activated the memory hidden in my blood. Memories from the entire black dragon clan. The young dragon replied, licking its injured wings.

She looked to be in quite bad condition. Not only did she have more than a dozen wounds of various sizes on her body, but several of them exuded a pungent putrid smell. It was obvious at a glance that they were cursed or poisoned by magic.

So you killed one of them and escaped? The Black Dragon Princess exuded the aura of an adult dragon. She brought her head, which was many times larger than the opponent's, closer to her, and sprayed out two piercing blasts from her nostrils. Bright firelight.

The young dragon was undoubtedly frightened. He shrank his neck subconsciously and nodded quickly: Yes! I am a noble black dragon, not a pet raised by humans.

When Onyxia heard this, a look of satisfaction suddenly appeared on her ferocious face: Well said! It seems that your bloodline has given you the pride of being a black dragon. But unfortunately, you are too weak, weak To the point where I can't protect myself at all. But at the same time, the memories awakened in your mind are a big trouble for me.

Are you going to kill me? Mother! The young dragon's pupils suddenly shrank, and the muscles all over his body tensed, ready for a desperate fight.

Although she knew very well that even if she tried her best, it would be difficult to pose any threat to the Black Dragon Princess.

But in order to fight for that glimmer of hope of survival, she was willing to do whatever she could, even if she was killed in the end.

Kill you? I did have such a plan just now, but now it seems that you still have some value. Come on, try to change into a human appearance, and I will take you to see a person. If he allows you to live Come down, then you are qualified to survive.

With that said, Onyxia quickly changed from dragon form to human form and began to prepare ultra-long-distance teleportation magic.

Realizing that he had temporarily saved his life, the young dragon immediately changed rapidly, eventually turning into a little lolita about six or seven years old, with black hair and eyes, who looked extremely cute.

When the spell preparation was completed, the Black Dragon Princess grabbed her, and then the two of them disappeared together.

At the same time, on the other side of the great swamp, Sirna was waving her double blades, besieging more than a dozen people of the underground world in place with a battle as graceful as art.

No matter what methods these guys try, they can't pose even the slightest threat to them.

On the contrary, it was the female elf demon hunter who, with her extreme dexterity and combat experience, easily restrained all the hunters.

If she hadn't wanted to kill someone, the unlucky guy trapped in the same place with bruises and bruises would have been torn into pieces and swallowed by the hungry crocodile.

Fake! This woman is so evil! She is playing tricks on us! A black man whose upper body was covered with red paint cursed in a low voice through gritted teeth.

Nonsense! She is preventing us from tracking the injured dragon! Even a fool can see this! Another person rolled his eyes angrily.

No! We have to think of a way! If this continues, even if she doesn't kill us, those guys who come after us won't let us go. After all, the reward is so high this time, and everyone with some strength in North America will take notice.

Shet! Do you still want to say this? But the question is, do you think we can beat this woman?

Maybe - we can talk to her!

…

Just when these unlucky people were on guard and discussing how to get out of the current predicament, Sirna suddenly stopped what she was doing and answered a phone call in front of a dozen enemies.

After a brief conversation, she pressed the hang-up button and said with a smile to the nervous residents of the underground world: Relax, my mission is over. I'm sorry for disrupting your business, but please believe me, this It’s not a bad thing, at least you saved your own lives.”

Who are you? the team leader asked with a frown.

It doesn't matter who I am. For the safety of yourself, your friends and your family, I sincerely suggest that you don't ask. You must know that being too curious can kill people. Goodbye, I hope we will never meet again in the future. .”

Sirna put away her double blades, turned around and walked away, waving her hand without looking back. After a while, she disappeared into the depths of the overgrown swamp.