Just as Duke smashed the platinum disc with one hand on the forehead of Honglong, the humanoid Nefarian, who was sitting upright on the throne of the highest level of the Black Stone Tower, seemed to have his butt been pricked and jumped up.

He could clearly feel that he had lost control of the soul of the fallen red dragon. It was not because the other party died, but because he had a stronger and higher authority and ruthlessly snatched control from him.

This is a slap in the face!

He knows what this is

He claimed to be the King of the Black Dragon, the supreme ruler of all the black dragons, but is now defeated by his father's remaining power in the world.

Even though Duke was suspected of taking advantage of his skills, he still had a devastating blow to his confidence and pride.

His face turned blue and red, and his bloated face was covered with clouds.

Suddenly, a voice full of temptation and insidiousness broke into Nefarian's spiritual world uninvited.

"Hehe, it seems you need help?"

"No! There is nothing to do with you here! Nzos." Nefarian firmly said: "I remember it very clearly, I didn't call you!"

"Hehe! I'm just here to remind you that Onyxia, whom you regard as a sacrifice, is not in your lair." Enzos sneered.

"But Duke is here!" Nefalian defended himself.

"Haha! I hope your toys can handle this legendary human being!" Enzos said without comment.

Nefarian's face turned red and his fists were trembling.

On the other hand, the Fallen Red Dragon fell and ushered in a result he had never imagined. Duke miraculously grabbed his ownership from Nefarian's hands.

"This...this...this...this..." The violent dark force that made him fall faded away in his body at high speed.

His power beyond his own limits was obtained at the cost of burning his life and soul.

While the power of darkness fades, what replaces the fanaticism and numbness are unimaginable three layers of pain from the body, spirit and soul. The sudden terrifying impact is enough to destroy the rationality of most living beings.

As a strong man who still maintains a considerable degree of rationality in the deepest dark depravity, Valastaz's willpower is undoubtedly shocking.

However, no matter how big his heart was, he could not imagine that he would escape from the abyss.

The dragon's face was filled with shock and confusion.

Feeling the dragon under his feet stopping struggling and twitching, Duke yelled: "Relax your will, don't resist, and accept me as the master, otherwise Nefarian will still have a chance to regain your dominance."

Although I don’t know how Duke did it, with Duke’s relationship with his own queen, obeying Duke is a million times better than obeying the evil Black Dragon King!

Valastaz immediately did as he did, allowing Duke's will to invade his soul and turn his spiritual world to the bottom.

He could clearly feel that the slave marks branded in the deepest part of his soul were rewritten, changing from a hideous black dragon head to a blue whirlwind.

He could not know that it was Duke's trick. Duke first simulated the power of the Black Dragon King recognized by the Azeroth world with the scales of Nefarion with the Nasario in the [Soul of the Dragon], covering Nefarion's authority. Then he asked "Nesario" to transfer the ownership of Valastazi to the owner of the Platinum Disk, Duke himself.

This trick, one after another, is all based on the fact that the arrogant Nefarian defined the master of the highest authority as the "King of the Black Dragon" instead of writing his Nefarian's name.

This is a loophole, but Duke is the only one in the world who can learn from it.

It was not until Duke finished all this in ten seconds that he felt relieved, but this was not the end, because the battle continued. Duke turned his head: "Calia helps the old cow, and the rest helps Magnie!"

Everyone dispersed and performed their own duties.

On the ground, Valastaz seemed to be still in his dream: "I am free? But... thank you, Duke Marcus, I will try my best to go to the keel wilderness."

Feeling his extremely bad situation, Valastaz no longer expects his life.

The violent dark power made him overdraw too much, easily surpassing the limit that an ancient dragon could bear. Although he had a broken claw on the surface and had a sword stabbed with a cervical spine, his inside was almost empty.

The shining dragon scales and under the dragon skin are the shriveled tendons that remain after overdraft and pressing.

At this moment, he was almost the same as a sick dragon who was so old that he couldn't move his legs.

"Ha? Is the despair in your eyes only at this level?" Duke's sarcastic tone made Valastaz feel uncomfortable.

If Duke wasn't the one who took him out of the dark abyss, he might have already squirted his face.

Just as he was trying to say something, Duke continued, "Sorry, I have seen darker and more terrifying despair in the Battle of the Ancients."

"You...you have participated in the Battle of the Ancient!? Yes! You are that Du Kang!" As an old dragon who also participated in the cruel Battle of the Ancient, Valastaz suddenly became energetic.

"Others can't save you! It doesn't mean I can't save you!" Suddenly, Duke's hand had a green light of life.

"This is..." The red dragon's vertical pupils suddenly shrank.

Of course he recognized what this is, this is the [Blessing of Life] of His Majesty, his most beloved Queen!

With it, no matter how serious the damage is, even if you only have half of your breath, you can still become alive and resurrect on the spot in the next moment!

His eyes suddenly showed endless desire for survival.

But the next moment, he became self-deprecating again.

"No! Don't give me His Majesty's treasure, I'm not worthy! I failed! Not only did I not monitor Nefarian, I even fell into his minions and massacred countless innocent mortals. I am guilty! I..."

With a "bang!", the red dragon was slapped loudly by a palm made of a huge arcane energy.

"Enough! Do you really want to die like this and then let the Scourge Legion drive one more bone dragon indiscriminately?"

Valastaz was frightened by this terrible future, but he hesitated: "But my soul is damaged, and my strength can never return to the past..."

No longer cared about the kind but strange and persistent silly dragon, Duke directly pressed the Red Dragon Queen's [Blessing of Life] into his head.

"ah"

Accompanied by Sha Long's exclamation, powerful life force was injected into his broken body, repairing every scar in his body at high speed. Blood vessels tortured by violent forces, bloody muscles, and hearts that were beginning to fail, everything was reactivated by this life energy.

“I…I…I…I…I…”
Chapter completed!