Chapter 1127 The Reins of Onyxia

Before death, many things will flash by like a revolving door.

Onyxia really regrets it.

After her father Neltharion knelt down, she also specially improved the dragon's ultimate transformation technique, risking a slightly higher risk of being discovered, so that she could have stronger defense in human form.

so what?

Not only was he discovered, but he was still stabbed through the chest with a sword.

Transforming into dragon form was just so-so, and transforming back into human form made my whole body hurt. Unfortunately, she no longer has physical strength and magic power, so she can only maintain the minimum physical consumption in human form.

She only had the last trump card left. While struggling, trying to escape from the shackles of Duke's big hand, she screamed: "What remains in my body is your soul! Let me go, otherwise I will be destroyed." This part of your soul!"

"What a coincidence! As for trump cards, I have them too!" Duke showed a ferocious smile on one side of his face. The next moment, a deeper feeling of weakness spread throughout Onyxia's body.

"This is...the devil's soul!?"

"To be precise, this is one-fifth of the dragon soul, which is only for the black dragon clan. Stupid female dragon, did you not realize that your power has been weakened until now?" Duke smiled and said A necklace made of one-fifth of a platinum disk that is the Soul of the Black Dragon is tied around the neck of the Black Dragon Princess.

"Ahhhhhh--" Onyxia screamed. That's not physical pain, it's soul punishment that comes from a more fundamental source.

She lost her last bit of resistance and gasped for air.

"Am I going to die?" She found that her will had begun to blur.

"Death?" Duke smiled: "If it were the first time, I might give you death. Since you let me hang up for a long time, then the debt will not be settled like this."

Duke's hand exuding holy light gently touched the body of the Black Dragon Princess. Although she is a black dragon with tenacious vitality at heart, with only 1% of her health left, she will still die if she bleeds too much without treatment.

"Hmm -" Under the influence of the extremely rich holy light, Onyxia couldn't help but let out a comfortable murmur. She was pleasantly surprised to find that her wounds were healing. Although many of them were superficial injuries, at least she wouldn't have to die in a short time.

Ha ha! Duke is afraid of losing his soul, this is an opportunity...

Before she was ready to implement the wonderful idea she thought she had, suddenly the nightmare came again.

That is a more terrifying torture of the soul!

"Ahhhhhhhhhh-" The shrill female wailing sound spread throughout the manor, making it even more eerie in the dark twilight forest.

I don't know how long it took for her to calm down, and she lay down on the dirty black earth, breathing heavily. The sweat on her back was so much that it even diluted the blood stains on her body.

At this time, Onyxia turned her head and saw that Duke's hands were also extremely strange: one hand held the light, and the other held the darkness.

The two diametrically opposed forces were calm and tamed in Duke's hands.

The black palm pressed down again, and an overwhelming pain surged from every corner of her body. The pain was so intense that she couldn't breathe, and her brain almost melted from the pain.

The next second, a golden palm caressed her back, and the severe pain caused by the intrusion of dark power instantly subsided, and the wounds on her skin were also healed.

Duke's voice sounded again. He spoke very slowly, even with a gentle tone, but to her ears it was like the death knell of hell.

"Onyxia! You attempted to subvert the Alliance, assassinated Storm King Varian, and caused so many civilian casualties. Not even death can wash away your sins. Now I'll give you a chance..."

"Fart! I am the noble Black Dragon Queen Onyxia! You can hang my head on the city gate to show off your power! But you must not expect me to surrender! Just give up, I will die even if I die ten thousand times I won't give in!" Onyxia yelled.

"Well said! Then you will die ten thousand times first!" Duke's black palm pressed Onyxia's beautiful head into the mud. The next moment, something similar to [Psychic Explosion] The impact of darkness hit her spiritual world.

She suddenly saw many incredible sights - images of her fighting in her lair in Dustwallow Marsh.

who is he?

Who are they?

Facing forty mortal warriors who looked like wolves and tigers, she resisted desperately, using her claws to slap, her mouth to bite, her tail to sweep, and her strongest dragon's breath to burn.

But she lost!

again and again!

She was knocked down countless times, her most cherished treasures were robbed, and then her skin was skinned off, and finally her head was hung at the door of Stormwind City.

No no no! These are all fake... fake...

The first few times, she was able to hypnotize herself. But the feeling is so real! Touch, taste, smell...all five senses! And then there are the failures day after day, year after year!

The frustration and shame caused by this endless failure accumulated in her heart again and again!

Onyxia, who once felt strong about herself, began to lose confidence!

She didn't know that this was someone's system wizard. The video of the Black Dragon MM being pushed down by countless players began to be rendered, and it was rebuilt into the most perfect three-dimensional form. Almost everyone was made of more than 100,000 facets and looked absolutely perfect. There is no difference from the real thing.

Even by recording her various movements in the form of a dragon, a series of counter-kill and solo kill plots were created, giving her a deeper sense of frustration.

After ten thousand defeats, her most proud combat power felt worthless.

After ten thousand mental shocks, only three seconds passed in reality. When the mental shock ended, Onyxia's eyes were blank.

"Do I...do I still have a future?"

"Yes! Of course there is! Your future is to put on the reins and become my uncle Duke's exclusive mount!" Duke behind him grinned: "I have a very, very deep grudge against you! Don't worry, there was no Yuanyuan before. I will definitely make up for your dream this time. Not only will I ride you for a ride in Stormwind City, I will also take you for a stroll in Wyrmrest Temple."

For some reason, Onyxia always felt that this was not the real Duke, and that some kind of dark power was affecting Duke, but she was so lucky that she was hit by the gun. After hearing Duke actually declare that he wanted her to be his mount, he was humiliated by being swept away all over the world, not only showing off in front of mortals, but also becoming a laughing stock in front of his fellow dragons. Onyxia wanted to die.

"No! I will never give in!" She used her last stubbornness and stared at Duke hard.

"Well, that look is great! Come on! Transform into a dragon and let me roam around! What, you don't want to? Well, you can also slip away in human form." After saying that, Duke actually started looking for something: "Is there anything I can use as a rein?" What? Yes! This!"

It was a rubber ball with several holes on it and two straps tied to both sides of the ball.