Alexstrasza took out five orbs of light and infused them into Arthas's body, saying, "This is five doses of eternal life; you can share them with anyone you wish to give it to."
'Blessing of Life: After use, it gives the user eternal life.'
"Thank you, this essence has side effects; it must be applied near the genitals. Other than that, there should be no other downsides." Arthas handed the essence of life to Alexstrasza, lightly touching her delicate, smooth fingers, soft as silk, causing ripples in his heart. Perhaps it was because she mastered life that there was an inexplicable attraction.
"Hmm, I understand." Alexstrasza suddenly transformed into a naked form and applied the essence near her vaginal opening. Her full, plump vulva and pink labia were tightly closed, protecting her honeyed entrance.
Despite having many children, her labia remained rosy, truly the Life-Binder! The essence of life gradually penetrated into her honeyed entrance, the white-green orbs being absorbed. Alexstrasza then leaned back, revealing her snow-white neck and straightening her body, with her ten toes, painted with bright red nail polish, lifting elegantly. "Hmm, I feel its power!"
After a while, Alexstrasza regained her composure. Once again, a flicker of light flashed, and a sexy red bikini armor reappeared on her body.
Seemingly sensing Arthas's gaze, her red lips parted slightly as she explained, "You saved me from the fate of being a mere breeding animal, and I am very grateful to you, your essence is quite effective. Young human prince, there's no need to be constrained or surprised. Here, you can use this to contact me. Now, I want to catch up with an old friend of mine, as well as my siblings!"
Alexstrasza handed a piece of red dragon scale to Arthas, maintaining her elegance throughout, even in her earlier nakedness, she showed no modesty, as if not even a ripple could arise in her eyes.
The old friend she mentioned must be Deathwing; there are not many she harbors hatred for, and clearly, Deathwing—who once betrayed them—is on that list. She then cast a spell to teleport both of them out of the fortress. While they were conversing, outside the fortress, Aurelia was darting through the woods, pursued by a large group of orcs. At times, she could hear the howling wind, narrowly escaping it; it was an orc's flying axe! Muradin was also sprinting; as a warrior, he was ill-suited for guerilla warfare but more suited to fighting enemies head-on.
"How long have we held out? We don't know if Arthas has succeeded."
"It's been two hours." Onyxia had not left; instead, she was having the time of her life, occasionally shooting a fireball to ignite the forest, watching the orcs struggling as they were burned and screamed in agony. Flames are always filled with threats and harm; the scorching heat can cause skin to blister, bringing various negative effects that worsen one's condition and inflict pain.
Buzz! Suddenly, a magical force appeared in the sky, imprisoning all three; this powerful magical energy was so pure that even Onyxia could not break free.
It showed how immense the arcane power had grown, completely surpassing that of a grand mage; even a grand mage appeared small before it!!
A cold wave surged in, freezing every tree and plant into ice sculptures along the way. Along with it, the hundreds of orc soldiers pursuing them were frozen in an instant, their expressions still reflecting excitement, terror, and rage, vividly represented in ice!
Crack! Lightly tapping on the ice sculptures, all the orc ice sculptures shattered, turning into chunks of bloody ice!
This magic power cleared the battlefield in an instant, which was terrifying! When Aurelia would need to put in considerable effort just to kill all the enemies, a single spell resolved the issue. This disparity in power was disheartening, making it clear why mages are far more costly and enjoy superior treatment than warriors.
A middle-aged blue-haired mage descended from the sky, scanning the three with his gaze, quickly locking his eyes onto Onyxia with infinite fury, "Black Dragon!" Just one glance, and Onyxia felt like she had fallen into an ice cave, realizing she had no ability to resist before him—a suffocating sensation born from an overwhelming power gap.
The mage before her was no ordinary wizard; he was the blue dragon aspect, Malygos, who commanded the powers of arcane magic. In the War of the Ancients, Deathwing had severely wounded the four dragon aspects using the souls of dragons, with the blue dragon flight suffering the most, as Malygos's wife and children were severely injured and killed.
Other blue dragons also faced slaughter, with only a few dragons and eggs escaping disaster. This had already made the reproductive capabilities of dragons, which were low to begin with, nearly extinct among the blue dragons. The hatred of genocide, the killing of his wife, and the slaying of children combined had made Malygos harbor extreme hatred towards Deathwing and the black dragon flight. Any black dragon he saw must die! Crack, crack, crack!
Onyxia felt her jaw clench instinctively; this is a biological response faced with the threat of death. Fear? Of course, one would feel fear of death; not everyone is immune to it. At this moment, she hoped her father would show up to stop him; her father could handle the blue dragon king.
He was nearby, but she was disappointed; Deathwing did not appear, and instead, she watched as she was torn apart by the enraged blue dragon king!
"Please hold for a moment!" A voice whispered in Onyxia's ear; turning, she saw the young human prince!
"Hmm?" The blue dragon king snorted.
"Wait a moment, Malygos, let's hear what he has to say first." The red dragon queen, Alexstrasza, said slowly, causing the blue dragon king to have to halt his agitated magic. He could ignore others, but he still had to give face to the red dragon queen.
"Mortal! If you cannot provide me with a satisfactory answer, I will make you pay a heavy price! I will destroy your human kingdoms!" The gaze of the blue dragon king was somewhat frenzied; the severe mental damage he suffered a thousand years ago had caused him to fall into a craze, battling to keep himself in check was already not easy.