"Die, Nefarian!" The madness in the Blue Dragon King's eyes gradually flashed with a hint of pleasure. From a close friend who could talk about everything to a sworn enemy, one side was a good brother, a comrade, and the other side was the clan he cherished. This torment was also the reason for his insanity.
"Ysera, can you feel it?" Alexstrasza did not pursue, but her expression was extremely grave.
"It was fleeting, but I am certain that was the overwhelming aura of a Titan!" Ysera's expression was serious, her half-closed eyes completely opened, revealing a green ethereal light.
The bronze dragon king Nozdormu looked thoughtfully in the direction of Arthas, as if he had thought of something. Suddenly, he was horrified to find that he could not see the flow of time at all; everything seemed to become murky for him.
Previously, he could at least at times see the fate of Arthas, shifting from clarity to obscurity but still possible to see something. Now, he could not even perceive the timeline he was in, a situation that left him extremely shocked.
Deathwing endured the frenzied attacks of the Blue Dragon King. Although it was painful, the Guardian of the Earth was remarkably resilient.
"Malygos, do you feel it!"
"What nonsense! I won't believe you, you must die! Sindragosa, I will avenge you!" The Blue Dragon King frantically gathered magic, aiming to slay his enemy, fueled by the hatred for the murder of his wife and children, as well as the hatred for the annihilation of his entire race.
"Perhaps we can talk this over; I'm serious!" Deathwing said after a moment of silence. No matter how much the Old God N'Zoth tempted him, he could barely withstand it. Why? It was because N'Zoth was a captive, a defeated wretch who could not negotiate with the jailer.
Don't blame the jailer for looking down on him; someone capable wouldn't be a prisoner, right? The Blue Dragon King was not interested in hearing this; instead, he wanted to kill his adversary in front of him.
Nozdormu cautiously said, "Wait, I cannot see the future clearly now; perhaps we can discuss it."
"Are you still going to believe with this traitor?" The Blue Dragon King's magic paused for a moment, glaring angrily at Deathwing.
"Perhaps we can try the plan of that young human prince to transfer my power away; I've had enough! You think you're mad? I'm truly losing my mind! Can you imagine having two voices constantly babbling in your head? Not for a day, not for a year, but for ten thousand years!" Deathwing roared, grabbing the Blue Dragon King's neck and roaring fiercely.
"Hey, stop fighting!" Nozdormu helplessly stepped in to mediate. What the hell is going on? They were clearly here to ambush Deathwing, yet it turned into a mediation!
On the other side, a light rose from Arthas, and his scars instantly disappeared. This was the effect of leveling up after defeating the Orc Blademaster; each level restored his health to full.
"Ding, specializing in Titan Soul Eonar enhancement, enhancement in progress, enhancement completed."
"Holy Shield (Advanced): Your block chance increases to 100%, and you can block spells. Damage blocked is reduced to 20% of that damage, and 50% of the blocked damage is reflected back to the caster. When blocking on consecrated ground, restore 5% health. Each block will increase strength and stamina by 2% for one minute, stacking up to 10 layers."
"Holy Light Shield (Passive): Stamina increases by 50%, armor increases by 50%, all damage taken is reduced by 20, and healing received is increased by 20%."
"Consecration (Passive) (Advanced): Creates a 10-square-meter Holy Light ground. When standing on consecrated ground, restore 5% health per second, reduce damage taken by 10%, and enemies standing on the consecrated ground will take 200% additional damage. The ground is created when standing still, and it lasts for five seconds after leaving. (Using a displacement skill can refresh this)."
"Ding, learned new skill Rebuke. Rebuke receives the blessing of Titan Soul Aionar, generating new properties."
"Condescend (Passive) (Advanced): Every three seconds, trigger an attack to interrupt the enemy's casting, inflicting 100% backlash damage on the interrupted target and silencing them for ten seconds."
A flurry of notification messages left Arthas a bit shocked. Goodness, is this the blessing of the Titans? It truly is powerful!
Looking down at his feet, it was indeed shimmering with golden light. The active skill Consecration had turned into a passive; every second of standing could generate consecrated ground, which could last for five seconds after leaving, and this was incredibly satisfying! Moreover, he could use a leap attack to land and complete the standing requirement seamlessly. The most crucial part was the passive skill! He hadn't even learned all the various auras from the Paladin class in Warcraft yet, which were the most ridiculous.
"Onyxia, step aside; I will deal with him. This is a one-on-one battle; I have always been the one to protect my women, never the other way around." Arthas radiated holy light as he stepped forward, transforming from a bloodied, near-death prince into someone completely awe-inspiring in an instant, blinding the enemies. Even the black dragon princess
Onyxia looked at Arthas with a hint of suspicion, shifting her form to appear human. "Don't get cocky, humph!"
"I'm not being cocky; you'll be following me from now on. I haven't married you yet, so I definitely won't die." Arthas laughed heartily,
"Do you know why I don't want to be a good prince?"
"Why?" Onyxia instinctively inquired, only to roll her eyes as she realized this was all a setup! But that feeling was quite nice, giving her a romantic sensation she had never experienced before.
"Because good people don't live long; bad people live for a thousand years." Arthas laughed heartily, and his bold aura and relentless courage left an impression on Onyxia. For the first time, her view of Arthas changed; perhaps this young prince truly had some luck on his side.
Even Alleria walked over, slightly dazed, unable to imagine that she would marry a fourteen-year-old human prince. What kind of nonsense is this? If her sister Sylvanas found out, she would surely laugh madly!
"You, you are the last one; come on, one-on-one, let's determine the victor!" Arthas pointed at the only surviving orc ahead.