Seizing the opportunity, he blinked, striking Nekros with a claw, and in the instant the female orc screamed, he swiftly crushed her into a pulp.
Bash came with a two-second stun effect. Poor Nekros could only watch his wife be killed, his eyes growing even redder due to the demon blood.
Alas, it was all in vain; another claw struck.
Even without Frostmourne's double attributes, his claws were as fast as a certain master's One-Inch Punch.
In less than a second, Nekros also turned into a pile of minced meat.
The shimmering, evil-looking disc nearby was his target for this trip, the demon soul.
He took out Deathwing's scale gem, touched it against the demon soul, and the power of the Earth Guardian surged forth.
It easily broke through the outer protection, and the gem was completely embedded within the demon soul.
The demon soul, which had been flickering with a dangerous glow, began to flash continuously, and the luminous cracks on the disc became more and more numerous, gradually covering the entire disc.
The next second, seemingly due to the cracks leaking, the demon soul shattered.
"Well done, spokesman. These energies can help me. Thank you."
A weak whisper came, seemingly the voice of the Azeroth World Soul?
The Guardian dragon power within the demonic energy should have returned to the four dragon Aspects, but it was intercepted and completely absorbed by the Azeroth World Soul.
Moreover, there was also a trace of Old God power and Fel energy, all absorbed by the World Soul.
Arthas' eyes flashed with a thoughtful look; it seemed the legend of the Supreme World Soul was well-deserved.
It was even possible that the Azeroth World Soul was the most powerful entity, perhaps even surpassing the Titans, an unknown entity a step higher than the Titans.
When power reaches its extreme, only one type of primal force can be used.
Fel must be Fel, Holy Light Spell must be Holy Light Spell, and arcane must be arcane.
They cannot be mixed; Holy Light Spell's opposite is Shadow, and if Shadow is used, Holy Light Spell cannot be used.
To simultaneously control different primal forces inherently means breaking free from frameworks and becoming self-contained, often indicating a terrifying existence.
Just like Arthas now.
Without restrictions, the moment the demon soul shattered, the force field suppressing the red dragons disappeared.
The Dragonmaw Clan orcs still riding red dragons as dragon riders on the periphery were immediately flung off. Before they could fall and be smashed into pulp, they were bitten to death by the enraged red dragons and swallowed whole.
The riot erupted instantly. The red dragons didn't know what had happened, but their hearts were all convinced that the crisis had been resolved!
The next second.
Alexstrasza's roar echoed throughout the underground city, filled with endless, raging fury.
"Children, kill all these orcs, leave no one behind!"
She silently gathered all the dragon eggs, ensuring her offspring would not be affected.
The red dragon queen burst out of the underground city, directly shattering the incredibly sturdy load-bearing stone pillars. Her terrifying physical strength combined with her regenerative abilities healed her injuries in the blink of an eye.
Carrying endless rage, she burst out of Grim Batol, flying into the sky. Seeing the scorching sun overhead gave her a feeling of being reborn; this was freedom!
Whoosh!
Angry dragon's breath swept through the orc camp. Countless Dragonmaw Clan orcs, who hadn't even reacted, were engulfed in flames amidst their screams.
Even their hasty counterattacks not only failed to harm the giants but instead made these red dragons, who had been enslaved for over a month, even more ferocious.
Some red dragons, perhaps having endured too much humiliation, even grabbed orcs and began to devour them in large bites.
orcs who had drunk demon blood didn't taste good; in fact, they were incredibly disgusting, and eating too many could easily cause stomach aches.
A mere bit of demon blood couldn't affect the red dragons. Despite the disgusting taste, the endless rage from their enslavement still made them retaliate in the most brutal ways.
Outside, a great battle was raging, and the orcs inside also reacted, wanting to fight back.
When they went to the armory to get weapons, they stared at the empty warehouse, utterly dumbfounded.
No, where's my gear?
Where's my axe? Where's my great cleaver!
Who!
Who exactly!
Whose hands are so dirty!
Rage!
Fury!
Incompetent husband!
At this moment, Vereesa and the dwarf warrior Falstad had just snuck to the very bottom and saw Rhonin eating.
Was he imprisoned? Vereesa's golden eyebrows twitched, a surge of irritation rising within her.
"Are you here to serve a prison sentence? Or are you on vacation?"
Rhonin was a bit embarrassed by the question, but the delicious perch soup still made him unable to resist licking the bowl clean.
"Uh, a red dragon gave it to me. She even healed me with Holy Light Spell. Those orcs whipped me, punched me, and even knocked out a few teeth."
"But that red dragon's Holy Light Spell even made my teeth grow back! This is something even Alliance priests can't do. This is true Holy Light Spell!"
Completely nonsensical.
Vereesa didn't believe such nonsense. She had developed a camaraderie with Rhonin during their journey, but now she just felt he was full of hot air.
"We should get out of here!"
With that, she kicked the goblin they had just taken hostage aside.
Seeing this, Rhonin quickly told them about Deathwing and said it was a black dragon's conspiracy!
Vereesa also mentioned that a red dragon mage had helped them just earlier, while they were evading orc pursuers.
A voice came through a unique emblem, the token given to her by the Hill dwarves.
Inside was the voice of a red dragon, guiding and helping them shake off the pursuers and enter this underground city through a hidden entrance.
Now that black dragons and red dragons had all made their appearance, it seemed the show was about to begin!
The goblin Kriel took advantage of the three not paying attention and bolted towards the passage. If he could just run out, he would be saved!
As luck would have it, the Fire Elemental Giant, who had been intimidated by red dragon queen Alexstrasza's wrath and had acted like a shrinking turtle, was now back.
Its elemental instinct told it that provoking the red dragon queen, who had been imprisoned for over a month and was now free, was an irrational act, one that could even lead to its complete annihilation.
Thus, it had hidden, which was why there was no obstruction when Vereesa and her companions hijacked the goblin to enter. Now that the red dragon queen had left, this brainless Fire Elemental Giant reappeared, resuming its duty of guarding the passage.
The poor goblin, having just escaped, was spewed with flames by the suddenly appearing Fire Elemental Giant and burned to ashes amidst its screams!
Vereesa and the two others quickly engaged in battle; arrows were ineffective against it.
The dwarf warrior was even more disheveled; he couldn't just charge forward and hack at this elemental, could he? Without finding its core weakness, going up would only result in painful burns.
They relied entirely on Rhonin's spellcasting, using frost magic to blast the Fire Elemental Giant.
As they fought, the underground city, already weakened by the red dragon queen's collision with the load-bearing pillars, finally began to give way. Debris constantly fell from above.
If they didn't escape soon, they would be buried alive here, but with the Fire Elemental Giant blocking the way, they couldn't get through!
Were they destined to perish in this place?
Vereesa felt a pang of unwillingness; there were still so many things she hadn't tried yet!
Love!