Lordaeron and the Storm Kingdom jointly sought support from the dwarf kingdom Kazmodan, but now the dwarf king Magni. The bronze beard is conducting a ceremony to communicate with the earth. Muladin. The bronze beard cannot make the decision, and the stubborn dwarf parliament does not want humans to enter the dwarf's sphere of influence. They negotiate back and forth, and things are delayed after a while.

Stormwind City was planning to rebuild. Vanessa waited for several days, but seeing that there was no news of Death Wings everywhere, she could only return to Lordaeron.

Meanwhile, in the deep mountains of Grembatot.

The Dragon Throat Clan is very familiar with the environment here. The Dwarf Kingdom sent a lot of troops to search, but they were all misled and they were unable to find the correct location.

Compared with the original time and space, the "pain torture" of Death Wings was more than ten times worse.

Hundreds of iron chains made of steel firmly fixed him to the ground, as if he felt that his big toy was not very obedient. The Twilight believer abandoned the Wings of Death and turned to Hinestra's command.

The Dragon Throat Clan, the Twilight Believers, the Faceless Man sent by the ancient gods, and a large number of evil creatures gathered underground in Grimbatot.

Hinestra has been using the body of Deathwing to conduct experiments. With the help of Twilight believers, her experiment finally got a clue.

Deathwing's injuries were too severe. Whether it was the goblin rocket volley from Stormwind City or the fatal blow that Vanessa used an oak toaxe to cause irremovable scars to his body.

The most serious thing is that 60% of the earth's power was removed. This part of the power had long been entangled with his vitality. The consequence of being forced to be removed is that the essence of life is that it is a sudden decline. Hinestra, who could have a look of sight, rode on his head and began to act majestic.

One day, a couple has a hundred days of gratitude, and Hinestra is repaying his kindness in his own way.

"Hahaha, my dear, we still have a whole night, we must be happy today!"

The Black Dragon Queen had hatred in her eyes. Her past experience made her miserable, and now she can finally get back to revenge.

Not only did she want to revenge, but she also wanted to enslave the Wings of Death.

She turned into a human form and gently stroked the side face of Death Wings. Scars were everywhere here, and there was almost no good piece of meat. The dragon's blood was dried up. The skin that had previously looked like magma turned into a bunch of rotten meat as the power of the Titan was lost.

"It's so ugly. You used to be pretty handsome. Now look at what you look like? It's a shame for the dragon!"

She looked at the cut off her left claw of Deathwing, and then looked at the terrible scar on her back to her chest.

These are all scars caused by the oak battle axe. Relying on the drop of blood from Sargeras, this injury has transitioned from the level of strength to the level of causality. Its power is too great, and no matter magic, voodoo, or other treatment methods, it cannot completely heal the Wings of Death.

With the force of sucking away the Titan's power, this crazy guardian dragon is basically useless.

Hinestra carefully studied the wounds of the Deathwing. As the former spouse of the dragon, she also mastered most of Azeroth's secret techniques and magic, and she had many methods.

At this time, the two of them were connected by a pure black magic ray. Hinestra projected his mental power into the mind of Deathwing and carefully observed his injuries.

It was shocking, and it was hard to imagine that the once invincible Wings of Death were beaten so miserably.

Rubbing his forehead, Cinestra thought about several solutions in his mind.

Then she shook her head one by one, no, she couldn't get around the root damage caused by the oak battle axe, and she couldn't rely on magic to analyze this power. She didn't even know what force was injured by Death Wings.

From the memory of Deathwing, she could see Vanessa and the oak battle axe, but that was all.

She could not understand this power, let alone think that a human being could be so powerful.

"How can I save you? My dear husband"

For three consecutive days, she could only help Death Wings hold that life, and there was no way to treat it.

In the end, she concluded that Deathwings were no longer saved, whether it was a broken body or a crazy soul.

"Your body is of value. This part of the power of Titan belongs to me and can only belong to me! The great Black Dragon Queen!"

Hinestra is ambitious. She has long coveted this part of the power of Titans. Only she deserves this great power.

Unfortunately, most of it was stolen.

"Master Master." The legendary female orc warrior, the current chief of the Dragon Throat clan, Zairah, was controlled by Hinestra's magic, and the entire Dragon Throat clan has now become the subordinate of the Black Dragon Queen.

Zaira was proud, her heart was still fighting, but her body was controlled by magic, and the master screamed extremely reluctantly.

Hinestra doesn't care about the name, as long as the Dragon Throat clan surrenders to itself.

Since the Dragon Throat clan left Azeroth and retreated to the outer territory, she has made a secret arrangement. Then they fled back to Azeroth from the outer territory. The strength of the clan has been greatly damaged, so she directly annexed the largest clan in the tribe back then.

"Are everything I want ready?" she said loudly.

Zaira waved her hand behind her, and the orc warrior and the Twilight believer dragged two huge corpses, dragon corpses, with iron chains.

"Dear, do you still remember our son? Nefarian is a good child, with a brain and courage, but unfortunately he inherited your madness." Hinestra stroked one of the normal dragon corpses, which was the corpse of the black dragon Nefarian. The dragon head was hung on the top of the city by Stormwind City. It was really difficult to start in full view of everyone, and the dragon corpse was secretly dug out by the Twilight believers.

Death Wings naturally couldn't respond, and Hinestra had no mother-son relationship, she only had herself in her heart.

She quickly looked at another corpse. Strictly speaking, this cannot be regarded as a corpse, it is a product cultivated by experiments.

It was a colorful dragon with a huge body and five giant dragon heads, Clomatus.

Nefarian died in Stormwind without completing this research. Now, with the assistance of Twilight believers and her own knowledge, Cinestra completed this terrible work. Based on Nefarian's research, she cultivated a colorful dragon with five dragon heads, Clomatus.

However, the colorful dragon did not have its own consciousness at this time, it was just an empty shell.
Chapter completed!