"No! Impossible! I'm just slightly injured." Malygos dug into his chest in vain with his claws, as if trying to dig out all the rotten flesh there.
However, his claws merely touched the edge of the black heart, and his entire body began to twitch in pain as if he had been electrocuted.
"Idiot! Don't you want to accept reality?" Facing such a mentally disturbed guy, Arthas was a little tired. On the other hand, if Malygos was not in such a state, he would not be able to capture a dragon king so easily even with the advantage of the home field of the Frozen Throne.
At first he seemed a little angry, but then Arthas sneered: "Forget it, you have already failed. Then I will take back what belongs to me. Anyway... no matter what, victory will only belong to me, the Lich King - Arthas!"
Along with Arthas' declaration, Malygos suddenly let out an earth-shattering scream.
No, it should be called Death Wail!
It was the resentment towards his own inexplicable death and the resentment towards all living people.
This kind of howl on the soul level would frighten even a powerful guardian dragon, making it unable to move forward.
Malygos' dragon body was changing at a speed visible to the naked eye:
On the black heart that was clearly visible through the rotten hole in the chest, the breath of death that had been bred for a long time, concentrated and compressed, was spreading at high speed to every corner of the body along with the beating of the heart.
The blue scales that were once as beautiful as the sea on a sunny day turned snow-white, a paleness that symbolized bones and death. The dragon skin that was supported by flesh and blood shrank, and the dragon body that was once bulging suddenly became skinny. On all of Malygos' joints, white bone spurs broke through the tough dragon skin and grew out.
The blue dragon king, who once looked gorgeous, turned into a hideous and terrifying death monster in just ten breaths.
At the same time, his control over magic power did not deteriorate with the passage of life. The entire magic core responded to his call and bloomed with more dazzling arcane brilliance.
Not only that, a large number of monsters rushed out from the magic ring area at the lower level of the Demonic Hub.
When everyone looked carefully, they were shocked to find that there were not only dead dragons and half-dragons among them, but also dozens of blue dragons that had already become corpses.
Arygos screamed: "Titan... Malygos said he sent them all out on a mission..."
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion behind the Wyrmrest Temple.
A violent blizzard suddenly arose in the sky. Without asking, one knew that it must be the work of the Lich King. The key point was that, taking advantage of this blizzard, hundreds of blue dragons that should have died on the battlefield in the Borean Tundra suddenly had fierce blue light in their eyes, flew into the sky with their tattered bodies ferociously, and attacked the Wyrmrest Alliance fiercely.
Arygos' dragon face turned pale. "Oh my God! Your Majesty, no, Malygos rewarded us with some delicious meat after he came back... Ugh!"
He had already forced himself to start vomiting.
Plague, the Scourge's forte.
Kel'Thuzad once used a plague to fill Lordaeron with corpses, but now he has simply changed his target from humans to dragons.
No one knew whether Malygos was conscious or unconsciously manipulated to poison his blue dragons. Anyway, it was an indisputable fact that all the blue dragons that died on the battlefield had now become corpse dragons.
At this moment, Duke suddenly understood why Malygos in this life still slapped the red dragon Kristrasza so hard.
Malygos didn't know that he had stepped into a dead end, but his survival instinct still drove him to leave offspring for himself. The red Dragonflight represented the clan of life, and he pushed Keristrasza, probably because of this instinct.
"Ah..." Duke sighed.
Seeing the corpse dragon Malygos who had begun to go crazy, Duke couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him.
There must be something hateful about a pitiful dragon.
Everything is a cycle of cause and effect, a retribution.
The scene became chaotic. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Arthas gave Malygos a death order: "Malygos, my mount, come back! Your mission is complete."
Originally, Arthas wanted to get the benefits first. As long as Malygos the corpse dragon returned to Icecrown Citadel safely, the strength of the Scourge would increase dramatically.
Unfortunately, just as Alexstrasza underestimated Malygos' mental illness, Arthas also underestimated Malygos' ego and arrogance.
Perhaps, in Arthas' imagination, Malygos, whose soul he had already captured, would obey his orders and escape in the chaos with the dragon's tail between his legs.
In fact, Malygos went berserk.
"Edmund Duke, it's all your fault--" Malygos, who had transformed into a death dragon, not only did not take the opportunity to escape, but rushed towards Duke.
"Huh!?" Duke was confused and felt like he was being shot at.
The next second, Duke smiled.
Let's just call it a case of laughter coming out of anger!
"Me too. I actually got serious with a psychopath. If I take it seriously, I'll lose."
A spiral of golden flame rose from Duke's raised right hand. It was Duke's exclusive artifact that was officially named Edmund' Song of Light and Darkness!
The sacred golden sword was raised high,
Onlookers only saw the golden light shining on the tip of the sword, but Nozdormu, the Lord of Time, saw another wonderful sight.
Time is passing quickly.
The scene before his eyes seemed to have happened in a 'future' unknown to him as the Bronze Dragon King.
After Duke drew his sword, all he was going to do was to return Malygos' fate of death to its original place of destruction in a strange trajectory.
Nozdormu was watching this scene in shock: time was clearly passing, but all causes and effects were restored to their original positions, leading the entire world to a brand new future... What kind of power was this?
Or was what he saw simply an illusion of a period of time?
Before Nozdormu or the other two veteran guardian dragons could react, Duke had already activated the special effect of the divine sword - Demon Slayer!
It was in no way inferior to the golden light emitted by Velen just now.
The divine light caused Malygos to feel a tingling sensation all over his body.
The decayed nerves and the lost dragon body do not cause pain, that is pain on the soul level.
The pain brought him a strange feeling, and he suddenly felt dazed.
At that moment, Malygos heard a "crackling" sound in the air. He raised his dragon head and found that the arcane energy he was so proud of had solidified into a mass of strange blue solid matter similar to dough, suspended in the air.