Nefarian's ear flap twitched slightly: "…Dracthyr?"
This was the first time he had heard that word.
"They are monsters," Rabisargos's tone was icy, "monsters created by your father."
He already harbored a deep dislike for the existence of the Dracthyr, and upon learning of Neltharion's betrayal, this aversion transformed into fury.
Nefarian frowned slightly, silently awaiting further explanation.
"Dracthyr," Vinagosa took over, her tone relatively calm, "This is the name personally bestowed by Malygos. They are beings that merge the primordial power of dragons with the will of mortal species."
"To put it plainly, they are twisted creations!" Rabisargos snorted, a cold breath escaping his nostrils, his voice full of disdain, "War machines forcibly stuffing dragon power into mortal forms!"
"Fragile bones, unstable emotions, yet they presume to wield the supreme power of dragons?"
He scoffed, his dragon tail restlessly sweeping the ground, "In my opinion, not only are they not qualified weapons, but they are also a menace that could lose control at any moment!"
Nefarian gazed at them, his voice low: "So, you were stationed here to guard them?"
"It wasn't our request," Vinagosa's tone held a hint of helplessness, "This was an agreement between Neltharion… him and Malygos."
"After a certain… incident, the Earth-Warder personally requested the Spell-Weaver that we be responsible for overseeing the operation of this island's seal, ensuring its stability."
"Your father's orders were very clear," Rabisargos said coldly, "Once any abnormal fluctuations are detected, immediately seal off the entire island, strictly prohibiting anyone from unauthorized opening of the Dracthyr's seal."
"And since then, he has never set foot here again."
"Over the years, the seal has been operating normally," Vinagosa continued, "We were never told the true reason why the Dracthyr lost control back then, nor do we know the details of that 'incident'."
Nefarian's heart sank suddenly.
This dust-covered past was almost a blank slate for him.
After all, he hadn't even been born yet.
His father, once revered as a god by countless black dragons, had left behind a legion on this isolated island that even blue dragons spoke of with trepidation—and had completely sealed them away in secret.
However, a deeper chill gripped him—NZoth's corruption was eroding the nodes of this seal!
"I understand," Nefarian said in a deep voice, his expression extremely solemn, "The situation is now worse than expected—the corruption is directly eroding the core nodes of the seal!"
"Once the nodes completely collapse and the seal disintegrates, what will be released from within… will no longer be the Dracthyr of old—but monsters completely twisted by Old God whispers and steeped in filth!"
"The consequences… could be even more terrifying than my father's betrayal! Queen Alexstrasza's worries are becoming a reality! I must go to the nodes immediately to stop the corruption from spreading!"
This time, Rabisargos and Vinagosa did not voice any further objections.
Rabisargos grunted in disgust, and in the depths of his ice-blue vertical pupils, besides his inherent hatred for the Dracthyr, a deeper fear of the potentially emerging corrupted monsters flickered.
Vinagosa's gaze swept back and forth between Nefarian and the unconscious blue dragon, and finally, she nodded heavily and slowly.
"Follow me!" Rabisargos's voice still held reluctance, but his steps had already moved first, "I'll take you back to the North District! The Dracthyr are sealed in the lowest level, hurry!"
Vinagosa stayed behind to look after Andestrasz, watching them leave the East District quickly with a complex gaze.
Rabisargos, with undisguised disgust, led Nefarian back to the core area of the North District.
Inside the passage, residual gray-yellow swarms of insects still flew, but they seemed to fear the lingering Holy Flame aura on Nefarian, only buzzing from a distance and not daring to approach too closely.
The sickly sweet, suffocating smell of decay in the air had also lessened, but it was still pungent and unpleasant.
They descended along the passage most severely eroded by corrupting energy.
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