In the deep rift valley, a pair of red eyes open, and then the Dragon roars into the sky. Under the yellow sky, ghosts tremble.
Auduin spread his wings and flew up. In the sky, a dark sphere exudes an unknown light, like a black whirlpool devouring the stars and celestial bodies. Under it is a desolate world, with white bones and ghosts wandering wantonly on the earth.
It flew over the place, nearby ghosts all fled in a hurry, some dead creatures without emotion also shuddered, and those intelligent races were hiding in hiding places and did not dare to come out.
Auduin scanned the ground for a week before heading for a dark minaret.
On top of the tower, there was black smoke. A dark figure was sitting on the stone seat. In front of him was a woman with red stripes. The woman was bruised and had no breath. Beside her body was a translucent soul, but that soul was already in tatters. At the foot of the dark figure, there was a man's body, full of tears The spear was covered with blood, and there was a ferocious face on it.
"Hey, look at the person you love. Is she still beautiful?" The figure directly pulled out his soul from the man's body. A pale soul was lifted in the hand, and then died by the dead woman.
"Ah! Please let me go, my Lord
"Let you go? Good The painted black shadow thrust his soul on the dead woman and kicked the body off the tower.
As the body fell, a shrill male voice echoed around the tower for a long time.
Then he leaned down to pick up the woman's soul from the ground, and then stretched out his hand to twist it under her waist. The woman's soul was completely out of shape. He felt the trembling of the soul in his hand again and again, and laughed grimly.
A gust of wind blowing over, he some doubts, in this world in the end how long there has been no wind.
Then a shock came from the top of his head. He raised his head and a dark dragon claw fell from the sky, directly crushing the top of the black tower.
"Moragbar, for tens of thousands of years, you are still addicted to your boring tricks!"
Auduin tramples on the painted black shadow. The soul of the woman in his hand falls from the tower. Her painful face is full of peace. She looks at the dragon, and her face is full of joy and gratitude.
It felt another great force coming from under the dragon's claw. Auduin forced again, and the human figure was pressed to death and could not struggle in the gravel.
"Do you dare to rob the soul from Nain and bring it back to torture with my consent?"
The black dragon head is close to the black figure, and then oduin's body gradually shrinks until she is a person tall. A woman in black armor gradually shows up, and there is a horror demon under her feet.
"Auduin, this is my cold harbor, not your Nain!"
Moragbar yelled angrily, but the force from his back made him unable to move.
Auduin opened her hand, and then the hammer that fell on the ground appeared in her hand. She raised the hammer and pounded the figure at her feet.
A crack on the black tower starts from the top of the tower and extends down to the base of the tower. Together with the earth nearby, it is also torn. A deep gully like a natural moat appears on the earth.
Countless buildings and souls fell among them. Because of this crack, the tower began to collapse, and the tower fell down until it was engulfed by the earth. Auduin raised his left hand, and the cracks merged again.
At this time, less than half of the black tower was left, and all the surrounding buildings collapsed into ruins.
Moragbar was hanging on the edge of the tower, his hand trampled by oduin, his body hanging in the air, crumbling.
"Moragbar, what's it like to be hit by your own weapon?"
Auduin's voice is cold and without any emotion. Even if she is transformed into a human, her dragon features are still preserved. Her cheeks are close to her ears, and there are several black shining scales. Her eyes are like poisonous snakes, dark as an abyss, and her lips are also attractive black. She acts like a queen of power.
"Auduin, tell me clearly what you are doing for!" Moragbar, as a terrible and cruel demon, dominates the Cold Harbor for tens of thousands of years, but now he is trampled by her, which makes him feel endless shame and anger.
"I want you to help me get back the ancient scroll! No matter what method you use, bring me the ancient scroll! "
Auduin loosened his feet, and moragbar floated up, looking at her body with his eyes.
"You look more charming than any woman I've ever seen."
Moragbar's grim face showed a gruesome smile, and his red eyes flashed.
Auduin did not pay attention to him, but his eyes narrowed and gave off a dangerous light.
"Hey, hey, ancient scroll! Which volume do you want? "
"Any volume will do."
"Are you not afraid that I will banish you to the crack of time with the ancient scroll?""You can try it!" Auduin's eyes suddenly widened, and the ghostly eyes made moragbar tremble.
Different from the previous era, today's oduin is too powerful. In her, he can even feel the original power of the Holy Spirit akatosh.
Moragbar is just a demon. Compared with the Holy Spirit who created the world, he is not worth mentioning. In the face of auduin's majesty, he gave in decisively.
"OK, I see. I'll let my followers and subordinates in Nain know, but it will take a long time."
"Never mind, I can afford to wait!"
With that, auduin's cape was lifted behind her, and her dark wings were raised. She flew up and disappeared into the gloomy world.
When he saw her disappear, moragbar suddenly went mad. He picked up his hammer and grabbed it with his left hand. A humanoid soul was lifted in his hand. Then he hit it with one hammer and screamed all over the world.
In the end, moragbar lost his broken soul and put away his hammer. Then he pinched it in his brow, and a wisp of black powder fell down. He suddenly flew into the air, and the black powder immediately dispersed.
"Find the ancient scroll and take it back to lenggang!"
One day later, the five people looked at the huge relic hidden deep in the mountain forest. At the gate of the relic, there were several abandoned tents.
Zuv, they're here at last!
Dwarves, also known as forging Mo, are a collateral of elves. Because they are shorter than ordinary elves, they are also called dwarf elves. In the second era, they have created their own mechanical civilization. The Musical Magic invented by them can operate the machinery independently.