Chapter 348: Slaughtering

"Surrender, Onyxia."

"You have already failed and have nowhere to escape. If you don't surrender, today will be your doomsday."

"My sword blade will pierce your heart, and your head will become my trophy, hung on the city wall by me."

Wayne's voice was very loud. Whether it was the Black Dragon Princess who was stepped under his feet and had been slashed all over, or the humans who were trapped in the collapsed buildings, they could all hear it very clearly.

And at this time, the golden holy sword in his hand, which was shining with golden light, had already pierced through Onyxia's chest, sinking into it for about half a meter.

In less than three minutes, the once beautiful and moving Countess Katrana had become a bloody, slashed beast lying on the ground, likely to be pierced through the heart with one sword at any time.

And the reason why he didn't end Onyxia, this black dragon, with one sword was mainly because of King Varian.

The current King of Stormwind City was a cripple whose soul was torn by Onyxia's black magic. If the Black Dragon Princess was killed directly, it would become much more troublesome to restore Varian's situation in the future.

Moreover, killing the Black Dragon Princess directly meant he had to bear the hatred of Deathwing and the black dragon race completely. As a resident of another world, he had no reason to do this kind of thankless thing.

Hearing Wayne's shout, the black dragon's body couldn't help but start to tremble, and more blood flowed from the wound on her chest. The pain in her body and the threat of death made this young black dragon princess feel panic and fear.

However, as the princess of the black dragon race, her dignity made her feel very unbelievable about the fact that she was defeated by a small human.

She opened her mouth, her huge body couldn't help but struggle, and the pain of the sword tearing her chest made her let out a more intimate wail.

Regardless of whether she recognized what happened in reality, facts were facts. Her life was already in the hands of the other party.

"Stop, don't kill me!"

"I surrender!"

Onyxia shouted this sentence with all her might in the human common language. Everything this Black Dragon Princess did was just to please her father; she was not the kind of dragon race that would rather die than surrender.

"What is going on, Mr. Wayne?"

"This is completely different from the plan you told us. I think you need to give me an explanation?"

When Wayne pulled out the golden holy sword that pierced Onyxia's chest, Shaw, who was wearing dark leather armor, suddenly appeared from the darkness beside him, and with him was VanCleef, whom Wayne had sent to prison a few days ago.

I don't know when the two of them sneaked into the Countess's mansion. However, now, Shaw's tone was quite unkind, and the shock, anger, and worry remaining in his eyes, the expression on his originally expressionless face was quite complicated.

I am afraid this SI: 7 officer could never have predicted that the matter would suddenly become so tricky.

And the culprit of all this was the foreign adventurer he personally commissioned.

However, before he could continue to question, the other three black dragons and nearly a hundred Dragonkin warriors with huge body shapes had already surrounded from all directions of the Countess's mansion.

And at the same time, Duke Bolvar and Paletress, as well as some other guards of the nobles, also rushed out from the banquet hall that had collapsed more than half.

Looking at those terrifying black dragons and the Dragonkin warriors who were coming with bad intentions, neither side said anything to argue. The scene in the back garden became tense again in an instant.

Unlike other dragon races, in the records of humans and other Azeroth races, black dragons have always been symbols of evil and destruction, and have always been enemies of most races. Now that these evil creatures were lurking in the capital of the Stormwind Kingdom and disguised as Countess Katrana who controlled the House of Nobles, what this meant was actually self-evident.

However, Wayne didn't care about these. The battle just now, although it looked very intense, because he had to keep Onyxia's dog life, he had to hold back everywhere, which was quite unpleasant.

And now that he had just recovered his strength, he wanted to have a hearty slaughter. It just happened that so many enemies were sent to his door. Wayne simply didn't bother to disguise anymore, ignoring the complicated gazes of everyone on both sides looking at him, and directly waved his right hand. The Pet Badge on his belt suddenly flashed a green light.

With a howl, the Deathclaw Robin, which was ten meters tall, was released. Perhaps feeling the master's strong fighting spirit, this terrifying giant beast was also quite excited. First, it let out a deafening giant roar, scaring the black dragons and Dragonkin who were rushing to the battlefield, and then it scratched the ground with its two thick hind legs, and finally pushed off with its feet, like a crazy wild bull, rushing toward those Dragonkin warriors holding weapons.

And just when everyone's attention was on the Deathclaw that had just appeared domineeringly, Wayne, who was originally standing on Onyxia, suddenly disappeared, and then, in a situation where no one could notice, instantly appeared on the head of a black dragon with a smaller body shape.

This was a descendant of the black dragon race. In terms of seniority, he was a generation younger than Onyxia, and his body shape was not even fifty meters long. He was originally fascinated by the charm of the Black Dragon Princess and longed to become one of Onyxia's male mates. For over a hundred years, he had been working for the Black Dragon Princess, which could be said to be loyal and hardworking.

Unfortunately, heaven did not follow the dragon's wishes, and the licking dog would not die well. Before he could complete his dream, the giant light sword more than ten meters long in Wayne's hand had turned into a light curtain, swiftly showing his dragon neck.

The name of this black dragon was already unimportant. Facing this kind of unknown cannon fodder, Wayne didn't care about his identity at all, and didn't show mercy when making a move. With a muffled sound of cutting flesh.

Accompanied by the dragon blood spraying out and the movement of heavy objects falling quickly, this black dragon didn't even make a wail, and had already been cut off his head by the Oathkeeper, turning into a headless dragon corpse.

The body that was originally flying began to fall immediately due to the loss of control and the effect of inertia, smashing heavily onto the soil of the back garden, leaving a miserable trail while rolling.

And this scene of slaying the dragon immediately shocked the hearts of everyone on the scene, including Onyxia.

This is a powerful dragon, and it was actually killed so easily.

Even if it was just a young dragon that hadn't truly reached adulthood, but even if it was an adult dragon, they wouldn't think that their necks would be several times harder than a young dragon, hard enough to block the slashing of a golden light sword.

The other two giant dragons that flew over quickly stopped their speed, and then quickly turned back into human form, no longer trying to move forward, but hid behind those giant Dragonkin warriors.

The experience of surviving for hundreds of years told them that in front of a human like Wayne who had continuously defeated two giant dragons, possessed a ghost-like figure, and held powerful weapons, the giant body of a dragon might be a burden.

And other humans on the scene, whether it was Shaw of SI: 7 or Duke Bolvar who was a bit confused and just rushed out from the collapsed banquet hall, were all refreshed and immediately realized that they were the side with the advantage, possessing a powerful combat force as a reliance.

There was no need for anyone's reminder at all. Shaw and Duke Bolvar immediately understood the current situation and quickly organized their subordinates to start fighting with those rushing Dragonkin warriors.

And the huge movement of the Countess's mansion made those holy practitioners, adventurers, and intelligence personnel arranged by Wayne around the field all aware of the urgency of the situation.

There was no need for the orders of the officers at all, and they all started to perform their respective duties.

Whether it was evacuating the surrounding people, rushing into the mansion to join the battle, or rushing into the collapsed banquet hall to rescue the wounded, everything was carried out in an orderly manner, greatly alleviating the losses caused by this battle.

However, regardless of what others were doing, Wayne was immersed in the pleasure of slaughter at this time.

The Oathkeeper was unstoppable, and any enemy blocking in front of him was cut into blood and minced meat by this sharp sword.

However, the number of Dragonkin warriors was limited, and with the cooperation of those helpers originally deployed outside the field, this black dragon race with a total of only more than a hundred members was killed and left nothing behind by Wayne and them in less than an hour.

Those two black dragon-turned mages originally had no way out and intended to escape, but no matter how fast they were, they wouldn't be faster than the Blink speed of the Elder Blood.

A black dragon didn't care about the attacks of others around him and wanted to turn back into dragon form to escape from the sky, but just after vibrating his wings, he was slashed by Wayne's forty-meter magic light sword falling from the sky, and his head was cut off again, turning into a headless dragon corpse.

Such a scene scared the remaining black dragon mage on the field, including Onyxia.

Dragonkin warriors were just consumable items transformed by magic for black dragons. No matter how many died, they wouldn't care too much. However, the black dragon race whose souls had been polluted by the Old Gods were evil races by nature. In the face of real death threats, they would not stick to any principles. Saving their own lives was their most important survival goal.

To survive, they could sell everything.

So, when Wayne's butcher knife was about to fall on the last black dragon mage on the field, this mother dragon who had long been scared out of her wits no longer cared about the dignity of the black dragon race, just like a wild dog begging for mercy, her eyes full of fear, and she shouted for mercy loudly:

"Don't kill me, hero of humans."

"I was also forced, I am willing to surrender, I am willing to serve you as master, and be your slave."

"Just beg you not to kill me."

However, facing the begging of this mother dragon, Wayne's expression didn't change at all. He just tilted his sword body slightly and directly smashed it heavily on her body with the thick sword spine.

The strong force was like turning the holy sword into a steel rod, smashing this black dragon who was still in human form like a sandbag, rolling more than ten meters, and finally hitting a stone wall and stopping.

And that black dragon also suffered such a heavy blow, her bones were broken, and she spat out blood, lying on the ground like a dead dog, dying.

Until this time, this riot that happened in the noble district could be considered completely calmed down. Except for those humans who were still busy saving people and cleaning up the battlefield, only the corpses of the black dragon race all over the ground and the mess of this noble mansion like ruins indicated the tragedy of the battle just now.

After venting the destructive desire that had been suppressed for a long time in his heart, Wayne felt very happy. He whistled, called back the Deathclaw that was still feasting on the Dragonkin corpses, and then turned and walked back to the side of the Black Dragon Princess Onyxia who had turned back into human form.

At this time, the Countess was pale, and her gorgeous dress was also a bit tattered, revealing a lot of spring light.