A purple evil light flashed from the top of the small building in the center of the manor. Although most of the guards of the manor did not notice it, there were still a few people who happened to be watching the guy in the middle who caught a glimpse of the moment.

The guards who rarely witnessed magic and heresy were frightened and exclaimed, and a sentry even rang the warning ringtone.

Bakir Sred came out of the front of the building, shouting that all the guards would calm down, and the stonemasons who had picked up their swords and guns and prepared to fight against the unknown threat were settled.

In the room, Onyxia was leaning against the wooden chair that was burned into purple and black by the burst of shadow energy, panting, her eyes full of confusion.

"There is a powerful demon in your heart, Dalcromalus." She whispered: "But that also represents the powerful, unreleased power of shadow."

"The shadow spell I instilled into you as if it was captured, then it was swallowed by that force. I couldn't even tell if you really learned it."

Dahl stood up and covered his forehead. A trace of blood oozed out of the position where Onyxia grabbed it. It had now solidified into a black scab, and was still causing a vague pain.

He knew that Onyxia also noticed the sudden shout in his heart. He knew that the monster waving countless terrifying tentacles in his hallucination was Saratas's eternal enemy, his most hated existence.

He also knew that it was the protection of the Black Dragon, who seduced the Black Wings Legion to fall for ten thousand years and became enemies with Azeroth.

When thoughts are brought back from the hatred of ancient times to reality, to the Alvin Forest where birds are singing and rustling with the wind blowing the shade of trees, I seem so small, and are far from these darkest secrets in the world, and no matter what I do, it will not affect it at all.

Then the rest is just a little bit of powerlessness.

"How are you?"

"I'm fine, ma'am." Dahl replied after reorganizing his spirits.

"So, do you remember the mantra I said?"

Although Onyxia said while delivering those shadow magic, even though it was almost overwhelmed by the ancient god's words in the hallucination, Dahl had already remembered it, even though it took some time to recall it.

After a while, he recalled the first spell, and the magic took effect immediately, and immediately hid himself in a shadow.

In this shadow, Dahl can move, make any moves, or even speak, but cannot be noticed by people from outside. This is not another plane, but the body and energy released by the shadow energy. Those who are keen to shadows can detect the existence of this fog.

Although the magic can only last for a few seconds, Dahl knew it was enough to escape from danger and leave all the surveillance and return to a safe position when he was about to be discovered.

"You learn very quickly, Dahl." Onyxia smiled in surprise and looked at the young dragon that appeared from another location not far away, saying: "Maybe the proportion of black dragon blood in your body is higher."

"Or it's because you're different... hurry up, let me see the second magic."

“How do you want me to show you?”

Dahl pondered the spell of the second spell taught by Onyxia, a spiritual distraction technique that could read the thoughts of those who were weak-willed, and even reverse their thoughts.

Suddenly, the alarm ringing of the Brotherhood Guards sounded out of the window again interrupted the conversation between the two.

"I have already told Bakir Srid to tell everyone not to make a fuss about the abnormal situation here!" Onyxia walked to the stairs in displeasure, but unexpectedly Bakir walked up towards him.

"Ms., there is a group of fishmen crossing the river to attack us!"

"What?!" Onyxia laughed contemptuously because she couldn't believe it.

"What gave them the courage to attack your estate?"

"I don't know, ma'am, these monsters are already landing, and now they are probably already climbing our wooden wall."

"Let your men go away."

"yes."

They left the red eaves and walked to the center of the manor, and Bakir shouted orders to order all the guards to put away the crossbow arrows and throw spears away from the wooden walls where the fish people climbed. Although confused, the fraternity members did not resist the command of the captain.

Without the power of confrontation, the fish that pounced on the water climbed up the fence and small houses and jumped into the manor, running here unrestrainedly.

"Ah... I can see the desire in their eyes." Onyxia said as if she understood something: "They are attracted by the shadow energy... Yes, these little depraved things are always tempted by the shadow."

After saying that, she took two steps forward, half-holding her right hand into a claw shape, and clenched it a little bit... In this process, all the living creatures felt so frustrated that they kept panting heavily.

Dahl felt that the air seemed to stop flowing, and the previous birds and the sound of water flowing in the river were getting smaller and smaller, and eventually turned into pure silence.

When the black dragon completely clenched his right hand, each fishman had already fallen to the ground and stopped moving.

They were like poisoned or asleep, without any scars or robberies on their bodies, and just fell on the ground, hung on the fence, and lying in the water, just like they had just experienced a terrible plague.

At the same moment, everyone resumed their breathing, and they gained a breath of breath as if they were freshly reborn, and then looked up and saw this terrible scene.

Dahl originally thought Onyxia planned to burn all the fishmen directly with the fire, but he didn't expect to use the shadow magic that had a smaller influence but was even more terrifying to solve all this.

"Ms. Presto... You are so powerful!"

Bakir's words did not hide his admiration at all. In his eyes, Katrana was undoubtedly a great wizard with the power of destruction. As long as she followed her, there would be no problem that could not be solved.

Onyxia did not respond to his compliment, but only looked at a fishman who was not dead but coughing on the ground.

"Dal, just use this little thing to try your new magic."

Dahl walked over and looked at the fishman warrior whose eyes were protruding and he grabbed his neck with his hands and kept retching, and recited the spell that Onyxia taught him in his hallucination.

Although he read slowly, he was serious and complete. Onyxia looked at him with admiration.

These Shadow Words use ancient languages ​​forgotten by people in this world. Their symbols and pronunciations are even older than the dragon clan itself. Unexpectedly, this young colorful dragon can be restored accurately in such a short time, which surprised her quite.

When the spell was finished, the fishman raised the long dagger in his hand and stabbed it hard into his forehead. The pus-like body fluid flowed out of the incision, and his whole body twitched for only a few times and then stopped moving again.

"It's as simple as eating and drinking water, dear Dahl." Onyxia couldn't help but applaud.
Chapter completed!