Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

"Join the glorious purge!"

"My dear sister!"

The moment Onyxia closed her eyes, a golden light flashed in the priest's hand and turned into a chain to bind Onyxia. Then Faldir turned into a white light and left the cathedral.

Onyxia was startled by the sudden change. She opened her eyes abruptly and recognized the priest: "Nefarian! It's you!"

Onyxia quickly tried to break free from the shackles of Holy Light, but Nefarian's power in human form seemed to be much stronger than hers.

"My dear brother, you are not in your Blackrock Tower studying your colorful dragon toy, but you actually came to attack me in the center of a human city. Aren't you afraid of attracting the attention of the four great dragon legions?"

Onyxia was filled with rage. Although each black dragon was powerful, their bloodlines were corrupted by the Old Gods, and their hearts were dark and selfish, making it difficult for them to work together. Even though she and Nefarian were siblings, they still had their own positions. The only one who could make them obey was the Black Dragon King, who even they themselves were afraid of.

She had realized that she had fallen into a trap. No matter what the reason was for her brother to attack her, breaking free and leaving here was the best option.

Onyxia's body shape began to change, black scales began to appear on her face and hands, and a giant black dragon appeared in the hall of the cathedral. The surrounding benches were destroyed by the dragon's enlarged body.

But it's too late!

"I said, dear sister, join us in our glorious purification! The Holy Light protects you!"

At the top of the cathedral, a bright light descended from the sky and hit Onyxia's huge dragon body with lightning speed. The black dragon MM wanted to break free from the holy light, but found that a golden dragon that was as big as him had pounced on her, and grabbed her wings with its two front claws, making her unable to move.

"Roar!"

Onyxia was completely furious. She had been a little afraid just now, fearing that the killing among the black dragons would lead to her father punishing them. Now that she felt the crisis, she didn't care about anything more. She bit the golden dragon that was suspected to be her brother with her dragon mouth.

Even though the dragon's scales are extremely hard, the neck is still a fatal weakness, especially their dragon fangs can easily cause damage.

Onyxia has made up her mind to kill him.

Ding!

The bloody mouth bit Nefarian's neck, but not only did it not cause any damage, it also hurt his teeth, causing two dragon teeth to break at the roots, and blood oozing out of his gums.

It turned out that Lightforged Nefarian had activated the Holy Shield. A huge holy shield enveloped him, making it impossible for Onyxia to attack him.

"It will be fine in a moment, my sister, just bear with it!" After Nefarian said that, the dragon's mouth bit his sister's neck, and then controlled her on the floor of the hall, unable to move.

Holy light poured out from the cathedral and poured directly into Onyxia's body. Under the infusion of holy light, the black dragon felt that the blood in her body was boiling, and the burning sensation went straight to her soul. The pain made her expression distorted, and her tail kept whipping the ground, and the surroundings became a mess.

More than half of the dozens of adult black dragons under Nefarian died in the first infusion of Holy Light. Only the twelve strongest ones survived the Lightforging Ceremony, and the rest all exploded.

Normally, the success rate of Lightforging is close to 100%, and failure will only occur when the energy attributes are repelled. Obviously, it would cost a lot to purify the Black Dragon Lightforging from the chaotic evil camp to the lawful justice camp.

However, Garin also discovered that in this situation, the higher the strength, the stronger the body, and the more determined the will, the higher the success rate will be.

Moreover, it was difficult to die in Garin's territory. The failed black dragons were transformed into heroic spirits and resurrected, and then experienced the pleasure of holy light infusion again. The weakest black dragon was transformed into a new dragon at noon after experiencing four explosions.

Onyxia wailed in agony, her struggle becoming weaker. The infusion of Holy Light cleared away the whispers of curse that the Old Gods had branded in her soul, and her soul became extremely weak.

Eventually, her black scales began to fall off and golden scales grew back. The gold radiated from her heart, limbs, head, tail, until her entire body turned golden.

In a private house in the fourth ring area of ​​Holy White City, a dwarf little Lolita in a moon-white priest robe suddenly looked towards the center of the city. She felt a flash of black dragon's breath passing by. When she rushed out of the room to investigate, the black dragon's breath disappeared, leaving only the majestic power of holy light.

In Chromie's perception, this majestic power of holy light was emanating continuously every day. For a while, not only was the breath of the black dragon strong, but there was also a faint wailing. However, the cathedral was open to the people of the Holy White City every day, and she did not find anything unusual when she went to investigate.

Until one day she saw a golden dragon soaring among the mountains in the east. Its color was different from that of the bronze dragon, more dazzling and more brilliant.

Chromie vaguely sensed that Garin was causing trouble, and it was an explosive event, and it was targeting the Black Dragon clan.

She was wondering why they were gone today. It turned out that an important person had come. She just didn't know which black dragon had become Garin's experimental subject.

Chromie didn't know that the cathedral had deliberately stopped taking Lightforged orc prisoners today just to wait for Faldir to bring Onyxia over.

But this did not pose a problem for Chromie. She silently recalled the familiar breath just now, and finally locked onto the core member of the Black Dragon Legion, the Black Dragon Princess, Onyxia.

Chromie was happy to see this kind of welcome and joyful thing happen, and happily returned to his room to continue his own work.

The holy light of the cathedral began to dissipate. Nefarian had transformed back into human form. Onyxia's golden dragon body collapsed in front of him, gasping weakly.

"How do you feel? Oni?" Nefarian called his sister softly.

"It's easier than ever before, my brother, thank you for your gift!"

Although Onyxia was in great pain all over her body, she could still feel her soul relaxed, as if the shackles that had been imposed on her soul had been broken.

"Welcome to join the Golden Dragon Clan!"

"A golden dragon?"

"My pleasure!"

Onyxia murmured, used the last bit of her strength to transform into a human form, and then fell asleep.