Miracle

But the Dragon Aspect was, after all, the Dragon Aspect. Malygos continued to unleash all of his magical energy, and the ice spread even faster. Aiden could even feel his feet were about to be completely frozen to Malygos's head!

"I'll help you!" Alexstrasza flew closer, opening her mouth to spew orange dragon breath. The Flame of Life-Binder spewed towards Malygos, who was completely frozen, like a statue!

Even Malygos's life-saving measures couldn't constantly contend with Alexstrasza's scorching flames.

The ice was melting!

Seeing their chance, the other heroes rushed forward, each preparing their strongest attack. The moment the ice armor protecting Malygos disappeared would be the moment they launched their attack!

Malygos had used a life-saving measure to avoid being killed directly by Aiden, but this defensive magic that froze himself was a double-edged sword. If Alexstrasza hadn't been present, Malygos's response would undoubtedly have been successful. Because as long as he continued to inject energy, this thick ice armor would protect him. When the Great Purge arrived, he could launch a counterattack!

But this assumption was destined to be untenable. Alexstrasza's fiery breath was melting the Solid Ice at a speed visible to the naked eye. The liquefied and vaporized ice armor was rapidly dissipating, becoming thinner and thinner.

Malygos could feel this desperate change. He knew that in a few breaths at most, his defense would be completely destroyed by the combined efforts of Alexstrasza and her sisters. Then, the strongest attacks, prepared for a long time by all the dragons and mortals of the Dragonmaw alliance, as well as the transcendents, would all descend at that moment. Not to mention anything else, he might not even be able to withstand Aiden's fatal attack, who was still standing on his head. Even a Dragon Aspect couldn't withstand such an attack.

He could imagine his end—it certainly wouldn't be any better than being smashed to pieces.

"Could it be that I won't see my success?" Malygos thought of the Great Purge that would arrive in a few minutes at most, or rather, the Great Judgment on guilty spellcasters and spellcasting races. He had been preparing for this for a long time, but he couldn't see the results of his efforts. This would be his greatest regret before his death.

In the last moment, Malygos looked at Alexstrasza and Ysera sisters through the fiery curtain of life. Even if the fire curtain distorted their images, he could still discern the undisguised anger and sadness on Alexstrasza's face, and her sister was the same.

Tens of thousands of years ago, when they were still proto-dragons, they had united under various circumstances to fight against the mad Galakrond. They had saved each other's lives countless times, and even in the beginning, Malygos and Neltharion were as close as blood brothers!

The five of them—Nozdormu, Neltharion, Alexstrasza and her sister, and himself—were not true siblings, but their feelings were even stronger and more sincere than blood relatives.

When did the rift occur?

Malygos quickly remembered—it was during the War of the Ancients ten thousand years ago, when Neltharion suddenly betrayed them. His former good brother had become Deathwing, and he was grief-stricken. The originally close bond between the five Guardian Dragons was broken from then on.

Now, the two closest Guardian Dragons were standing side by side to kill him, just as they had done to Deathwing.

Perhaps because he was close to death, Malygos thought of many things. In just a moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

A "crack" sound, similar to glass breaking, rang out.

The defensive magic protecting Malygos had finally failed!

The ice armor shattered. Aiden put away his staff, gripped the sword hilt with both hands, and raised it high. Before Malygos's last defense disappeared, he thought of all the efforts he had made before. A strong sense of frustration and regret filled his heart. Thinking that Malygos was about to die under his sword, and thinking of the Great Purge that would come soon after, Aiden's heart was filled with gloom.

"I'm sorry, Malygos. I can't save you, and I can't save others."

This thought entered Malygos's mind. Then, the powerful Spellweaver felt a stinging pain in his forehead. It wasn't a physical or magical attack, but an instinctive and strong reminder of extreme danger, reminding him that the Holy Flame Sword above his head would pierce his head, reminding him that the attacks of the other heroes would completely kill him!

Malygos no longer had any other means to protect himself as effectively as he had just done.

Aiden stabbed down fiercely, the tip of the sword piercing Malygos's hindbrain along the wound he had just made. The blood that had spread out from the wound gushed out as the ice armor disappeared, winding and surging along the blue-scaled dragon head. Aiden felt a slight resistance as the tip of the sword pierced the skull, but even if the bone was several times harder, it couldn't stop the silver-white judgment of the Holy Flame.

In the next instant, the tip of the sword would truly pierce the skull, completely crushing Malygos's brain and ending his madness!

But this instant was suddenly stretched infinitely—the surrounding space turned gray. Aiden was very familiar with this, as it was a phenomenon caused by the stopping of time.

The one who cast this spell was not Chromie, nor any of the dragons in the Bronze Dragonflight she brought. Although Aiden couldn't move, he guessed who had done it.

It was someone he hadn't expected to come—someone who could stand up and prove that Malygos's actions were wrong.

The Bronze Dragon Aspect—Nozdormu!

He came here at the moment Malygos was about to die and stopped everyone!

Chromie's emotions became unusually excited—her Dragon Aspect had not been absent from this crucial battle!

Nozdormu, he would always appear at the most appropriate and crucial moment and make the most correct actions and choices—well, not always correct, at least when dealing with matters related to Aiden, he was rarely confused.

Although Chromie couldn't move, her thoughts were running fast. With the arrival of the Bronze Dragon Aspect, she was truly relieved. No matter what, Nozdormu had come, and this matter could truly be concluded, concluded in the way of the dragons!

Nozdormu revealed his figure directly from the deep night sky. He slowly flapped his wings, flying from the gray, solidified time to here.

"Malygos, my brother," Nozdormu came to the Blue Dragon Aspect, his eyes revealing very guilty and sorrowful emotions. "I harmed you, it's all my fault…"

Malygos was frozen in gray time, unable to take any action, but his thoughts could still function.

"Quickly tell Alexstrasza and Ysera that my actions are correct!" He immediately conveyed his thoughts. At this time, he could be considered to have escaped death—if Nozdormu was still on his side. At this time, he was thinking of pulling Alexstrasza and her sister back into the ranks of the Guardian Dragons, letting them help him in turn, and exposing the true faces of these humans—especially Aiden!

As for Chromie, who was also in the Dragonmaw alliance? Malygos selectively ignored her allegiance.

He thought he was safe, thought that the wise Nozdormu would help him, but then Nozdormu shook his head sadly.

"I'm sorry, brother, we were wrong…"

"How could it be! What nonsense are you talking about, Nozdormu! Quickly release me! I want to continue to complete my 'Great Purge'!"

Malygos couldn't accept Nozdormu's answer. This was not the answer he wanted!

"I'm not talking nonsense, I will prove this to you."

Nozdormu displayed all the causes and effects of these things for a long time. This retrospective time scene was directly presented in Malygos's mind. He had seen most of the content, because it was almost exactly the same as what Aiden had shown not long ago.

"I've already seen these, Nozdormu! Release me!"

Malygos conveyed his strong thoughts.

Nozdormu remained unmoved, he continued to show these illusions, and Malygos finally saw some different parts.

For example, Nozdormu himself doubted and guessed after seeing those future illusions and taking various retaliatory actions against Aiden, which ultimately proved that the Bronze Dragon Aspect himself was wrong; for example, the background and conspiracy of the Eternal Dragonflight; for example, Nozdormu persuaded Malygos to pay attention to preventing Alexstrasza from bringing Aiden to attack him, which was actually one of the reasons why the "Nexus War" was launched.

Malygos was surprised by these situations, but he still insisted on his previous ideas, because no matter what, the mastermind behind everything was Aiden—he planned everything, even including using the Nexus War to seize the almost fully charged Focusing Iris. What does he want to do? Destroy the world?

Malygos believed that Nozdormu was also deceived by Aiden, even thinking that he was wrong! This explains everything; Aiden relied on his acting skills and strength to deceive them all!

This memory of time regression further convinced Malygos that he and Nozdormu were originally correct, and only Aiden was wrong; it was his conspiracy that led to all of this!

Malygos conveyed his judgment to Nozdormu in one go, but this only made the Bronze Dragon King's expression even more sad and guilty. He believed that if he hadn't been deluded at the beginning, Malygos wouldn't have ended up where he was today!

This memory quickly came to an end.

Malygos once again saw the scene where his son Arygos, who was bewitched by the Twilight Father disguised as "Aiden", stole the Focusing Iris and was exposed by him.

The real culprit behind the scenes revealed himself in Arygos's final blow—it was Aiden, who was now stabbing his head with a sword!

"Look, you see! It's him! He caused all of this!" Malygos roared frantically, his spirit almost deranged. Re-experiencing this memory was like re-experiencing his son's death, which made this father even more heartbroken.

His daughter, Krygosa, had already sacrificed herself in the War of the Shifting Sands, and Arygos was almost cultivated by him as a successor, but he was deceived, corrupted, and finally died by this human!

In Malygos's eyes, Aiden was not a human at all, but a devil!

But at this moment, the "Aiden" in the picture, after killing Arygos, used a glass container to collect some of his blood, and also searched the Focusing Iris from his body. After doing everything, he smiled with satisfaction.

At this time, a purple portal appeared in front of him. He stepped through the portal, and the perspective followed. "Aiden" appeared in the Twilight Citadel. A two-headed ogre mage was waiting for him on this side of the portal. Here, he finally dropped all pretense and turned into his true form—Twilight Father, Benedictus!

And the two-headed ogre in front of him was undoubtedly "Twilight's Hammer" Cho'gall!

"Well done, Twilight Father! (Finally got a little revenge! Damn Aiden! Dare to scheme against me!)" Cho'gall's two heads said separately.

Before, in order to save Blackmoore, he reached out and grabbed a living bomb, not only suffering severe injuries and almost dying, but also losing the only eye on the left head! There is no doubt that if Cho'gall were to rank the people he hated the most, Aiden would definitely be in the top three!

Being able to scheme against Aiden on this occasion, no matter how effective it is, can at least recover some interest!

"Everything is for the Twilight's Hammer, for the revival of the Old Gods, for Lord Deathwing!" Twilight Father replied with fanaticism.

Nozdormu's voice-over sounded at this time: "The last scene you saw was provided by the Infinite Dragonflight. You were plotted against, my brother—at this time, Aiden was still in the Dragonblight, and countless people can testify for him."

The memory of the past stopped at this point. Malygos fell into complete stagnation.

"Are you saying—I was wrong? I wronged them? All my actions were meaningless? I am cooperating with the Old Gods' plan? I am doing the same thing as Deathwing?" Unable to accept all of this, he issued a series of questions. His thoughts spread out like a tide.

Nozdormu responded with silence, apparently acquiescing to this fact.

"Although it is difficult for you to accept, this is the truth." It was Aiden's voice that answered him. Such a long time was enough for Aiden to recover from the stopped time. Even if he wanted to, he could get rid of the stopped time when Nozdormu opened his mouth to say the first word, and continue the previous action—stabbing the sword into Malygos's head and completely killing him!

Now that all the misunderstandings have been clarified, Aiden has no reason to continue killing Malygos. He pulled out the Silver Hand, walked from the gray space to Malygos, looked at him, and asked, "I have said it once before—now, I once again implore you to stop the wrong behavior!"

"I was wrong? I was really wrong?" Malygos could not accept such a change. The "real culprit" who he identified as the mastermind behind the scenes, who had deceived the three Guardian Dragons, and even himself, the four Guardian Dragons, had become the one who truly saved them, the one who was trying to salvage their mistakes, and his insistence on righteous judgment suddenly became a destructive act under the bewitchment of the Old Gods. He indirectly became a lackey of the Old Gods, just like Deathwing!

How could the proud Spellweaver accept such a reversal!

"No, no, this must be an illusion... How could I be wrong? How could I be wrong!" Malygos was almost crazy. He racked his brains to find any evidence to refute Nozdormu, to prove that the Bronze Dragon King provided false evidence, to prove that his own actions were still correct.

But there was no evidence, he couldn't even convince himself. He realized a very cruel fact: as a Guardian Dragon, he was doing something to destroy the world!

"I, I... how could I make such a mistake!" Malygos's thinking stagnated. At this moment, he didn't want to face anyone. He even wished that Nozdormu hadn't appeared, or that he had been killed by the people who had invaded the Eye of Eternity before he arrived—at least then he would have thought that he was sacrificing himself for justice, for duty, that he was noble, that he had value. Unlike now—now he had no face to face anyone, and shame and despair occupied his heart.

Thinking of the consequences of the upcoming Great Purge, he didn't even have the courage to live on.

Seeing that Malygos was like a mental breakdown, with countless chaotic emotional fluctuations coming out, Aiden knew that he couldn't communicate properly with him.

"Malygos, wake up! Stop injecting energy into the Nexus, there's still time!" Aiden instantly transmitted his strong thoughts into Malygos's mind.

The "Spellweaver" was shaken by this strong thought. He was a little dazed and didn't know what had just happened, but he quickly remembered.

His heart was as if someone had grabbed it hard, and he was so painful that his whole body was exhausted. Thinking of the question raised by Aiden, he couldn't stop his fear and guilt:

"It's too late, too late... The Nexus has absorbed more than half of the Focusing Iris's energy, and I can't stop the process. It will definitely launch. As soon as time resumes, maybe in a minute, maybe two minutes, the arcane explosion from the Twisting Nether will spread to the preset target, and almost no one will be able to escape its judgment... It's too late, it's already too late..." His expression was full of despair.

This answer made Nozdormu's and Aiden's hearts sink.

Aiden was extremely unwilling, he roared: "If you can't do it, let me do it! Quickly, get the Nexus and the Focusing Iris back immediately!"

At this time, Aiden could only hope that his Titan authority could work—otherwise there would be no other way to stop the arrival of the "Great Purge".

"You?" Malygos regained some action, he looked up at Aiden. Although he was powerless, he didn't think that others could do what he couldn't do. After all, in Azeroth, as the Spellweaver, he was the supreme controller of the Nexus and the Focusing Iris.

But at this time, besides hoping for a miracle to happen, hoping that this person could create a miracle, what else could he do?

Nozdormu also knew that time was of the essence, he immediately completely released Malygos's restraints, and Malygos chanted a spell. The Nexus and the Focusing Iris, which had fallen into the dark depths, soon flew back and fell back into his claws.

Aiden snatched these two things and immediately threw his thoughts into them. These two magic-controlling artifacts immediately lit up with a strong light.

"Is there anything I can do?" Malygos couldn't help but reach out a glimmer of hope in his heart. This person was indeed creating a miracle—at least he had driven these two artifacts without knowing the spell! This was completely unbelievable in the eyes of the former Malygos!

"Pray!" Aiden threw out this last sentence.