When Kayle arrived at the battlefield, the outcome between Deathwing and the three Dragon Aspects had already been decided.
The three Dragon Aspects were knocked to the ground, while Deathwing was triumphantly showing off.
If not for the defensive shield provided by the Naaru, these Dragon Aspects would have been either dead or seriously injured under his previous offensive.
However, he hadn't come away empty-handed—the perfect Dragon Soul had already fallen into his grasp.
He was preparing to press his advantage and kill these three old rivals when a cold shout suddenly rang in his ears: "Back off, Deathwing!"
He turned his head to see the angel Kayle flying over, holding the Eye of Sargeras.
The green gem was radiating a dangerous light in her hand.
Deathwing retreated a little warily, knowing that this was Sargeras's artifact, and its destructive power was astonishing, forcing him to treat it with caution.
Especially since, during the confrontation in the Land of Justice, Aiden had used the Scepter of Sargeras, which was paired with this gem, to remove the elementium armor from his body.
Deathwing activated the Titan Energy Orb, surrounding his body with a layer of golden light, and only then did he feel relieved: "This gem is useless against me now!"
He stared at Kayle with ill intentions, his greed for the Eye of Sargeras undisguised—even if he couldn't possess it, he would destroy it!
Kayle gazed at Deathwing, how could she not know that the gem's power was ineffective against Deathwing?
But the arrow was on the string, and she had to release it; she couldn't just watch Deathwing kill the others.
Just as Deathwing was about to launch an attack, a violent energy fluctuation suddenly came from behind him—before Deathwing could react, a Disintegration Ray struck his body.
Even with the protection provided by the Titan Energy Orb, a large hole was blasted in his back by the Disintegration Ray.
Scorching magma spewed from the wound, but then several twisted tentacles crawled out around the wound, sealing it shut again—the power of the Old God parasitic within his body healed his injury.
The Titan Energy Orb in his hand was very effective at defending against attacks from similar Titan artifacts, but after all, it wasn't a dedicated defensive artifact, and it didn't have any special defensive power against other types of powerful attacks.
Suddenly ambushed, Deathwing angrily turned his head, only to meet an even more furious pair of eyes—the Blue Dragon Aspect was flying towards him, clutching the Focusing Iris in his claws.
"This is just a warning, Deathwing! Back off immediately, or I will use more energy—enough to kill you more than a dozen times!" Malygos stared coldly at the Black Dragon.
Deathwing's pupils narrowed into thin slits, flashing with dangerous light, he raised the Titan Energy Orb and the Dragon Soul, and roared: "I have two artifacts! Do you want to taste the power of the Dragon Soul, or try this Titan Energy Orb?" He stared at the Blue Dragon Aspect: "Malygos, you can activate the energy of the Focusing Iris, if you want to destroy the world! Perhaps I will be grateful to you—because that's exactly what I want to accomplish!"
"Then it's worth it!" Malygos's eyes were bloodshot, he frantically poured energy into the Focusing Iris, and the blue magic artifact suddenly shone brightly, "Don't you want to destroy the world! It will be so after you leave, so why don't we perish together, and I can complete my revenge!"
A terrifying magical fluctuation emanated from the Focusing Iris, and Deathwing, seeing Malygos looking like he had lost his mind, hurriedly roared: "You can't, at least not now!"
He spread his wings and flew into the sky, fleeing in panic—he wasn't afraid of death, but he was afraid of not completing his mission.
Deathwing might have been able to destroy the world before the power of the Focusing Iris killed him, in which case he would have died without regret, but there was also the possibility that he would be killed without destroying the world.
He couldn't allow any mistakes to happen in the matter of "destroying the world", so he decided to retreat temporarily, and launch the Cataclysm that would destroy the world after being fully prepared!
Deathwing flew away from the Ancient Courtyard and quickly disappeared.
The three injured Dragon Aspects breathed a sigh of relief, they turned to look at Malygos, seeing that he was still injecting energy into the Focusing Iris, as if he really wanted to destroy the world—they knew that the Focusing Iris was filled with enough massive energy to destroy the world several times over!
"Malygos, you—" Alexstrasza couldn't help but shout.
The other two Dragon Aspects also looked at the Blue Dragon Aspect with great concern, at a loss for words for a moment.
"Don't worry," Malygos's tense expression suddenly relaxed, he revealed a smile, withdrew the spell, and the light of the Focusing Iris dimmed, he raised the blue orb and shook it, "This is my one, the other one that's been charged with energy has already been put away by me."
"Whew—you scared me to death!"
The Dragon Aspects breathed a sigh of relief, they were really afraid that Malygos couldn't control himself and would really detonate the energy of the Focusing Iris and perish together with Deathwing.
"Let's get back to business, let us find the Scepter of Sargeras."
Now that four of the five top artifacts had been unearthed, Deathwing had seized two very crucial ones.
This scepter could not fall into the hands of the enemy no matter what.
Soon after, Khadgar found the buried Scepter of Sargeras in the ruins.
The battle for the five top artifacts came to an end, and the aftermath of the battle with the Chromatic Dragon continued.
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Previously, when this battle reached its climax, when Ouroxion was preparing to self-destruct, most of the heroes and dragons participating in the battle left the battlefield in an orderly manner through the teleportation array.
The course of the battle was conveyed to the people who had been eagerly awaiting it.
Those who had not participated in the battle learned that the final result depended on whether the remaining Dragon Aspects, Naaru, and Aiden could prevent Ouroxion's self-destruction.
If they could, the world would be spared; if not, everyone would perish in the explosion.
Those who received this news spent every second in anxiety and fear, because every breath they took now could be the last breath of their lives.
At the same time, they were also guessing the ending—could the remaining people do it?
… …
Dalaran—
"Believe in him, the Naaru have chosen him, and fate has also chosen him." Prophet Velen said to Uther with a smile.
Neither of them participated in the battle, because they had another mission—to wipe out the remnants of the demons in Karazhan.
However, they were both in Dalaran at this time, so they received the news as soon as the mages of the Kirin Tor returned.
"The Holy Light also favors him, I hope it will be the same this time." Uther said in a deep voice.
He had been dealing with Aiden for quite a while, and even had the qualifications to call himself the first person to deal with Aiden.
To be honest, he and Aiden didn't have much in common, whether it was occupation, status, political stance, age gap, or something else.
However, this did not prevent him from giving Aiden a very high evaluation—he was someone who had the ability to change the world and was changing the world.
Archmage Antonidas said: "I am already an old bone, if I die, I will die without regret, but I don't want this world to lose its future—so I would rather believe that Aiden can do it, he has always been like this, hasn't he?"
New City—
This large city in the Land of Justice is the main settlement of the Orcs.
Although many Orcs returned to their original homeland after building the teleportation arrays to New Draenor and Los Angeles, more people stayed behind.
More than twenty years ago, the Orcs were outsiders to Azeroth, but now they are also part of the civilization of this planet.
The fate of the Orcs has long been closely related to the fate of Azeroth.
"Karthus—that Lich—he sacrificed himself?" Grom looked at Warchief Thrall in surprise, who also personally participated in the battle.
The Chieftain of the Warsong Clan was shocked when he heard that Karthus had exchanged his self-sacrifice for the opportunity to severely injure the Chromatic Dragon.
"Yes, he did." Thrall nodded.
Grom immediately became solemn and respectful: "He is truly a warrior!"
He had fought side by side with this Lich, even more than once.
The most impressive thing was of course when they fought against Archimonde together in Outland.
The latter was even one of the five heroes who completely killed Archimonde at that time.
Grom didn't expect that this Lich would make such a choice, which of course deserved the name of warrior!
"He's a real man!" Grom added.
"An admirable feat. Without him, we would not have been able to defeat the Chromatic Dragon."
"Warchief, are we still gathering now?" Varok Saurfang asked in a low voice.
Thrall was stunned and didn't know how to answer.
After all, he had just told his compatriots here about the battle on the Ancient Beach.
The world was not safe because they had defeated the Chromatic Dragon, the dragon's final self-destruction could come at any time, no one knew if it was a minute, a quarter of an hour, or a few hours, but as long as Aiden and the others could not prevent this moment from coming, then they would have no future.
Under the current circumstances, they could be wiped out in an extremely violent explosion at any time, so what was the point of gathering and attacking the demons?
"Gather, of course we have to gather!" Grom suddenly stood up, grabbed his legendary battle axe Gorehowl, his eyes flashing with a frightening red light, "Malygos is hiding in that evil magic tower, we drank its blood back then…"
The expression on his face became a little grim, "As long as we have a breath left, we cannot let this demon continue to live!"
He strode outside, and his resolute voice came back: "This is the debt I owe, I must repay it myself—with Mannoroth's blood, with its head!"
The Chieftain of the Warsong Clan's move was a bit presumptuous, but Thrall didn't mind, he was silent for a moment, then no longer hesitated, and waved his hand: "If we are going to die under the Doomsday Cataclysm, I would choose to die on the road to rushing towards the enemy, rather than cowering in a tent.
Grom is right, now we are still alive, still breathing, so we must continue to fight! Demons are the Orcs' mortal enemies, before we die, we will bring death to the demons of the Burning Legion!"