Part-time BOSS.

Chapter 579 Everything is...over

The rock-like body swelled instantly, and powerful power surged out of the body. Mo Fei felt that the power in his body exploded like nuclear fusion, irresistibly transforming his rock-like body and the liquid gold-like blood.

The size of the Ancient Dragon King further expanded. Because the volume expanded too fast, the dragon scales that originally covered the whole body could hardly remain intact. Cracks appeared on the Ancient Dragon King's body, and red lightning flashed from between the cracks. It spurted out crazily, as red as blood.

Due to the experience last time, this time, the crack no longer looked so ferocious. The dragon thunder that surged out surrounded the Ancient Dragon King and attached to the Ancient Dragon King's body in the form of red ions.

That terrifying momentum easily overwhelmed the ancient dragon at its peak.

Morpheus was completely frozen there, his mind went blank, and there was only despair in his heart.

But instinct still drove him to launch a final charge. This time, the Ancient Dragon King did not confront him head-on, but instead sprayed out red thunder.

boom!

The red dragon thunder illuminated the entire sky, mapping the sky above the Sky City in red.

The dragon thunder baptized the body of the Black Dragon King, annihilating its dragon scales and burning out its flesh and blood.

The Black Dragon King was struggling, but he still moved forward tenaciously.

The violent impact produced a huge shock wave, razing everything around to the ground and shaking the entire city in the sky. The ancient rock dragon lizards ran around in a hurry, the dragon thunder elements made an excited sound, and the high walls and temples , buildings, everything is slowly collapsing.

It's like the end of the world.

When the vibration disappeared, when the red light disappeared, and when the smoke dispersed, the Black Dragon King finally fell to the ground, his huge body taking on a grayish tone.

The huge black basalt-like body is constantly turning into dust, falling from the body to the ground.

His body quickly shrunk and eventually returned to human form.

Lying on the ground motionless.

Time is up.

A great dragon is dying.

The eight ancient giant dragons stared at this scene with unprecedented fear and sadness in their hearts.

Although the Dragon Clan has died countless times in the past years, there has never been one who truly died of a normal life or died naturally. Their long lifespan makes them seem as eternal as the world. However, that is just an illusion after all.

Dragons will also die, and now when this scene really appears, they suddenly realize this.

So is this the death of the Dragon Clan? Turn into dust? Disappearing between heaven and earth... Such a humble way to die.

Morpheus's eyes were in a trance. He could hardly feel his own body, as if he were a soul wandering in the world, between existence and non-existence.

He vaguely recalled this feeling. When he woke up from ignorance, when Murphy played the role of a black dragon, he gained his own rationality in that dramatic moment, found his own cognition, and understood own existence.

That's what it feels like.

It turns out that birth and death are so similar, except that in birth, the world gradually becomes clearer, while in death, the world gradually becomes blurred.

Morpheus's vision blurred for a while, and when it became clear again, a figure appeared in front of him, overlooking him.

Murphy looked at the extremely familiar face in front of him, the eyes looking directly into his.

Morpheus opened his mouth, "Father, is everything finally...over?"

Mo Fei couldn't help but be startled, father...

Morpheus said calmly, "You created me...although I don't want to admit it...but..."

Yes, it was myself who created this weird life in front of me.

Murphy sighed, squatted down, and held Morpheus's head on his knees. Morpheus's lower body had turned into dust, and only his head and upper body remained relatively intact.

"It's all over." Murphy said warmly.

"Am I a... respectable... opponent?" Morpheus asked expectantly, his voice broken.

"Yes, you did a good job. You are the most powerful opponent I have ever faced, a respectable opponent."

"Haha... finally... I got your recognition..."

A trace of relief appeared in Morpheus's eyes, and his eyes gradually drifted away.

Murphy suddenly thought of a question. Maybe this was the last chance.

"What are you doing all this for?"

"Of course it's for...freedom."

"But you are already free? The moment you leave Dalaran."

"No...as long as these shackles remain...as long as this world is still in the hands of the Invisible Mother...there will never be freedom."

Perhaps reflecting on the past, Morpheus's voice suddenly became coherent, "When I got rid of you, I thought I was free, but no, I just changed to a bigger prison, and nothing changed.

And others, they face a more tragic fate...

But they knew nothing about the coming disaster.

You understand what I'm talking about, right? Father...

But I can change all this. There must be a reason why I was created. It was fate that chose me, at least that's what I thought...

Maybe, that's just my misunderstanding. "

His waist and abdomen also turned into ashes, one hand turned into the color of clay, but the other hand tightly grasped Murphy's right hand, looking unwillingly at the Dragon God's throne not far away. Murphy followed his gaze and said, "Even if you step on those steps, the Dragon God's Throne will not accept you. Without the immortal body of the ancient dragon, you cannot carry the power of the Dragon God, and you are destined to fail. "

The corner of Morpheus's mouth twitched in self-mockery, "I know..."

He slowly closed his eyes.

However, as if he remembered something, he opened it again.

He looked at Murphy with a trace of hope.

"Promise my father... to give this world freedom... This is my only request as a son."

Murphy didn't respond. He never made promises easily, until Murphy's eyes gradually became disappointed and sad, and he sighed. "I promise you."

At the last moment, he seemed to see a look of relief flashing in Morpheus's eyes.

However, maybe that was just an illusion. Morpheus did not respond to him again. His remaining body turned into dust, and a gust of wind blew and dissipated with the wind.

Only the hand holding Murphy's hand still maintained a relatively complete shape. When Murphy opened his hand, a rock fragment appeared in his hand among the ashes.

Dragon Soul!

For some unknown reason, Morpheus did not use this artifact until the last one.

It should have been an exciting thing to obtain an artifact so easily. However, looking at the dragon soul in his hand, Mo Fei's heart was still and he felt neither sadness nor joy.

Morpheus is like his past, a forgotten game character, a past lost in time.

Its existence has never been noticed or taken seriously, but when this virtual character was deleted, Murphy still couldn't help but feel a little sad.

[System prompt: Black Dragon King Morpheus transfers the power of earth guardianship to you. Do you want to accept it? 】

The power of the earth's guardian... Murphy hesitated for a moment and accepted!

The authority of the earth - forged!

At this moment, eight ancient dragons slowly landed around Murphy, lowering their heads to him in a surrendering manner.

Lesajes said in a deep voice, "Lord Aidandron, the prophesied time has come. Please return the Dragon God to his throne."

"I still need an authority." Mo Fei said lightly.

The four guardian dragons looked at each other, but Kalecgos's mentality was stable. Lord Aidandron already had the arcane authority, so he should be fine.

Both Alexstrasza and Ysera were a little nervous. It would be too frustrating if they fell at the last moment when the Dragon God returned.

But he couldn't leave even if he wanted to. Morpheus was gone, and now only Aidandron had the qualifications to ascend to the Dragon God.

If you run away, you will become a dragon rebel.

Nozdormu, on the other hand, seemed to have anticipated everything and was not nervous at all.

Murphy scanned the four guardian dragons one by one, but still didn't make a move.

As a Dragon God, you must have the magnanimity of a Dragon God. Maybe they have been enemies with you before, but when you become a god, these guardian dragons will become your subordinates. There is no need to compromise for the power of authority. general.

Besides, he still has a magical weapon in his hand that he can use.

Murphy gently stroked the ring of dominion on his ring finger, and the begging for mercy of Sargeras' remnant soul rang in his ears.

"Don't kill me, you promised me."

"I lied," Murphy said.

Bang, the Ring of Control shattered instantly.

Evil power - forged!

Murphy walked slowly towards the throne of the Dragon God. The ancient stone steps that originally rejected Morpheus had no hindrance to him, one step, two steps, three steps.

The throne was getting closer and closer, and Murphy felt an indescribable ancient atmosphere, as if he was returning to his old residence, kind and familiar. He felt as if he was walking towards the beginning of the universe, and as if he was heading towards the end. and perdition.

But Mo Fei has no sadness or joy in his heart, and his mind is as tough as an ancient rock.

He slowly came to the throne. The moment he touched the throne, his figure turned into a white light and disappeared into the throne.

"It's time for you to get lost, Ner'zhul." Deathwing's calm voice suddenly had a trace of impatience.

"Deathwing, you dare to speak to me like this, don't forget that you are a slave of the void..."

Deathwing suddenly turned around, and there was light flowing in his dark eyes.

"It will no longer be the case soon. The Dragon God has returned. The sins on my body will soon be redeemed. The power of the void will no longer be able to control me. While I still barely belong to the void camp, I suggest you hurry up. Get lost, otherwise, stay.”

Ner'zhul was stunned for a moment. He could see that Deathwing was definitely not joking. Deathwing had always made him feel lifeless, but at this moment, this guy seemed to be alive.

"Damn, let's go!"

Gate of the Void!

He waved his hand violently, and a black hole-like crack in the void appeared out of thin air. The faceless men and the void orcs rushed towards the crack in panic.

Ner'zhul gave Deathwing one last look angrily, and followed him inside.

The black hole disappears.

Deathwing also stayed calm again.

"It's time to go to the Dragon God."

(End of this chapter)