Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 344 Revealing the True Form

"Ah! Ahhh!"

The sudden appearance of the giant lightsaber immediately caused a commotion.

Several sharp-eyed noblewomen, upon seeing this, all let out piercing screams in terror. The entire ballroom was shaken, and everyone's gaze involuntarily turned to the high platform, staring in disbelief at the enormous lightsaber slashing fiercely down towards the beautiful Countess Katlana.

Even the regent, Duke Bolvar, who had just seemed somewhat sickly, couldn't help but widen his eyes as he watched his fiancée being struck by the enormous lightsaber at incredible speed.

He didn't even let out a scream.

Then, like a fly struck by a giant iron bar, it wasn't cut in two, but was sent flying with a bang, crashing heavily into the wall behind it.

Duke Bolvar was somewhat bewildered. He had been rather uninterested in attending this kind of aristocratic ball, which he didn't particularly enjoy, when the Countess invited him.

Unexpectedly, such a shocking assassination occurred just as the banquet had begun.

In the more than ten years since Stormwind was rebuilt, there has basically never been such a violent incident of openly assassinating a top nobleman, so how could the Regent not be shocked?

However, before the duke could even roar in anger and get up to check on his fiancée's condition...

Not far from him, on the wall where Countess Katlana had been thrown, a strong wind suddenly rose, accompanied by a deafening, mournful dragon roar. The beautiful countess, who had been limp on the ground, began to twist and contort, and the surrounding space blurred before rapidly expanding.

"Awoo!"

In a very short time, accompanied by strange sounds, black scales, huge wings, ferocious dragon horns, and a pair of extremely angry amber vertical pupils, two huge front claws overturned everything in front of them, and a black dragon with a body length of forty or fifty meters actually appeared in front of everyone.

Moreover, because the dragon was so enormous, the walls and ceilings that were originally next to it could not withstand its size and were constantly being squeezed, cracking, collapsing, and falling.

In an instant, the entire huge banquet hall began to shake, and everyone in the hall, whether they were guards or elegantly dressed noble ladies, screamed in terror like frightened mice.

However, unlike the others who were in a state of confusion or fear, after Wayne finished his sword strike, he didn't give his opponent any time to react. He immediately pushed off with both feet, ignoring the constantly collapsing rocks above his head and the huge black dragon staring intently at him, and resolutely charged towards his opponent's body.

Although the first sword strike did not kill Princess Onyxia, the black dragon, it was so unexpected that she never expected anyone to try to assassinate her at this time, and that such a powerful attack would be used right off the bat.

Although the Black Dragon Princess was not fatally injured due to her powerful dragon body, anyone who looked closely could clearly see a three-meter-long, deep wound on the huge, ferocious black dragon's head, from which blood was constantly flowing.

The head wound surprised and enraged Onknishia, the black dragon who hadn't been injured for over a hundred years. Even now, the black dragon princess hadn't recovered from the assassination attempt and had only instinctively revealed her true form due to the head injury.

However, the battle gave her no time to think. Just as Ongnysia realized that the culprit who had tried to assassinate her was the inconspicuous human male who had been following Paltris, Wayne's second sword was already at her feet.

Infused with chaotic magic, the sword light between Oath of Victory expanded several meters further. The golden blade, carrying scorching energy, formed a golden light curtain as he swung it with his powerful arm strength, slashing straight towards the black dragon's enormous eye.

This was a matter of life and death. Although Ongnessia didn't have time to think, her body instincts still controlled her thick forepaws to block in front of her eyes, trying to use her hard dragon body to block the enemy's blade.

However, the holy sword in Wayne's hand had already drunk the blood of thousands of enemies. Although its sharpness did not reach the level of the top artifacts in Azeroth, the scales of the black dragons were no match for its power.

With a sharp, sizzling sound, it was like a cleaver slicing through cow bone.

Princess Ongnesia's massive right claw was cleaved in two by the sword's blade, severing from her forelimb. Accompanied by a spray of dragon blood, the enormous claw slammed heavily to the ground.

Because of the dragon claws blocking the way, Wayne's sword strike was much less powerful. It only managed to cut a huge wound on the ferocious dragon's head, but failed to inflict a more fatal injury on the black dragon princess.

However, the pain of losing an arm was excruciating. In thousands of years, Onyxia had never suffered such a serious injury. The sharpness of Excalibur and Wayne's lightning speed immediately made the black dragon princess feel the threat of death.

At this moment, Ongnessia could no longer care about anything else. Under the shadow of the fear of death, she didn't even roar because of the pain of her severed arm. Instead, she immediately mustered all her strength, flapped her wings, and waved her limbs, letting a large amount of dragon blood gush out, just to get away from the enemy in front of her as quickly as possible.

Click! Click! Click!

The banquet hall, built of stone, could not withstand the Black Dragon Princess's immense power. The walls and ceiling next to her were immediately smashed and shattered, and Ongnesia's enormous body finally broke free from the building.

As the buildings collapsed, a mournful dragon roar, and a cacophony of wails, curses, pleas for help, and cries filled the banquet hall, the black dragon, which had been hidden in Stormwind for many years, finally revealed its full form under the moonlight.

Before she could make any further moves, Wayne, who had once again smashed through the falling boulders, emerged from the ruins of the banquet hall wielding a lightsaber over ten meters long. With lightning speed, he slashed at the enormous black dragon that had retreated into the back garden.

Seeing the sword light slashing directly at her head, Ongnessia let out a terrified dragon roar, and then raised her left arm once again, trying to use her only remaining dragon claw to block the sword light that was about to strike.

Oh!

Wayne's blade showed no mercy. After the sword flashed, another huge dragon claw was cut off, and more dragon blood sprayed everywhere like a fountain.

The black dragon princess, whose arms had been severed one after another, let out a terrified roar. Her roar was heard not only throughout the entire countess's mansion, but also in the surrounding streets and even a large part of Stormwind.

Suddenly, three more dragon roars echoed throughout the Earl's mansion.

As the sounds of different buildings collapsing filled the air, three other enormous black dragons, different in size but similar in appearance, flew out from other parts of the Earl's mansion and charged toward the back garden where Wayne and Ongness were fighting.

Seemingly sensing the Black Dragon Princess's cries for help and commands, some of the guards who were originally stationed around the Earl's mansion no longer maintained their human forms. Their bodies twisted and deformed, and they broke free of their original disguise magic, turning into dragon-men who were three or four meters tall, covered in dragon scales, and had huge tails.

The black dragons, who had been hiding in Stormwind, finally stopped concealing their identities and rushed headlong toward the princess's location.

For these black dragons, the life or death of Stormwind and humans is not important; only their black dragon princess Onknysia is the most important.

After all, as the only two offspring of Deathwing, the Black Dragon King, the Black Dragon Princess and the Black Dragon Prince are second only to Deathwing in status among the Black Dragonflight.

If the Black Dragon Princess were to die here, then the other black dragons or dragonkin would surely incur the wrath of Deathwing, the Black Dragon King. At that point, even a clean and tidy death would be a pipe dream.

However, these black dragons and dragon people were all some distance away from their princess, and even though they had tried their best, it was impossible for them to reach her side in an instant.

The mournful roars emanating from Princess Ongnesia foreshadowed the strength of the enemy and the princess's despair.

With the infusion of immense magical power, the sword in Wayne's hand grew longer and longer. Compared to the black dragon princess's nearly 100-meter length, his figure was like a ghost. No matter how Ongnysia dodged, she could not escape the witcher's attack.

The golden sword light continued to slash, leaving bloody wounds on the black dragon's body.

After her arms were severed, most of her wings, which were trying to fly into the sky, were also cut off. Her bulky body made Onyxia a walking target. If Wayne hadn't wanted to take the black dragon princess's life directly, the black dragon would probably have been turned into pieces of bloody flesh by his holy sword long ago.

(End of this chapter)