Azeroth: Starting with Eagle Eye in the Necropolis.

"This, how is this possible? How could the Holy Light possibly possess such magic? What kind of monster are you?" Onyxia stammered.

Could it be that I've been in Stormwind for too long and have become out of touch with the times? These terrifying monsters are the kind of magic that humans could invent.

No, this isn't a spell at all. This guy didn't cast any incantations; it's pure application of holy light.

"I call this move Giant of Light. It's still an unfinished version. If it were the complete version, it should be able to crush your dad," Rhodes said with a grin.

The complete version of the Holy Light Giant should be fifty or sixty meters tall, and if the Holy Light power is sufficient, it is not impossible for it to become a hundred-meter giant. Then, should I add a signal light and an egg-shaped head?

Seeing Deathwing, I exclaimed, "Haha!" Then I struck a pose, making an "L" shape with my hands in front of my chest, and unleashed a Specium Ray on Deathwing, completely enacting a role-playing moment.

This seems like a promising idea. Ultraman beating up monsters—although this move was initially modeled after Susanoo, transforming into Ultraman isn't entirely out of the question.

You should thank me, Holy Light Origin. Look how skillfully I've played you. Who dares to say they play Holy Light better than me?

"Miss Black Dragon, do you like watching boxing?"

Onyxia's forehead was filled with question marks. She had no idea what Rhode meant, but for some reason, a bad feeling suddenly welled up in her heart. She was about to be in big trouble.

"How about I teach you boxing? You be the punching bag and I'll be the boxer." Rhodes laughed wildly, and the Holy Light Giant formed from his own body made the same movement.

"You—you dare!" Onyxia's dragon eyes contracted in fear. She struggled to get up, but the chains of holy light and the blue dragon's arcane bindings made her feel like a flying insect trapped in amber.

Rhodes grinned, a smile that seemed particularly blatant against the backdrop of the Holy Light Giant: "Lesson One, Straight Punch!"

Onyxia's right fist lashed forward. The twenty-meter-tall Holy Light giant in the air moved in perfect sync, its enormous right fist, composed of pure Holy Light energy, whistling through the air like a golden meteor hammer, slamming into Onyxia's jaw!

"Bang--!!!"

A dull, thunderous roar erupted. Onyxia's massive head was jerked back violently by the punch, her hard scales shattering instantly. Golden holy light energy, like a leech, seeped into her wounds, scorching her flesh and drawing out even more black smoke. She let out a whimper, a mixture of pain and dizziness, and her whole body swayed.

"It's not over yet! Lesson Two, Hook!" Rhode's left fist swung upwards, the Holy Light Giant's left fist carrying unparalleled power, slamming heavily into Onyxia's exposed soft scales on her abdomen.

"Ugh—" Onyxia felt as if her internal organs had been displaced by that punch. The excruciating pain almost suffocated her, and she uncontrollably spat out a mouthful of sulfurous saliva and streaks of black blood from her dragon mouth.

"It's not over yet! Left hook, right hook, uppercut, and lowercut!" Rod shouted excitedly, his fists flying out like a storm.

The Holy Light Giant seemed to transform into the most ferocious boxer, its enormous golden fists turning into a dazzling display of light and shadow, densely striking Onyxia's head, neck, chest, abdomen, and other vital areas.

boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!

The dull thuds of each punch landing on flesh echoed like the continuous drumbeats of war, shaking the hearts of every spectator. Onyxia initially managed to roar and struggle in pain, but soon her voice turned into intermittent groans. She tried to protect her body with her dragon wings, but the giant's fists easily pierced through the membranes of her wings, breaking the wing bones; she tried to retaliate with her claws, but they were easily deflected by the giant's casual punch, causing her claws to shatter instead.

This is pure violent aesthetics. Every strike from Rhodes is incredibly powerful, and the men in the audience are thrilled. What man wouldn't want to beat a black dragon like that!

The women at the scene closed their eyes; it was rather brutal!

Some of the Stormwind nobles who remained sober even clenched their fists excitedly and shouted incessantly.

"Yes, yes, that's it, slap her face, beat her up hard."

"Kill this black dragon that deceived us."

"Kill her! Kill her! Kill her!"

Dragon blood poured onto the city wall like rain, staining the bricks and stones dark red, before quickly evaporating and purifying under the influence of holy light.

Broken dragon scales flew everywhere. The once majestic and ferocious black dragon princess was now like a human (dragon) punching bag, being brutally beaten against the city wall by the golden giant.

"My... God..." Jaina covered her mouth. Even though she knew Rhodes was strong, the scene of pure power crushing her was still beyond her imagination.

Does Rhodes have such a serious tendency towards violence? But the fact that Holy Light spells can be used like this is truly ingenious, or rather, bizarre.

But the problem is, if you beat her like that, will she really be willing to be your mount? Won't you kill this black dragon princess?

Terriggosa's lips twitched slightly. As a blue dragon, she was happy to see black dragons suffer defeat, but... this fighting style was too brutal, too... humiliating to dragons.

She even felt a little sorry for Onyxia; she had been beaten so badly.

King Varian and Duke Bolvar stared in disbelief, their weapons drooping involuntarily. They had considered many ways to slay the dragon, but never imagined it would be like this... a boxing performance.

However, I must say, well done, it was really enjoyable to watch.

"Waaah, that's enough! That's enough! I... I give up! Please... stop! Don't hit me anymore." Onyxia finally broke down, tears mixed with blood streaming from her huge dragon eyes, as she uttered a humiliating plea for mercy.

Her proud dragon dignity was utterly shattered by this merciless, holy light fist. She had never suffered such brutal and direct physical torture and mental humiliation.

Her father hardly ever hit her!

Upon hearing this, Rhodes sneered and finally stopped what he was doing. The fist of the Holy Light Giant hung in mid-air and slowly dissipated into specks of golden light. Rhodes clapped his hands, as if he had just warmed up.

“You’re a bit too weak, your body is too fragile. You couldn’t take more than a few hits. Next time, let your dad come. I guarantee I’ll beat him to a pulp,” Rod said, stretching his neck.

Onyxia suddenly felt a strange sense of satisfaction, for reasons she didn't know why.

"Alright, are you now willing to submit to me?"

"I...I do!" Onyxia lowered her proud head.

Rhodes nodded in satisfaction, then turned to King Varian, who was still in shock, and said, "Your Majesty, as you can see, I have now convinced her physically."

Now, may I take her away?

I assure you, she will pay the price for her crimes, and... her value will be used for a higher purpose.

King Varian's lips twitched; this method of persuasion was quite unique.

Chapter 294 Stormwind's Recognition, Taming the Black Dragon Princess, This Child Is Destined for Me

Varian looked at the dying black dragon on the ground, then at Rhodes, who remained calm, and finally nodded heavily. Although he wanted to shake his head and say no, and then personally cut off the black dragon's head, he dared not do so.

The two sides are not on the same level. The power that Rhodes just displayed seemed to be beating up the Black Dragon Princess, but it was actually a warning to Stormwind.

Rhodes is different from Sir Lothar. Sir Lothar became the Grand Marshal of the League through his personal charisma and lineage, while Rhodes became the Grand Marshal through his absolute strength.

With the support of Lordaeron, the Silver Hand, and the Blood Elves, he secured this position. This was a clear message to Stormwind: whether they agreed or not, the die was cast.

Moreover, the other side used force first and then courtesy, first intimidating the entire Stormwind City with absolute military power, and even suppressing all the combat power of Stormwind City with the strength of one person.

Then he extended his favors to the entire Stormwind City, exposed the black dragon princess who was lurking in Stormwind City, and defeated her.

In a way, it also helped him avenge the murder of his wife.

From this day forward, Stormwind owes Rhodes a tremendous favor, and the power and methods displayed by this Regent of Lordaeron have given him a completely new understanding of the future landscape of the Alliance.

“She…is yours, Lord Rhodes.” Varian’s voice was a little hoarse, tinged with a hint of helplessness.

Upon hearing this, Rhodes smiled slightly. As the saying goes, a wise man knows when to yield, and Varian was indeed very pragmatic.

If he doesn't agree today, then Rhodes won't back down an inch. If you don't understand the principles of Holy Light, then I do know a little about the fists and feet of Holy Light.

“Haha, there might have been a slight misunderstanding just now, but as the Grand Marshal of the Alliance, I have to consider the power of the entire Alliance. I must bring Stormwind back into the embrace of the Alliance and not let it become a sacrifice for some black dragon,” Rhodes said with a smile.

"Thank you for eradicating this cancer from Stormwind, Grand Marshal Rhodes of the Alliance. From this day forward, Stormwind officially acknowledges your status," King Varian said, taking a deep breath.

Today's experience left him in a slightly bad mood. If he weren't outmatched, he would have really wanted to draw his sword and fight Rhodes head-on.

Rhodes smiled and nodded, then stepped forward to hug Varian warmly, though Varian's body was somewhat stiff and his smile was a little unnatural.

To be honest, given King Václav's temperament, he will never back down unless you demonstrate absolute power. A slap followed by a sweet treat works well no matter where you are.

"Alright, alright, it's all over. Everyone, put your weapons away. Lord Rhodes, please come with me to Stormwind Keep. I want to give you a proper welcome." Varian took a deep breath, waved his hand, and signaled the tense soldiers around him to put away their weapons. The battle was over.

Upon hearing the king's order, the surrounding soldiers breathed a sigh of relief and put away their weapons. The alarm in Stormwind City was lifted. Rhodes also waved his hand, putting away the five Archangels of Light and the four black dragons.

This move shocked Stormwind once again. Are you kidding me? That enormous black dragon and those angels—how did he just vanish with a wave of his hand? Did he hide somewhere nearby?

At this moment, King Varian and Duke Bolvar, who was in charge of important political affairs, both looked rather unwell. It seemed that they would have to make the people from MI7 reflect on their own actions when they returned.

Before Rhodes arrived in Stormwind, they had no information about him at all. The power Rhodes displayed was completely different from what was rumored.

Previous rumors suggested that Rhodes was not a powerful warrior, but a rather formidable mage, particularly skilled in support magic and large-scale, campaign-level magic.

But Stormwind's performance today was that of a true berserker warrior. His iron fists were simply unreasonable, making the black dragon princess question her existence.

"Lord Rhodes, what do you intend to do with this black dragon?" Varian asked, looking at Onyxia, who was bound by chains of holy light.

Rhodes smiled slightly, reached out, and the more solidified chains of holy light bound Onyxia, who had shrunk in size and was critically injured, tightly behind him, dragging her along like a dead dog.

The chains of holy light even transformed into a collar, which was placed directly around the black dragon's neck, effectively putting a dog leash on the dragon.

Onyxia was filled with humiliation. Damn it, how could this bastard humiliate her like this? But she didn't know why she was chained up, which gave her a strange feeling.

At this moment, Onyxia's appearance was not very good. Her face was bruised and swollen from Rhodes's hammering, and she was completely disfigured. This made the mother black dragon very uncomfortable. She tried to turn her head away, but Rhodes pulled the chain in his hand and pulled her head back.

"Look at you, come here and let me treat you." Rhodes sneered.

The Black Dragon Princess walked over reluctantly. Rhodes nodded, and a green light appeared on his hand as he cast a level 1 healing spell.

The emerald green light instantly enveloped the opponent's body. The facial injuries that had been inflicted by Rhodes, with his skin torn and his teeth knocked out, began to heal. His sharp fangs grew back, and his face returned to its black dragon form.

Varian frowned at the sight. Was this some kind of healing magic? But it wasn't emitted with holy light; it was somewhat similar to that of druids, and Rhodes also possessed life magic.

"Thank you, but can I turn back into human form?" the Black Dragon Princess asked. At that moment, she was a smaller version of the Black Dragon, chained by Rhodes.

"Why would you transform into human form? Isn't this exactly what you look like now? You're a black dragon, not a human. I think it's fine this way. I'll take you out for a walk sometime when I have time," Rhodes said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the Black Dragon Princess exhaled a puff of white breath and glared angrily at Rhodes. She thought, "Damn this human bastard, how dare he humiliate me like this!"

But before he could even get angry, Rod's hand had already landed on her face.

"Roar!" The black dragon was suddenly slapped hard across the face, its entire face burning with pain. Damn it, it was a black dragon!

How could a human hit me so hard? What kind of monster is this?

"Why did you hit me? Didn't you say you wanted to take me on as your subordinate?" But before he could finish his question, Onyxia was slapped.

"You have no manners! How dare you talk to me like that? You should call me master. From today onwards, you are my mount. Do you understand what a mount is?"

Wherever I go, you grow bigger so I can ride you. How can a mount be on equal footing with its master?

"Look at those horses in the stables, can they eat at the same table as their owners? Get your facts straight." Rod scoffed.

A smile crept across King Varian's lips. Well done! The former countess had suffered such humiliation; it was worse than death for her. Varian felt a surge of satisfaction.

Onyxia gritted her teeth in fury. This was a disgrace to the dragon race! To compare her to a horse in a stable!

But she dared not resist. Oh well, she would just have to endure it for now! However, he would not submit so easily. He had to find a way to inform his father and his brother Nefarian. He was not very strong, but his brother and father were ridiculously powerful.

"Lord Rhodes, please, at least show some respect for the dragon race. Although I am very unhappy with the black dragons, this is an insult to the dragon race." The blue dragon girl, Tyrion, couldn't stand it anymore.

Does Rhode have some kind of prejudice against dragons? His attitude towards me is alright, but his attitude towards Kalecgos and Onyxia can only be described as terrible.

“Almost there, Rhodes. Didn’t you say you wanted to rebuild the Black Dragonflight? I think she can help you,” Jaina said as she walked over.

Rhodes snorted coldly. Women are really short-sighted. You have to beat this kind of person until she submits, and then verbally humiliate her and completely trample on her dragon clan's dignity. Otherwise, how could the black dragon princess possibly submit to you?