Even with such power, Chromatus needed to pay the price for his arrogance and foolishness.
Those who underestimated this monkey had generally paid a terrible price, and Chromatus's head became the best touchstone for the new staff in Sun Wukong's hand.
Although this staff was just the hammer handle of a Titan-made artifact hammer and not complete, any weapon associated with "Titan-made" represented unparalleled power. Its actual weight was far more terrifying than its appearance suggested, not too far off from the real Ruyi Jingu Bang.
Sun Wukong, finding it easy to use, simply called it "Jingu Bang."
Chromatus raised his purple head, completely disdainful of the monkey's attack.
Sun Wukong's sudden attack was as swift as wind and thunder, impossible for ordinary people to dodge. But Chromatus was no ordinary being. Possessing the power of the Bronze Dragonflight, he could also manipulate time.
By slowing down the flow of time, he completely captured every movement of Sun Wukong's attack. If he wanted, he had plenty of ways to evade.
However, out of a desire to establish his authority, he did not evade, but allowed the attack to land. However, passively taking a beating was not to his liking; his green, red, and black heads were brewing a counterattack. Regardless of whether the monkey could hit him, he was confident that he could tear this little thing that dared to provoke him to pieces in one fell swoop.
Because of Chromatus's tactics, Sun Wukong successfully struck him.
"Bang!"
An unparalleled force surged through the staff, and Chromatus seemed to hear the sound of his flesh flying and skull shattering.
The purple head was his original head, which fully controlled this deformed body. When it was injured, Chromatus only felt a wave of overwhelming pain engulf him. The attack he had prepared, capable of tearing the monkey to pieces, also stalled for a moment.
When he slightly recovered from the pain and, under the control of hatred, launched a fierce attack again, he used the power of time to ensure a certain kill.
This monkey must die!
Time was frozen, and Chromatus, seeing the monkey in mid-air still maintaining the action of just retracting the Jingu Bang, let out a malicious laugh.
"Die, you damn monkey!"
The power released by the green, red, and black dragon heads instantly engulfed Sun Wukong.
Chromatus restored time, retaliating: "This is the consequence of provoking me!"
His actions almost shocked everyone.
Until half a second later, a playful and teasing voice rang out in the air: "Monster, are you talking about the consequence of your head being broken and bleeding? I like that!"
Sun Wukong dispelled his invisibility spell, returned to his own camp, and looked at the monster triumphantly, carrying the Jingu Bang on his shoulder.
"You!"
Chromatus was enraged, "You will all die!"
The pain in his head made him even more insane, and the real battle began immediately.
At the beginning, the Dragon Aspects could barely suppress Chromatus, because the opponent's main head was injured, and the command of other heads and tactical coordination had dropped a lot. This chromatic dragon was also temporarily unable to use the power of the Twilight Dragon.
But before long, the situation became increasingly worse. Chromatus's injuries were rapidly recovering. He had just suddenly used the ability to phase into the void to disappear from everyone's sight, and then flashed to Thrall's side. By the time he reappeared, a mouthful of black-purple dragon breath had almost touched the orc warchief's body.
Although this chromatic dragon was crazy and brainless, he was not an idiot. He was very clear that the key to the four Dragon Aspects being able to work together as one was this green-skinned orc.
This sneak attack almost succeeded—in a sense, Chromatus had already succeeded.
If the chromatic dragon could think that Thrall was the key figure, the heroes themselves certainly couldn't be unaware. Therefore, from the beginning, Thrall had been blessed with many powerful protective spells.
When Chromatus launched a sneak attack, a light flashed on Thrall's body, and several shields were instantly triggered, successfully blocking the dragon breath full of extinguishing power.
But in this situation, how many more sneak attacks from the chromatic dragon could they block?
What if Chromatus's sneak attack target was a hero with poorer defense and escape abilities?
Nozdormu had been trying to use his ability to control time to limit Chromatus, but the opponent also possessed such power. When both sides used it at the same time, it was eventually neutralized, and the flow of time remained relatively stable.
For Chromatus, this only meant losing one-sixth of his special abilities.
Seeing the situation becoming increasingly serious, Ysera transmitted to the other three Dragon Aspects and Thrall, who was connected to them, through telepathy: "We can't be restrained by it like this! We can't use our own power to fight against the same power!"
Alexstrasza said: "Let me deal with the black head."
"I'll fight the blue one!" Nozdormu added.
"I'll deal with the red one," Malygos said.
"Then let me deal with the bronze one," Ysera took the remaining one.
This was a very ideal cycle. The Red Dragonflight had some restraint over the Black Dragonflight, and the Bronze Dragonflight was also easier to deal with than the Blue Dragonflight. More importantly, Ysera had told them before the battle that they must not fight against the dragon head with the same power as their own.
She had seen a very terrifying scene in the dream: the four Dragon Aspects all died in the Dragonblight, and they were all killed by the same divine power as their own. Even Deathwing eventually died from the chromatic dragon's attack, and his body was stuck on the top of the Dragonblight.
This was the doomsday for all dragons, and only Twilight Dragons and deformed chromatic dragons were left in the sky.
This was also the moment the Old Gods had been waiting for. Nozdormu called it the "End Time," and the Twilight's Hammer called it the "Twilight Hour."
When this moment came, Azeroth would only have the Old Gods, the Faceless Ones, and the followers loyal to the evil gods left.
If they were killed here, then the scene in the dream was very likely to become a reality!
The plan was executed, but their situation did not improve much. Even with the help of Dragon Aspect Alexstraza, Sun Wukong, Aegwynn, Meryl Winterstorm, Bard, Ryze, and others, they suffered greatly in the face of the chromatic dragon's ability to phase into the void at any time.
This was an extremely difficult battle, from noon to dusk. Even Aegwynn, such an incredibly powerful Guardian, felt intense fatigue. Her almost ruthless and endless mana had been largely consumed. This afternoon, she had released so many powerful spells that even she herself couldn't count them. If these spells had been unleashed on the former Lordaeron Royal City, it would probably have been completely destroyed.
And Aegwynn had only contributed a small portion of the firepower. The other heroes were not much worse than her, such as the wandering mage Ryze. This bald mage, covered in tattoos, cast spells incredibly quickly, and his mana seemed endless.
Even so, Chromatus didn't sustain many injuries. It avoided almost all attacks that could have caused moderate or severe damage, and the injuries it chose to endure were insignificant to it.
With its red head, it could quickly heal such wounds, and before long, those minor injuries would be as good as new.
This chromatic dragon's power seemed endless, and it still appeared to be full of energy.
Fortunately, this dragon was relatively mindless, and Ysera was constantly using her power to predict its attacks. Therefore, even though Chromatus unleashed more spells and launched more rapid attacks than them, it didn't achieve any noteworthy results—until Ysera began to struggle with the strain.
While dealing with Chromatus's bronze head, she had to use her dream power to predict the twilight dragon head's attacks when it used its void transformation ability. This meant she was handling the workload of two people, requiring her to be extra focused and cautious, resulting in far greater expenditure of energy than the other Dragon Aspects.
Quantitative change led to qualitative change. When the twilight dragon head merged into the void again, attempting a sneak attack, Ysera tried to concentrate on predicting it, but fatigue slightly diminished her focus.
This slight delay gave Chromatus an opportunity. This time, its sneak attack target was Ysera!
Ysera reacted, but she couldn't completely evade the attack.
The attack was launched by the chromatic dragon's green head, which was supposed to be dealt with by Thrall, temporarily fulfilling the role of the Black Dragon Aspect. But even if he launched a desperate attack at this moment, what could he do? He couldn't stop the opponent's actions.
The venom sprayed by the green head splattered on Ysera's left side, causing her to cry out and almost fall straight from the sky.
"Ysera!" Alexstrasza's heart nearly stopped. She screamed her sister's name, wanting to rescue her immediately.
Chromatus laughed triumphantly, "My dream power is still stronger!"
Just as Ysera had seen in her dream, she had been severely injured by the same power she possessed.
Would the other Dragon Aspects suffer the same fate?
The answer was almost certainly yes.
When Ysera was injured, the other Dragon Aspects, especially Alexstrasza, were thrown into disarray.
Maintaining the unified state of the five dragons required inner peace and tranquility. When Ysera lost contact, it became difficult for Thrall to maintain that state, and when the other Dragon Aspects lost their composure, this mental "fusion" immediately disappeared.
Now they were back to fighting individually, while Chromatus's six heads remained consistent.
The battle that had lasted for half a day seemed to be reaching its climax at this moment.
The sun had already set, and Dragonblight was growing darker.
At the top of Wyrmrest Temple, Chromatus's six heads attacked simultaneously:
The red and green heads targeted Alexstrasza, the blue and black heads targeted Malygos, and the bronze and purple heads targeted Nozdormu.
As for the other mortals, Chromatus completely disregarded them. Once these remaining Dragon Aspects were eliminated, wouldn't the others be at its mercy?
"The last ray of light has also disappeared, and you pathetic Dragon Aspects will perish with it!" Chromatus launched a fierce attack, each head emitting a maniacal laugh.
Its victory was at hand.
Just as Ysera's dream had shown, the four Dragon Aspects would be killed in Wyrmrest Temple by their own powers. This moment was arriving.
However, at this critical juncture, the teleportation array in Wyrmrest Temple lit up, and Aiden, who had just repelled Deathwing in Grim Batol, appeared here. Following him were several other heroes who had participated in that battle, including Kayle, Morgana, Nightmare, Karthus, and more...
"Time—Stop!" Aiden didn't even have time to survey the surroundings before immediately activating the power of the Staff of Time to stop time.
The constant struggle between Nozdormu and Chromatus maintained a dynamic equilibrium in the flow of time, but when a third force joined, this equilibrium was broken.
The heroes rushed towards their respective targets in the frozen flow of time, while Aiden charged directly towards Chromatus himself. He still wielded a sword and a staff, but the sword was not the usual silver-white Judgment, but a broad-bladed greatsword. This type of sword was rare in Azeroth, and more similar to the longswords used by doomguards.
Its name was "Dragon King's Blade," a divine weapon forged during the War of the Ancients by the Burning Legion, who had slaughtered countless guardian dragons and collected their power.
Kaz'rogal had used this greatsword to open and close the Dark Portal several times, and after Aiden seized it, he used it to cut open the trunk of the World Tree, Nordrassil, and destroy the Nightmare Essence parasitizing within.
After Nordrassil's devastating self-destruction, the structure of this sword had become very fragile, possibly making it a one-time-use item. Therefore, Aiden had to use it in the most necessary situation.
Such as now.
When time returned to normal, the situation on the field immediately underwent a dramatic change.
Ysera, who was about to fall to the ground due to severe injuries, was grabbed by Kayle and Morgana and dragged back to the top of Wyrmrest Temple. The other three Dragon Aspects were also rescued from their predicaments by the heroes.
Now, it was Chromatus who was in danger—because Aiden was standing on its head, raising the Dragon King's Blade, and slashing fiercely towards the opponent's purple head.
Even if Chromatus had a thousand ways to attack Aiden, who dared to stand on its head, there was no way to completely avoid this attack.
It tried to transform into a void state, but there wasn't enough time. By the time it reacted, the blade had almost touched its neck.
A very short scream echoed in the air, and a spurt of black-purple blood sprayed out. Although Chromatus had disappeared without a trace, the traces left on the Dragon King's Blade, still dripping with blood, indicated that at least one-third of the chromatic dragon's neck had been cleaved open.
Aiden landed steadily on the top of Wyrmrest Temple. Fortunately, this attack wasn't too severe, and the Dragon King's Blade hadn't shattered directly. Next time he encountered Chromatus, he would still be able to give it a good beating.
"It should have run away," Aiden looked at the others, "Are you all right?"
"We're fine."
"Ysera is unconscious."
"Fortunately, you arrived in time, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable..." Malygos said with lingering fear. He had almost been killed by a breath of dragon breath from the chromatic dragon's blue head, which contained the power to freeze the soul. The other three Dragon Aspects were in similar situations.
If Aiden had arrived a few seconds later, they would probably have become corpses, all killed by the powers they were most proficient in.