Chapter 1215 Space-Based Strike

If it was just a matter of flying away, Duke actually took advantage of the moment when the sword bounced back and struck a backhand sword, chopping off a small part of Nefarian's jaw. If Nefer hadn't been quite agile and leaned back to avoid the sword strike, it would have been possible for Nefarian's head to be split in half with this sword strike.

At this moment, everyone's face was filled with disbelief.

Magni covered his wound and opened his eyes as big as copper bells.

Grom turned around and grinned.

Gavin Rad, who was coming, struck with his sword, but was dodged by Nefarian's quick retreat.

The Black Dragon King's dodge movements were too big, as if he were sliding. He kept a half-crouched posture and slid back more than ten meters.

"Impossible! How do you know!?" Nefarian looked like he had seen a ghost. Although his chin was bloody and bloody, he looked like a ghost himself.

"Phew! I knew it!" Duke exhaled, pretending to put his hands behind his back, but actually gesturing to his brothers.

Tirion held the sword in his right hand, covered Magni's wound with his left hand, and kept applying Holy Light spells to the dwarf king.

Kalia, who was still in shock, began to recite a spell to heal Kane who had broken his leg. Simple shadow damage and force damage were better to heal. Lao Niu trembled all over and pressed his broken leg hard against the wound. He has seen too many compatriots who have lost their combat effectiveness due to injuries and disabilities. In peacetime, if there is enough food, they will have a good ending; in times of war or years when food harvests are poor, they must kill themselves according to clan rules, and do not drag down the clan members. .

Kane had no other thoughts at all. He just hoped that his broken leg could be reattached. Even if he could never fight again, he could at least work.

"No! My strength is not enough to expel that shadow power." Kalia cried sadly.

The old cow's eyes suddenly turned red. He breathed heavily, snorted, and propped himself up on the totem pole: "Grom! Do you still remember what I told you before the war..."

"Shut up! The battle is not over yet! If you want to say it, you have to say it yourself. I am not the sinner!" Grom also gasped.

"That's enough!" Duke suddenly shouted: "I'll heal your leg later!"

With a snap of his fingers, a stream of clear water suddenly appeared out of thin air and wrapped around the old cow's broken leg and wound. The strange water mass kept swirling clockwise, but in an instant it was completely dyed red.

Kalia was shocked: "He will lose too much..."

"I know it well!" Duke held the spiral sword like a cone in his right hand and the [Obing Queen] in his left hand, walking towards the embarrassed Nefarian step by step.

Next to Duke, Gavin Rad, Grom, Vanessa, Ilucia and Vereesa followed closely.

"Let's end this! Nefarian, you still have at least three options to choose from." Duke said with a cold face, approaching Nefarian.

"Three ways? Haha! Hahahaha!" Nefarian struggled to get up, scarlet blood staining his ear-length black hair, and his face was full of grief and indignation.

It is said that there are three roads, but in fact, to him, none of the three roads are roads.

The first one is of course surrender, I guess Duke wouldn't mind letting him be a mount.

The second is to maintain the current form, as the Black Dragon Prince, and be defeated until death by the [Dragon's Wrath] made from the source of his father's power.

The third rule is to fully accept the power of N'Zoth and make a last stand with the mysterious magic power given by N'Zoth. If he succeeded, he would not only be able to expel Duke's divine will imposed on him, but he could even make a comeback. However, if the comeback is successful, I don’t know who will get the fruits of victory...

Escape?

Feel sorry! For an extremely arrogant black dragon, this was never an option.

Duke's face was cold. He certainly didn't want Nefarian to choose the third path, because that would mean a lot of unknown troubles. Unfortunately, the choice is not in his hands!

Sure enough, in the next second, Nefarian's entire body began to grow bigger and swell again.

The purple-black dragon scales, purple spikes, purple eyes full of strange aura, and even the shadow aura that usually filled the corners of the dragon's mouth turned into a purple air ball with the smell of sulfur.

"Hahaha! Power! A power that no mortal can obtain in a lifetime! Ah - how sweet and delicious this power is! Why did I resist and hate such power so much before? Hahaha!"

If you look closely, you will find that Nefarian's figure is slightly larger than before. The sound of bones exploding and muscles tearing from within his body could be heard clearly from as far as thirty meters away.

That heart-wrenching voice made several heroines feel a little nauseous.

In everyone's perception, Nefarian's entire body seemed to be completely torn to pieces and reorganized. His bones were stretched out, his muscles were torn into pieces, and then a new unknown substance grew back to forcefully fill the torn empty areas. .

A huge and evil force came from the depths of the ground. This force was like the turbidest torrent, easily destroying the bloody hall carefully arranged by Nefarian, so that the even larger Nefarian could have a wider space. Space to stretch your huge body.

The current Nefarian is probably over 80 meters long, right? With a wingspan of nearly 100 meters, it makes people feel that it is an out-and-out fortress in the air.

The moonlight shone on his huge body, giving off a strange light.

Flapping his wings in the air, Nefarian laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha! Are you afraid? Are you desperate? Insignificant mortal! Tremble under my power -" Nefarian spat out his poisonous tongue without hesitation, venting his anger and anger.

The corners of Duke's eyes twitched, and he finally sighed: "Idiot! Is the power of the ancient gods so easy to get? Besides... you should never, never, never expose yourself to the moonlight. !”

"Um!?"

"Sorry to trouble you, Goddess Elune!" Duke said softly, and suddenly, the color of the world suddenly changed.

The moonlight was like water, gently swaying on Nefarian's dragon body. In the eyes of others, there was nothing wrong with the moonlight shining on the dragon's body, and suddenly there was a terrible change.

"Ahhh! What kind of power is this!?" Nefarian's huge dragon wings hit the moonlight, and it was like a mortal's arm being put into a pool of sulfuric acid, making an astonishing "chichi" sound!

The huge dragon body fell sharply from mid-air, making a loud roar, and then he rolled in great pain on the highest terrace of the Black Stone Tower. Everyone except Duke looked at the situation in front of them with their mouths open.

"Silly X, do you think the will of a true god is so easy to expel? When I injected the will of the goddess into your body, I already exposed your coordinates to Elune's sight!"