Chapter 1897 [Elemental Body]

Originally, it was difficult enough for the five guardian dragons to coordinate the five forces together. Everyone was very worried that Sal would cause trouble if he got involved.

Sal was careful and attentive. He did not affect Onyxia's dominant position in the power of the earth at all. He was more like a tinker, gently collecting the tributaries of power that Onyxia had missed due to her impatience, and slowly straightening them out again. Integrated into [Dragon Soul].

"This... is interesting!"

The input of the five guardian powers suddenly increased slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

71%...75%...82%...90%...

When it reached 90%, it was embarrassing, and now it was Kalecgos' turn to be unable to keep up.

At this moment, Alexstrasza suddenly received a request to enter: "Duke?"

"Alexstrasza, let my servant Khadgar complete the magic part." Duke said during the magic communication.

"Are you sure?" The queen was shocked.

"Of course, what Kalecgos lacks is not power, but the use of power. Khadgar is the core of my magic network. I can synchronize with Khadgar's soul, but I cannot send a clone to the scene. After all, I still have I want to help you stop Neltharion!"

The performance of ordinary people is so bright that it is blinding.

First, a Thrall harmonized Onyxia's power to increase the efficiency of injecting essence. Now Duke actually asked a servant to help and guaranteed the ticket.

Alexstrasza's face turned red, and she looked at Ysera, Nozdormu and other veteran dragon kings: "Okay!"

Khadgar, wearing a robe, stepped out of the portal, walked over, and gently put his hand on Kalecgos' arm. A new Titan Rune Circle is forming behind Kalecgos and Khadgar.

Visible to the naked eye, the injection of magical energy that had become shaky when it reached 90% power a moment ago suddenly became stable.

Kalecgos blushed this time, because he suddenly discovered that Khadgar's understanding and use of Titan runes was even better than his. That means Duke is at a higher level than his contemporary King of Magic.

This is quite shameful.

Kalecgos is very good at fighting, but at least he is a good comrade who is dedicated to protecting the world.

With a simpler mind, he quickly calmed down and strengthened the power of energy injection.

92%...96%...100%!

Finally, it’s time to put all your energy into it.

"Duke, give us another ten minutes, no, five minutes is enough!" Of course Alexstrasza knew that the longer the time, the more stable it would be. But she really couldn't bear to throw all the pressure on Duke's shoulders. This is irresponsible to the allies and also brings shame to Longmian Temple.

And she found that with the addition of Khadgar and Thrall, the two realms of magic and earth have become more stable. If the dragon bodies of Kalecgos and Onyxia can bear it, they can try 120 % of the injected power.

This is overload, and she will have to do this if the situation gets very dangerous.

At this time, the middle hall of Longmian Temple had already been smashed to pieces.

The space is relatively small, and the strengthened Wing Brother will be stronger.

"Drink, drink, drink!" Deathwing sprinted quickly, and even though it was gliding at a low altitude close to the surface of the hall, it caused a panic in the surrounding area.

The smaller God of the Wilderness had to dodge desperately, but the four guards who had grown in size could not keep up with the agile movements of Brother Wing. This allows Neltharion to often gain local overwhelming advantages.

This time, he grabbed the ice guardian Hodir with one claw and completely ignored the freezing air coming from him. With a heavy blow, Hodir was used as a mallet, and he hit the temple wall hard. While smashing the opponent to pieces, his left front paw shattered several knuckles.

It doesn't matter, the frozen limbs will collapse on their own later, and they will just regenerate anyway.

He had no chance to completely defeat Hodir, because it was a large giant chasing closely. As soon as he jumped into the air, Deathwing made a 180-degree turn in the air that was not commensurate with his huge size. The next second, he was It shot towards the life guardian Freya like a cannonball.

For this giantess, Deathwing never forgets to kill her.

Unfortunately, before he met Freya, he had to endure another painful thunderbolt from Thorim. The right side of his dragon's head was charred black, and even a small part of his elemental metal chin was burnt black.

He doesn't care.

A standard S-shaped snake maneuver in mid-air allowed him to avoid two giant bear demigods that had grown in size.

This time he targeted Goldrinn, the wolf god.

Goldrinn was indeed very fast. He could rely on his dexterity in mid-air to step on walls of air, and even use wind pressure to change direction and escape.

This cannot change the fact that he is just a 'little wolf' that is only a few meters long.

When Neltharion saw the opportunity, he turned around and struck with an overwhelming dragon wing. Goldring finally got the trick.

"Gahwu——" The wolf shadow glowed with blue in the snow, like a home run, suddenly flew far away.

At this time, Neltharion's dragon tail was suddenly hit hard near the body.

Fiery hammer!

The violent flames swirled like a tornado!

Neltharion was no stranger to that kind of high temperature that was so terrifying that it seemed like it could burn everything in the world. He still remembered it in his recent memory and had experienced it personally.

He twisted the snake's neck in confusion and looked behind him.

"Rage...Duke!?"

Deathwing's eyes widened with disbelief.

Not to mention that he didn't believe it, many of the gods of the wilderness who had participated in the Battle of the Fire Land subconsciously put on a defensive posture.

If you just look at the distant view, everyone will regard this guy who appeared out of thin air in the middle of the Dragon Sleeping Temple, with a fire tornado lower body, an inverted triangle upper body, a pair of huge and thick flame arms, and a huge Balrog hammer, as the former Balrog. King Ragnaros.

It's a pity that something has been replaced where Uncle Raghu's head should have been.

The grumpy horned head and lava skull face were gone, replaced by a throne made of flames. The human being with his legs crossed and his chin supported by one hand watching the show, who else could he be if he wasn't Duke Marcus?

"Hey!" Duke raised his palms and looked like he was swearing: "I'm sorry! It's Duke Marcus who planned to siege you in Lordaeron back then!"

"You!" If Deathwing's lungs were still used for breathing, he would probably explode on the spot.

He doesn't care about the lives of Ragnaros and Al'Akir. These two elemental lords were originally the pawns used by N'Zoth to assist him in causing troubles. If they die, they will die. What he cares about is that the other party actually uses the bodies of his men to deal with him!

Next, another enlarged version of Al'Akir appeared, with the head replaced of course by Sylvanas.

"Hi! What do you think of our [Elemental Body]?"