Chapter 481 Muradin* Bronze Beard

Chapter 481 Muradin's Bronze Beard

This time is different, Gezilla is the one who is more valued among the three generations of red dragons. Despite his violence and serious destructive tendencies, all of this is only a plus for a fighting dragon.

Gezra was killed, almost instantly.

The Red Dragon Queen didn't sense the specific situation, she just instinctively determined that the one who came must be a strong one.

It's just that the soul image transmitted by a little female dragon later made Alexstrasza dumbfounded.

Duke Marcus.

Alexstrasza recognized Duke the moment he saw the image.

To tell the truth, Alexstrasza never took human beings seriously. There are only a few humans who can really catch her eyes. Back then, even if it was Master Xiri plus Anastrian and Antonidas at the level of a king of a country, Her Majesty the Queen just said "Oh" and said nothing.

Even in the long years of over ten thousand years, there are not many great people who can be remembered by her.

She only remembered Duke, and it was Duke who was still a mere earth mage at the time.

Without it, the siege of Karazhan left a deep impression on her.

The magic barrage that seemed to be torrential rain, the magic baptism that seemed to cause heavy casualties to the entire Red Dragon Army, was unexpectedly turned into an unprecedentedly grand fireworks by that little Duke.

The mortal dragon misses, and the small magic that doesn't count as scratching must hit every shot. Alexstrasza really feels like the whole group has been molested by Duke. But Sheng turned around and wanted to be grateful to this cunning young man in private, so he almost sent him a certificate.

Now, he's at it again.

as a possible savior.

Speaking of which, being controlled this time is because the Dragon Clan threw a stone at their own feet.

At the beginning, because of Neltharion's betrayal, the dragon clan suffered heavy casualties, and even the blue dragon clan was almost extinct.

Finally, the corrupted [Dragon Soul] was recaptured, and the dragon cast a spell on the artifact that became the [Demon Soul], making it impossible for any dragon to use this artifact. But the proud Dragon Clan has forgotten about other races, and this is the reason for today's disgrace.

If it was her in the past, she would definitely have dismissed the alliance sending such a brat to rescue her.

Unfortunately, during the period of being controlled by [Devil Soul] and enslaved by orcs, the dignity of the dragon clan has long been trampled to nothing.

Locked in chains, beaten wantonly, and inflicted with soul-level pain arbitrarily...

And the orc warlock Nekros is already using her as a bargaining chip to force those second-generation giant dragons to mate to produce more young dragons for use by the tribe.

Perhaps it would have been worse if Alexstrasza hadn't discovered that the orcs wouldn't force her to mate with other dragons as long as she remained human.

In fact, Alexstrasza was almost overwhelmed. She could feel her weakness on a soul level. If she succumbed or weakened completely, she would not be able to maintain the protective magic on her dragon eggs to protect the children she might have.

The dragons of Azeroth are a bit magical, and the dragon eggs of female dragons are not real offspring. Just like human female eggs, not every egg will become a child, but one egg is released every month.

Red Dragon is also somewhat similar. Female dragons will ovulate relatively regularly - that is, dragon eggs. However, these dragon eggs must be given a special soul inheritance and power injection by the male dragon, and these dragon eggs will hatch and become real dragons. Of course, the female dragon can directly catalyze the dragon eggs with power to hatch baby dragons, but these baby dragons are often just scum.

The strength of the parents determines the upper limit of the strength of the offspring. If a dragon wants to give birth to powerful offspring, it is best to find a dragon of similar level as a mate.

Alexstrasza is well aware that countless careerists are watching her beloved dragon eggs.

The Red Dragon Queen couldn't help muttering in her heart: "Duke! Come and save me, if you manage to rescue me before my baby is in trouble, then I will be grateful to you forever. Otherwise... Humph! It's too late, just Don't blame me for blaming you...Uh, it seems that I can't pray for a little human being to be so perfect...It's so tangled..."

On the one hand, she had to pin her hopes on Duke's rescue and hoped that he would come soon, on the other hand, she felt that it was too much to pin her hopes on a human being who was not very strong.

Alexstrasza, who was in the vortex of despair, was actually a little messy at this moment.

Duke couldn't guess the little thoughts of the Red Dragon Queen who was once high above and proud of the sky.

At this moment, Duke has encountered an unexpected ally.

In the original time and space, when the alliance instigated to rescue the Red Dragon Queen, it had already defeated the main force of the tribe, leaving only the scattered tribes and clans to resist stubbornly. Therefore, in the entire wetland area, in addition to the orc dragoons of the Dragonmaw clan, there are also a large number of alliance armed forces-the Wildhammer dwarf griffin knights from Eagle's Nest Mountain, the copperbeard dwarf troops from Ironforge, and the army from Lordaeron. Silver Hand.

At this point in time, this is behind enemy lines in the standard sense.

Duke originally didn't expect anyone to come here to help him, but who knew he ran into a big shot——Prince Muradin Bronzebeard.

He said it was the prince, because the father of the three Bronzebeard brothers had died, and now Magni Bronzebeard was the king. As Magni's second younger brother, Muradin was naturally promoted to Prince.

After the little female dragon ran away, seeing Muradin and a group of dwarf warriors emerging from the ground, Duke was dumbfounded: "Why are you here?"

"Fart! You, the deputy commander of the alliance, can come, why can't I, the Khaz Modan dwarf, be here?"

Well, dwarves are always that simple and straightforward. From a human perspective, this is almost gross.

Duke couldn't help smiling.

yes! Strictly speaking, this is still the territory of the dwarves, but it is occupied by the tribe.

"Haha, I was wrong. Nice to meet you, my friend." Duke bent down and opened his arms happily.

Duke knew immediately that he was overjoyed.

"Welcome, eternal friend of the Bronzebeard Dwarves." Muradin, carrying an iron armor weighing at least sixty kilograms, almost pounced on him and gave Duke a bear hug.

"Crack la la." Duke clearly heard the crisp sound of his muscles and bones, just a little bit, and Duke felt that he was about to suffer multiple fractures all over his body.

Muradin immediately realized that he had passed, and immediately let go of Duke: "Damn, your human mages are weak in bones."

Woohoo! I'm the one to die! I was wrong! I am a college student, and I have this physique after time travel. Blame me? I'm already exercising! I'm exercising okay!