Chapter 613 Too Many Words Are Easy to Be Reversed (1900 Monthly Ticket)

Ysera and Malygos suddenly launched a melee, which was beyond Neltharion's mindset. When he came back to his senses, Malygos had already bitten the dragon's neck lower on the back of his head. At the same time, there was also a pair of front paws of Malygos. Endless magic power rushed into Neltharion's neck from his neck.

And near the shoulder of the black dragon, Ysera ferociously gnawed at the back of the neck. A pair of claws pressed down on Deathwing's wings, injecting the power of the dream into every contact point.

At this time, Nozdormu, who was most afraid of death, also rushed forward. Anyway, this guy's body is made of sand and metal, as long as the power of time contained in the dragon's body is not lost, this guy is immortal. He gave a 'warm' hug directly, and bit Nesario's right breast rib with his big gravel mouth. The place that was bitten turned into dust and dissipated.

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Neltharion struggled in vain, and there was only one existence in his good right eye——Alexstrasza, the life-giver who restrained him the most!

Unexpectedly, what she spit out was obviously a crimson dragon's breath, but visually it felt as if she was spit out a strange green flame.

That is the color of life!

Let the earth wake up, the power of thousands of flowers blooming!

A condescending life dragon's breath avoided Nozdormu's neck in a matter of seconds, and hit Neltharion's left chest hard.

The former guardian of the earth uttered the loudest wail since the beginning of the war. In the next moment, his dragon blood, which was almost equivalent to super-high temperature flames, shot out from every wound on him.

Originally, this fatal blow could at least severely injure the two guardian dragons behind.

But Duke said "Scatter!" at a critical moment, allowing Ysera and Malygos to escape.

Relying on his thick skin and thick flesh, Nozdormu dodged a little slower, but he was shocked to find that Neltharion's dragon's blood actually consumed a considerable part of his time power.

For him, this is life!

Nozdormu suddenly regretted it.

Neltharion, who was covered in bruises and sprayed dragon's blood wildly, plummeted from mid-air.

He slanted through the clouds like a comet falling to the ground, and slammed into the southern wall of Lordaeron. His huge body easily smashed the solid wall that even the strongest orc catapults had never destroyed, like smashing a pile of building blocks. exploded.

In an instant, the falling black dragon plowed a huge gully more than 100 meters wide and more than one kilometer on the grass between the southern city wall of Lordaeron and Lake Lordaeron.

At this moment, the entire city of Lordaeron seemed to let out a groan of pain, and the southern city wall collapsed like dominoes, causing severe land subsidence. This shock was like a wave, spreading layer by layer in all directions, and the building near the city wall made the most violent explosion, and then collapsed.

This scene is many times more exaggerated than the plane crash.

The fallen Neltharion continued to push southward on the wet river bank like raging waves. The big tree embraced by the two was weaker than a match stick in the face of this terrible momentum, and was easily broken and sent flying.

Neltharion, who was rushing to the street, gnawed at the mud in embarrassment, and shoveled it out like a bulldozer, shoveling from the city wall all the way to Lake Lordamere. A giant wooden pier by the lake that could accommodate the largest battleship in the alliance was directly blasted, and an unknown number of pieces of broken wood were scattered in the air.

And Neltharion crashed the whole dragon into the lake.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise like thunder.

The fall of Neltharion stirred up waves nearly 100 meters high!

When the lake calmed down a little, the entire lake became boiling because of its super high temperature, as if there was an erupting volcano at the bottom of the lake.

The four guardian dragons looked at each other.

The eldest sister, Alexstrasza, is extremely domineering: "Drag up and continue killing!"

Fighting in deep water has never been the specialty of flying dragons.

For one thing, this is not the deep sea in the true sense.

Secondly, what about a lake that is more than ten meters deep? Could it be that the title of the King of Magic was blown out?

Malygos opened his eyes wide, and his vertical pupils suddenly turned blue. Countless mysterious magic runes poured from top to bottom in his water tank-sized pupils.

A domineering roar echoed throughout the sky, shaking the ears of everyone in the city of Lordaeron.

"I declare—this is a world of ice!"

This is a spectacle that is enough to make every witness unforgettable for a lifetime.

This is a scene that is enough to make every bard sing about it for a thousand years.

Originally, there was only a thin layer of crushed ice on the surface of the lake. When a blue-white shock wave that spread continuously extended to the horizontal line, the crushed ice turned into thick ice. The unparalleled cold air penetrated directly into the bottom of the lake, turning all the water within a radius of several kilometers into ice within a few breaths.

"Explode me!" Malygos shouted again.

"Pa la pa la!" The lake water that had turned into ice cubes suddenly made a violent explosion, and then all of them shattered in one breath. Dissipated quickly in the winter wind.

No one could believe their eyes, the Lordaeron lake that the people of Lordaeron had watched for thousands of years was gone. Instead, there was a huge white-bottomed pit, and an extremely steep cliff of ice appeared where the horizontal line should have been.

And at the bottom of the pit near the original lake, a huge black dragon exuding high heat is struggling to move. No, that can already be included in the category of dying convulsions.

The four great giant dragons, oh, the four great guardian dragons flapped their wings and surrounded them again. In the four directions of east, west, south, and north, Nelthario is very serious.

"It's over! Neltharion, your shameless betrayal thousands of years ago is finally coming to an end today." The Red Dragon Queen issued a declaration of victory.

"For my spouse and my people!" Malygos was still furious.

"You who have been wiped out for a long time will be my trophy!" Nozdormu declared proudly.

"Sleep forever, my brother." Ysera said flatly.

Duke interjected: "Can you kill him quickly, I'm afraid something will happen."

"It's impossible for something to change!" Malygos interrupted Duke's magic message arbitrarily.

Duke on the terrace in the city of Lordaeron curled his lips: "Then let's do it! I don't want to fight the same boss three times!"

After blah blah blah blah, the four guardian dragons finally made their move.

They dismembered Neltharion... and immediately realized something was wrong.

The surrounding environment was in a trance.

Alexstrasza saw Neltharion come back from the dead, crushing her eggs.

Nozdormu saw the future clan of bronze dragons come back to attack him and his brood.

Once again Malygos saw the destruction of the blue dragonkind.

The three guardian dragons woke up at the same time: "Ysera! What are you doing!?"

"No! It's not me—"