Stratholme God

Chapter 1263 The Wings of a Big Man

According to a "well-known" among the travelers, as long as 25 sand sculptures land on Lao Nai's back when he is running, then Lao Nai's life will be very difficult.

Drop two or three hundred elite operators in one go...

Even McDonald, who is riding on the back of the fake dragon king Onyxia, can only bless Deathwing children's shoes-you always work hard!Otherwise, what if you can't survive the middle of the maelstrom?
Deathwing didn't know how much sweat and hard work thousands of sand sculptures had put in to wait for this day.

I don’t know how many times I have played the dungeon, and the sand sculptures have long memorized the process, but as a traverser, this sense of participation is unparalleled if you really participate in the only one kill in a plane.

In particular, their method of ascending the dragon is very unscrupulous.

On the only way to the south where Deathwing escaped, he glides down from the high-altitude airship with a batsuit, and the relative speed exceeds 250 kilometers per hour. While the dive becomes stagnant, throw out the claws, and then exert the ultimate force that the clone can achieve, and you will be on the dragon all at once.

This kind of work, which is a hundred times more exciting than extreme sports, is only dared to do by this group of guys who are not afraid of death.

For another person, even if it could hit Zhiyi's back, it would still be a large meatloaf.

Such a big black dragon, being hit by these lifeless human shells at first, Lao Nai didn't feel much.

An extremely uneasy feeling enveloped Neltharion, and that feeling was too familiar. Just a few months ago, a certain person took advantage of him to slander his hateful human emperor three times, and almost used the same He completely tore it up.

Regardless of whether his body exploded on his own initiative or not, if this technique falls into the hands of mortals, it is the real [Tear Black Dragon with Hands]!
"Ants--"

He let out a dragon scream like a chrysanthemum being attacked by surprise, his huge body shrank down instantly, and countless flame tentacles immediately drilled out of the gap between his source material armor and flesh.These fire-type parasites of Deathwing tried to kill or eliminate the elite operators who jumped on his back.

Still a step too late.

On demolition...

These strange elites are wearing white cloaks with the word "demolition" surrounded by a circle. Their work is absolutely professional.

In front of a group of alliance heroes who were chasing after them, these guys quickly divided into two groups, and the group carried out routine monster hunting to contain the fire monsters that came over.

Another passer-by accurately found the nail where the source plasm armor was pierced into Lao Nai's body, and threw a special elemental device into the slightly cracked wound.

There was a loud "boom", and the unique continuous white flashes of the frost system spread out to the depths of Lao Nai's body along the holes chiseled out by the source quality spikes.

This is the focus of destroying the source quality armor with frost elements, resulting in an effect similar to [slippery silk].

In the next second, a huge piece of armor with nowhere to go was lifted from the rough dragon skin of the Black Dragon King.

"Ow—"

The huge tearing pain brought back painful memories for Lao Nai.

It was an unbearable past event of being severely beaten by someone in Mai. I still remember that he was so powerful and domineering to the sky above Stratholme City, and he was also torn apart by the dragon like this!
Nelthario shuddered, and suddenly poured out a large puddle of liquid from the crotch of his black thigh.

Uh, please don't get me wrong, it's just a big lump of magma.

Deathwing is so high-profile, how can he be scared to pee?

That's a form of self-preservation!
The old patient is not a bird, and naturally turns on the [Hell Windmill] mode.

Think about it, for a black dragon as big as an aircraft carrier, it's just like being thrown into a drum washing machine and tumbling in mid-air, that's really outrageous.

A dozen sand sculptures caught off guard were thrown out and turned into meteors falling from the sky.

However, more sand sculptures have already guarded against billions of hands. They either directly use ice magic to freeze themselves on Lao Nai's back, or use quick hangers for mountaineering in the gaps between the pimple-like dragon skins in advance, and use safety ropes to keep them safe. Own.

No, Lao Nai just turned his body 180 degrees, turned his belly to the sky, and immediately, more sand sculptures fell from the sky and landed on his belly, tearing down the elemental armor on his belly and chest.

[Demolition] Zi Dajun is so cruel, yet he is not afraid of the 'fire lice' on his body.

This made Lao Nai extremely crazy.

"Get out! Get out of here—" In desperation, he began to pull the elite operator on his body.

He did succeed in a small part, and some players were scraped away by his claws.However, after the source plasm armor fell, his body structure also changed, and the expansion brought about by his body expansion made him have problems grasping his body shape.In the end, he even tore two pieces of armor from his chest by himself.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

[The point is not the matter]: "Bug fart, call me a father, and I'll let you go."

As everyone knows, a miraculous scene happened.

Under Lao Nai's screams, he really tried in a low voice: "Father?"

"Pfft—" I don't know how many sand sculpture players laughed.Lao Nai's pawing did not beat them down, but a few teasers forced themselves to roll on the ground laughing, unable to stand still, and flew out by themselves.

[The key is not a matter] Angry from embarrassment: "I remembered wrongly, I don't have a bastard like you!"

After all, I don't know how many players laughed.

"Hey, hasn't Boss Mai become your cheap grandson-in-law?"

"Hello, Grandpa Long."

Joking aside, the sand sculpture players were constantly dismantling armor.

This scene was very tragic. The majestic Deathwing, the black dragon rebelled against the king, and the player frantically demolished the dragon in the form of ants eating elephants.

The explosion of each piece of source matter armor represented that Lao Nai was one step closer to belching farts.

He even gave himself a dragon's breath on his chest.

However, so what?

The sand sculpture players who had been ambushing him for a long time on his way home from the south kept flying through the wingsuits and killed him. It was completely in the rhythm of killing three hundred and paying five hundred, and killing eight hundred and paying one thousand.

You don't need a system, and you can know that Lao Nai's vitality is passing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although he made a lot of resistance, unfortunately, he still couldn't escape the fate of his body bursting.

History took a ridiculous turn at this moment. Nelthario, who was flying due south... yaw.

Struggling and resisting constantly, he flew from the south to the southeast unintentionally. After more than two hours of pursuit, he finally crashed into the sky above the Stormsong region of the three major islands of Kul Tiras.

Even the huge seaspout shield that had been there before, powered by N'Zoth and encircling the entire island, was gone.

Followed by Dragon King and Alliance Heroes: ? ? ?
The source matter armor on his body was dismantled in sevens and eights. As a dragon-shaped slime monster, his whole body swelled up, and then his body went up and down, and an unknown number of parts exploded together, and blood and flesh flew all over the place.

Countless fiery flesh and blood flew and fell, like a meteor shower, onto the still lush and lush Stormsong Island.

(End of this chapter)