Stratholme God

Chapter 1264 The Last Curse
Neltharion himself began to lose the power to fly.His injury was too severe, the muscles at the base of both wings were torn, which seriously affected his flapping wings.

And the out-of-control element control made him unable to use his inexperienced wind element control skills. In the end, this giant aircraft carrier-level beast began to fall under the huge inertia.

"Not good!" Jaina, who was riding on the blue dragon king Kalecgos together with several other heroes as a hero, suddenly turned pale.

She was too familiar with the place where Deathwing was going to fall.

That familiar mountain is the back mountain of Boralus, which she loved to play when she was a child!

She screamed and wanted to do something, but who could stop a [-]-ton dragon-shaped slime monster from falling?

The five dragon kings can't do it, and neither can the airships that rushed to surround them.

I don't know how many existences, watching Neltharion fall, like a war hammer, smashing hard on the highest mountain in the north of Boralus, the capital of Kul Tiras.

"Boom-"

The earth-shattering impact brought deafening bangs, and the exaggerated sound waves mixed with the shock waves caused by the impact swept across the entire Boralus area, like a tenth-level tornado, sweeping across the entire area.

Afterwards, whether it was the solid turrets that had defended Boralus for hundreds of years, the majestic city walls, or the large shipyards all over the sea, they were smashed into pieces like children's building blocks, and exploded outwards. Dozens of meters, or even hundreds of meters, before falling under the action of gravity.

Many rocks crashed into the city of Boralus, and some flew into the water of the strait.

"No! Don't go there! You bastard—" Jaina almost collapsed on the spot, she didn't know that her voice was so sharp under the extreme shock and anger.

She lost her composure.

But she couldn't do anything, and watched desperately as the crippled Neltharion climbed out of the shocking hole hit by the mountain behind Boralus.

He's going to run!
He must not be caught.

The only thing that can save him is the sea!

That was the domain of his master N'Zoth, the last redemption of the unlucky Dragon King who had been defeated four times!
Rao is the mutated dragon blood gushing out from his whole body like magma...

Rao, there are still hundreds of elite operators who fell with him and continued to attack after regaining consciousness...

Even if the five great dragon kings have already started to dive, spraying deadly dragon king-level dragon breath towards him, bringing him the freshest and cruelest injuries...

Neltharion can't care about anything!

Although he was seriously injured, 100% of his life was lost, but the advantage of his size lies in this.His [-]% blood can be the [-] blood recognized by the system, and the [-]% blood of ordinary mortals is about [-] blood.

"Master, help me—"

He rolled and crawled, carrying the fierce siege, and finally rolled into the city of Boralus.

At that moment, this majestic city standing in the center of the three islands of Kul Tiras shook for a moment, and then began to fall apart.

The city of Boralus is surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Most of the city is built on the slopes of the rocks by the sea.

Normally, deep stakes are sufficient to support the weight of the house.

This level of earthquake resistance and disaster resistance is completely unable to resist a 'heavyweight' destroyer like Nesario!

"No—" Jaina burst into tears on the spot, the world was spinning in front of her eyes, and she fainted in the arms of Kalia next to her on the spot.Kalia was so scared that she screamed, and several healing spells went down.

Several more seconds passed before Jaina awoke from the violent stupor.

"My hometown..." Black Mold Turtle Jaina burst into tears.

Deathwing's escape completely destroyed the main city of the Alliance. However, when his left claw finally touched the sea water south of Boralus, the mutation regenerated.

A strange light suddenly spewed out from the water surface of the strait in the center of the three islands.

Even though Neltharion's huge body threw itself on a shipyard on the beach, he couldn't jump anymore, only half of his body entered the water, and the lower body of the huge black dragon remained on the shore.

However, the development of the situation has been clearly seen by the troops.

Countless tentacles emerged from the depths of the seabed, piercing the sharp tentacles into Deathwing's tattered upper body like a needle. The tentacles combined with the black dragon's body to form a huge, extremely ugly, twisted mass of flesh. It's like countless poisonous snakes got into a black dragon's skin.

Limbs with the characteristics of the faceless and the muscular viscera of the dragon are blended together and intertwined with each other.

"My God! What the hell is this?" Teresa screamed, she screamed instinctively.

And Wrathion almost had diarrhea, ah bah, that's called a strategic bombing of pollutants.This guy dare not rely on anything.

Onyxia under MacDonnell was trembling all over. She turned the dragon's head sadly and looked at McDonnell on her back: "If I wasn't your mount, would I become like this ghost?"

The corner of McDonald's mouth raised: "But you are my mount, before, now, and in the future."

After all, the disgusting scene below was just shown in the live broadcast of the alliance's high-level full-channel, when it was hit by an incomparably bright and eye-catching thunder.

Amidst a heaven-shattering scream, the group of flesh and blood that had just been combined with Deathwing completely exploded, turning into blood foam and minced flesh, and falling into the sea water one after another.

Others were all shocked by McDonald's fighting power.

The power of the blow just now even surpassed those two weak chicken dragon kings.

McDonnell didn't explain, just now it was because there were N twisted [Dragon Shooting Spears] stuck in the body of the old Nailong just now!

The material used to make this thing is one of the best conductors of electricity.

It's so hard to die, these dragon-striking guns are all deeply inserted into Neltharion's body, and several of them penetrate from the dragon's belly all the way to the back.

Normally, this would have been a fatal injury long ago, making Lao Nai so dead that he couldn't die anymore.

He could avoid the puncture wound, but he couldn't avoid the violent lightning strike.

The Dragon Striking Spear can be regarded as the most violent thunder element, bypassing the elemental defenses of dragon scales and dragon skin, and directly sending it deep into its body.

And the one-step attack to the stomach intensified the wind sword's lightning strike power in a disguised form.

From the eyes of onlookers, it was McDonald who knocked out a third of the Black Dragon King with one blow!
The 'little friends' of Wyrmrest Temple were all stunned.

"What are you doing in a daze? Rotate him to death!" McDonnell yelled, and the five dragon kings immediately came to their senses and began to gather energy for a big move.

At this moment, Neltharion was desperate, he was really desperate.

The power of N'Zoth is still pouring into his body, but he doesn't know enough!
This is not the great vortex in the center of the endless sea. The source of power is not here.

With all his strength, Neltharion yelled his curse: "McDonald Ken Stratholme! I curse you—"

(End of this chapter)