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“Undead!”

Alexstrasza, the red dragon, who had rushed over with the red dragon army, felt her entire dragon head go numb when she saw the army filled with a strong aura of death.

These creatures made her involuntarily think of some unknown transformation ritual. This kind of undead transformation ritual had also left a deep impression on her long life.

Valkyr!

The evil creations of the Titan Watchers!

The instant she saw these creatures, she almost thought that the bound Titan Watcher had broken out of his prison. But the next moment, she shook her head and denied this possibility.

Before, it was just a moment of surprise, but now, after careful observation and feeling, Alexstrasza, who was extremely sensitive to life and death, keenly discovered the difference between the two.

At least, the Valkyr created by the Titan Watcher were mainly female. But the undead army in front of her was diverse, even including alien beast groups.

Another difference was the power.

Although the undead power on this army was uncomfortably strong, it was still quite different from ghosts, shadows, and other creatures.

But before she could think more, she saw a female warrior in dark green military attire, standing on the head of a giant wolf, pouncing towards her.

Alexstrasza flapped her wings to raise her body a distance, and then a stream of dragon breath spewed out from above, directly drenching the giant wolf’s head and face.

Although she hadn’t fought for a long time, the various wars she had participated in since life began still taught her where her advantage lay. With the invading army being boundless, she didn’t have time to play close combat with the undead giant wolf and female warrior.

After all, according to her memory, the undead were immortal and extremely difficult to deal with. Alexstrasza didn’t have time to be held back.

A sea of fire, like waves, sprayed down, and the scorching heat of the dragon breath instantly destroyed the undead army charging at the front. Even the giant wolf was rolling and struggling in the flames of the dragon breath, seemingly trying to extinguish the uncomfortable flames on its body by rubbing against the ground. But its behavior was naturally meaningless.

Seeing success with one strike, just as Alexstrasza was about to lead the red dragons to pursue their advantage, her senses suddenly went into overdrive, frantically alarming her. She subconsciously flapped her wings and rolled out a large arc in the sky, but the warning followed her like a shadow, not disappearing with her actions, but becoming even stronger.

A sharp, ear-piercing whistle pierced Alexstrasza’s ears from below. Spears of magically shaped energy with a strong aura of death accurately pierced her wings, and two of them directly hit her abdomen. The dragon’s powerful body and the scales that were naturally the strongest defense were not even as good as paper in front of these weapons, and did not provide the corresponding resistance.

The spears broke through the dragon scales, pierced into Alexstrasza’s body, and were finally stuck in the dragon’s powerful muscle fibers.

Alexstrasza screamed, and was directly knocked down from the sky by this wave of unprepared continuous attacks, like a meteorite, directly smashing into the undead legion below. Her huge body rolled on the ground, directly creating a circle of empty space. Many undead warriors were directly scattered and crushed in the impact and rolling, suffering disaster.

However, the empty space was quickly filled by more undead warriors. Those undead warriors, not knowing what fear was, launched a fierce attack on Alexstrasza.

Alexstrasza only felt a force of death invade her body through the spear shaft, eroding and infecting her body back and forth, trying to transform her into an undead creature. Although this transformation was destined to fail for her, it made her feel heavy. However, the situation on the battlefield did not allow her to think too much. Those annoying undead soldiers had already climbed all over her body, and some who couldn’t hurt her even attacked her wounds.

Alexstrasza roared, and another breath of dragon breath spewed out, the strong dragon breath accompanied by the movement of the dragon head, clearing out a dividing zone burning with dragon flames in front and behind her.

Then, regardless of whether it looked good or not, Alexstrasza rolled on the ground where the dragon flames had not been extinguished, throwing off the undead warriors on her body and bathing herself in the burning dragon flames.

Using her dragon claws to pull out the shaped spears from her body, under the powerful physique of the guardian dragon, Alexstrasza’s body quickly recovered as before. She flapped her wings again, and the strong wind pressure lowered the dragon flames that were still burning on the ground.

A long rope was thrown from a distance, wrapped around Alexstrasza’s dragon head several times, and the rich and powerful death aura carried on it immediately made Alexstrasza recognize the owner of the rope.

The female warrior who stood on the head of an undead giant wolf and launched a charge at her!

At this moment, the red dragon army finally woke up from the rapidly changing battlefield. Some red dragons, under the cover of their partners, broke free from the entanglement of the undead below, circled around and rushed towards their queen, flapping their wings wildly. It seemed that they wanted to rescue their queen.

However, Hela had already quickly approached Alexstrasza through the rope. Although there was a huge gap in size between the two, from a visual effect, it was like a dwarf launching a challenge to a giant, but neither Hela nor Alexstrasza cared about this.

A large size can certainly be an advantage, but it can also be a disadvantage.

For example, Hela could rely on her small and agile size and powerful strength to constantly leave hideous wounds on Alexstrasza’s body. The opponent’s energy-shaped weapons could even be comparable to some artifacts in terms of sharpness and hardness. It could also spontaneously adjust various attributes according to needs. Especially the death energy attribute that was extremely incompatible with her, every wound made her feel pain and contamination.

The dragon’s defense was simply non-existent in the eyes of the other party.

A red dragon who rushed the fastest to solve Hela for his queen was lassoed by Hela with a flexible roll and turn, jumped on his body, and then, under the gaze of many red dragons with tearing eyes, easily and casually plunged a black sword more than two meters long into the other party’s head.

After a massive amount of death power was injected along the sword body, the unfortunate red dragon spewed out black flames of death in mourning. The breath of life quickly disappeared from the other party’s body, and death quickly descended.

The whole process was as fast as lightning, and even the red dragon queen Alexstrasza didn’t have time to give a warning or help. A red dragon died in Hela’s hands, and was also contaminated by the other party with the power of death, forcibly transforming it into an undead creature.

Hela’s behavior was like poking a hornet’s nest. Many red dragons who saw this scene wanted to pounce over with anger, but were loudly stopped by Alexstrasza.

“Damn it!”

Looking at the Alexstrasza who was standing on the head of the undead dragon, staring at her closely, she sighed in her heart. But the scene in front of her could not allow her to think too much. It seemed that she was the only one who could fight this slippery female warrior for the time being.

She had already seen from the other party’s eyes and expression that if she dared to avoid the battle, then the other party would rush into her red dragon army and start a massacre. Alexstrasza didn’t think that if the other party let go, how many red dragons she targeted could escape unscathed.

As for exchanging?

Looking at the undead legion below who were not afraid of death, what could be recovered by killing more of these things?

So Alexstrasza issued an order to the red dragon army to cooperate with the night elves to find a way to close the space gate in the sky, and then took the initiative to fight with Hela.

She had already seen clearly that as long as the space gate could be closed, no matter how bad the current situation was, when reinforcements arrived, victory would ultimately be on their side.

It was just that what made Alexstrasza feel heavy was that she didn’t know whether these invaders belonged to the Burning Legion or other extraterritorial forces staring at this planet.

“Invader, tell me your name! Where do you come from!” Alexstrasza fought with the undead dragon carrying Hela. With her strength and position, she certainly wouldn’t care about the attack of an undead dragon, but Hela’s attack was something she had to avoid. So even though she could easily dismantle the undead dragon, out of fear of Hela and grief for the dead red dragon, she did not choose to get close.

“Are you the king of those flying reptiles? Surrender to me! I need a powerful mount in this world. If you perform well enough, I can also take you out of this world to see a wider universe!” Hela issued an order to Alexstrasza from a high position. It had to be said that this world’s Alexstrasza was very much to her liking.

“Delusion!” Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza felt that she had been greatly humiliated. She angrily spewed out a torrent of dragon breath at Hela, and at the same time used the powerful magic mastered by the dragons. But she was not overwhelmed by anger. Only part of her attack was directed at Hela, and the rest was poured onto the undead dragon under Hela.

She had to seize the sky advantage!

This sudden attack also successfully played a corresponding strategic role. The undead dragon was almost unable to dodge and was swept by a large area of ​​flames. The flames with the power of life did not make it feel warm and comfortable, but instead burned like adding fuel to the fire, falling vertically downwards.

Hela jumped up in the first time, throwing the sword in her hand with the rope towards the Red Dragon Queen.

“I like you as prey very much.” Although Hela had lost her carrier, her agile body relied on the elusive rope and the overwhelming plastic weapons to firmly bite the Red Dragon Queen who wanted to distance herself from her.

“Dream on! I, the Red Dragon Queen, Alexstrasza, even if I die, will not submit to any enemy!” Alexstrasza roared.

“I am very good at taming beasts. If you really don’t want to submit, then transforming you into a powerful undead dragon is not impossible.” Hela didn’t care about Alexstrasza’s roar. How many of those who died in her hands, those countries that fell at her feet, and the various powerful races that were killed and conquered by her were willing to kneel at her feet?

She only needs to use her powerful power to conquer everything! She is the master of the Nine Realms Underworld, the manipulator of the power of death. Those who are unwilling to submit will obediently listen after being turned into undead.

“Remember the name of your master, the Queen of Asgard and Helheim—Hela!” Hela chopped off half of Alexstrasza’s dragon horn with a sword and announced.

……

Kalecgos desperately flapped his wings and flew towards the high altitude. Even knowing the horror of the Old Gods, a weakened version of the Old Gods brought them unbearable losses in one face-to-face encounter.

Several archmages of Dalaran rolled their eyes, their thinking was polluted, and their souls were distorted. The opponent’s ability to induce people to fall was so tyrannical that it was desperate. This conflicted with Kalecgos’ memories of the Old Gods.

Those Old Gods can indeed allow life to be polluted and corrupted by shadows, but that is more of a subtle control and influence. But what is this now?

Not acting anymore!

Forcibly controlled the spiritual will of several archmages, and forcibly planted the seeds of fallen shadows in their souls. At all times, they can clearly listen to the whispers from the Old Gods.

If it weren’t for Agatha’s quick reaction, they would have almost been directly wiped out by the attacks behind the fallen ones.

“Thank you, Archmage Agatha, if it weren’t for you…” Antonidas, the only Dalaran mage who could still maintain his sanity, looked a little dazed. Today’s blow to this old guy was really a bit big.

“I’m just more cautious.” Agatha looked at the Old Gods entrenched around the Dragon Tower, her eyes flickering. For her in another world, maintaining her own caution at all times when playing magic has become an instinct. They have a keen insight into dangerous energy.

After all, in another world, if you are a little careless, your soul and everything will no longer belong to you, and there is no chance to start over.

Looking at the Old Gods who, even from a distance, can still see their huge size, Agatha carefully felt the dangerous power that made her palpitate.

That seems to be some kind of energy specifically targeting the soul and spirit, at least with this aspect of characteristics. This made her feel moved involuntarily. For mages like them who have lived for hundreds of years and can still maintain themselves, and whose magical attainments are extremely high, they all have their own unique skills.

Gu Yi’s goes without saying, and what she, after painstaking efforts, mastered is devouring, occupying, and using the energy of others.