Azeroth Trail of Light

Gruul's weak body fell from the sky and fell from a height of several thousand meters in a state of free fall. Even a real rock creature would lose most of its life, although its injuries would definitely heal quickly after touching the ground , but neither Deathwing nor Dick planned to give it a chance to escape.

The former kills it, but the latter... needs it to be a weapon!

boom

The Ogrila Heights, which had been cut in two from the center, was hit hard again. The moment Gruul hit the ground, it was like a large-yield bomb detonated underground, and the hard-hit land was blown away. Then, layers of burning soil mixed with the magma-like soil on the ground surface rushed out in all directions.

In the center of the landing point, the blazing flames seemed to be squeezed downward by an invisible big hand, and the tumbling flames were lifted to the surroundings. In an instant, the ground seemed to be shrouded in a dark storm. The stream slapped, twisted, and messed up the entire Ogrila Heights.

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At the moment when the large amount of mud storm caused by the fall subsided, a huge portal appeared around Gruul's body. The beating magic power seemed to have its own life, and it would sink the Gron's body into the mud. Wang wrapped it bit by bit, and then, in the white broken light, Gron, who sank into the mud, disappeared.

It was sent to Shadowmoon Valley, and the demon hunters who responded there would do a good job in subsequent detention. The transformation of this war behemoth will be carried out in Ulduar, and there is no other place to Guaranteed 100% suppression of this powerful extraordinary creature.

Of course, this is not the immediate priority...

Deathwing struggled to maintain his posture, and a third of his huge left wing was torn off by the dying Gruul. If he really relied on wings to fly, he would have already been flying with a very The unsightly posture was planted on the ground.

But it's not... As the king of the guardian dragon, he has more than one hundred ways to maintain his body suspended in the sky, but his wings have been abolished, and he will definitely be greatly affected whether he is flying or fighting in the air. Influenced, moreover, Deathwing endured the pain, allowing the torn wound on the wing to be slowly regenerated by those scorching crimson tentacles.

He brought his eyes into a silver lightning bolt from a distance, and moved away from Dick who had entered the battle area. In several directions around him, huge magic light swirls had appeared. From those magic light swirls leading to other places, He already smelled those familiar smells.

The sweetness of life, the tenderness of dreams, the mystery of magic, the indifference of time.

Those who used to be his brothers and sisters connected by blood, but now, they have become enemies who would rather put down their dignity, carry out an ambush, and take his life. The claws of both sides have been stained with too much hatred that cannot be forgotten And blood, let time slowly ferment, and finally turned into a cup of mellow wine called revenge.

Either poison yourself, or kill them.

Under the world of Draenor, in the hiding place that has been changed beyond recognition, one after another, familiar figures stepped out of the empty sky, either indifferent or angry, but there was no kindness and smile in them. When all the memories are torn apart, only the cold judgment remains.

Luckily though, he doesn't care...unfortunately, neither do they seem to care.

Deathwing knew that today was the time to settle accounts.

From the deceit of the Dragon Soul, to the slaughter of the Dragon War, from the imprisonment of Grim Batol, to the theft of the dragon eggs.

All these grievances and grievances that cannot be ignored have all been placed on this land already covered in gunpowder smoke. After a battle with Gruul just now, Deathwing, who was in extreme embarrassment, shook With the metal tailbone still stained with Gruul's blood, he hovered in the sky.

Ah, I'm so happy to see you again, Alexstrasza, I've been very busy since we last met...

Deathwing's eyes looked at the magnificent dragon that appeared next to Dick, whose scales were as red as flames. Her dragon horns were beautifully shaped, and there was a big purple gemstone around her neck. The red dragon queen Alex Tasa, she looked at Deathwing surrounded by dragon kings with a look beyond hatred.

She heard Deathwing's mocking voice, the voice was hoarse and deep, like steel tempered in flames, with a hint of sharpness.

But she didn't respond, and when the five dragon kings gathered again after ten thousand years, and the world manager from another world watched from the sidelines, the air around Ogrila stopped rolling at this moment.

The white clouds were fixed in place, and the blue sky became silent, without a sound of wind.

After a while, the regretful voice remembered again,

Turning your dragonlings into anencephalic deformities is a very... very painful thing to do... But don't worry, I have mercifully ended their failed lives, you came early, or you will be able to see To my favorite work... But it's nothing, kill you, use your blood to water the twilight enforcers of Azeroth, this will be a, the best, the best ending.

Deathwing opened his mouth and took a deep breath. His eyes swept across the dragon kings, and finally he saw the face distorted by hatred and anger. Berserk magic gathered around him, and Malygos was about to Staring at him with a knife-like gaze.

Nelthario snorted coldly,

What? Malygos, do you have any objections?

Hehe... No, I have no objection.

A trace of cruelty and killing intent flashed in the eyes of the old blue dragon, For a sinner who is about to lose all existence, I will be merciful to see you go crazy for the last time, your crazy words are meaningless, you are like a mouse Also hiding in this broken world for 20 years, I don't mind giving you a few more minutes.

call…

Deathwing let out a breath, and the stagnant wind around him began to flow again, but it had already turned into a scorching breath. His magma-like eyes closed slightly, and then opened again,

Only by you?

Just because you want to kill me?

Just because you want to stop the Twilight Trial of Azeroth?

You guys... are defeated!

boom

As soon as the cold voice fell, overwhelming shadowy flames emerged from around Deathwing's huge body, like a mushroom cloud that exploded completely, but the scorching flames mixed with it surged in all directions in a gesture of sweeping everything. Going out is like a blanket of flames that has been completely spread over the sky, covering everything around it profusely.

But at the next moment, golden, red, blue, green, and silver rays of light rose from five directions, like five sharp swords, cutting the oncoming flames, and from five The direction blocked the continued spread of the shadow flames.

This is just a disguise... In fact, even Deathwing himself did not expect these flames to hurt the Dragon King and that strange human being. He is the strongest guardian dragon, but he is not strong enough to fight four against one. In other words, in his current form, he still can't do this.

However, this does not mean that Deathwing is easy to deal with. The moment the flame was cut, Malygos felt his body was hit by a black shadow head-on and rolled outwards. No need to guess, from the scorching and evil temperature He can feel who it is.

The anger that the old blue dragon had suppressed for 10,000 years was completely released at this moment. The purple magic group exploded beside him and Deathwing with a speed and lethality that made people feel crazy and frightening. Space, so that the black spatial rift appeared between the two fighting dragons at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then closed again.

Oh! Die here! Deathwing!

The ten-thousand-year hatred should come to an end! I've been waiting for this day...too long!

Malygos' crystallized claws pulled out streaks of sparks on Deathwing's steel armor, while Deathwing's sharp claws tore off the scales on Malygos' body, spilling scorching dragon blood to the ground.

The blue dragon is not a giant dragon that tends to fight hand-to-hand, but driven by the hatred of killing his family and killing his wife, Malygos is not willing to retreat in this kind of battle where he does not have an advantage. He endured the pain, Opening the Dragon Kiss, it was about to bite Deathwing's neck, biting through the hard sourceium armor, and when he raised his head, a piece of steel mixed with scorching dragon blood was thrown out.

puff

The sharp metal tailbone pierced Malygos' abdomen against the violent bombardment of the blue dragon's magical power, but the old blue dragon bit the wound of Deathwing's elemental armor, He didn't let go at all, and under the control of Malygos' magic power, powerful magic energy pierced into the surface of Deathwing's armor, and with extraordinary manipulation, he dismantled the steel armor protecting his body layer by layer. open.

hiss

The sharp blade's tailbone swept downwards, entwined with scorching shadow flames. This blow almost directly sliced ​​through Malygos' stomach, but at this time, the corrosive green dragon's breath also hit Death's Malygos from behind. On the back of the wing, on the body of Malygos, who had just been pierced through the abdomen, the light of time magic also lingered.

Do you think I'll let you go? No...I'd rather drag you to die together!

Alexstrasza's almost gnashing of teeth sounded in Deathwing's ear, and the Black Dragon King was shocked. The next moment, from the connection between his left wing and his body, an unimaginable severe pain was transmitted along the nerve. into his brain.

Aww!

Alexstrasza and Ysera grabbed Deathwing's body and wings with their sharp claws, and the two dragon kings pulled the wings apart in two directions. Dick's figure was like a silver blade. Flashingly, he jumped into the battlefield where the Black Dragon King and the Blue Dragon King were fighting. He had already turned into an Angel of Order, holding the epee of Order wrapped around a silver light blade in both hands.

Amidst Anveena's joyous and uplifting cries, silver lightning flashed across the junction of Deathwing's wings and body.

puff

The black dragon's blood containing the power of chaos sprinkled profusely on the ground, the scorching temperature burned through the ground riddled with holes, and poured a layer of hot oil on the shadow flames that were about to be extinguished. The low flames surged up once again.

The red dragon queen's sharp claws grabbed a black tattered fleshy wing and threw it to the ground farther away. The red wing spread out in the air, soared for a week, and hit Deathwing head-on. Ra also took this opportunity to pull Malygos from Deathwing's claws and tailbone.

The body of the Black Dragon King has become no longer symmetrical. The pain of being torn off his left wing made him twisted in the air trying to maintain his balance, but a golden light flashed, and Nozdormu was like a battering ram. The same tail grew bigger and bigger before Deathwing's eyes.

boom

His whole body flew upside down and smashed obliquely towards the ground.

I will not allow the twilight trial I saw to come, and I will not allow the future that has gone into uncertainty to return to the track of destruction... Neltharion... If there is an end, please take your Let's die together!

Nozdormu's icy voice was accompanied by his extremely brave pounce, bringing Deathwing in mid-air, and smashed to the ground that Ogrila had completely destroyed like a meteor.

This is the first time Dick has seen the Bronze Dragon King so angry... probably because he has foreseen too many bad futures, and omniscience and omnipotence may not be a joyful thing.

boom

The ground of Ogrila was once again covered in flames and black impact storms. Perhaps today there will be a battle and victory that will surely be recorded in the annals of history, but after that, this place will only become a barren no-man's land.

Frenzied dragon fire, civil war between the most powerful creatures, as Dick said, this will be the last trouble, solve him, and the future of Azeroth will be bright... well, maybe it will be bright.

Under the silver-white hood, there was darkness, but Dick's eyes did not stay on Deathwing's body, which had been slammed into the ground. At this moment, he was in a daze. Zhiyi has fallen into a trap, this world has been corrected too much after all.

Dick, fool! Get out of the way!