Duke had a kind of trance illusion, if his previous willpower was separated from two levels, his was still his, and the system spirit was still systematic, but now he felt that the dragon power of the four-colored dragon was overwhelming, like a hammer, constantly beating the subway embryo. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info uses a hammer with willpower to constantly hammer Duke's will, and at the same time, it also leads the sublimation of Duke's spiritual realm.

And sublimation, all that is needed is an opportunity.

Duke is not a native of Azeroth. He had never had a childhood where he had to deal with wolves and fish-men even in the supposedly most peaceful of the Elwyn Forest. He was just a college boy who grew up in a big city, and this lack of experience made him destined to be slightly less mentally tolerant of danger and pressure in battle. For example, he used to easily fall for the Warlock's [Fear Technique].

Duke also has his strengths.

He is a traverser who remembers the general trend.

That experience of being an outsider looking at the big picture gave him a sense of superiority that Aboriginal people would never understand.

This kind of mentality of looking down like a god as if standing at the top of the ecological chain is his trump card.

Duke was furious—

You!you!this!some!small!dragon!count!which!root!onion!?

Hum!

I'm Duke!

I'm Duke who rushed to the League Hero from scratch and sat on the throne of Commander-in-Chief!

I killed hundreds of thousands of orcs, killed so many chiefs, made a fortune with Gul'dan, and killed Duke of Deathwing Nesario!

I'm determined to use Ragnaros, the Lord of Flames, as a lighter, and Duke as an air conditioner after the Lich King's frost sorrow is broken and purified!

A unique Duke in the world!

You little dragons who only deserve to be experience points dare to yell at me?

Laugh!

Long Wei: Right?

Then don't blame me for being unkind.

System Elf, give it to me!

"Humph!"

A cold snort that seemed to be innocent suddenly had a different taste in the ears of the dragon clan.

Obviously, the magic circuit in Duke's body was already a little disordered, and the elements in the surrounding atmosphere suddenly shook as if they felt Duke's momentum.

In the blink of an eye, the elements in the space appeared in four different colors, turning into four magical knives visible to the naked eye, slashing in all directions like lightning.

At the same moment, the magical element containing some mysterious power flashed suddenly, like waves on top of the waves, pulling up a higher peak on top of the peak, bursting out with endless might!

"Ancient Dragon's Might!?" When the four magical brilliance corresponding to the four-colored dragon clan slashed in, these dragons, mainly young dragons, suddenly scattered,

They never imagined that Duke, a mere human, would be able to unleash a ferocity comparable to that of an ancient dragon!

When the blade of magic slashed at them, they had only one feeling - death.

"Oh!?" the three dragon kings on the top floor of the Dragon Sleep Temple showed surprised expressions at the same time.

Changing to the dragon ambassadors around Duke, it was almost terrifying.

"Huh-" Duke countered the magic blade that shot too quickly. It was so fast that it was almost a flash, and the strange and mysterious power contained in it was even more instantaneous.

But in the eyes of these young dragons and dragonmen, they saw something else entirely—blood immediately gushed from their necks as soon as the light corresponding to the color of their race's skin was slashed. The scales of the dragon, the skin of the dragon, and even the hardest keel, which can withstand most of the sharp weapons in the world, have been cut in half.

Their heads rose to the sky, and their bodies collapsed to the ground, the blood of the dragons staining this sacred place of dragon rest......

I...... He's dead!?

Countless dragons' necks shrank suddenly, and countless dragonmen retreated in shock, stroking their still intact necks.

Is that...... Illusion?

Although the sword made of this momentum was only fleeting, it was enough for every dragonborn to be frightened. In an instant, a trembling wave appeared in the entire Dragon Sleep Temple, which was the reflection produced by the dragons retreating one after another.

How could there be such a terrifying person, just by virtue of his momentum, so that the tens of thousands of dragons here, thousands of young dragons all had the illusion of being killed?

Just remembering that feeling just now makes them feel cold and weak!?

Every dragon, every dragonman asks himself in his heart, "Is this Duke Marcus telling us that he can kill us if he wants to?"

At this time, looking at the exaggerated scene of all dragons being suited, Crassus and the three ambassadors beside Duke showed expressions of admiration.

"It's breathtaking!"

"Congratulations. ”

"Congratulations. ”

"For humans, it's perfect. ”

Duke was a little confused: "Uh, I'm passing the test......, right? What is this?"

"It's something we've all experienced, and of course the results weren't as perfect as yours. You'll find out when you're done. Crassus continued to hold Duke's appetite: "Alright, you can now go up to the top to watch the ceremony." ”

Duke was dumbfounded.

Of course, he knew that the Dragon Sleep Temple was also divided into upper, middle and lower levels, but he didn't know that these big lizards were so cunning that they asked him to come to watch the ceremony, but he didn't say that he would go to the first floor to watch the ceremony.

It was still the fiery red fire elemental flying carpet, and Duke and his party were lifted, and slowly flew out of the temple again, flying towards the highest part of the temple in a spiral.

Finally reaching the top, Duke saw three dragon kings in human form.

Alexstrasza was the first to catch up: "You did a good job just now!"

Malygos was a little dissatisfied: "This human kid has stolen the methods of [Dragon's Soul]. ”

Nozdorm dismissed: "So what?"

Duke smiled wryly.

So what?

With the help of the platinum disc in his hand that was a fragment of the [Dragon's Soul], he systematically analyzed some of the composition principles, and even analyzed the formula similar to Long Wei. But the power of the dragon roar simulated by magic is limited, after all, he is not a real guardian dragon, and without a real dragon soul, it is naturally impossible to have the kind of terrifying power that is truly subdued by ten thousand dragons.

At best, the power he exudes is similar to that of a 10,000-year-old dragon that compares to water. It's okay to scare the scum, but it's completely ineffective against a dragon of Crassus's level.

The Red Dragon Queen puffed out her chest proudly, "Either way, Duke, the human hero who saved me from dark captivity, has proven his mettle, and he is worthy to stand here and watch Nesario's end." ”

End?

Isn't Nesario dead?

Just when Duke was a little confused, the void in the middle of the top level of the temple, which looked like a garden pavilion and was completely open, supported by several huge stone pillars, suddenly appeared the remains of Nesario! )