Duke, who watched this scene in the eyes of magic, held his forehead, and this group of teasing dragons was still carried away by hatred. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info If it weren't for the anger in his heart before he was willing to start, Nesario would have already completed the 'Lying Corpse Sword Technique'.

Although it makes sense that the villain died of talking too much, from another perspective, we must also understand that when their grudges that are deeper than the sea and wider than the sky finally have a successful catharsis, no one is willing to kill the opponent immediately.

Say that you should do it first and then pretend to read the eulogy, it is because the hatred is not deep enough.

If you had been thinking about revenge for 10,000 years, every minute and every second, you would have been even more insane than Malygos, and even more reluctant to kill Nesario at once.

When Nesario betrayed, Malygos dragged the entire Blue Dragon Legion to fight hard. As a result, his wife was killed, and a large number of dragon sons and grandsons were all wiped out.

No one can stand this kind of thing.

Even if Alexstasa wanted to hurry up, he would be stopped by Malygos.

Well, the one behind it has finally made a move.

Enzos, the four ancient gods of Azeroth.

Of course, it wasn't him personally, but judging from the reactions of the four dragon kings, it should be 10,000 years ago that he took the lead in seducing Queen Aishara's high-level elven minister, the nightmare king of the later generations, Savis.

He is the only one who can erode the Emerald Dream controlled by Ysera, transforming it into the so-called 'Emerald Nightmare' in a short period of time.

Just when Savis made a move through the Emerald Nightmare, directly affecting the three guardian dragons, plus the emerald dream that eroded Ysera, Nesario, who was paralyzed at the bottom of the lake, suddenly moved.

It's like a spring that has been pressed to the extreme, bouncing violently.

A thick black lightning bolt burst into the sky at the bottom of the lake, and it seemed as if it was going straight to the southern sky.

"No—" Malygos let out a most poignant roar.

Useless!

A new wave of nightmares has hit.

Even if Savis doesn't know where to hide to unleash this move, the Nightmare's power is actually quite limited. Depending on the abilities of a few guardian dragons, at most another wave of Nightmare Hallucinations will be ineffective. The front and back add up to 10 seconds.

But at this juncture, this most critical ten seconds is too deadly.

Enough to make the bloody Deathwing run away without a trace.

Will you find such a good opportunity to clean him up next time?

Duke couldn't have imagined.

However, Duke was not reconciled!

The four guardian dragons are too wasteful, right? Master, I have worked hard to calculate, and I have used all the plug-ins to cross and arrange such a perfect game, you can't kill Nesario, how can you let me continue to cooperate with you in the future?

Unwilling!

Unwilling!

Not angry!

But so what?

Full of grievances, silting in Duke's heart. Aurelia was saddened to notice that Duke's fingernails had dug deep into the armrests of the couch.

She knew that she didn't look at Duke looking like he was going into the theater mode after he had planned it, but in fact, Duke cared more about Deathwing's life and death than anyone else.

She could clearly feel Duke's faint fear of Nesario in her heart.

Indeed, what if you have that one-fifth platinum disc for early warning? Deathwing's 10,000-year-old murderous reputation is not blown out. In case Nesario turns into a human form and sneaks up on Duke, who can guarantee that the four dragon kings will be able to support in time at a critical time.

Even if Duke can be saved, what about Duke's relatives and friends? What about Duke's territory?

Everything in the world, in front of this fierce and unrivaled evil ancient dragon, is simply a castle of sand that can be pushed down.

Seriously, Duke definitely wants Nesario to die more than anyone else.

Aurelia really didn't want to see Duke, who pretended to be relaxed, and finally lost himself in pain and fear.

But, what can a mere mortal do? This is not a realm that mortals can meddle in!

Just then, Duke suddenly noticed a small black dot above Nesario's forward airspace.

It was a griffon.

Above the griffin, there is a man in golden armor.

He used the golden tome he held in his left hand to perform an action that he had repeated thousands of times—prayer.

His armor was very different from the armor of the knights of Lordaeron and any of the nations on the continent. Its right shoulder armor was a large golden wing, and its right arm carried an incomparably heavy war hammer.

The griffon he was riding hissed in displeasure, complaining that he was too heavy.

He finished his prayer and smiled at the griffin, "Big one, when I go down, you can go back by yourself." I'm supposed to be dead. ”

There is no fear of uneasiness about death.

There is only incomparable devotion to the faith.

With his farewell words, the griffon, as if sensing the determination of the temporary master, hissed lowly, as if trying to dispel the terrible idea.

But he ignored it.

Brilliant golden holy light came down from above, enveloping the entire set of heavy armor with gold trim on a white background, and soon, whether it was white, blue, or other colors on the armor, all began to bloom with golden light.

He suddenly disappeared from the griffon's back.

Plummeting!

His hammer, his armor, his light fused into one, forming a shining golden comet.

The direction in which the comet was heading was actually the path of Nesario's escape. If there are no accidents, the two rays of light, one black and one gold, will meet in mid-air three seconds later.

No matter how badly wounded, Nesario was agile enough to dodge the paladin who jumped from the sky and died.

But Nesario refused to dodge.

That's right!The four dragon kings can hunt down my Deathwing, and you, a small human, dare to stop me, the true overlord of the sky!?

Nesario didn't dodge or dodge, just opened his mouth and bit down.

The walls of Lordaeron fell, and at least 100,000 people in the city witnessed the scene, almost every one of them called out the name of the Alliance hero.

"Uther!!"

This great paladin once again showed the world his unparalleled courage.

Not everyone has the courage to jump from a thousand meters in the air!

Not everyone has the courage to face Deathwing!

Not everyone has the courage to die generously!

He dared, because his name was Uther!

There was no suspense, and the holy light that was incomparably bright in the eyes of humans was blown away by Nesario.

However, he managed to get two seconds.

Two precious seconds.

But it's not enough!

Aurelia is horrified to find that the person she loves most has disappeared from her side.

No one knew why Duke was able to teleport behind Uther in an instant.

Anyway, in the midst of the gaze of the military and civilians in the city, a huge fist composed of arcane energy suddenly appeared, and with an incomparably gorgeous right hook, it followed the blind spot of Nesario's vision, and hit the ugly face of the black dragon with one punch.

"Nesario - I, go, you, big!"

Nesario was dizzy.

When he came back to his senses, the four guardian dragons pounced again.

This time, no one else will be able to save Nesario...... (To be continued.) )