Chapter 1649: Indigenous Ferociousness (Second Update)
Before Algalon could blow up his little black hole and force the strong out, everyone had already rushed out and rushed up.
Onexia once again took the lead, but Vaschi's thunder magic came first, and when a thunder snake as thick as a one-way street slammed directly into Algalon's body, the burst of violent thunder and lightning energy directly exploded the observer's grin.
It was only at this time that the black dragon princess's slam was perfectly connected and hit directly.
Instead of taking a deep breath like her signature, she used a large tail flick that was close to drifting. The entire dragon's body braked sharply fifteen meters in front of Algalon, and then the huge tail, which was as thick as the pillars of the temple, drew a golden arc of light in midair, and then smashed into Algalon's left neck.
"Woo-" Rao is Algalon, who has a special physique, and even his body is half virtual and half real, and he also suffered a big loss under the dragon tail sweep of the black dragon mm, which is full of highly concentrated flame elements.
His countenance, distorted by pain, was a good interpretation of the sorrow that should have been quite loud in his heart at this moment.
In the next moment, his entire body was smashed into the air, and the high-purity flame element that was inspired, making him look like a huge torch falling from mid-air.
The firelight illuminated the hall and reflected the faces of every Azeroth powerhouse.
Without giving him a chance to breathe at all, the Sword Emperor Viknelas stepped forward and struck a blow to the Qila Imperial Sword, which was almost an uppercut, and finally cut a deep cut in his chest.
It seemed that it was an illusory and useless opening, but the Demon Emperor Viklor, who had a spiritual connection with the Sword Emperor, pounced on it and shot a [Shadow Arrow] at the mouth at almost zero distance.
This is a demigod-level attack!
If you calculate it by the level in the game, this is at least a Shadow Arrow above level 50. It's not at all the terrifying damage that players can do at this stage.
The Demon Emperor blasted out a full blow and immediately pushed away, and there was a translucent figure in the vacated position - he was Khadgar, the Grand Master of the Demon Net under Duke's command!
With a simple spirit existence, and a spirit body to break through himself, in the case of hopeless resurrection, Khadgar concentrates on cultivation, and has authority second only to Duke in the magic net, Khadgar at this time is still superior to Gianna and Kael'thas in strength.
Without using any staff or weapon, Khadgar just like that, directly inserted his illusory arms into the big hole on Algalon's chest, and the bright purple-blue magic web veins extended from the void, as if a hundred rivers were entering the sea, directly converging on Khadgar's hands, and crashing into Algalon's body like a random mountain.
"Ahhhh
"Forgive!?" Duke's voice suddenly raised an octave, "We are not wrong, why should we be forgiven!" We protect our world while fighting the enemies of the Celestial Titans of the Pantheon. I've stabbed Sargeras, stabbed Akmund to death, booby-trapped Kil'Gardan, and the Titans who wanted to get rid of Cthun and Yogsaron were all overturned by us!
Algalon was speechless.
At this point, how could he not know that he was wrong?
If Azeroth were one of those planets with only primitive single-celled organisms, he would destroy 100 million of them without any 'native' protests. Because those creatures who only have the instinct to survive will not have any concept of 'world' at all.
Azeroth, on the other hand, is a horizon with a large number of highly intelligent creatures, and the strongest of them has evolved to rival the Guardians created by the Titans.
As an observer, Algalon characterizes the planet as heavily polluted and in need of purification and destruction based on one-sided data, ignoring the series of efforts made by the 'indigenous powerhouses and mortals', which dooms him to stand in opposition to these powerhouses.
This fight has been fought so far, can he still not know that he is going to lose?
Subconsciously, the words 'slipped away' came to his mind.
I do it when I think of it, but unfortunately, he can't do it well!
"Ho, do you want to leave so soon? If you want to go, please leave a correct evaluation of our planet first. ”
Duke's words are to do this, but to do it is another matter.
On his right hand, the [Song of Light and Shadow] erupted with the most brilliant golden holy light to date.
Duke turned into an arrow of light, and crashed into Algalon.
An even greater energy shock was produced.
At that moment, the entire observatory, Ulduar, and even the whole heaven and earth seemed to be darkened.
In the eyes of all the strong people, there was only a golden expanse that was too bright to look at.
The most dazzling golden ball of light, centered on Algalon's right shoulder, suddenly exploded in all directions.
Immediately, a dazzling golden light covered everything.
There was no roar of explosions, but there was a phenomenon of deafness that seemed to be thrown directly into a vacuum, so this sacred and brilliant golden world seemed to become quiet all of a sudden-
The blastwave of holy light swept through everything around it in an instant, and the first thing that suffered was Algalon's Activated Constellation, and these high-energy bodies directly vaporized into ashes.
Unexpectedly, none of the alliance powerhouses in the audience were affected by the golden light.
I don't know if Duke's control of power is accurate to the limit, or if this holy light will not hurt them in the first place. No one died because of it anyway.
The light gradually dissipated, and when everyone's eyesight returned to normal, they saw Algalon lying on his back like a dead dog, and Duke was stepping on Algalon's chest, and the spiral sword in Duke's right hand had a long golden light extending out. The golden light passed through Algalon's chest and began to fork. Like the veins of a tree's roots, it envelops an illusory heart that is still beating rhythmically.
"You...... What do you want to do? I'm an observer from the Pantheon...... Ahh
Everyone saw that as soon as Duke pinched his right hand, the golden light was like a claw, and it grabbed Algalon's illusory heart fiercely, causing Algalon's entire body to arch in pain.
Duke is upright, and looking at him, he is simply a collection of all the great heroes of justice throughout the ages.
Unfortunately, what he said was not the same thing at all: "We all intelligent beings in Azeroth respect the Pantheon, but that doesn't mean that we will accept unfair treatment. We only want you to revise your report and pass on the most authentic content to the Titans. ”
After all, in the mirror image of the magic that emerged above Duke's head, the great achievements of the heroic group were played one after another—the Burning Legion, the Scourge Legion, the Ancient Evil God or something.