Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 526: Death

Duke, who watched this scene through the Magic Eye, held his forehead with his hands. These funny dragons were still blinded by hatred. If Neltharion had not been determined to vent his anger before taking action, he would have mastered the "Lying Corpse Sword Technique" long ago.

Although it makes sense that the villain died because he talked too much, from another perspective, we must also understand that when their hatred that is deeper than the sea and wider than the sky is finally successfully vented, no one would be willing to kill the opponent immediately.

They say that they took action first and then read the eulogy in a pretentious manner. That's because the hatred is not deep enough.

If you had been thinking about revenge every moment of every day for ten thousand years, you would definitely be crazier than Malygos and would be even more reluctant to kill Neltharion immediately.

When Neltharion betrayed him, Malygos led the entire blue dragon army to fight desperately. As a result, his wife was killed, and a large number of dragon sons and grandsons were all killed.

No one can stand this kind of thing.

Even if Alexstrasza wanted to act quickly, she would be stopped by Malygos.

Well, the one behind the scenes finally took action.

N'Zoth, one of the four ancient gods of Azeroth.

Of course, it was not him who did it personally, but judging from the reactions of the four dragon kings, it should be the high-born elf official who took the lead in seducing Queen Azshara ten thousand years ago, and the Nightmare King Xavius ​​of later generations.

Only he can erode the Emerald Dream controlled by Ysera and transform it into the so-called 'Emerald Nightmare' in a short period of time.

Just as Xavius ​​took action through the Emerald Nightmare, directly affecting the three guardian dragons and eroding Ysera's Emerald Dream, Neltharion, who was lying at the bottom of the lake like a corpse, suddenly moved.

Like a spring that has been compressed to the extreme, it suddenly bounces back.

A thick black lightning flashed from the bottom of the lake and shot up into the sky, seemingly heading straight for the southern horizon.

"No——" Malygos let out the most shrill roar.

Useless!

A new wave of nightmares is coming.

Even if Xavius ​​didn't know where to hide and release this move, the power of nightmare was actually quite limited. According to the abilities of several guardian dragons, at most one more wave of nightmare illusion would be ineffective. The total time was at most ten seconds.

But at this juncture, these most critical ten seconds are really too fatal.

It was enough to make the low-health Deathwing disappear without a trace.

Will I be able to find such a good opportunity to deal with him next time?

Duke couldn't imagine it.

But Duke was unwilling to give up!

The four guardian dragons are too useless, aren't they? I have planned everything with great care, even using my time-travel cheats, to set up such a perfect situation, but you can't kill Neltharion. How can I continue to cooperate with you with confidence in the future?

Unwilling!

Unwilling!

Unhappy!

But so what?

Duke was filled with frustration. Alleria noticed with pain that Duke's fingernails had dug deeply into the armrest of the sofa.

She knew that although Duke looked like he had a plan and was just about to start watching the show, he actually cared more about Deathwing's life and death than anyone else.

She could clearly feel the faint fear of Neltharion in Duke's heart.

Indeed, what does it matter if there is a one-fifth platinum disc for early warning? Deathwing's reputation for being a villain is not exaggerated. If Neltharion turns into a human form and attacks Duke again, who can guarantee that the four dragon kings will be able to provide timely support at the critical moment?

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

Everything in the secular world is just a sand castle that can be knocked down with a single push in front of this ferocious and unparalleled evil ancient dragon.

Seriously, Duke wanted Neltharion to die more than anyone else.

Alleria really didn't want to see Duke, who was pretending to be relaxed, finally immersed in pain and fear.

But, what can a mere mortal do? This is not an area that mortals can interfere with!

At this moment, Duke suddenly noticed that there was a small black dot above the airspace where Neltharion was moving.

It was a griffin.

On top of the griffin, there is a man wearing golden armor.

He held the golden book in his left hand and performed an action that he had repeated thousands of times - praying.

His armor was very different from the armor of the Lordaeron knights and the knights of any country on the continent. The right shoulder armor was a huge golden flying wing, and the right arm under the shoulder armor held an extremely heavy war hammer.

The griffin he was riding neighed in dissatisfaction, complaining that he was too heavy.

He finished his prayer and smiled at the griffin: "Big guy, after I go down, you go back by yourself. I should be dead."

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Only the utmost devotion to faith.

As he said his farewell words, the griffin seemed to sense the determination of its temporary master and let out a low hiss, as if wanting him to give up this bad idea.

But he ignored it.

Brilliant golden holy light enveloped the entire set of heavy white armor with gold edges from top to bottom. Soon, no matter whether the armor was originally white, blue or other colors, it all began to emit golden light.

He suddenly disappeared from the griffin's back.

Falling down rapidly!

His hammer, his armor, and his light merged into one, forming a dazzling golden comet.

The direction of the comet was exactly the Road that Neltharion was fleeing. If nothing unexpected happened, the two rays of light, one black and one gold, would meet in mid-air in three seconds.

No matter how seriously injured he was, Neltharion was still agile enough to dodge the paladin who jumped down from the sky to commit suicide.

But Neltharion refused to dodge.

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

Neltharion didn't dodge or evade, he just opened his mouth and bit it.

The walls of Lordaeron collapsed, and at least 100,000 people in the city witnessed this scene, and almost everyone called out the name of the Alliance hero.

"Uther!!"

This great paladin once again demonstrated his unparalleled courage to the world.

Not everyone has the courage to jump from a height of 1,000 meters!

Not everyone has the courage to face Deathwing!

Not everyone has the courage to die bravely!

He dares, because his name is - Uther!

Without any suspense, the holy light that was so bright in the eyes of humans was knocked away by Neltharion.

But he managed to gain two seconds.

Two precious seconds.

But that's not enough!

Alleria was horrified to find that the person she loved most had disappeared from her.

No one knows why Duke could teleport behind Uther in an instant.

Anyway, under the watchful eyes of the entire city's military and civilians, a huge fist made of arcane energy suddenly appeared, and with an extremely gorgeous right hook, it followed the blind spot of Neltharion's vision and hit the black dragon's ugly face.

"Neltharion! Perish!"

Neltharion felt dizzy.

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

This time, no one can save Neltharion...