"Impossible? Why is it impossible? " Duque sneered and said something that Chairman Ke did not understand. "Idiot, not everyone can win Tianji's horse race!"
It had to be said that Kel 'Thuzad was very creative. He wanted to use a new move to deal with Duque's companions while using cannon fodder to stall for time.
But so what?
Hundreds and thousands of elites rushed out from the corridor, all using their strongest combat skills and ultimate magic. However, these elite monsters, who could slaughter a village or a town on their own in the outside world, were like ants in front of Duque and Onyxia!
Once the sea of fire arrived, everything collapsed.
There was no blood, only complete destruction.
These hundreds and thousands of powerful undead creatures could not stop Duque at all and were destroyed in the blink of an eye.
Three Frost Bone Dragons pounced over with their fangs and claws bared. They seemed to still have the great ferocity they had when they were alive, and even the earth trembled. Without a doubt, these three Bone Dragons had been blessed by Sindagosa's special secret technique.
"Bang!" At this moment, Onyxia's left claw stepped out and instantly made a magnificent 360-degree turn that did not match her huge body.
Normally, dragons would rarely make such a fancy attack.
As Duque's mount, as a demigod dragon connected to Duque's soul, Onyxia could clearly see a wave-like arc. The long and sturdy dragon tail was like the largest meteor hammer in the world. With unparalleled power and prestige, it swept over.
The black dragon silhouettes seemed to have split the space apart. With a flash of black light, a violent whistling sound was heard, followed by three consecutive explosions. The heads of the three Ice Frost Bone Dragons instantly exploded.
This scene was many times more exciting than a bowling ball!
So what if he had been blessed by Sindagosa?
So what if he had been an ancient dragon?
Unless it was Sindagosa himself, any dragon below the Dragon King that had become a Bone Dragon would not be able to gain the favor of Onyxia and Duque when they were almost one with each other.
"Roar roar …" Even Onyxia was pleasantly surprised by such a hearty attack. She couldn't help but stretch her neck and roar.
The raging flames and the holy aura around Duke's body caused the souls of almost every undead creature that he and Oni destroyed to perish. Their combination was like the most ferocious weapon in the world, seemingly capable of slaughtering gods and devils!
Kel 'Thuzad's plan worked, but he also miscalculated.
As someone who had been suppressed from the beginning to the end, he clearly understood his position. Perhaps before Naxxramas fell into the Temple of Ahn 'Qiraj, he still had a chance to win against Duque. After their own side was forcefully weakened by Duque, whether it was the loss of a leader or the loss of magic reserves, Naxxramas' combat power had fallen to a dangerous level.
When Duque stole control of the fortress and trapped him and Sapphiron, he knew that it was only a matter of time before the leaders of the last three zones were destroyed.
This was a last-ditch struggle, but it was also a last-ditch effort.
Kel 'Thuzad had no choice but to take the risk and play a game of high-level horses against low-level horses. He tried to use cannon fodder to stall for time and win in the [Undead Fantasy], thus turning the tables.
Unfortunately, he ran into Duque. In a few moments, the system genie scanned that the magic supporting the defense system was not Kel 'Thuzad's magic. If one had to say something, it was that Kel 'Thuzad used the souls stored in Naxxramas as fuel to supply the undead army to besiege Duque.
Duque seemed to be using his own magic to crazily output, but in fact, most of the fireballs were hitting the magic nodes of the defense system in the corridor.
When Kel 'Thuzad poured all his magic into the Undead Fantasy, there was the unstoppable scene of Duque and his dragon.
Not long after, Duque had already killed his way to the hall where Kel 'Thuzad was.
On the north side of the hall, the half-crippled Sapphire curled up its body and surrounded Kel 'Thuzad, making a defensive posture.
Kel 'Thuzad seemed to be unable to suppress his anger. He raised a blood-red scroll high up.
"Bastard! Bastard! You forced me! You forced me – Duke Marcus! I've changed my mind – I'll make you pay the most terrible price! Eternally – "
This was a dragonskin contract filled with darkness and coldness.
Even a hundred meters away, one could clearly feel the cold aura overflowing from it, and one could faintly hear the cries of thousands of wronged souls.
The system genie's analysis made Duque's heart skip a beat.
"After scanning, the contract has the blood of Great Chieftain Ner 'zhul."
Great Chieftain Ner 'zhul?
Wasn't that after the end of World War II at the Dark Portal?
Before that big explosion, Ner 'zhul was still a dignified Great Chieftain, a living person with flesh and blood.
Duque only knew that according to the original history, Ner 'zhul was captured by Kil' jaeden and tortured to his heart's content. Not only did he lose his life, but even his soul was compressed and packed into an ice skeleton.
He did not expect that there was a soul contract forged with the blood of his True Beast.
Under the system's scan, Duque could clearly see that this contract, which was written in the Eredar language, only had half of it left.
However, this was not a problem for Duque, who was proficient in the Eredar language. In less than a hundredth of a second, a complete contract appeared on Duque's retina.
"This is …"
Yes, this was the soul contract that Kil 'jaeden forced Ner' zhul to sign. It was branded with the Great Chieftain's True Beast oath.
Ner 'zhul swore eternal loyalty to the Burning Legion, and the words were branded on it.
It could be said that this contract was the basis for Kil 'jaeden to send Ner' zhul, who had become a Lich King, to Azeroth to cause trouble.
This contract contained the strongest laws of Eredar and the will of countless Void Lords to help suppress it. There was also Kil 'jaeden's four-fingered handprint on it. In theory, if Ner' zhul tried to break free from the contract, this demonic handprint would cross space and time to teach Ner 'zhul a lesson.
There were many harsh terms on the blood contract. Even if the contract had already expired, Duque felt suffocated just by looking at it. He could not help but tremble.
Damn, it seemed that a guy called "Infernal Affairs" had broken free from the soul contract of the Burning Legion. After destroying the largest fortress in the Twisting Nether, the Burning Legion's strictness towards the soul contract had reached a peak.
According to this contract, if Ner 'zhul disobeyed Kil' jaeden's orders, 99% of his soul would receive the most terrible revenge.
Fortunately, the remaining 1% would only be used to witness his eternal pain.
However, Ner 'zhul still chose to rebel. At the cost of his own soul being split, his soul being infinitely diluted, and even losing himself …
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