Oh Malygos!
I see that you have a fierce look on your face, and your bones aren't special. You're wearing a green grassland on your head and whatnot. His wife was ridden by Arthas as a mount, and even he had to be ridden by Second Fool. So Dragon Liches and Bone Dragons aren't suitable for you.
Yes, birds! Ghost Dragon, not bad!
Green Ghost Dragon King!
High and mighty!
Go, go!
Duque had already made up his mind to get rid of Malygos in the Magic Pivot.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be fun if Malygos and Arthas merged.
After all, Malygos was also a king.
If the two kings merged and Arthas really became an Ice Dragon Knight, then the power would be too great.
One had to know that this wasn't the concept of one plus one equals two, it was equal to three, equal to four.
Although Second Fool was strong, the lack of super powerful magic skills was a hurdle that he couldn't avoid with the Death Knight template. Once Malygos fell into the trap, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Duque had to make the first move to gain the upper hand.
For the army of the Sleeping Dragon Temple, the distance of one or two hundred kilometers would only take a short while to kill.
The Magic Pivot was the Blue Dragon Army's nest in the center of the Kodara Highlands in the northwest of the Northwind Tundra.
It was surrounded by countless lightning-like arcane energy, and there were dark black ice buildings everywhere, as well as vertical icicles.
Several Ancient Blue Dragons led a small army of Blue Dragons and hung outside the Magic Pivot. In front of the incomparably huge Sleeping Dragon Coalition Army, these few hundred Blue Dragons weren't enough at all.
"Lady Alexstrasza, Lord Nozdormu, Lord Ysera, Lord Onyxia, even if you have the status of Dragon Aspect, bringing a dragon army to the Magic Pivot is still an offense to the Blue Dragon Army." The leading Ancient Dragon lowered his head slightly.
"Allegos! This is none of your business! Get Malygos to come out and see me! Otherwise, even if I have to dismantle the Magic Pivot, I will see him today! " Alexstrasza didn't fall for it at all. She didn't give the Ancient Blue Dragon any chance to play tricks.
Duque squinted at the blue dragon and chuckled in his heart. In the original history, this guy lost the competition with Karey and joined the Twilight Legion. In the end, he was stabbed in the back by Blackmore from another time and space, and his blood was used to activate the nuclear bomb, Focused Rainbow.
Right now, Duque just smiled and didn't say anything.
Half of the Blue Dragon Legion was frauds, while the other half was weaklings. Anyway, there were too many things to complain about. Duque didn't even know where to start.
On the other side, facing the aggressive Red Dragon Queen, the three Dragon Aspects, and their own traitor, Kalecgos, who was leading a group of opponents.
Even Allegos couldn't handle it!
"Alright, I'll go ask His Majesty Malygos."
Then, a drama of 'slipping away' was staged.
Damn, when it flew away, even its tail was drooping.
Originally, Duque didn't think that Malygos would come out. In Duque's imagination, anyone with a bit of brain would choose to escape directly, or even kidnap a large number of Blue Dragons to escape to the Icecrown Glacier.
But he didn't know if it was because Arthas didn't completely control Malygos, or because he simply gave a mental hint and didn't make a move.
The entire Magic Pivot suddenly shook violently.
The surrounding clouds were all shaken away by this surging Arcane energy.
After a burst of dazzling purple-blue arcane energy blossomed like a flower, a huge blue dragon flew out from the magic gate of the magic pivot.
"Roar!"
He didn't know if Malygos's high IQ was driving him, or if his soul was still stuck in the past ten thousand years ago, thinking that he was still the Lord of All Things, the Dragon Aspect that was regarded as holy by all creatures.
Anyway, being stared at by that pair of golden vertical pupils, Duque didn't feel anything. Instead, he seemed to be smiling.
Malygos opened his mouth and revealed his fangs. "Haha! My brothers and sisters! Are you also here to witness this despicable person who blasphemed the Holy Domain of Magic, the self-proclaimed demigod of the Weave, Duke Marcus, commit suicide in front of me? "
Duque … was instantly out of character.
Please forgive Duque. Even though he was the Best Actor from the first to the 26th Azeroth Dark Portal, Duque still had the urge to quit acting.
Alexstrasza wanted to say something, but Duque interrupted, "Malygos, do you recognize what this is?"
With that, Duque raised the thing in his hand high, and then Duque slowly flew towards Malygos under the support of the wind element.
"Oh?" Malygos looked at Duque coldly. He stared coldly at the thing in Duque's hand. Although he knew at first glance that he didn't recognize it, he enjoyed the feeling of looking down at the tiny Duque.
After a while, he replied slowly, "I don't recognize it! What's wrong with it? "
Duque wasn't annoyed. "This thing is called a Soul Casket. It contains the soul of the great Draenei Holy Light Teacher. Perhaps you don't know, but he was the one who fought against the two Burning Legion commanders, Archimonde and Kil 'jaeden, 25,000 years ago. He was one of the three giants of Eredar. "
"Huh?" The indifferent Malygos still didn't know what he was facing.
On the contrary, the dragon face that still looked lively had an expression of waiting to watch a show.
Seeing this, Duque didn't want to continue acting.
Duque shouted, "If you've fallen, then please accept the punishment of the Holy Light!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Soul Box suddenly emitted a brilliant golden light.
The dazzling divine radiance instantly covered the entire Magic Core Area.
It was as bright as the rising sun, but the entire Sleeping Dragon Legion and almost all the blue dragons didn't feel anything.
Holy Light was a typical holy spiritual energy.
It didn't do any harm to the righteous formation or even the neutral. Instead, those with good intentions would be encouraged and enjoy additional combat power.
99.99% of the dragons were fine.
Except for one dragon — the great King of Magic, Malygos!
"Wah — despicable humans! You … you … what did you do to me!? " The blue dragon king, which was almost half the size of a town, flapped his wings desperately. The arcane energy swirling under his wings was like illusory colorful clouds.
When the colorful clouds formed turbulence and dissipated in the air, the sparks of arcane light had already formed Arcane Missiles of different sizes.
When these highly concentrated arcane missiles landed on the ground, the entire open space in front of the Magic Core Region was bombarded by elemental missiles. There were terrifying continuous explosions everywhere.
In the sky, the giant dragons that were hovering were all stunned. Many of the giant dragons almost forgot to flap their wings and fell.
Every dragon could clearly see that there was a huge decaying wound on Malygos' chest …
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