Nezario's words immediately made the hearts of the five Dragon Aspects at the top of the Dragon Sleep Shrine jump.
Nezario was already so fierce, and he still had a backup plan?
Even Alexstrasza could not help but glance at her brother, Nozdormu, who was always expressionless, as if she wanted to see something from the face of the Dragon King who never revealed the direction of the future and was in charge of time.
Who knew that even Nozdormu himself was shocked.
The river of fate must have changed direction greatly.
An existence that could be regarded as a trump card by Nezario would definitely be earth-shattering once it appeared. Even Nozdormu himself could not figure out what else could have such an effect.
"Duque hasn't made a move yet!" Onyxia said with absolute certainty.
She seemed to be stubborn, but it was more of a firm belief that had been cultivated over a long period of time. Although the initial foundation was just a pitiful relationship between a master and a mount that could be abandoned at any time, as time passed, this belief became more and more unbreakable.
"Yes! Let's just focus on the infusion of Energy Essence! "Alexstrasza shouted," By the way, can we increase the input power a little? "
"Let's try!" The four Dragon Kings nodded in unison.
The fierce battle on the first floor of the Dragon Sleep Shrine continued, but more and more dragons turned their attention to the new big whirlpool, because a long, earth-shattering roar announced the appearance of a new boss!
There was a pulse from the earth, which was the elemental power from the Earth Elemental Realm.
In the sea to the south of the Dragonbone Wilderness, the ancient beach that had once been swallowed by the big whirlpool rose again, and the surrounding seawater that was originally flowing clockwise became turbulent. More elemental fluctuations came, and finally converged on the throne-like stone platform that rose from the bottom of the sea.
It was a huge dragon corpse.
Just seeing the dragon corpse in the magic mirror made the big shots of the allied forces feel that they could not calm down.
Because the dragon corpse had five colors — red, blue, green, black, and bronze, which corresponded to the Five-Color Dragon Race. Five dragon heads, five colors, spread all the way to the chest before they were haphazardly pieced together.
"Ah!" On the retreating HMS Bismarck, Jaina, who saw this scene, let out a scream. The next second, she called out again, but this time in a pleasantly surprised voice, "Duque, you're back!"
That's right, Duque, who had been hiding, stepped out of the portal.
"Yes, I'm back."
At this moment, more than half of the mages in the world knew about Duque's return. That extremely powerful divine will was connected to the weave, signifying the arrival of the Master of the Weave.
"Everyone, you've worked hard. His Majesty Windrunner and I have returned. Leave the rest to us, "Duque announced to the Alliance and even the entire Long Sleep Temple's communication network.
This was a reassuring pill that immediately suppressed the wavering morale of the allied army.
"What the hell is that?" Jaina pointed at the colorful dragon carcass that looked like a salted fish on the screen.
Duque bared his teeth. He wanted to say the answer, but he realized that it was wrong. He could only smile bitterly. "At least I know that the black dragon head is Nefarian!"
At this time, there were more than a dozen magic mirrors around Duque, and the big shots of the Alliance who were qualified to attend the throne meeting were listening. When they heard this answer, everyone felt a chill.
It was not their fault. Anyone who looked at another race without common sense would have face blindness. Black Dragons all looked the same. Who would have thought that not only did Nesario transform into a Dragon of Death, but he also caused his wife to die twice and his eldest son to come back to life again?
Vashj, who was commanding the battle, shuddered. Then, she snapped her fingers with one of her arms, and a female Naga swam over from the side.
"That Rascio's corpse from last time … Grind it into powder later! Remember, grind it fine! Then give it to the dwarves in Iron Furnace Castle to forge warhammers or something. I guess they like to produce a batch of standard Black Dragon Prince warhammers, "Vashj instructed.
In the video brought by the optical telescope and the Mage's Eye, more energy poured into the colorful corpse that was now beginning to come to life.
With every passing moment, everyone felt that the monster was becoming stronger.
His other limbs also began to twitch. One by one, the ugly heads were raised. Like the tentacles of a giant sea creature, they moved up and down, looked around, and opened their bloody mouths.
All ten eyes were open, and they were the same color, which contrasted sharply with the rest of his body. Every pair of eyes flashed with a dazzling purple.
They were alive, moving, and even talking, but this colorful dragon was broken to the extreme. Bones could be seen in some places. The scales had fallen off, revealing healthy and withered skin. Something seemed to be missing from each head: an ear, an eye that was oozing pus …
"Damn it, why do I feel like we're fighting the Lich King's Scourge Legion?" Gavinrad smiled bitterly. Next to him, Tirion Fordring slapped the back of his old friend's head.
Well, the Lich King was no longer a derogatory term.
On the beach, all the mouths of the colorful corpse dragon that stood up opened in unison and let out the same voice —
"I am Kromathus, the creation of the great dragon scientist Nefarian! The Twilight of the Dragon King that ends all the glory of the Dragon King! Bastards who sit on the highest throne in the Dragonslaught Temple! Are you ready to accept your doom? "
The Twilight Domain on every Twilight Dragon would resonate with this voice in a strange way, allowing the voice to spread far and wide. The voice instantly spread across the entire Dragonbone Waste.
On the top floor of the temple, Alexstrasza and the other dragon kings were trembling.
It was from anger!
Of course, they knew about the existence of the colorful dragons — they were monsters stitched together from the parts of the five major dragon races.
After Duque conquered what used to be Blackwing's Nest, he sent an official report to Alexstrasza as the commander of the Alliance.
The report said that the colorful dragons were all dead.
But it was obvious that this strange colorful dragon was a strange existence between the living and the dead.
Because Nefarian was definitely dead, but the Blue Dragon's head next to him should be alive. Alexstrasza recognized him. That guy was Aregos, the son of the former Blue Dragon King Malygos.
On the other side, not to mention Alexstrasza, even Du Mouke was dumbfounded when he saw that the Blue Dragon's dragon head was Aregos!
As an old player and a transmigrator, he could not miss the most important storyline in the cataclysm, the birth of two divine artifacts.
One of them was the divine artifact staff [Dragon's Wrath, Teregossa's Soul Staff]!
When he was a player, Duque would definitely be happy to get his hands on this divine artifact staff.
After transmigrating, Duque could not do this because the blue dragon girl, Teregossa, was still alive and kicking!
If it wasn't for Aregos, Teregosa wouldn't have died!
That was the point!
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