The scene was very chaotic, and it was a mess everywhere.
In the airspace and ground surrounding the Dragon Sleep Temple and the ancient beach, the main battlefield was naturally Duque versus Chromatus.
There was chaos all around.
On this side, there were the Pentashade Dragons of the Dragon Sleep Temple, as well as the Dragonmen and Draconians. There were also various dinosaurs and Drakes, as well as the long-range bombardment from the Alliance's flying battleships. In the sea, there were also many Naga and Murloc troops who risked being sucked into the Great Whirlpool.
On the other side, there were mainly Twilight Dragons and Twilight believers riding Twilight Dragons. On the ground, there were a large number of earth elemental creatures, biochemical bone dragons, and various mutant monsters.
They fought in the sky, on the ground, and in the sea. Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and elements collapsed.
Almost no one would notice that a guy who looked like a Death Knight turned out to be a Lich King, an existence that theoretically did not exist.
Perhaps the most sharp-eyed powerhouses would notice that it was often the higher-ups of the Alliance.
In any case, a large group of onlookers who were not of much help to the main battle only saw that Duque had used a terrifying move that combined the power of the three realms to instantly kill the enemy's seemingly very strong boss.
In this day and age, those who could attack on a large scale were all abnormal.
Those who could have abnormal destructive power were definitely big bosses. This point of view was definitely correct.
Their own big boss, Duque, had instantly killed the opponent's big boss. When else would they shout 666?
For a moment, the entire Alliance Army was seething!
"Oh oh oh! Boss is mighty! "
"Long live Duke Marcus!"
"Long live the Alliance!"
Not to mention the mortals on the distant battleships, the highly intelligent Pentashade Dragons, and even the dinosaurs and other Drakes with average intelligence instinctively roared at the sky and roared.
"Roar, roar, roar, roar —"
The roar was long and filled with savagery. Many Ancient Dragons could not help but recall the battle from 10,000 years ago.
It was the same fight against evil, and it was the same gathering of all races. The feeling of working together was great!
At this moment, Alexstrasza, who was on the top floor of the Dragon Sleep Temple, was both surprised and happy. She was happy that Duque had instantly killed the Destruction Army's backup, Chromatus.
Speaking of which, Nesario also had eight snakeheads, but Alexstrasza did not care about that kind of single-attribute snakehead. After all, no matter how strong they were, they were only strong in physical attacks. There were many ways to deal with them. However, she really did not know how to deal with Chromatus, who could gather all five elements and cause a mixed reaction just like [Giant Dragon Soul].
She imagined that if it were the five Dragon Aspects, they would probably suffer a crushing defeat.
He really didn't know how Duque defeated that monster with just one light cannon.
At this time, she did not notice that her sister Ysera's eyes were shining with a strange light …
What surprised him was that Nesario was actually so powerful. There were faint signs of him breaking through all the way here. Odour had three Guardians, four Guardians, and several Gods of the Wilderness. This kind of strength was definitely too powerful in the world.
Unfortunately, he was no match for Nesario, who used his size and regenerative abilities to act like a hooligan.
This was a situation where one person could defeat ten people with great strength.
When the opponent's body was too big, normal attacks were obviously not powerful enough.
She wanted to speed up the infusion of energy into [Colossal Dragon's Soul], but she couldn't!
How much water a bucket can hold depends on the shortest piece of wood. Onyxia had actually worked very hard. Compared to her previous sloppy self, she was many times better.
The Red Dragon Queen could completely imagine how much effort Duque had put in, and even paid a high price that she didn't know, to make this female black dragon, who didn't even seem to care about the destruction of the world, work hard.
Unfortunately, some talent and some hurdles could not be overcome by hard work.
That was inheritance.
When dragons gave birth to children, they would unknowingly imprint the way they used their power into the dragon's egg. That was the inheritance of the wisdom and power of the previous generation. Or when imparting skills, these elements would be engraved into the children's souls in the form of soul imprints.
Although Malygos was a little crazy, he had done enough to pass on the Blue Dragon Clan's inheritance.
However, when Nesario forcefully pushed Sinestra and the other female dragons, he had already gone crazy, and completely abandoned the power of the Earth Guardian. This caused this power to lose its inheritance.
Unless Onyxia found another way to use the power of the earth on her own, she would never be able to reach the height that Nesario had when he was an Earth Guardian Dragon.
For example, if the new King of Magic, Kalecgos, had 80% of the previous Blue Dragon King, then Onyxia would only have 70%.
As a basic output of power infusion, she was qualified, and her performance was still surplus.
However, in a situation where time was getting tight, she would become a fatal shortcoming if 100% of power and essence was really needed. Compared to her, Kalecgos' talent seemed to be activated, and his use of magical elements was becoming more flexible and smooth.
It seemed that Kalecgos could be improved to at least 90%.
Alexstrasza could only be anxious.
At this moment, Sal, who had been standing at the side and being stared at by several ancient dragon guards, said, "Your Majesty Onyxia doesn't seem to have a thorough understanding of the earth. If you don't mind, I hope to help the Black Dragon Queen. "
Alexstrasza still had some spare time. She turned to look at Sal. "Sal! Do you think I can trust you? "
It was not Firebird, but the majesty of the queen had a kind of power to interrogate the soul.
As the Shaman of Salvation, Sal naturally had a clear conscience. He looked at the Red Dragon Queen's fiery red eyes with a clear and fiery gaze. "My soul is trustworthy! Even if Your Majesty Alexstrasza doesn't trust me, you should at least trust His Excellency Duke Marcus who sent me here! "
Sal sighed in his heart.
This was the sorrow of having a relationship with the Dragon Sleep Temple too late. Back then, the Dragonmaw Clan's enslavement of the Red Dragon Queen and even the Red Dragon Army made it difficult for the tribe to have a good relationship with the Red Dragon Clan. It could be said that finding a starting point was too slow.
Sal had no choice but to use Duque's name.
At least Duque had asked Sal to send the Soul of the Dragon over. Arranging for him to send such an important thing proved that Duque trusted him.
Unexpectedly, Onyxia also chimed in, "Duke … said that you can trust Thrall, but don't trust the tribe so easily!"
Sal bared his teeth on the spot. He wanted to refute, but he found that what Duque said made sense. Even he himself felt that his moral integrity was above the credibility of the entire tribe.
Look at that bastard Garrus, he destroyed all the terms of cooperation with the Alliance and started a war everywhere like crazy …
Sal sighed.
"Alright! You help! "Alexstrasza finally agreed.
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