Originally, it was already difficult enough for the five Dragon Aspects to harmonize their powers. Everyone was very worried that Thrall would cause trouble if he interfered.
Thrall was very careful and meticulous. He did not affect Onyxia's dominance of the power of the earth at all. He was more like a tinker, gently collecting the power that Onyxia had missed out on due to her impatience. He slowly straightened them out and channeled them into the [Dragon Soul].
"This … works!"
The input of the five guardian powers increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
71% … 75% … 82% … 90% …
When it reached 90%, it was awkward. Now it was Kalecgos' turn to be unable to keep up.
At this moment, Alexstrasza suddenly received a request to enter. "Duque?"
"Alexstrasza, have my servant, Khadgar, fill in the missing part of the spell," Duke said through the magic transmission.
"Are you sure?" The queen was shocked.
"Of course, what Kalecgos lacks is not power, but the use of power. Cadgar is the core of my magic net. I can synchronize my soul with Cadgar, but I can't send a clone to the scene. After all, I still have to help you stop Nesario! "
The performance of the mortal was so dazzling that it was blinding.
First, it was Thrall who harmonized Onyxia's power, increasing the efficiency of the essence infusion. Now, Duque actually got a servant to help and even guaranteed it.
Alexstrasza's face turned red. She looked at Ysera, Nozdormu, and the other veteran Dragon Kings. "Okay!"
Cadgar, who was dressed in a magic robe, stepped out of the portal and walked over. He gently placed his hand on Kalecgos' arm. A brand new Titan Rune Magic Circle was forming behind Kalecgos and Cadgar.
The magical energy that had become unstable when it reached 90% power a moment ago suddenly stabilized at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This time, it was Kalecgos' turn to blush. He suddenly realized that Cadgar's understanding and use of the Titan Runes was actually above his. That meant that Duque's level was higher than his, the current King of Magic.
That was quite shameful.
Kalecgos was bad at fighting, but he was at least a good comrade who was dedicated to protecting the world.
With a purer temperament, he quickly calmed down and increased the power of the energy injection.
92% … 96% … 100%!
He could finally pour in all his energy.
"Duque, give us ten more minutes. No, five minutes is enough!" Alexstrasza knew that the more time they had, the more stable the situation would be. But she really couldn't bear to put all the pressure on Duque's shoulders. This was irresponsible to their allies, as well as shaming the Dragon Slumber God Palace.
She also discovered that with the addition of Khadgar and Saar, the Magic and Earth Domains had become more stable. If Kalecgos and Onyxia's draconic bodies could withstand it, she could try to inject them with around 120% of the power.
This was an overload. If the situation fell into a dangerous situation, she would have to do this.
At this time, the middle hall of the Dragon Slumber Shrine had already been smashed into smithereens.
The smaller the space, the stronger the strengthened Brother Dark Wing.
"Hahaha!" Deathwing sprinted at high speed. Even though he was gliding at a low altitude close to the surface of the hall, it caused chaos in the surroundings.
The smaller God of the Wilderness had to dodge desperately, but the four guardians who had grown in size couldn't keep up with Brother Dark Wing's agile movements. This allowed Nesario to often gain an overwhelming advantage in certain areas.
This time, he grabbed the Frost Guardian Hodier with one claw and completely ignored the cold air coming from the other party. Then, he slammed Hodier into the wall of the temple like a club. While he smashed the other party into a daze, a few knuckles of his left front claw were broken.
It didn't matter. The frozen limbs would collapse on their own later. Anyway, they could just regenerate.
He didn't have a chance to finish off Hodier completely because he was a large giant who was hot on his heels. As soon as he leaped into the air, Deathwing made a 180-degree turn in the air that did not match his huge body size. The next second, he catapulted like a cannonball towards the Guardian of Life, Freya.
Deathwing couldn't forget to finish off this female giant.
Unfortunately, before he could touch Freya, he had to suffer a rather painful thunderbolt from Torim. The right side of his dragon head was charred black, and even half of his sefirot metal chin was charred.
He didn't care.
In mid-air, he did a standard S-shaped snake maneuver, allowing him to avoid the two big, stupid bear demigods.
This time, he aimed at the Wolf God Goldring.
Goldring was indeed very fast. He could use his dexterity in mid-air to step on the air wall and even use the wind pressure to change directions to escape.
But that didn't change the fact that he was just a "small wolf" that was only a few meters long.
When Nesario saw the opportunity, he turned around and gave an earth-shattering flap of his dragon wings. Goldring finally fell for it.
"Howl —" The snow-white wolf silhouette with a hint of blue flew far away like a home run.
At this moment, Nesario's dragon tail, which was close to his body, was suddenly hit by a hammer.
A blazing hammer!
It was as if a tornado was swirling up a violent flame!
That kind of terrifying heat that seemed to be able to burn everything in the world was no stranger to Nesario. In his recent memory, he still remembered that he had experienced it himself.
He turned his snake-like neck in bewilderment and looked behind him.
"Lager … Duque!?"
Deathwing's dragon eyes widened in disbelief.
Not to mention that he didn't believe it, many of the Gods of the Wilderness who had participated in the war in the Land of Fire subconsciously assumed a defensive posture.
If one only looked at the scene from afar, anyone would think that the guy who appeared out of thin air in the middle of the Wyrmrest Shrine, with a flaming lower body, an inverted triangular upper body, and a pair of huge, thick, flaming arms holding a huge Balrog Hammer, was the former Fire Demon King, Ragnaros.
Unfortunately, the place where Sir Lager's head was supposed to be was replaced by something else.
The irascible horned head and lava skull face was gone, and in its place was a throne made of flames. Who else could it be but Duke Marcus who was watching the show with his legs crossed and one hand holding his chin?
"Yo!" Duque raised his palm and looked like he was swearing. "Sorry! It's the Duke Marcus who plotted to kill you in Lordaeron back then! "
"You!" If Deathwing's lungs were still used for breathing, he would most likely explode in anger on the spot.
He did not care about the life and death of Ragnaros and Al 'Akir. These two Elemental Lords were originally used by N 'Zoth to assist him in causing trouble, so it didn't matter if they died. What he cared about was that the other party actually used the bodies of his subordinates to deal with him!
Next, another enlarged replica of Al 'Akir appeared. Of course, his head was replaced with Cirvanas'.
"Hey! What do you think of our [Elemental Body]? "
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