If Nesario's face could be black, it would be as black as the bottom of a pot. Unfortunately, he was a f * cking black dragon himself! Had anyone ever seen a black dragon with a gigolo face in the form of a dragon?
Normally speaking, the larger the size of a giant, the greater the burden.
Under the influence of gravity, it was already a heavy burden to support a body that was more than ten stories high, not to mention the nutrients that a creature needed to consume every day.
For a dragon at the top of the food chain, the amount of meat that a dragon needed to eat every day was calculated in tons. Fortunately, dragons had the special trait of hibernation to reduce consumption. Otherwise, wouldn't tens of thousands of dragon mouths have eaten all the beasts in Northrend?
In a sense, when it came to size, elemental creatures were cheating. As long as there was enough mental strength to control more elements, elemental creatures could theoretically make their bodies infinitely large.
Just like the four guardians of Alkavon who could become large, they were not pure giants, but special semi-elemental lifeforms.
It was just that the flexibility of their bones and skin determined the upper limit of their bodies.
Pure elemental creatures did not have this restriction.
When Duque and Queen Sylvanas appeared in the form of a 300-meter-tall Elemental God, many guardians and wilderness demigods felt that they had let the adulterous couple off too easily.
Now that these two fellows had become the Elemental Kings, they were really amazing.
Nesario had sent two Elemental Lords to cause trouble, but now it seemed that he was more than just stupid. It was like giving a knife to them to slash themselves with. What was the difference between that and lifting a rock to smash one's penis?
"Ragnaros! Al 'Akir! You two idiots! "Even if Nesario had a good temper, he could not stand it. Besides, the Black Dragon King had always been very vengeful.
"Oh oh! Your two former allies, if there are still ghosts left, they will cry. "Duque's lips curled into a mocking smile.
With a thought, the headless Lager under Duque suddenly waved the huge Balrog Hammer and smashed it at Nesario.
This Balrog Hammer was the genuine [Sabras Balrog Ragnaros' Hand] from back then!
After Magni Bronzebeard became a demigod and became a diamond man, it was transferred to his second brother, Muradin. When Duque asked to borrow it, Muradin did not hesitate to throw it to Duque. Therefore, the power of his own Balrog God with the real Balrog Hammer was, of course, extraordinary.
"Attack! My Lager MK II-" Duque's loud roar spread throughout the Wyrmrest Shrine.
Duque was very pleased.
Men of this era all dreamed of driving a Gundam when they were young! Although he did not know which idiot said that grown men should love Zagu, Duke did not care!
I want to be the only one in the world!
In the Gundam Gund IIIs! In the Gundam, of as of Azzle!
Duke didn't like things that emitted green flames all over their bodies.
The Alliance's technology wasn't that advanced either. He had to use his Black Technology Talent to barely bring some things up to the level of World War II.
Gun… … of … of … of … of … of of of of … of … of … of … of …
The true fire elemental lord was the master of the [Hand of the Balrog]. In fact, it would be a real waste to give this hammer to Magni.
Duque knew that Magni would eventually return, but before that, he would use it first.
The dazzling flames that burst forth from the Balrog Hammer flashed with blazing light spots similar to the eruption of the sun.
The crow-god Aviena, who was flying nearby, was so frightened that her crow feathers almost fell to the ground. These were not solar spots, they were simply clusters of highly concentrated fire elements. These fireballs that were condensed to the extreme spun in mid-air, and then converged into one.
From Duque's mouth came a cold voice that did not match the surging sea of fire, "Where the Balrog Hammer points — is Purgatory!"
A blazing shadow that seemed to span the heavens and the earth swept across Neltharion's large dragon body that was so exaggerated that it occupied the entire field of vision of the powerhouses.
Deathwing suddenly let out a shrill scream, and the huge left wing that seemed to be able to cover a small town was broken in two. From the point of the break, all the broken limbs instantly turned into countless exploding fireballs, and slowly fell from mid-air.
One blow blew up the wing. This was only because Neltharion's reaction was fast enough and smart enough to dodge at the last moment. Otherwise, it would have been his dragon head that was blown up.
Even so, everyone still saw the hope of victory.
The biggest problem with being unable to do anything to Deathwing previously was his overly strong defense and regenerative ability.
In the face of the absolute destructive power created by the Giant Elemental God that Duque controlled, Brother Deathwing's regenerative ability was a joke. His wings indeed began to regenerate the moment they were destroyed. How could it be so easy to regrow limbs from burnt scars?
The highly concentrated flames of the Balrog Hammer were not something that could be bought with a single hammer. Even after the Balrog Hammer had left Dark Wing's body, it still inflicted continuous damage to it due to its terrifying Burnout property.
The powerhouses with sharp eyes could see that dragon-like limbs were constantly growing out of Deathwing's wounds, and most of them were burnt by the flames that had yet to be extinguished.
The attack power was greater than the opponent's regenerative speed, and this was the real damage.
At this time, Duque frowned. He found that the output of his Giant God of Flames, Lager, was a little insufficient.
It was not his fault, but the Wyrmrest Shrine's fault!
Alexstrasza and Onyxia helped him open the Wyrmrest Shrine's elemental port, but the problem was that the Wyrmrest Shrine was a standard Titan creation, and the total amount of a single element that could be transmitted into the shrine per unit of time was strictly limited.
Fortunately, he had a partner by his side.
"Attack! Windrunner! "Queen Sylvie raised her bow, and the headless Al 'Akir under her rushed forward.
In fact, it was not necessary to make the Giant Elemental God look like Lager or Al 'Akir. The elemental creatures had such a body shape, which was related to their elemental characteristics. After hundreds of millions of years of biological evolution and natural elimination, it was basically determined that there were only a few body shapes that were more suitable.
Moreover, he had just beaten up the other party not long ago, so he had a particularly deep impression of it, and it was easy to imitate!
The Windrunner rushed forward, and with a wave of her hand, a large Wind Blade was released. The sharp Air Blade cut into Deathwing's right wing as if it was butter, and the result was astonishing — the initial cut was very smooth, and it felt like it was going to be cut in half. When it reached the middle of the wing, it could be clearly seen that the latter half of the wing began to change color.
This was clearly the Deathwing changing its body structure, changing its elemental resistance.
Unwilling to give up, Queen Sylvie immediately ordered the headless Al 'Akir to add another Lightning Strike.
The rumbling Lightning Strike looked full of visual violence and beauty, but those who knew the ropes would know that it was useless. The charred black caused by the Lightning Strike did not spread, and the damage was the size of a basketball court.
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