Returning to the present, when Duque assumed the posture of an onlooker, he happened to run into the four dragons who had recovered their strength and were fighting each other.
Mm-hmm, it would be perfect if there were kebabs or hotpot at this time.
That was what Duque thought.
Duque casually asked Gavin Rad, "Say, do you think Nesario would feel f * cked when he suddenly found out that his old opponent had regained his strength?"
It was the first time the Paladin had heard the word "f * cked". The word was so vivid that it made him look like he was constipated.
"Ah! The mating of a dragon and a dog! Will a new species called a dragon dog be born? "Rhonin thought very seriously.
"Pfft!" Sasha was already laughing.
What dragon dog? It was clearly Duque teasing Nesario.
Duque squinted his eyes and looked at the dragon king who had been beaten like a dog in the air. He felt great!
The word "f * cked" wasn't enough to describe Nesario's current mood.
Wings of Death was indeed suffering. His current situation was like a person teasing a few puppies. At first, he thought that the other party was just a few huskies, but then he realized that they weren't huskies.
If it wasn't a dog but a wolf, then forget it. In the end, he realized that the other party had skipped the level of a wolf and went straight to the level of a three-headed hellhound.
Wings of Death found that he was being attacked by four types of elemental powers that were almost unfamiliar to him. In the past, when he fought these opponents, it was like he was beating up their illusions. Every move had a gorgeous appearance, but it couldn't cause any substantial damage to him.
Now it was completely different. He was facing the full force of the four dragons, and their strength was comparable to his — one hit would be very painful, two at the same time would be injured, three at the same time would be seriously injured, and four at the same time would really make him kneel!
Nesario was shocked to find that he couldn't resist the combined attack of the four dragons at all.
Low-level and low-density magical elements couldn't possibly impact the denser high-level magical elements, so the frost or fire elemental magic that Malygos had blasted at him couldn't shake him at all. The only thing that was more effective was the cloud that Malygos had brought that made him feel a little suffocated. This kind of auxiliary magic that wrapped around his throat and nostrils made him quite angry.
What about now? The attacks from Malygos tended to be more direct. The Dragon Queen of Malygos had died at the hands of Neltharion back then, so the Blue Dragon King was furious to the extreme. The attack power of this crazy dragon was almost on par with his.
Countless icicles with electricity shot towards Nesario from all directions, and the heat and cold descended on the Black Dragon King at the same time. Although the Enchanted Plate Armor embedded in the Black Dragon Skin could eliminate most of the violent magic storm, it did not mean that the Deathwing could rest easy.
That was because the enchanted plate armor was beginning to loosen. Once the plate armor fell off his body, his body would collapse before the other dragons could attack him.
Previously, Nozdormu could only speed up the passage of time on Deathwing's body, making him endure the torture of years and slightly drawing away his power.
Now?
Nozdormu unleashed the Quicksand of Time on him, continuously stealing the vitality of Deathwing. Deathwing felt weak all over, and the bones in his body stiffened. The most terrifying thing was that even his thinking had become slow.
If it was before, Deathwing could stir up the Chaotic Power in his body and evaporate the quicksand completely before these effects caused permanent damage.
But now, Deathwing panicked to find that if he allowed Nozdormu's Time Power to work endlessly, he would be running in the direction of idiocy, never to return.
However, for Deathwing, among the four enemies, the most cunning and dangerous one was Ysera.
Previously, Neltharion, who had already trained multiple Dragon Traits under the Whispers of the Ancient God Enzos, could easily sweep away the dreams that Ysera had created in his mind.
At this time, under the attacks of Malygos and Nozdormu, his energy had been seriously scattered. Relatively, his resistance to the mental domain had also decreased a lot. Ysera could easily invade his mind and lead him to the most terrifying nightmare.
He seemed to have realized that the nightmares he had created previously were not effective, because this terrifying ancient dragon had seen countless horrors, bloodshed, and cruelty. It was not an easy task to disturb his mind. This time, Ysera provided some more absurd nightmares to Deathwing according to the script provided by Du.
Although he was in the middle of a fierce battle, Neltharion was daydreaming.
"I — I'm a dairy, my name is Leo! I'm a single dog (dragon). My wife ran away, and I don't know where my children, Lian and Cia, have gone. As the Double 11 is coming, I have nowhere to go, so I can only go on Taobao at home. "
"Ah! I'm so lonely! I really want to get drunk and forget all my worries! "
"Hey! I only bought two bottles of wine, why did my pair of claws get chopped off? Is this the so-called 'chopping off your hands on Taobao'? "
Although he knew that it was a dream, this absurd and incomprehensible dream involved too much of Neltharion's mind. When he came back to his senses, he found that Alexstrasza had already attacked him with a fierce spell that even he did not expect.
"Ahh-" Neltharion screamed.
Even his fine gold armor could not mitigate the terrible impact of this attack. Deathwing immediately released a powerful shield to resist, but he was already injured. His body endured pain that he had not experienced for decades.
Just as he was about to fight back, the daydream came again. This time, he turned into a black dog.
"My name is Black Goudan. My beloved Xiao Hua has eloped with the old Wang dog next door."
"I'm so sad!"
"Master Enzos is so unscrupulous. He even fed me expired dog food."
"Woo woo woo!"
Neltharion had no time to react to what was going on. The pain came again. When he came back to his senses, he was shocked to find that a huge piece of plate armor on his chest had been torn off by the Red Dragon.
The pain of the wound itself was bearable, but what frightened him the most was that he suddenly found that his body was showing signs of cracking again.
At this time, Alexstrasza flew in front of him like a goddess of vengeance. She glared at Deathwing, but there was still a trace of pity in her eyes.
"You have to pay for your conspiracy and betrayal! You will experience all the pain that I have experienced, Black Dragon. Let's see if you can feel better than me. "
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