Huh?
What?!
Since ancient times, there was no classic romance film without a love triangle.
But wasn't the style changing too quickly?
Even if it was to steal someone's love and turn it into hatred, shouldn't two men draw a line and set a date before dueling?
Why did they suddenly attack?
How did a romance film suddenly turn into a horror film?
The four guards beside Duque, who seemed to be here to deliver gifts, suddenly opened the box, and a strong flash burst out from the box.
The light from these flash bombs was controlled by the funnel-like reflective shield, and all of them shot at Lord Pristow's face, blinding him for at least a moment.
Half of the kings were dumbfounded.
Why was it half? Because the other half of the kings and their followers who were on good terms with Duque all heard Aurelia's anxious Whisper of Wind before they attacked. "Danger! Pristow is the Wings of Death! "
This sentence was stuck half a second before Duque finished speaking.
Daelin, Magni, Kael 'thas, and the others were very good at fighting. For these fellows who had stepped into the realm of heroes, half a second was enough.
Almost at the same time, Daelin pulled out his machete, Magni and the Muradin brothers activated Avatar, and Kael 'thas waved his hand to cover himself with three magic shields …
Not to mention Laing and Andoine, who were already prepared. Duque's appearance itself was the biggest signal. Almost at the moment when Duque said the words "Wings of Death," Aurelia had already grabbed Laing's collar with one hand and Andoine with the other. With the help of the Power of Storm, they rushed out of the throne room in less than half a second.
In the arena, the most crucial arena.
The four fellows who had deliberately changed their appearances had finally revealed their true forms!
The first was Sala, the Elven Druid who had her eyes closed all this time. When she suddenly opened her eyes, two extremely strange rays of light shot out from her eyes, directly into Lord Presto's body. Lord Presto's tall and sturdy body trembled on the spot.
On the other side was Legolas. In a thousandth of a second, the standard High Elf eyes turned the color of molten gold, and two vertical pupils that resembled lava balls appeared. Slender red scales appeared on her forehead like lightning.
The back of his head, which was originally empty, had many hard, long, and sharp horns, as if by magic. Her robe suddenly opened up, revealing a large piece of thick red scale armor. His arms suddenly lengthened and thickened, and a pair of incomparably sharp claws leapt out.
He struck out with both his claws at Presto, who was in the middle of the battlefield.
Not only her, but the other two guards also attacked at the same time. The bronze-skinned guy held a long-handled warhammer with a head like a crab's leg, and smashed it down. The blue-haired one suddenly pulled out a magnificent staff, and with a wave of his hand, a huge blue light shield appeared in front of all the kings.
Duque had just carried Princess Kalia, who had turned pale, into a standard princess carry, and hid within the protection of the light shield.
Everything actually happened in half a second. However, the situation changed too quickly, and no one could really control the situation.
At this moment, the dumbfounded Lord Presto, or rather, the Wing of Death, Nesario, who had been ambushed, was finally hit.
At the last moment, at the most critical moment when he was about to be killed, Nesario suddenly came to his senses. Countless years of accumulated combat experience and combat instincts allowed him to twist his body.
This allowed him to avoid the greatest crisis of death!
He had only avoided instant death.
After all, the ones who ambushed him were the Life Giver Alexstrasza, the Queen of Dreams Ysera, the King of Time Nozdormu, and the King of Magic Malygos, the four Dragon Aspects that had recovered their strength!
It had to be said that Nesario's Ultimate Transformation Spell was at the peak of perfection. He completely suppressed his power and transformed into a human that no one had seen before, isolating all possible leakage of the dragon aura and even soul fluctuations. Apart from refusing to accept any magical detection, even if Alexstrasza and Ysera were to examine him in front of him, they would not be able to detect that he was the Wing of Death.
Unfortunately, from the moment he heard the name Dawar Presto, the evil transmigrator Duque already knew that he was Nesario.
That's right, Nesario had reached the limit of this disguise game, but Duque had cheated!
He directly bypassed all the appearances and processes, and reached the result.
It was not that Nesario was not alert to Duque's four guards, but the problem was that the four Dragon Kings had used the same Ultimate Transformation Spell under Duque's instigation. They had changed their appearance and aura. In the eyes of all the mortals, the four of them were just four blond High Elves.
Unless Nesario dared to use Antonidas' level of detection magic in front of everyone, he would never be able to tell that the four of them had used almost the same magic that he had used to reject detection.
Hesitation, hesitation, disbelief, and Nesario's pride in his ability to conceal himself had finally caused him to be ambushed!
That's right! He had escaped the fate of being killed in seconds.
This did not mean that he had escaped the sneak attack of the four Dragon Kings!
Malygos' magic shield was not just for protection. This magic also turned into thousands of tiny magic needles on the ground at the same time, piercing into Nesario's legs.
If Nesario was a standard dragon, this bit of damage would not even be able to pierce through his dragon skin. The problem was that he was in the human form with the lowest defense!
In an instant, countless needle-sized lines of blood appeared on his legs.
Nozdormu's warhammer smashed into Nesario's tilted head. He did not use all of his strength, but 70% of its power caused half of Nesario's head to cave in slightly from the corner of his left eyebrow to his temple.
The most serious injury that Nesario suffered was Alexstrasza's claws. One of her claws tore apart the right side of his lower abdomen. The other claw completely penetrated his left lung, and five sharp dragon claws directly came out of his left chest. Dripping blood stained the five sharp claws.
If Nesario was just a slightly stronger mortal creature, such an injury would be enough to put him on the countdown to death.
But he was not!
He was the Wing of Death, Nesario!
The former Guardian of the Earth!
Since the ancient war ten thousand years ago, it was once the strongest Giant Dragon!
"Roar!"
At the same time, several loud dragon roars exploded in the throne room. Among them, Nethario's shrill and tragic roar was the most terrifying!
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