Ysera and Malygos suddenly engaged in close combat, which was beyond Nesario's expectations. By the time he came back to his senses, Malygos had already bitten the dragon's neck, which was a little lower than the back of his head. At the same time, Malygos' pair of front claws also bit him. Endless magical power rushed into Neltharion's neck from his neck.
And near the Black Dragon's shoulder, Ysera was ferociously gnawing at the back of the neck, a pair of claws pressing down on the wings of Deathwing, similarly infusing the power of the Dream World at every point of contact.
At this time, Nozdormu, who was the least afraid of death, also pounced. Anyway, this guy's body was made of sand and metal. As long as the power of time contained in the dragon's body was not lost, this guy would not die. He directly gave Nesario a "warm" hug, and a big mouth of sand and stone bit towards Nesario's right chest ribs. The place that was bitten directly turned into dust and dissipated.
"Ow ow ow ow —"
Nesario struggled in vain. In his good right eye, there was only one existence — Alexstrasza, the Life Giver who restrained him the most!
Unexpectedly, what she spat out was clearly a crimson dragon breath, but visually, it looked like she was spitting out a strange green flame.
That was the color of life!
The power to awaken the earth and make thousands of flowers bloom!
A condescending dragon breath of life avoided Nozdormu's neck by a hair's breadth, and hit Nesario's left chest heavily.
The former Earth Guardian let out the loudest wail since the start of the battle. In the next moment, his dragon blood, which was almost equivalent to super-high-temperature flames, burst out from every wound on his body.
Originally, this fatal blow could at least seriously injure the two Dragon Guardians behind him.
However, Duque shouted, "Disperse!" at the critical moment. This allowed Ysera and Malygos to escape.
Nozdormu relied on his thick skin and flesh to dodge a little slower. In the end, he was shocked to find that Nesario's dragon blood had actually consumed a considerable part of his power of time.
To him, this was his life!
Nozdormu suddenly regretted it.
Neltharion, who was covered in wounds and spewing dragon blood, plummeted from the sky.
He smashed through the clouds like a comet, and crashed into the southern wall of the Rotterdam Kingdom. His massive body easily shattered the sturdy wall that even the Orcs' strongest catapults could not destroy as if it was a pile of building blocks.
The falling black dragon instantly plowed a huge ravine that was more than a hundred meters wide and more than a kilometer long on the grass between the southern city wall of Lordaeron and Lake Lordaermere.
The entire Rotterdam City seemed to be moaning in pain at this moment, and the southern city wall collapsed like dominoes, causing the ground to sink violently. This tremor was like a wave that spread in all directions. The buildings near the city walls let out the most violent explosion sounds before collapsing with a loud bang.
This scene was many times more exaggerated than a plane crash.
The falling Neltharion continued to advance southward on the wet riverbank like a raging wave. In the face of this terrifying momentum, the big tree that required two people to hug was even more fragile than a matchstick. It was easily broken and sent flying.
The fallen Neltharion chewed on the mud in embarrassment while shoveling like a bulldozer from the city wall to Lake Lordaermere. A huge wooden pier by the lake that could accommodate the largest battleship of the Alliance was directly smashed, and countless pieces of broken wood flew into the air.
Neltharion, on the other hand, crashed into the lake.
"Bang!" There was a thunderous sound.
Neltharion's fall stirred up waves that were nearly 100 meters high!
When the lake calmed down a little, the entire surface of the lake began to boil because of his ultra-high temperature, as if there was an erupting volcano at the bottom of the lake.
The four Dragon Aspects looked at each other.
The big sister, Alexstrasza, was extremely domineering. "Drag him up and continue to kill him!"
Fighting in deep water had never been a Wyvern's specialty.
Firstly, this was not a true deep sea.
Secondly, so what if the lake was more than 10 meters deep? Was the title of the King of Magic just a bluff?
Malygos's eyes widened, and his pair of vertical pupils suddenly turned blue. Countless mysterious magic runes poured down from top to bottom in his water-tank-sized pupils.
A domineering roar reverberated through the entire sky, causing the ears of everyone in Rotterdam to buzz.
"I declare — this is a world of ice!"
It was a spectacle that would be unforgettable to any witness for the rest of their lives.
It was a miracle that would be sung by every bard for thousands of years.
Originally, there was only a thin layer of crushed ice on the surface of the lake, but when a blue and white shock wave spread all the way to the horizon, the crushed ice turned into thick ice. The unparalleled cold penetrated straight to the bottom of the lake, and in a few breaths, all the water within a radius of several kilometers turned into ice.
"Explode!" It was another thunderous roar from Malygos.
"Crackle, crackle!" The lake that had turned into ice suddenly let out a violent explosion, and then all the ice fragments rose into the air in a way that defied gravity, and quickly dissipated in the terrifying winter wind.
No one could believe their eyes. Lake Lordamir, which the people of Rotterdam had seen for thousands of years, was gone. In its place was a huge, white pit, and an extremely steep cliff of ice appeared where the horizon should have been.
At the bottom of the pit near the original lake, a black dragon that was emitting high heat was moving with difficulty. No, it could already be included in the category of twitching before death.
The four cheats — oh, the four Dragon Aspects — flapped their wings and surrounded him again. East, South, North, and West all four directions were closely watching Neltharion.
"It's over! Nesario, your shameless betrayal from 10,000 years ago will finally come to an end today. "The Red Dragon Queen made a declaration of victory.
"For my spouse and my people!" Malygos was still furious.
"You, who have been destroyed in the river of time, will become my trophy!" Nozdormu announced proudly.
"Sleep forever, my brother," Ysera said calmly.
Duque interrupted, "Can you kill him quickly? I'm afraid there will be changes."
"There can't be any changes!" Malygos rudely interrupted Duque's magical transmission.
Duque, who was on the balcony of Rotterdam, curled his lips. "Then do it! I don't want to fight the same boss three times! "
After blabbering for a while, the four Dragon Aspects finally made their move.
They dismembered Nesario … and immediately realized that something was wrong.
The surrounding environment was in a trance.
Alexstrasza saw Neltharion come back from the dead and crush her eggs.
Nozdormu saw the future bronze dragons coming back to attack him and his descendants.
Malygos saw the destruction of the blue dragons once again.
The three Dragon Aspects woke up at the same time. "Ysera! What are you doing!? "
"No! It's not me — "
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