Ever since his fall, Nesario had done countless sinister things in his life. He had been a traitor, betrayed his brothers, murdered his entire family, massacred cities with dragon breath, and killed many female black dragons.
Perhaps he had thought of retribution, but he never thought that it would come from the insignificant race that he despised the most and should be erased from the entire planet — humans!
To be specific, that guy was called Duke Marcus!
Ever since he failed to control Duque with his dragon scales and caused the four Dragon Aspects to hunt him down, he hated Duque. While he was seriously injured and unable to fight, he tried to sneak into the upper echelons of the Alliance and obtain the identity of a king. It wasn't as if he didn't have the intention to trick Duque.
It was just that he really didn't think that he would be tricked instead of being tricked.
If he didn't bother to dodge Uther's attack, then Duque, who suddenly jumped out of the spatial rift behind Uther, was an attack that he couldn't dodge even if he wanted to.
As an ancient dragon king with rich combat experience, after he was temporarily blinded, he kept swinging his head to trade time for space so that his right eye could see more things. This indirectly reduced the blind spot of his left eye.
This was a very smart approach.
Even Alexstrasza couldn't completely avoid his constantly changing and omnidirectional vision, but Duque managed to do it.
The gigantic fist that was formed by countless [Arcane Blast] punched over. If it was an ordinary hook, this blow would never have hit him. It should be said that even the arm of a giant couldn't hit Nesario easily.
His unparalleled combat instincts allowed him to dodge any simple direct attack.
However, the essence of Duque's punch was magical energy. In mid-air, this hook followed the movement of Nesario's dragon head, changing directions eighteen times in less than a second.
The fist kept blasting towards the left side of his face.
"This is impossible!" Nesario screamed in despair in his heart.
The Black Dragon King knew very well that the Paladin's attack just now was harmless. However, Duque's attack was definitely different. If such a rich magical power blasted his wound, it would definitely make him dizzy and miss his last chance to escape.
"No —"
Neltharion was terrified! He was terrified!
In despair, he sent out a mysterious spiritual imprint towards a certain direction in the void. It was for the ancient god N 'Zoth, and it contained the will of Nesario's absolute submission to N' Zoth.
Unfortunately, it was like a stone sinking into the sea.
He immediately realized that Enzos would only attack once. If he couldn't seize this opportunity, he would be abandoned!
No! It shouldn't be like this!
He immediately made a second move and sent a thought to Duque.
That was not an attack. After failing to control Duque the last time, he knew very well how shocking Duque's mental defense was.
That was … begging for mercy!
"No, don't hit me! All he had to do was shift his fist a little, and I would be safe. I will be forever grateful to you. I can give you all the treasures I've accumulated for ten thousand years … "
"Alright, give me this first to show your sincerity!" Du Ke quickly sent the item he wanted back as a thought.
Nesario decisively gave it away. It wasn't his thing anyway. In the face of his life, everything else was fleeting.
After receiving the item, Duque suddenly shouted in the spiritual world.
"Neltharion, you lied to me!?"
Huh? I didn't lie to you!
Time seemed to freeze. Neltharion was dumbfounded.
Yes, he had lied to countless people. He had lied to his brothers, his spouse, his children, and his boss. He had lied to everything. Only this time, in order to show his sincerity, he had given him the real thing.
Why?
Without giving Neltharion time to react, Duque's fist had already arrived. An incomparably gorgeous purple-blue arcane energy fist landed on Neltharion's ugly face.
His face, which had already been badly mutilated by Nozdormu's hammer in his human form, was further hit by the concussive force.
Even someone as strong as Neltharion felt a violent wave of dizziness.
The body of the dragon, which was originally flying at high speed, turned its head backward and its body forward. It suddenly looked a little like an overturned tortoise. It was very funny.
How many seconds did Duque buy for the four dragons?
Three seconds? Or four seconds?
No one could tell how much it was. They only knew that it was enough!
The four Dragon Aspects were ashamed of their mistakes. They focused all their attention and spirit, and as they charged forward at high speed, they did their best to resist Savis' Incubus power.
There was no hesitation!
There was no mercy!
They risked the possibility of a final backlash and fiercely pounced forward.
The most violent one was naturally Malygos, whose wife and child had died. He accurately bit the place he had bitten before. At the spine that seemed to have been broken in half at the back of the head, she bit and wantonly released the power of magic.
Ysera and Nozdormu changed their strategy. They began to destroy Neltharion's wings with all their might.
Alexstrasza, on the other hand, attacked Neltharion's chest with all her might.
Finally, after more than 20 seconds, Neltharion let out the last and strongest scream of his life.
"Roar …"
In the next moment, Neltharion, the Wing of Death, was beheaded.
After flapping his wings dozens of times, Malygos, the King of Magic, flew higher into the sky. He then made a sudden descent and flew to the original south gate of Rotterdam in one breath.
At this moment, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians saw the huge, ugly, and hideous black dragon head on Malygos's left front claw.
"Hahahaha! Hahahahaha! Did you see that? Did you see that Nesario has finally died at the hands of me, Malygos? "Malygos' blood flowed with the thrill of revenge and satisfaction!
This pleasure turned into thousands of bubbles that rushed to his brain, almost burning it to the point of melting.
"Hahaha! The taste of successful revenge is so sweet! "
In a trance, he saw that his former partner seemed to be smiling at him in that world …
Malygos was so pleased that he actually had the thought to do a few somersaults in the air. Then, without looking back, he carried Neltharion's head and flapped his wings to fly further north.
"This guy …" Alexstrasza muttered in dissatisfaction.
Nozdormu cursed, "Bastard Malygos! He destroyed my collection! This is not a replica refined from the river of time! This is the real thing of that great traitor, Neltharion! "
Ysera laughed. "Forget it. When Malygos is done venting his anger, you can ask him for it back."
On the other side, Alexstrasza glanced at the sky below and muttered, "This kid, Duque, is in the limelight!"
Yes!
After Malygos flew away, everyone looked at the two people in the sky …
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