Volume One: Frostmourne Chapter 435: The Storm Is Coming
Chapter 435 The storm is coming
"Incomplete gift of liberation?" Akasha was slightly stunned, and her heart was even more horrified. "It's just that the incomplete gift of liberation is so powerful. If the master goes all out, he will definitely be able to severely damage Deathwing."
Gu Nansheng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I'm afraid it's unlikely. Even if I cut off all the meridians and fully unleash the full power of Frostmourne, I still can't break through Deathwing's defense. Don't forget that Dragon Soul is an offensive and defensive weapon.
An all-in-one artifact. During the battle in the Dark City, Nefarian was able to block my killing blow with the help of his dragon soul. Now, although my attack power has increased, Deathwing is not as powerful as Nefarian or Oni.
Keshiya can compare.”
"This..." Akasha sighed, "Are god-level experts really that powerful? Then how can the master win?"
Gu Nansheng said: "The strength gap between the god-level strongman and the seventh-level strongman is even greater than the gap between the seventh-level strongman and the sixth-level strongman. Now I can only hope that the strength of Death Wing will be greatly reduced after his resurrection."
,otherwise……"
Gu Nansheng did not continue speaking, and Akasha also remained silent. If Gu Nansheng could absorb another S-level essence, it would not be difficult to kill Deathwing, but now, they have no time...——
"Poof", a black dragon that had been drained of its essence and blood suddenly fell to the ground, splashing a large amount of light red water.
There was a continuous downpour, but the blood-stained altar became even more red under the wash of the rain.
The blood sacrifice ceremony has been going on for three days. Nearly three thousand black dragons have died in the past three days. The shriveled dragon corpses are piled up in the black water swamp, and the suffocating gray color fills the entire field of vision.
Nefarian, dressed in black, watched all this with an expressionless face, letting the rain wash away his sinister face.
"Brother... this is the last clan member..." Onyxia held on to her shaky body and struggled to finish this sentence. In the past three days, she had witnessed 3,000 clan members being whipped one by one.
Dried essence and blood, and witnessed their faces that were distorted by fear and pain gradually drying up, her tortured spirit was almost on the verge of collapse.
"I will remember the blood of three thousand tribesmen," Nefarian clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth.
"At the beginning of the resurrection, Lord Dragon God will lead my black dragon clan out of that barren and dead twisted space forever, and strive for hegemony over the entire multi-tower continent."
After Nefarian said this, he used a bone knife to cut open the incompletely healed wound on his broken arm, and bright red blood spilled onto the altar.
The blood slowly flows along the lines in the resurrection circle. Each symbol is stained with blood and emits a dazzling light. Three dragon soul fragments fly out from the circle and go straight to the center of the circle. Naifa
Li An shouted fiercely and spat out a mouthful of blood essence at the Dragon Soul Fragment. His vitality was severely injured, and he once again used his life force to forcefully activate the Dragon Soul Fragment regardless of his life.
When the blood essence meets the dragon soul, it explodes into a ball of blood mist. Then the blood mist is completely absorbed. The three dragon soul fragments shine brightly, leading the entire formation to emit a fierce blood light, soaring into the sky.
The Bone Altar began to rumble and tremble, and the blood of the three thousand black dragons in the array seemed to boil. A series of shrill dragon roars rushed out from the array, resounding throughout the world.
The sky darkened at this moment, and the dark clouds became lower. The bloody lightning that shuttled through the clouds seemed to be suddenly summoned by some kind of summons, and it fell crazily towards the altar.
"boom"
Thousands of blood thunders directly hit the center of the formation, and the altar was torn apart in the violent explosion. The earth trembled wantonly, and a wave of turbulent energy rolled and spread to all sides. The entire black water swamp set off black waves like a furious ocean.
huge*
Mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, the ground trembled and the mountains shook, and an indescribable pressure suddenly enveloped it. It felt as if the nine layers of clouds and sky collapsed in an instant, and the pressure of the world was shattered.
Nefarian and Onyxia knelt down together and fell to the ground. Tens of thousands of black dragons also knelt down, trembling all over.
"roar"
A roar that shook the soul came from the ruins of the altar, and a pair of huge black eyes suddenly appeared in the dark sky. Those eyes seemed to be connected to the space passage between the underworld and the human world, even if it was just a glance
Everyone will feel as if they are trapped in it and their mind is lost.
"Azeroth...I'm finally back." Deathwing's rich voice echoed between heaven and earth, deafening and endless.
Nefarian, whose strength was greatly weakened by "Meet God the Father," was even a little unable to withstand the pressure of Deathwing, and his voice was slightly trembling.
"See Father God," Onyxia also said. Her feelings towards her father, Deathwing, were very complicated. She never knew who her mother was. She only knew that her mother was killed by Deathwing himself.
"I have understood what happened through the blood sacrifice of the black dragon. He is just a human close to a demigod. I will handle it." Deathwing put away the three dragon souls one by one and said lightly.
After hearing this, Nefarian's eyes flashed with cruel pleasure, "Father God, I want that man's body. For some reason, that man has the blood of our dragon family, which is just right for me to take the body." Nefarian is now
His physical body was destroyed. If he could get Gu Nansheng's body, at least half of his strength could be restored.
"Do you have the blood of my dragon clan?" Deathwing groaned, seeming to be reminded of something.
"Yes."
"Could it be that he has some relationship with the other four-series dragons?" Deathwing's voice turned cold when he said this. There is irresolvable hatred between him and the other four-series dragons.
"I don't know."
"Hmph, no matter whether there are shadows of other dragons of the four series behind that man, I will crush his soul. Although my strength has not yet reached its peak, it is not far away, unless Kil'jaeden comes in person.
, otherwise no one in this universe can be my opponent.”
"Give me the order to rest here for ten days. After I have completely absorbed the flesh and blood in the altar and condensed it into a complete body, I will fight back to the Dark City and take back the dragon artifact."
Nefarian was overjoyed, "Yes, Father God"——
At the same time, in the distant continent of Northrend, thousands of frost dragons were flying high in the sky. Gu Nansheng stood like a sculpture on top of the frost dragon flying in front, looking forward expressionlessly.
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In the distance, the ice fields are vast, the snow is vast, and the endless glaciers are winding like dancing silver dragons.
"Master, we are about to fly to the sea." Akasha looked far away and said to Gu Nansheng through magic transmission.
"Well, across this sea is the long-distance teleportation array of the northwest continent. It will take another month at most to get back to the Dark City..." Gu Nansheng silently counted the time in his heart. One month later will be the time for his decisive battle...
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The busier he got at work, the more critical moments he wrote. Time was limited, so Xiao Xue had to go slower to avoid messing up the entire book.
