In fact, McDonald's didn't know that [Demon's Soul] also had a special attack effect that reduced intelligence. He only remembered that in history, no dragon could touch this thing.
Even Wyrmrest Temple itself just sent a red dragon that has been napping all year round to Redridge Mountain to guard this thing.
Just shouting a few words to the Black Dragon King from a distance, McDonald felt like he was being forced to surrender his wits, and would then be defeated by Neltharion using his more proficient second-hand skills.
etc!
Something seems wrong!
Aren’t the Black Dragon family good at being old bastards?
What's going on with this Erhahua state?
If Neltharion flies low enough and Mai's physical strength is still good, then I really don't mind hitting a few more bricks on his head.
It's a pity that the damn Black Dragon King flew too high.
The corrupted version of Neltharion's body has various skin cracks. This is not a dehydrated desert skin, but a physical mutation caused by the corrosion of the mind.
Exaggerated magma dripped from its cracked skin, polluting the entire area.
And this bad situation broke out once during the Ancient War ten thousand years ago, which was a complication of his excessive use of [Demon Soul].
The excessive proximity of [Devil's Soul] will also cause his body to be torn apart. Back then, goblin craftsmen made an armor for him out of fine gold as a container for his furious power. It was made by the stone troll - Drog.
Servants of Baal were draped over his body.
Only adamantine armor can protect his body from being torn apart.
Nowadays, the platinum disc bricks are being knocked against each other. Even if McDonald does not use the power inside to stimulate Neltharion, just the constant blows are causing Neltharion's body to begin to show signs of collapse.
It's not McDonald's fault. If two giant raptors came to give the Black Dragon King one man on top of another, and then let McDonald knock bricks, maybe they would be beaten to death for ten to twenty minutes.
This disaster.
Unfortunately, McDonald's didn't wait for the four dragon kings to take action, and a giant red dragon that seemed to be of decent size rushed out of Grim Batol Fortress in a majestic and trembling manner.
Seeing the flying attitude of that guy who couldn't fly straight, McDonald's eyes widened and he thought to himself: Brother, can you do it? Could it be that your human name is 'Ludos'?
"For Her Majesty the Queen -" the red dragon roared tragically in dragon language and flew directly towards Neltharion.
Even if you don’t overestimate your abilities, you still have a clue!
Under normal circumstances, the fate of this red dragon would probably be to change its name to Yuanji, Sler, Gepi or something like that.
Miracles happen here!
"Crack!"
A swipe from the dragon's tail that was definitely not beautiful hit the black dragon's head hard. It felt like Neltharion deliberately slapped the red dragon in the face.
Of course, McDonald will not let go of this golden opportunity. The Azeroth version of [Qiankun Throw] is released again. Although throwing the gold bricks will also consume McDonald's mental power, he can't care about it.
The gold brick appeared out of thin air on the other side of Neltharion's dragon face, forming a perfect pincer attack with the red dragon's tail.
This scene is like a home run.
No, more like a hot dog, to be precise...
Not only was the face of the black dragon caught in the middle dented and deformed, but a small one-meter-long fang was severed on the spot, spinning in the air, and finally inserted diagonally into the ground.
As the red dragon turned around, it suddenly grabbed the black dragon with its claws, and just happened to catch a piece of Neltharion's breastplate.
The purpose of the adamantine breastplate has never been for defense, it was for patching. Once all the patches are torn off, the majestic Deathwing is finished.
A tail whipped the red dragon away, and he dodged without looking back.
"Human! I will remember you! Next time I will send you to the flaming hell of despair!" The powerful Zhentian Dragon roared... If he hadn't unintentionally held the dragon's tail between his legs, then he must have
It will be very impressive.
"Haha! I am Major General Macdonken Stratholme of the Alliance of Lordaeron! Deathwing, if you want to kill me, please hurry up. Human lifespan is very short! Hundreds of years pass in the blink of an eye!"
If given a choice, McDonald's would definitely not use his name.
How he wishes he could declare openly and openly that the person who tricked you just now is the famous Alsace.
It's a pity that it doesn't work, because [Devil's Soul] is bound to his soul!
Speaking of which, this is another sad story.
When [Stand-in Puppet] was used in a sneak attack, McDonald had two choices: one was to just dodge and let Neltharion succeed. But if he did this at that time, most of the four people who were left there would be killed.
Kill them all; the second is to bind the [Devil's Soul] to him through the system, so that when teleporting, this fallen artifact can be regarded as his equipment and taken away together.
MacDonald didn't know it yet, but his heroic appearance when he scared Neltharion away and announced his home happened to be seen by the foursome who had just emerged from the fortress.
Kurtaz stroked his gray beard: "I have lived for so long and met many people. I once thought that the nobles of mankind have fallen, and they spend their days being arrogant and dissolute and not doing anything serious. Unexpectedly, when the disaster strikes, they still
A small group of nobles stood up and led the people into the future with their courage and wisdom, just as their ancestors swore thousands of years ago."
Luo Ning also lamented: "What Duke Stratholme did is enough to make him a hero and be praised by bards throughout the ages."
The beautiful eyes of the two female elves were shining with light.
No one knew what they were thinking. All they could see was that their plump chests were rising and falling rapidly with excitement and could not calm down for a long time.
Here, the red dragon that had just successfully 'repelled' Deathwing flew in front of the huge Alexstrasza.
"Your Majesty the Great Queen! Your most loyal servant Talanistraz has fought off the abominable Neltharion for you..."
The red dragon's eagerness to flatter him, for some reason, reminded Mai of a term - dog licking!
After he reported his name, McDonald remembered that this guy should theoretically be the Queen's oldest spouse. It turns out that in history, after he escaped from trouble, in order to protect the Queen's heirs, he attacked Deathwing regardless of his own weak state.
Eventually he fell, and his skull was stored in the Explorer's Hall in Ironforge.
In this life, this guy has escaped disaster!
"Would you like to have some face?" The queen was actually angry. She stretched out her huge dragon claws, pressed Talanistraz's dragon head to the ground, and rubbed it a few times: "It's obviously the human hero.
Only when you hurt Neltharion can you take advantage! Don't act like you defeated Neltharion! Go apologize to me!"
"Ah! Your Majesty! My respected Majesty! I'm going right away..." The unscrupulous old red dragon really flew towards McDonald's.
McDonald is a little confused. Why does this history seem to be different from what he knows?
By the way, Talanistraz is a whole lot smaller than the Queen. Since they are spouses, wouldn't they press F to enter the tank?
Two red dragons flew over, but after Mai said something, they changed into dragon faces.
