Chapter 1257 The old tolerance has high blood pressure
The flow of time is metaphysics.
The unkind Nozdormu asked McDonald to go to work in the War of the Ancients last time, but when he came back, the time was wrong.
This time, McDonald's wasn't too worried. The time error would definitely not be big.
Otherwise, if the two idiots get back the [Dragon Soul] one year from today, wouldn't they come back to collect the corpse for Nozdormu?
What comes now is a Deathwing named [N'Zoth Power] with chicken blood.
According to the radar display and on-site video playback, it is roughly estimated that Lao Nai's body has become extremely large, and the total length is likely to exceed 300 meters.
It's not a big deal, it's already the size of a large aircraft carrier.
Think about it, an aircraft carrier flying in the sky can not only smash you in the face, but also tap dance flexibly in front of you. How sad is this feeling?
Afraid!
To be honest, anyone who is not a time traveler will be scared when they see him!
Just taking a glance at Deathwing in the magic mirror, McDonough's new mount was secretly trembling.
It's so disproportionate.
Theresa had seen the size of the McDonald's warship.
In front of those giant steel ships that are often more than two hundred meters long, these adult dragons with a body length of only two to thirty meters are already tiny.
But the latest version of Deathwing is actually bigger than them.
McDonald stomped his foot hard, attracting Theresa's attention.
"Ah! What?"
"Are you scared?"
"I……"
"What if I told you that Deathwing is dead today?"
"This..." The trembling of the beautiful blue dragon's body seemed to have eased a little...
"What if I told you that guy was like our balloon? Would you be afraid of balloons?"
Theresa suddenly calmed down.
She had seen Stratholme's Zeppelin airship. It was once the pride of the empire. As times changed, airships appeared.
These airships have lost their military use and are only used for sightseeing and regular routes in Stratholme. After all, it is obviously faster to take an airship from Hearthglen to Stratholme City.
Lan Long grinned: "Is it really that simple?"
"As a man who has personally defeated Deathwing three times, I tell you that although the process is a bit complicated, the result is this."
While McDonald was coaxing his mount, Wings finally arrived.
It is really as huge as seen in the magic mirror.
It started from a small black dot and kept getting bigger. When he was hovering in mid-air five kilometers away from Dragon Sleeping Temple, all the beings around him were shocked by his hugeness.
When the black dragon wings were fully opened, it was like a black curtain covering the sky and the earth, almost covering the entire abandoned artillery array below.
That's more than the length of two football fields put together. You said the total length is 250 meters, and McDonald also believes it.
In the sky, there is the fallen Twilight Dragon. On the ground, there are the remains of tanks and anti-aircraft guns that are still burning like torches after the explosion.
In this background filled with death and destruction, both humans and dragons opened their mouths slightly.
The once huge black dragon has become even bigger. Its pitch-black body does not need sunlight, and the magma bursting out from his wounds is sparkling. There are countless small volcanoes erupting between the scales, and the flames are dripping out.
and magma, causing the surrounding air to heat up rapidly.
He raised his head and scanned the battlefield with his cloudy yellow vertical pupils.
He is unhappy!
Although he was confident in the latest version of his buffed body, the cloud of failure made him choose the most conservative strategy and deploy so many powerful cannon fodders just to consume McDonald's combat power.
But now?
The twilight dragon group still retains a terrifying number that is enough to shock the world. Compared with before the war, it has been reduced by half. Correspondingly, the results of the battle are somewhat unsightly.
Too little!
Hundreds of various types of anti-aircraft vehicles, artillery and tanks, and at least over 10,000 soldier corpses, were scattered in the cold wasteland. To a mortal, this was the battle damage of a division.
The loss is not unbearable.
For Deathwing, who aims to destroy the world, after paying the price of thousands of twilight dragons and several powerful boss monsters, he only got such a little result, which is completely inconsistent with his imagination.
It was an ideal situation to be out of breath, with many injuries on the body, many heroes killed, and an army group crippled.
Fantasy is too far removed from reality.
This was unacceptable to Neltharion.
He immediately stared at the giant car-sized dragon's eyes, staring intently at Mai, who was riding a dragon and floating a thousand meters away.
Just the glance at her made Teresa feel short of breath, her eyes almost blacked out, and she fell down on the spot.
She could still barely stay in the air, thanks entirely to McDonald's borrowing her courage.
Yes, her 'new master' is the hero who overturned Neltharion three times!
The distance is far, but a thousand meters, which is nothing to a super dragon with a body length of less than 250 meters. In Lao Nai's opinion, as long as he snorts and spits flames from his nose, maybe he will...
Revenge was taken on the spot.
What stopped him from taking action was purely the painful experience in the past. He had 'killed' McDonald more than once. He had personally tried to pierce the heart of this strange human being and burn him to ashes, but he could not kill him.
There might not be any advantage in taking action rashly, so he had to resist his urge to kill and destroy.
McDonald raised his head and looked at the black dragon in the sky with his eyes as deep as the stars.
He suddenly laughed.
The volume of [Pojun Roar] made his heroic voice spread throughout the air.
"Neltharion, is the food in Deep Rock Island so good? I haven't seen you for a while, why have you become so fat?"
These words were full of ridicule, and everyone on the alliance side who was originally frightened suddenly felt at ease.
What is confidence!
The invincible Alliance God of War is their confidence!
Maybe the enemy is stronger.
In front of McDonald, he can only be regarded as an egg! A dragon egg!
Theresa's feet suddenly stopped shaking, her wings became sharper, and she let out a powerful roar.
This dragon roar, to Neltharion's ears, might be similar to the cry of a little milk cat, and it's cute.
What made him extremely unhappy was that his subordinates, or the traitors who had been his subordinates, including a certain rebellious boy, actually all yelled at him.
Basically, it is the international friendly greeting in dragon language.
"You scum, how dare you!?" The power of the World Destroyer is indeed awesome. The scattered terrifying psychic shock waves scared the adult dragon with weak mental strength on the spot. His wings softened, and he turned around and fell to the ground.
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However, after barely holding on, the black dragon leaders headed by Wrathion sprayed wildly.
"Neltharion, you are nothing! You are just here to deliver food to the great master McDonald."
Well, when the Black Dragon Prince said this, he was really filial.
Lao Nai's blood pressure suddenly increased. On the spot, gobs of lava squeezed out from the gaps in several pieces of elemental armor on his chest. It dripped onto the frozen snowfield and burned out big holes.
