Neltharion himself began to lose the power to fly. His injuries were too serious, and the muscles at the root of both wings were torn, which seriously affected his ability to flap his wings.
The out-of-control elemental control made it impossible for him to exert his inexperienced wind elemental control skills. In the end, this aircraft carrier-level behemoth began to fall under the huge inertia.
"Not good!" As a hero, Jaina, who was riding on the blue dragon king Kalecgos with several other heroes, suddenly turned pale.
She was too familiar with the place where Deathwing was about to fall.
Those familiar mountains were the back mountains of Boralus where she loved to play when she was a child!
She screamed, wanting to do something, but who could stop a 10,000-ton dragon-shaped slime monster from falling?
The five dragon kings can't do it, and neither can the airships that hastily gathered around.
An unknown number of beings watched helplessly as Neltharion fell, like a war hammer, hitting the highest mountain in the north of Boralus, the capital of Kul Tiras.
"Boom"
The earth-shattering impact brought about deafening explosions, exaggerated sound waves mixed with the shock wave caused by the impact, passing over the entire Boralus area, like a level 10 tornado, sweeping across the entire area.
After that, whether it was the sturdy turrets that had been guarding Boralus for hundreds of years, the majestic city walls, or the large shipyards scattered all over the seaside, they were all smashed into pieces like children's building blocks, and exploded outwards.
It ranges from tens to hundreds of meters before it falls under the influence of gravity.
Many stones crashed into the city of Boralus, and some flew into the water of the strait...
"No! Don't go there! You bastard" Gianna almost collapsed on the spot. She didn't know that her voice was so sharp in extreme shock and anger.
She lost her temper.
But she couldn't do anything, and watched in despair as the crippled Neltharion climbed out of the huge crater created by the mountain behind Boralus.
He wants to run!
He must not be caught.
The only thing that can save him is the sea!
That is the territory of his master N'Zoth, the final salvation for this hapless dragon king who has been defeated four times!
Even though his whole body was spewing lava-like mutated dragon blood...
Even though there were hundreds of elite operators who had fallen after him, they recovered and continued to launch fierce attacks...
Even though the five dragon kings had already begun to swoop down, spraying deadly dragon king-level dragon breath towards him, causing him the freshest and cruelest injuries...
Neltharion can't care about anything!
Even though he was seriously injured and lost 90% of his life, the advantage of his size lies here. His 10% blood can be the 10,000 blood recognized by the system, and the 100% blood of an ordinary mortal is only about 100 blood.
"Master, save me"
He rolled and climbed, facing the fierce siege, and finally rolled into the city of Boralus.
At that moment, this majestic city standing in the center of the three islands of Kul Tiras shook for a moment, and then began to fall apart.
The city of Boralus is surrounded by mountains and rivers.
Most of the city is built on the slope of the rock by the sea.
Normally, deep wooden piles are enough to support the weight of the house.
This level of earthquake resistance and disaster resistance is completely unable to withstand a 'heavyweight' destroyer like Neltharion!
"No" Jaina burst into tears on the spot, her eyes were spinning, and she fainted in the arms of Kalia next to her. Kalia was so frightened that she screamed and performed several healing spells.
After several more seconds, Jaina woke up from the violent dizziness.
"My hometown..." Jaina the Black Mold Turtle burst into tears.
Deathwing's escape completely destroyed the alliance's main city, but when his left paw finally touched the seawater south of Boralus, the mutation reappeared.
An evil light suddenly spurted out from the water of the strait in the center of the three islands.
Although Neltharion's huge body flopped on a shipyard on the beach, it could no longer flop up. Only half of its body was in the water, and the lower body of the huge black dragon still remained on the shore.
But the troops have clearly seen the development of the situation.
Countless tentacles emerged from the depths of the sea floor, and the sharp tentacle heads were inserted into the tattered upper body of Deathwing like an injection. The tentacles combined with the black dragon body and began to form a huge, extremely ugly, twisted mass of flesh.
It's like countless poisonous snakes got into the skin of a black dragon.
The limbs with the characteristics of the faceless man and the muscles and internal organs of the dragon are blended together and intertwined with each other.
"Oh my God! What the hell is this?" Teresa screamed, she screamed instinctively.
And Wrathion almost had diarrhea, ah, that means a strategic bombing of pollutants was about to be launched. This guy wouldn't dare to get close to him no matter what.
Onyxia was trembling all over under McDonald's body. She turned the faucet sadly and looked at McDonald's on her back: "If I wasn't your mount, would I be like this?"
McDonald raised the corner of his mouth: "However, you are my mount, you were before, you are now, and you will be in the future."
Having said that, the disgusting scene below was just revealed in the all-channel live broadcast of the league's top executives when it was hit in the head by an extremely bright and dazzling lightning.
In an earth-shattering scream, the mass of flesh and blood that had just been combined with the wings of death completely exploded, turning into blood foam and minced meat that filled the sky, and fell into the sea water.
Everyone else was shocked by McDonald's fighting prowess.
The power of the attack just now was even greater than that of the two weak Chicken Dragon Kings.
McDonald didn't explain. Just now, it was because there were N pieces of twisted [Dragon Gun] stuck in the old dragon's body!
The material this thing is made of is one of the best conductors of electricity.
It was almost impossible to die. All these dragon-killing spears were inserted deeply into Neltharion's body, and several of them penetrated from the dragon's belly to its back.
Normally, this would have been a fatal injury long ago, and Lao Nai would never die again.
You can avoid puncture wounds, but you can't avoid this violent lightning strike.
The dragon-shooting gun can be regarded as sending the most violent thunder element directly to the depths of its body, bypassing the elemental defense of dragon scales and dragon skin.
And the attack that reaches the stomach in one step increases the power of the wind sword's lightning strike in disguise.
From the perspective of onlookers, it was McDonald who destroyed a third of the Black Dragon King with one blow!
The ‘little friends’ in Longmian Temple were all shocked.
"What are you doing standing still? Beat him to death!" McDonald shouted, and the five dragon kings immediately reacted and began to accumulate energy for their ultimate move.
At this moment, Neltharion was desperate, he was really desperate.
N'Zoth's power was still pouring into his body, but he didn't know enough!
This is not the big whirlpool in the center of the endless sea. The source of power does not lie here. A slight difference would be a thousand miles away.
With all his strength, Neltharion yelled out his curse: "McDonald's Stratholme! I curse you"
