I have to say that it is quite ruthless to act as a dragon son as a second dragon boy.
Not only is he cruel to other dragons, he is also cruel to himself.
Logically speaking, there is no reason why the four black dragons surrounding and beating a half-broken Valastraz should be so brutal.
After all, the dragon clan is generally based on blood. As the black dragon princess, Onyxia is naturally superior to Valastraz. If given some time, she can do it herself without those teasing black dragons who dance around loyal ministers.
Done.
But!
Onyxia didn't know McDonald had a system.
Since the system has counted these three funny dragons under McDonald's command, McDonald can click on the data of three 25-year-old dragons on his retina with just one thought.
Take a look, what a guy!
All of them are 80% healthy!
It looks extremely tragic, but in fact it is all flesh and skin injuries, not any muscles or bones at all!
This cannot be said that they are playing McDonald's. The main thing is that if they don't work hard and be more tragic when trading names, it will have no effect!
This time, the three of them can also say:
"I have worked hard for my master (honesty)!"
"My blood has been shed for me!"
"I am a loyal minister of heaven!"
"Ugh!" Just thinking about this scene makes McDonald feel a little sick.
Most of the black dragon clan are exquisite egoists, like Wrathion, the black dragon prince who was also quite famous in later generations. That guy is not necessarily a good dragon.
Of course, as long as McDonald can overpower Onyxia, having a group of cannon fodder dragons feels good too.
"Oh, thank you for your hard work. You performed well." Facing Onyxia, who humbly lowered her faucet head and listened to the instruction, Macdonald said this in an almost applauding tone.
Even if it was a small compliment, the three dragons and dragon-men, who seemed to be scarred and about to die in the next second, immediately raised their heads, and the dragon faces were extremely human-like.
"It is my xxx honor to serve the supreme and powerful Grand Duke Macdonken Stratholme!"
It's obvious that he has memorized the book, but he has three dragons wagging their tails together.
Please, you are dragons, not huskies!
When you first come in, you become a bitch. You are poisonous, aren't you?
Uh, Onyxia, what exactly did you teach these guys?
In the system group over there, all the badass players were laughing so hard that they almost dropped their heads.
[Guanhe 1987]: "Hahaha! Everyone of us can be a dragon knight!"
Sand sculpture players are willing to work for McDonald's largely for fun.
Can riding a dragon in the game be the same as riding a dragon in reality?
That kind of coolness cannot be described in words!
Speaking of which, this was Alexstrasza's fault. She was very picky. Last time, she only gave a few dozen baby dragons to serve as mounts for the Alliance heroes.
In recent years, the league's internal criterion for judging whether you are a hero has been whether you have a red dragon hatchling mount.
This is a dragon knight!
All the little children are crying.
Now a group of soft-headed black dragons insist on being loyal, and the elite operators are all looking at McDonald's eagerly, waiting for the boss to say something.
Macdonald...of course he does what he does best.
He turned over and jumped on the head of Onyxia, who was in dragon form. When Onyxia cooperated and lifted him to the height of three stories, he used 'King's Contempt' to overlook the three people below who had their heads lowered.
A black dragon boss!
McDonald turned his hands over and held out two swords.
"I know what you are thinking, isn't it just that this insignificant human being relies on [Devil's Soul] to suppress us?"
As soon as he finished speaking, not to mention the three people across from him, even Onyxia beneath her trembled slightly.
McDonald continued to speak calmly: "Don't make any mistake! My strength does not depend on one or a few treasures. I have killed Sargeras, the Lord of the Burning Legion, and I have killed the great demon.
Kermund, I beat Neltharion and Nefarian! If I want to, even if all of you dragons are added together, it will only be a matter of time before I kill you all."
While speaking, McDonald gently touched the guard of the two swords at his waist with his thumbs, revealing a small part of the sword.
Even so, a majestic and majestic sense of pressure swept through the surroundings, as if what was about to be stretched out was not a small sword blade, but two huge titan hands that reached the sky and the earth.
Dragons always have a special ability to sense strong people.
Can’t go wrong!
You can’t go wrong!
The dragon fangs of Deathwing, the Black Dragon King, were obviously stained with the blood of a powerful demon.
The blood on the strange-shaped long sword with a slightly earthy color was even more exaggerated. It contained not only the blood of Nefarian, but also the blood of a real Titan.
The slightly terrifying aura wafting from the two long swords already made them feel suffocated.
How terrible is this!
The peerless strong men drank their hatred under these two swords. Their extremely strong resentment lingered on the sword's edge, and was suppressed by the greater majesty and power...
Just by sensing it, these black-winged bosses couldn't think of a single thought of resistance.
Bow down and bow!
To be honest, McDonald's really didn't expect that things would go so smoothly.
As kind-hearted as he is, he really can't understand the black dragon's brain circuit.
Onyxia: I have been embarrassed and embarrassed enough. If I am not the only black dragon to be embarrassed, then I will not be so embarrassed.
All Black Wing bosses: The most embarrassing thing is the Black Dragon Orthodox Royal Family. Her Royal Highness the Princess is taking the lead in being embarrassed, so we are nothing.
As a result, the entire Blackwing Lair strategy style became like this.
Old One: Tiny but ferocious humans invaded Blackwing Lair.
The second child: The devil who can easily slay the dragon advances towards the throne.
Lao San: A usurper from an inferior race enters the battle hall.
Fourth child: Xiaomai Dangken was unstoppable and pushed all the way.
Old N: The Duke of Stratholme will defeat Chromaggus.
…
It is entirely conceivable that the final scene will be that His Majesty the King will arrive at his loyal Black Winged Throne today!
This is not an exaggeration, this battle in Black Wing Lair was really smooth.
Fermer's dragon's head hangs in the Valley of the Kings in Stormwind City.
Four bosses jumped loyal ministers.
Then even the most difficult-to-gnaw Valastraz was tied up and sent out of the Blackwing Lair, waiting for Wyrmrest Temple to send a dragon to pick up the goods.
There are really no bosses left.
The third youngest, Leshrel, is a huge black dragon beast. He is a rare die-hard who chooses to be loyal to Nefarian.
It's a pity that he can't withstand the siege of several bosses.
The dragon power of the higher-level dragons has a natural suppression on the lower-level dragons. With their hands and feet bound, they died suddenly in a few rounds.
Before killing the extremely deformed two-headed dragon named Chromaggus, the ones who caused the greatest trouble were the brain-dead dragon beasts and the black stone orcs.
McDonald deliberately reserved his strength and let elite operators deal with it.
Then a bunch of black dragon knights appeared.
They rode on the somewhat reluctant Dragon Man and charged forward bravely.
The dirty god [Free Blue Bird]: "Come on! Here comes Ollie"
The next second, an ax flew over from the opposite side, turning this guy into a headless horseman on the spot, ending [Free Blue Bird]'s sinful life.
You thought this was the end?
fart!
Today’s second life of sin will be opened for you to see immediately!
