In the annual selection of tragic figures, Mr. Ke is probably going to be on the list.
I finally managed to get a giant toy to buy time, but ended up summoning a black dragon to the alliance and it was over in seconds.
It took less than half a minute, but it was useless.
What's more, Onyxia's entry means that it will bring more disadvantages.
Mr. Ke's eyes flashed with ghostly fire, and he tried to make another plan when it failed: Can Onyxia's huge size be used to make a fuss?
Outside in Sapphiron's lair, there is barely enough space for the giant dragon to fight. In this palace, which is only 10,000 square meters, it is obviously too small for Onyxia to perform. She may step on her if she moves casually.
to one's own people.
Black Dragon Princess, the combat power in the dragon form is undoubtedly super strong, but not in the human form. Although it is fleshy enough, the three dragon axes that the dragon relies on for survival, such as dragon wing slap, dragon tail sweep and so on.
No, unless Onyxia can completely switch to magic like Krasus, she will be using her shortcomings to compete with her enemy's strengths.
Unexpectedly, after seeing her defeat the Skeleton Dragon Demon, McDonald said rudely: "That's enough. Get out!"
These words were extremely harsh to Kel'Thuzad's ears.
What do you think of the noble dragon? Even if I resurrected Sindragosa and Sapphiron and controlled them at the soul level, I would not dare to scold these with only bones in such a condescending tone.
A dead dragon can only be served in a friendly manner.
Yes, the dignity of the dragon clan is such a troublesome thing!
Even if you lose your face after you die, you still have to lose face!
Unexpectedly...
"Okay, Master!" Onyxia said the most cowardly words in the richest, most mysterious, and most terrifying dragon language. Not to mention arguments and protests, this guy carried out orders almost without thinking, even without thinking.
Ming felt that she felt a faint... secret joy at the master's rude order!
In front of the warring enemy and ourselves, she quickly activated the ultimate transformation technique and transformed into that petite human woman again. Then she ran out of the hall wearing high heels and holding up the skirt of a gorgeous evening dress that was incompatible with the battlefield.
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It may seem that the stride length is small, but the advantage is that the stepping frequency is fast, which gives people a wonderful feeling of "chicken running fast".
That way, it felt like even if McDonald were to kick her in the butt, she wouldn't resist at all.
Kel'Thuzad: "..."
You yo, this Black Dragon Princess, isn’t it a shame to the Dragon Clan?
Where is the promised dignity of the dragon clan?
This is unreasonable!
Gan! If I have a chance, I will make you into a bone dragon!
Well, in history, this miserable female dragon turned into a corpse dragon, but not for the Scourge.
No one knows what will happen in the future, everyone only knows that Kel'Thuzad must be destroyed.
As the saying goes: Defeat is like a mountain falling, and there is no way to survive!
Before Mr. Ke sneaks into the Shadow Realm and changes his boss, his current boss, the Evil Demon King, is destined to be unable to save him.
The alliance's offensive became increasingly fierce.
Dozens of arcs of light swayed around Varian, each of which was an extremely destructive glow of the divine sword.
The young king's expression became more and more fierce, and while he kept attacking wildly, he did not forget to ask the answer he wanted to know most: "Tell me - where did you capture Uncle Anduin Lothar!?"
"Hahaha! No one can resist the power of death! Of course he... became the most loyal servant of His Majesty the Great Lich King!"
Alas, Mr. Ke, he is always tormenting his master. Even if he is about to be thrown into the street, he still does not forget to torture the hearts of the heroes, as if he wants to earn back the missed opportunity with Alsace.
"Calm down, Varian! Don't fall into his conspiracy!" Fortunately, Magni's shouting was still effective: "Even if this bastard who has been damned ten thousand times doesn't say anything, we can still fight through Northrend, and in Icecrown
Bastion find out for yourself!"
McDonald struck while the iron was hot: "The Stratholme Navy is ready!"
The enemy's despicableness and the ally's frankness were in sharp contrast. Perhaps because of the whipping, Gorosh's soul did not overly affect Varian, and he finally came to his senses.
He paid close attention to the preparations made by the Alliance for the Northern Expedition in recent years, whether it was the large number of steel warships that were built like dumplings, or the increasingly full warehouses of winter clothes and various military supplies.
Since the despicable big lich in front of you won't say anything, then just do what your allies advise you to do.
Varian kept his hands on, and the sword edge drew deep marks on the archlich's ribs and armor. At the same time, he gave the archlich a sharp look: "If you don't say anything, or you are talking nonsense, it doesn't matter! I will.
Cut off the Lich King's head yourself, grind all his bones into powder, soak it in holy water, and finally scatter it in the endless sea. Neither you nor your bullshit master can escape!"
Feeling the determination of Varian's soul, the fire in Mr. Ke's eyes seemed to dim a bit.
The balance of victory has tipped.
Kel'Thuzad tried his best to fight back, but unfortunately his efforts could only delay his destruction.
The Paladin's [dedication] filled this sinful land with holy light.
The mage's elemental missiles and the ranger's thunder arrows repeatedly pierced the air and shot at the Archlich.
Soldiers and thieves chased this filthy figure, constantly pouring out blade light.
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The most eye-catching one is McDonald, who controls the wind sword as an electromagnetic gun tube.
Accompanied by loud thunder, each gold coin can further destroy Kel'Thuzad's shield and destroy its numerous and complex magic circuits.
"Bang!"
This time, Mr. Ke’s left hand, which was like a sharp hook, was shattered by the gold coins in the lightning.
"Bang!"
This is Mr. Ke’s right knee that was blown open under his long purple robe.
"Bang!"
This was the only tail vertebra that was destroyed.
"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", the blast of the electromagnetic gun was so rhythmic, to Kel'Thuzad's ears, it sounded more like a death knell symbolizing destruction.
The melee heroes of the Alliance who kept roaring and rushing towards him were like vicious dogs that chose people to devour. Every time they would take away some or a few bones from his body.
Finally, the evil body stopped shaking.
Mr. Ke was chopped off at the waist and had his arms chopped off, leaving only a few ribs, half of the spine, and a relatively complete skull.
After taking a full blow from [Hand of Savras Ragnaros], Mr. Ke's remaining body fell deeply into the large, semi-molten hole.
A burst of ice and snow flew in, and the large pit, which was five meters deep and almost thirty meters in diameter, was cooled.
Alliance heroes wearing top-level equipment gathered around one by one, like spectators in the ancient Roman arena, watching the fate of the trapped beast being performed at the bottom of the arena.
Uther leaned over, raised the [Ashbringer] high, and his eyes were like fire: "Kel'Thuzad, while you can still speak, say your last words, or your incompetent curse!"
"Not killing you early is a...fatal mistake!"
As Mr. Ke finished speaking, the dazzling sword of the door slammed down, crushing his skull into powder.
