Tyranastrasz cautiously stepped back, keeping a distance from the ancient evil. He grabbed a ball of red dragon scales wrapped around Ronin's chest and threw it aside.
Luo Ning returned to the ground with the help of the floating spell. Because his mana was exhausted, his face was pale and shaky. Vereesa hurried over.
All that remains of ancient evil is the illusory dragon form, an energy body sustained by the power of the elements.
Out of caution, Tyranastrasz decided to use magical long-range attacks.
"Do you want to run away? My dear companion."
The ancient evil switched to the voice of the Red Dragon Queen, and said with a smile: "As my oldest and strongest partner, you should be willing to sacrifice for me at any time."
"impossible!"
Tyranastrasz opened his mouth and spat out a red energy ball, which slowly floated towards the ancient evil.
This is his famous stunt, called Rainbow Explosion, which is only slightly less powerful than Focusing Rainbow.
"It's useless, idiot. We have been fighting for too long. My power has seeped into your body. You can't escape anymore. Turn into a zombie, just like poor Galakrond."
Before he finished speaking, Tyranastraz's body froze in the air, unable to sustain the rainbow light explosion, and he was stunned in shock.
"No, no, don't kill me, spare my life!" At the last moment, Tyrana Straz could only open his mouth and ask for help.
The ancient evil dragon shape slowly floated towards Tyranastrasz, turning into clouds of gray air and entering from his mouth and nose.
Not long after, his eyes changed, his huge body squirmed, his horns bent, and he transformed from a strong adult male red dragon into a graceful female dragon.
Zuluhid and Nekros looked up at the reborn Red Dragon Queen at the same time, their expressions were extremely bitter.
Although the soldiers who didn't know why were still fighting selflessly, the victory had lost its meaning and was like a farce.
Adapting to her new body, the Red Dragon Queen let out a cry of joy.
"Neltharion, I have been waiting for you for a long time, come out."
A sigh came, and the tired Luo Ning raised his head and saw a middle-aged man standing out from the crowd.
He looked outstanding, as if he was a natural protagonist. The orcs and undead trolls all consciously stepped aside, and a clearing appeared around him.
"Prestor Territory, he turned out to be Neltharion, the Deathwing." Ronin whispered, trying to understand the cause and effect.
"Alexstrasza." Deathwing's voice was unhurried and full of majesty:
"I thought you, like me, have been suppressing your evil personality, but you took the initiative to merge with him just for your ambition?"
The Ancient Evil Red Dragon Queen smiled faintly: "I really didn't expect that you could actually drive me and the power of the Abyss out of your body and seal it in the mountains."
"Humph, I paid a heavy price for this."
The wings of death in human form suddenly soared into the sky, and the black mist rose, turning into a terrifying dragon that covered the sky and the sun. His body was equipped with large pieces of obsidian armor, just to restrain the torn body.
"I didn't expect that Alexstrasza would come and sacrifice a lot of red dragons to destroy my seal." Deathwing said regretfully.
The ancient evil smiled miserably: "Look at your pitiful body, but compared to the price I have to bear, what is your sacrifice?"
"What should I call you?" Deathwing asked coldly: "The evil that caused Galakrond, the father of dragons, to rot and go crazy?"
Robbie was shocked after hearing this. Ysera said that the ancient evil was summoned by an ancient dragon king using the Blade of Xalatath to fight against Galakrond.
Why is it different from what Deathwing said?
Robbie secretly thought that the power of a Dragon King alone should not be able to tear through the barrier of the Maw. Deathwing's statement is more reliable.
"Csuteris, this is my name." The ancient evil said with a smile.
"Sounds like the name of a dragon."
Xutres laughed and said with a ferocious face:
"Don't you understand? I am the founder of the Dragon Clan of Azeroth. Originally, you were just stupid reptiles with bloated bodies and sharp teeth running on the ground. It was I who greatly increased your brain power and allowed you to fly.
Ability, evolved from the ancestral dragon to the nine-color giant dragon. It was I who taught you how to use magic and taught you how to build nests and hunt. I am the real father of the dragon."
"Lies." Deathwing's eyes widened and flames spurted out.
"Why don't you admit it, Neltharion, haven't you already had suspicions? Hasn't your eldest son been trying to create colorful dragons?" Xutres reminded.
There was fear in the eyes of the Death Winged Dragon: "Is that really your purpose? Fortunately, I discovered it early. I will re-seal you, along with Alexstrasza's share."
Xutres smiled evilly: "Do you think you have won? I'm sorry, this is a trap for you."
Three huge figures flew across the sky, the blue dragon king Malygos, the bronze dragon king Nozdormu, and the green dragon king Ysera, flying from three other directions. The four dragon kings surrounded Deathwing in the center.
The five dragon kings were in the same sky. The orcs and undead trolls had forgotten about the battle, and the dragon knights and rotting dragon corpses also stopped to watch this once-in-a-lifetime spectacle.
Deathwing looked around for a week and greeted coldly: "Ysera, Nozdormu, and my old friend, Malygos, I have warned you to stay away from those orcs. Things always happen
Towards the worst case scenario, I really didn’t expect you to do the same.”
Not far away, Krasus stared at the five dragon kings: "What on earth is going on?"
Robbie sighed and said: "It is easy to explain that the ancient evil from the Maw divided his soul into five and parasitized in the bodies of the five dragon kings. Because the power of the guardian dragon given by the Titan, the power of the Maw did not
It happened, but except for Deathwing, all the dragon kings were controlled by ancient evil."
Krasus murmured: "We visited the three Dragon Kings, but we were deceived by them."
Robbie shook his head: "It may also be the final struggle with the ancient evil personality. We should have noticed it earlier."
The four dragon kings surrounding Deathwing showed identical evil smiles.
"Neltharion, you brought this upon yourself. You should not refuse the gift from the Dragon Father. It's time to end your crazy behavior."
"I see. Fortunately, I have prepared for this battle. Open your eyes and face reality. So what if the three of you go together."
Groups of shadows appeared on Deathwing's back, as if there were countless tentacles dancing.
"The power of the Old Gods."
The ancient evil roared, and Malygos was the first to take action. With a focusing rainbow on his head, he sprayed out a stream of blue water, accurately hitting Deathwing.
There were countless tiny insects in the water, like crabs and beetles, biting at Deathwing's body.
"The resurrected scarab, also known as corpse cricket, is not a magic that a dragon king should cast."
Deathwing's body shook, and hot lava spurted out from the gaps in the obsidian armor. Countless corpses all died in an instant.
"Your death has come!" Nozdormu, shining with golden light, roared angrily.