Chapter 208: The Fall of the Dragon King of the Sands of Time II
"Bronze dragon, legion?"
Nozdormu thought to himself, Medivh must be crazy. There are two or three bronze dragons, big cats, and kittens, so how can they dare to be called a legion? Even if Nozdormu's old bones are included, they are just for the Scourge.
Just add a few more skeleton dragons.
Staring at the huge magic sword wielded by Arthas, constantly harvesting the souls of orcs on the battlefield, Nozdormu felt that his soul was trembling, and he quickly begged:
"Lord Guardian, please have mercy on the little dragon, I can't defeat Arthas."
"Why, does the Bronze Dragon also want to destroy Azeroth?" Medivh threatened.
Guardian Medivh was really anxious, otherwise he wouldn't have forced a Dragon King like this. He felt that Nozdormu should have a way, but he was just conserving his strength. After all, he was one of the Guardian Dragon Kings, so how could he not have a few tricks up his sleeve?
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Only when facing a threat to his life can Nozdormu use his special skills.
It's a pity that the Guardians overestimated the Bronze Dragon King. Nozdormu was scratching his head and racking his brains, but he didn't know how to rescue the orcs. Medivh stared at the impatient old Dragon King, hoping that he would come up with a solution as soon as possible.
"etc!"
Nozdormu suddenly understood something.
Orcs are destined to appear in future history and play an indelible role in the historical process of Azeroth.
Without the orcs, there would be no Horde, and there would be no way to attract the Scourge, nor would there be a decades-long era that was the darkest and bloodiest in the history of Azeroth, and was on the verge of destruction several times.
But the orcs are about to be wiped out now.
It is obvious that it will be eliminated, but it will definitely appear in the future. This is a temporal refutation.
He has seen this situation before.
In the long history of Azeroth, this situation has only occurred a few times.
The Sands of Time, yes, this is the Sands of Time.
Nozdormu's heart was beating fast. Every Sand of Time was an excellent opportunity.
In the first Sands of Time, Nozdormu flew to the High Mountains of the Broken Isles to challenge the black dragon king Deathwing. As a result, he was burned by the shadow flames and nearly fell into Neltharion's lair.
In the second Sands of Time, Nozdormu rushed to Ahn'Qiraj to challenge the ancient god C'Thun. C'Thun shot an eye ray, which refracted several times in Nozdormu's body, directly evaporating the dragon king.
In the third Sands of Time, Nozdormu sneaked into the depths of the maelstrom to challenge the twisted Queen Azshara, but was blown away by the power of the tide.
It is said that every time the Sands of Time comes, Nozdormu will have a warning.
This time the Sands of Time came so suddenly, it must have been accidentally disturbed. There were special creatures that should not have appeared in this time period, which interfered with the normal order of time, so the "Sands of Time" had to be used to repair time.
"You can't miss the Sands of Time this time. The opponent I should challenge is..."
Nozdormu secretly looked at Medivh and made up his mind.
"Lord Guardian, I have a good idea for rescuing the orcs."
Nozdormu was submissive, as if he was frightened, and his voice became lower and lower.
In order to hear clearly what the Bronze Dragon King was saying, Medivh leaned forward.
The huge golden dragon head suddenly appeared and bit into Medivh.
For dragons, the body is their most powerful weapon. Nozdormu is a fat, bloated bronze dragon, but this does not prevent his flexible body and extremely powerful bite force from being used in certain situations.
, the dragon's bite force is more effective than the dragon's breath.
Nozdormu suddenly reappeared in the body of a giant dragon, bit into Medivh, chewed it hard for a few times, and quickly swallowed it.
Jaina on the side was dumbfounded. Is Nozdormu crazy?
"Time is an illusion, little human girl."
Nozdormu burped with satisfaction and looked at Jaina's protruding figure with good intentions: "At some point in time, we had an intimate journey. Haha, don't be embarrassed, let's start this right away.
This relationship between the dragon king and the human is destined to become a beautiful story, come on, lovely human, damn it, Medivh."
Nozdormu felt a sharp pain in his stomach. He hurriedly opened his mouth and spit out a black ball. The ball stretched out, revealing countless sharp claws.
"It's unbearable, Nozdormu, what's in your belly?" The black sphere cracked, and Medivh came out, unscathed, but with an impatient look on his face.
Nozdormu carefully looked at this opponent. His stomach was like a maze, storing countless collections. They were fragments of broken time, dark fragments in the history of Azeroth, and desperate moments of fear and doom.
I didn't expect Medivh to escape so quickly. He is worthy of being the guardian of Azeroth.
Now that he had broken his skin, Nozdormu didn't want to explain anything. He opened his mouth wide and spat out a dragon's breath like yellow sand at Medivh. Time, aging, Nozdormu's dragon's breath has the ability to corrupt the world.
Power, Medivh quickly dodged, and the corners of his clothes were corrupted by the dragon's breath and turned into dust, as if a thousand years had passed.
Medivh frowned slightly. He didn't want to face Nozdormu's dragon breath. His hands formed a round shape, and a purple arcane sphere appeared in the palm. In the center of the sphere was a small dragon model, which was Nozdormu.
Dom.
"Turn it over for me." Medivh turned the arcane orb upside down.
Nozdormu immediately turned his belly to the sky and his wings downward. This posture made him very uncomfortable.
Jaina flew away to avoid being affected by the battle between the Dragon King and the Guardian.
During the flight, she was also observing the battle here.
"Devil Puppet!"
Jaina exclaimed, this is the magic of the legendary devil. The dragon in the center of the magic ball is equal to Nozdormu. The damage caused by the magic ball can be directly reflected on Nozdormu.
It is said that this is Archimonde's unique secret technique, one of the leaders of the Scourge. Medivh used arcane energy to perform this secret technique. Obviously he has a deep understanding of this magic.
"Damn it, you big lizard, I'm going to skin you."
Green claws appeared in the arcane sphere, grabbing the dragon model hard and peeling off a piece of dragon skin.
Nozdormu let out a huge scream, a piece of dragon skin fell off, and dragon blood sprinkled like raindrops, dyeing half of the sky red.
Suddenly, the arcane sphere in Medivh's hand shattered, and Nozdormu's huge body appeared aside, intact, with a strange aura on the dragon's claws.
Time Rewind, Nozdormu's special skill, can go back to a certain period of time and eliminate all damage received during this period.
Nozdormu chanted magic, and a rotating golden portal appeared in the sky.
A huge tauren rushed out of the portal. His muscles were dry and almost only the skeleton was left. A summoned undead creature, holding a rune spear in its hand, smashed at Medivh.
Medivh took his time and the arcane energy shattered the tauren's bones.
The next person who appeared was an old Draenei. His whole body was withered, his eye sockets were sunken, and a black breath of death was spurting out from his mouth and nose. The Draenei muttered something, and his whole body became as black as ink.
Dark energy rained down on Medivh.
Medivh held up the arcane shield to protect himself, and then the high elf, who was blind in one eye, stepped out of the portal. His body was also surrounded by an ominous black aura, and he pulled up his long bow and shot at Medivh.
One arrow.
"It's interesting, and I have to take it seriously." Medivh smiled slightly. (To be continued)