Chapter 209: The Fall of the Sand Dragon King of Time III
Medivh's robes bulged, with the sound of hunting wind. He waved his staff and cast spells quickly. The two energies of arcane and evil energy merged, forming a subtle reaction, and merged into dozens of spherical bombs, flying all over the sky.
Surrounded by an ominous aura, the Draenei and the high elves who were blinded in one eye were all reduced to ashes under the attack of the bomb. Medivh snorted and smiled contemptuously:
"If those who have passed away are left to remain silent forever, why release them?"
"It seems you know who they are?" Nozdormu asked.
Medivh raised his eyebrows and said solemnly:
"The leader of the tauren, oh, just a humble tauren. Why do I need to know his name? The Draenei is the prophet Velen. I saw him in Shattrath City. As for the one-eyed high elf
, hum hum, an insignificant little person."
"But do you know what will happen to them in the future?"
Nozdormu roared:
"Kane Bloodhoof was eaten by your pet Thrall, along with his wife and children, and was later resurrected as an undead by the Queen of Darkness. His soul will never rest in peace. The prophet Velen chose to believe in the orcs,
He negotiated with the orcs in Theramore, but a group of orcs tore him alive. Well, I also forgot the name of the last guy. He was so inconspicuous that his end was even more miserable."
"These are all dark futures that may or may not happen. To maintain the stability of time, I must eliminate some unfavorable timelines and turn them into my collection. Medivh, let you see my most powerful collection.
.”
An angry roar came from the rotating portal, as if a terrifying monster was trapped inside.
boom!
The golden portal summoned by Nozdormu opened, and a tall orc stepped out of it.
The body of the Dragon King is very large. This orc is similar in size to Nozdormu, but stronger. Its skin is like black rock, with occasional cracks, revealing a red, lava-like interior.
The giant orc has a red horn on its forehead, its fangs are extremely sharp, both of its trunks are red, and it emits an unknown light.
This face is clearly Sal's.
"What's going on? Why is this happening?" Medivh was surprised. He felt how powerful this orc was and how powerful the elements were in his body. Even Medivh felt afraid.
It's like a mouse meeting a cat.
"Thall Azeroth exists in an abandoned time stream in the future. At a certain time point in the future, if Thrall does not care about the life and death of the orcs, he will successfully integrate the power of earth, fire, water, and wind elements.
Devouring four elemental lords, becoming a world-destroying orc, and destroying Azeroth, he named himself Thrall Azeroth. Even you, Guardian Medivh, are just one of his delicious dishes.
.”
The huge orc let out an earth-shattering roar, and a huge airflow formed in his mouth, like a terrifying tornado. Medivh felt himself being pulled towards the terrifying mouth by a huge force, and had to keep flashing outwards to maintain the distance. Unfortunately, it was far away
Jaina couldn't help it, and was quickly pulled into the huge mouth by the irresistible airflow.
The orc chewed hard, and before Jaina could scream, it turned into a pile of red rotten meat and was swallowed.
boom!
Four huge totems fell from the sky and were suspended in the air. They were not ordinary totems, but the four elemental lords.
Ragnaros, the Fire Demon King, Al'Akir the Windrider, Neptulon the Tidehunter, and Therazane the Stonemother, were all wiped out of their minds, and their bodies were refined into totems alive.
Medivh realized he was in danger, and he quickly cast a spell. Four green demon portals appeared together, surrounding the giant Thrall in the center. The demon portal opened, and the demon army pounced on Thrall like locusts.
"It's useless, Medivh." Nozdormu sneered:
"You can't even deal with Arthas with your strength, so how can you defeat the world-destroying Thrall? Only my eternal exile, the timeless prison, is his only nemesis."
Of course Medivh knew that he couldn't do anything to this giant orc, so he wanted to delay his escape.
Unfortunately, the four totems imprisoned the space, and the guardian's teleportation spell was ineffective.
The giant orc jumped up angrily, smashed four demon portals with a few punches, and tore apart the demons in the sky, swallowing them all. The orc turned to look at Medivh, grinned ferociously, and grabbed him in his hand.
inside.
Medivh struggled in vain. He found that most of his spells had lost their effect and he could not break free.
Nozdormu looked at the sky. There were countless futures destroyed and reborn in his dragon eyes. Looking at the future again, the Dragon King showed a look of joy and sneered:
"Medivh, in countless future timelines, you will be aloof, control everything, and influence Azeroth with your will. You will confuse right and wrong, bully the weak, condone the killing of orcs, and do all kinds of evil. You always do all kinds of evil.
I package myself as a guardian and enjoy people's admiration. I thought I couldn't do anything to you and could only become your lackey."
"But now, I see a change. The judge has arrived. He has witnessed your crimes with his own eyes. Everything you have done will become the weight of sin. The righteous will be rewarded. The evil like you will be punished for yourself.
Crimes pay the price, times have changed, Medivh, in the future you will no longer control everything, you will be punished a hundred times."
The giant orc stretched out his long tongue and licked Medivh's body. The foul-smelling saliva drenched Medivh's body. At this most critical moment of despair, he finally figured out a way to solve the problem.
"Nozdormu, you cannot defeat a guardian. Strength is just an appearance. What is more powerful is our wisdom. You dragons all have weaknesses."
Although most of the spells were ineffective, Medivh could still cast a simple spell.
Just as Ronin was able to defeat Deathwing with a small spell, Medivh, who had deep magic power, obviously knew the dragon race better. He used a sheep-changing spell that almost all mages can do.
The Guardian's Sheep Transformation Technique is of course extraordinary, even the Dragon King cannot resist it.
Nozdormu turned into a little sheep.
The giant orc Thrall Azeroth is a summon of Nozdormu. Every second it exists, it consumes Nozdormu's mana. Although with the dragon's huge body, this mana consumption is nothing.
But when he turned into a sheep, the mana in his body was not enough to be consumed.
The giant orc roared unwillingly. He finally could not maintain his shape, shrunk little by little, and returned to the golden portal.
"Damn it, damn it, Nozdormu, you madman, you actually released such a dangerous monster." The furious Medivh destroyed the golden portal, and a death scythe appeared and chopped off Nozdormu's head.
"I can't defeat you after all, but it doesn't matter. You will forget all this, and I will also be reborn, because the Sands of Time are coming." Nozdormu closed his eyes.
"Orc, Thrall." Medivh, floating above the clouds, had concerns in his heart. The huge Thrall, the World Destroyer, had brought a great psychological shadow to him.
After all, he was almost eaten, and even Medivh felt terrified.
"Maybe I don't have enough control over Thrall! What should I do?"
In Silver Moon City, the battle is coming to an end.
Of course Medivh knew where Thrall was hiding and had a way to rescue him.
But he took no action after all. (To be continued)