Dick had seen countless black dragons spray their gifted Shadow Flames in previous battles, but their Shadow Flames were at best like pillars of fire, which could ignite steel and melt everything, but at their origin, they were no different from other dragons' natural magic breath.

The only thing that is difficult is the shadow-like corrosion of the Shadow Flame, the super powerful corrosive performance, once contaminated, it can make the white bones melt, and the flesh can be turned into carbon ash, without burning the last trace of life, it will definitely not be extinguished.

Although it was difficult, there was a solution, but now, even from a long distance, he could clearly see the sea of shadows and flames rising from the ground, truly like a floating sea of flames, just in an instant, it broke through the holy light barrier he had laid with his wave of his hand, and completely swallowed it.

And a huge, black, twisted and crazy steel monster, slowly rose from the dark red sea of flames.

This wasn't the first time Dick had seen Deathwing's dragon form, but compared to the kind of virtual portraits he had seen in the game, the immersive sense at the moment made him feel the shock from the heart.

Except for the wings, almost every scale in the rest of his body was protected by the scorching red essentia armor, which gave him a touch of metallic strength in addition to being hideous, and his hideous, essentia armor-covered head was left and right with 6 twisted and thick black dragon horns, and the thickest dragon horn on the left was broken by a quarter, which looked like the scars left in battle.

But the scar didn't make him look down, on the contrary, with the dark red metal dragon jaws that covered his chin, and the eyes that were like scorching magma under the metal, every breath he took would bring two pillars of scorching air in his nostrils, although not as hot as the flames, but blowing the sea of shadows and flames, but bringing a tornado of flames swirling around.

It made his surroundings look like the most terrifying sea of hellfire, and in less than 10 seconds, the solid ground of Orgrimmar Heights was completely desolate and desperate like the magma of a volcanic eruption.

He was in the flames, like a god of destruction in myths and legends, his terrible tail that was different from other dragons, sharp, like the tail of an upside-down metal blade, curled around his body, and he watched with his cold eyes slowly rise from the ground in the distance, colliding with his fists, and frantically pounding the ground Gruel, as if staring at a piece of meat that did not know whether to live or die.

Suddenly, the huge black wings that were nearly 70 meters wide open at this moment, and the howling storm rolled the sea of shadows and flames wrapped around the ground towards Gruul, and his body also flew off the ground at this moment, and after the lack of flame blocking, the full picture of his body finally appeared in the eyes of Dick, who had been closely observing all this.

Sure enough, as the other dragon kings said, after receiving the power of the dragon's soul, Deathwing's body had been severely torn apart, even though his chest and back were squeezed and polished with solid essentia armor, but the inside of his severely distorted body was still constantly expanding the metal armor, and even from those cracks, the red light of the forest could be seen.

The scorching heat was terrifying, the scorching heat was terrifying! The armor on his chest was squeezed and radiated crimson like magma wrapped in the railings of the armor pieces.

"Black Dragon!

Grull was unfazed, in fact, it had experienced the difficulties of the Shadow Flame when it first fought Deathwing, but the behemoth that wielded the power of the land of Draenor had its own methods.

Gruul's massive body stood up and slapped his chest with his huge fists, and the rocks, the rocks on the ground, wrapped its body layer by layer as if it had a life of ego.

Like a layer of earth armor, it roared and strode into the flames of the shadows, its terrifying one-eyed staring at the Deathwing that had flown from the ground, its hands digging down into the cracks in the ground, and then jerking it up, flaming a boulder of fire towards the black dragon.

The boulder reached almost the speed of sound at the moment of its shot, and the burning flames on the surface were squeezed into a thin layer by the wind pressure at this moment, but its surface was still melted like magma, distorting the air and flying towards the black dragon in the sky.

It's impossible to dodge!

With Deathwing's body, at a distance of hundreds of meters, it would have been impossible for it to dodge the rock.

The power of this fully grown Goron has long been indescribable, even Odin, the strongest in Azeroth, may not be able to defeat it in pure strength, Goron is a rock life, and the most savage bloodline from the world of Draenor gives it an invincible and terrifying body.

Facing the roaring boulder, Deathwing did not dodge or dodge, its nearly 5-meter-long metal blade tail vertebrae erected, spun in the air three times, and then like a spear, roared and stabbed head-on at the boulder, essentia metal is the hardest metal Azeroth could find, under its sharpness, nothing can resist.

"Wow"

The burning boulder was torn apart by the assault of the tail vertebrae of Deathwing, but at the moment when the boulder cracked, Gruul's fists wrapped in rock appeared, and the tail vertebrae of the Black Dragon King did not stay at all, but increased its speed again, like a spear, and pierced Gruul's shoulder with precision.

"Poof"

Fishy blood splattered, and the blow pierced directly through the body of the King of Golon, but the next moment, just as the tail vertebrae were pulled out, a pair of giant fists grabbed his tail.

The moment the giant beast jumped from the ground, even Dick couldn't help but shrink his head, Gruel's fighting style was really wild, if Deathwing was so slow again, he estimated that it would be difficult.

"Fuck, get out of here, let go of me, you scum!"

The King of the Black Dragon raised his head, and a mouthful of devastating shadow flames spewed at Grull's head and his one-eyed, but the head of the King of Goron quickly turned into gray-white rocks at this moment, and greeted the arrival of the Shadow Flame in a petrified state.

It had fought Deathwing once, and it had mastered the tricks of this black dragon.

Of course, petrification alone could not stop the invasion of the Shadow Flame, but Grull endured the scorching heat, and his petrified body turned red from the Shadow Flame, but the moment his body touched the earth, these red burns began to heal rapidly.

Gorons are the darlings of the earth, and as long as they stand on it, nothing can kill them!

And the real suffering of Deathwing is here.

Grull stood above the flames of the earth, clutching Deathwing's tail with both hands, no matter how much the Black Dragon King struggled, he couldn't pull the tail out of Gruul's hands, and with strength alone, he was no match for this wild beast.

"Whoa, whoa, black dragon! Die!"

Grull roared in the sky, his hands were forced, and the strength of his whole body was concentrated on his arms, and then his body began to spin, and Deathwing's wings flapped wildly, but under the pressure of the huge force coming from the tail, his huge body had to continue to rotate.

One, two, three.

Dick watched in amazement at the battle that had entered the craziest battle from the beginning, and he never imagined that at the beginning of this battle, it would be Grull who was crushing Deathwing's frenzied thrashing.

"Bang!"

Gruul's hands were raised above his head, as if he were wielding a giant two-handed war hammer, and he slammed the Deathwing that had been fully charged in his hand to the ground, like a heavy hammer smashing into the ground of flames, and the whole earth shook and cracked at this moment.

A shocking depression appeared in the sea of flames, and the blow didn't shatter Deathwing's armor, but the humiliation made him a little sane.

"Whew, I'm going to... Kill you!"

"Die!"

Gruul's response to this threat was to start spinning his body again, as the wildest land beast, he had no mercy in his mind, and took advantage of his illness to kill him!

"Bang"

The ground shook again, and at the moment when Deathwing was shattered, Grull let go of Deathwing's tail vertebrae and lunged towards Deathwing in the depression, raising his fists and slamming downwards like a raging orangutan.

"Wow, kill you!"

"Die!"

"Bang Bang"

The fists smashed wildly like meteors, grabbing the essentia armor on Deathwing's body from time to time, tearing it directly off the black dragon's body, and then grabbing into the flesh and tearing wildly.

In that ferocious state, like a wild beast on the hunt, Goron was the wildest hunter, his beast instincts driving it to attack the most vulnerable parts of Deathwing's body.

It rode on the body of Deathwing, and used its earth authority to crush the Black Dragon King under the ground, and used the boulder to form a fist of rock spikes, leaving one terrifying wound after another on Deathwing's sturdy body.

The King of the Black Dragons gathered the Shadow Flames on the free tail vertebrae, and from behind Gruel, he frantically pierced the body of the rock beast, and every swing of his four dragon claws could leave terrifying scars on Gruul's body, a terrible scorching heat that even completely petrified hands could not bear.

It is burned to a certain level, and even rocks will be burned through.

Gruul's healing power given by the earth was already a little overwhelmed by this extreme damage.

Beast and dragon roars, earth shaking, sky thunder, flames rolling, rock slamming, all of this renders the Orgrera Heights like a war of gods in ancient mythology, and the massive King of Golon tears through Deathwing's body, leaving a large area of blood with almost every blow.

And the king of the black dragon also manipulated his authority on the earth, frantically bombarding the Gruel above his body, and two completely different forces collided under the earth, attacking, tearing, and slapping.

Cracks spread from the sea of flames in the Orgrella Heights toward Blade Mountain, and the twisted, solid stalagmites burst from the ground in a twisted manner, curling Deathwing beneath the ground in a tangled motion.

But Nesario's power should not be underestimated, and the moment those stalagmites appeared, they would be shattered by the power of his counterattack, and then sent back into the earth.

If you want to kill him, you can't just rely on such a few means!

"Enough!

Deathwing's dragon groans mixed with pain rang out from the hell of flames and rocks at this moment, and Gruul's body, which was frantically attacking, was like being hit by a giant fist that could not be seen, blood splattered everywhere, it wailed, its body shook and took a step back, and the giant fist that was about to be smashed was slowed down a little, and Deathwing regained its freedom.

But as it flapped its wings and flew into the sky again, it no longer had the eerie and cold horror it had before, the dark red armor pieces on his body were torn apart, and those strange twists, scorching red flesh like magma burst out of the cracks in the armor.

It was the flesh and blood that overturned Grull... Dick's gaze narrowed sharply at this moment, and under the dismantled armor on Deathwing's chest, the flesh had formed a tentacle full of flame barbs, like a fifth dragon claw that appeared out of thin air, and it pierced Gruul's protective rock formation, directly injuring the internal organs of the wild beast.

Absolute killer!

But this tentacle form reminds Dick of the old gods... It seems that the level of Deathwing's transformation by the ancient gods is much deeper than he imagined, and even the body has developed in the direction of the ancient gods.

Still, he rubbed his wrist and resisted the urge to strike, he looked at Deathwing, who had relaunched a counterattack against Gruul, and lowered his head and whispered.

"It's not time yet... But soon. ”

"Dragon Kings, get ready!"