Chapter 435: The Storm is Coming

"Incomplete Gift Deliverance?" Akasha was slightly stunned, and the horror in her heart was even worse. [Full text reading] "It's just that the incomplete gift of liberation has such power, and if the master goes all out, it will definitely be able to severely damage Deathwing." ”

Gu Nansheng shook his head with a wry smile and said: "I'm afraid it's not very likely, even if I fight the meridians and completely break the full power of Frost Sorrow, it will be difficult to break through the defense of Deathwing, don't forget that the dragon's soul is an artifact that integrates offense and defense, in the battle of the Dark City, Nefarian was able to block my killer blow with the dragon's soul, and now although my attack power has increased, Deathwing is not comparable to Nefarian and Onexia." ”

"This ......" Akasha sighed, "Is a god-level powerhouse really that powerful?" So how can the master win? ”

Gu Nansheng said: "The gap in strength between a god-level powerhouse and a seventh-order powerhouse is even greater than the gap between a seventh-order powerhouse and a sixth-order powerhouse, I can only hope that Deathwing's strength will be greatly reduced after its resurrection, otherwise it will ......"

Gu Nansheng didn't continue, and Akasha was silent, if Gu Nansheng could absorb another S-class spirit, it would not be difficult to kill Deathwing, but now, they didn't have time......

"Poof" A black dragon that had been drained of essence blood fell to the ground with a bang, splashing a large pale red splash.

The downpour poured from day to earth, but the blood-stained altar grew redder and redder under the rain.

The blood sacrifice ritual has been going on for three days, and in the past three days, nearly three thousand black dragons have died, and the shriveled dragon corpses are piled up in the black water swamp, and the suffocating gray color fills the entire field of vision.

Nefarian, dressed in black, watched all this with a blank expression, letting the rain wash his gloomy face.

"Brother...... This is already the last of the clansmen......" Onexia said this with difficulty, holding on to her crumbling body, for the past three days she had witnessed the blood of three thousand people being drained one by one, and watched their faces distorted by fear and pain gradually dry up, and her battered spirit was almost on the verge of collapse.

"Three thousand people, I will remember this blood," Nefarian said as he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"At the beginning of the resurrection, Lord Dragon God will lead my Black Dragon Clan out of that barren and dead distorted space forever, and compete for dominance in the entire Duota 6"

As he spoke, Nefarian used his bone knife to cut open the wound on his severed arm, which had not yet healed, and spilled red blood onto the altar.

The blood flowed slowly along the lines in the resurrection circle, and after the symbols were stained with blood, they all showed a dazzling light, and three dragon soul fragments flew out of the magic circle, heading straight for the eye of the array, Nefarian screamed violently, and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood at the dragon soul fragments, and he was already seriously injured, and he actually relied on the life source power to forcibly urge the dragon soul fragments again regardless of his life.

After the essence blood encountered the dragon's soul, it exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and then the blood mist was completely absorbed, and the three dragon soul fragments shone brightly, leading the entire magic circle to also burst into a tragic blood, soaring into the sky

The White Bone Altar began to rumble and tremble, and the blood of the three thousand black dragons in the magic circle seemed to be boiling, and a terrible dragon roar rushed out of the array, resounding through the heavens and the earth

The sky darkened at this moment, the dark clouds became even lower, and the blood-colored lightning shuttling through the clouds seemed to have suddenly received some kind of summoning, and frantically slashed down towards the altar

"Boom"

Ten thousand blood thunderbolts directly hit the eye of the array, the altar was torn apart in the violent explosion, the earth trembled wantonly, and a wave of surging energy rolled and spread to all sides, and the entire black water swamp set off a black giant like a furious ocean.

The mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and an indescribable coercion suddenly shrouded it, and it felt as if the nine-fold cloud sky collapsed in an instant, and the hearts of the living beings in the world were shattered

Nefarian and Onexia knelt down together, throwing themselves to the ground. Tens of thousands of black dragons also bowed down, trembling all over.

"Roar"

A roar that shook the soul came from the ruins of the altar, and a pair of huge black eyes suddenly appeared in the dark sky, and those eyes seemed to be together with the spatial passage between the underworld and the human world.

"Azeroth...... I'm finally back," Deathwing's deep voice echoed between heaven and earth, deafening and long.

Nefarian, whose strength had been greatly reduced, was even a little unable to withstand the coercion of Deathwing, and his voice trembled faintly.

"See Father," Onexia also spoke, her feelings for her father Deathwing were very complicated, she never knew who her mother was, only that her mother was killed by Deathwing's own hands.

"I've already understood what happened through the black dragon of the blood sacrifice, it's just a human close to a demigod, I'll deal with it." Deathwing put away the three dragon souls one by one, and said lightly.

A trace of cruel pleasure flashed in Nefarian's eyes after hearing this, "Father, the retainer wants that man's body, and for some reason, that man has the blood of our dragon clan on his body, which is just right for the retainer to take over." "Nefarian's body is now destroyed, if he can get Gu Nansheng's body, his strength can at least recover most of it.

"Have my dragon blood?" Deathwing groaned, as if remembering something because of it.

"Yes."

"Could it be that he has something to do with the other four dragons?" Deathwing's voice went cold as he said this, and there was an irresolvable hatred between him and the other four dragons.

"I don't know."

"Hmph, no matter whether there is the shadow of other four-series dragons behind that man, I will drain him to pieces, although my strength has not yet reached its peak, it is not far away, unless Kil'gardan is in person, no one in this universe is my opponent"

"Send the order, rest here for ten days, and after I have completely absorbed the flesh and blood in the altar and condensed it into a complete body, I will return to the Dark City and recapture the dragon artifact."

Nefari rejoiced, "Yes, Father"—

At the same time, in the distant Northrend Big 6, thousands of frost dragons were flying high in the sky, and Gu Nansheng stood like a sculpture on the frost dragon flying in front, looking ahead expressionlessly.

In the distance, the ice fields are vast and snowy, and the endless glaciers wind like dancing silver dragons.

"Master, I'm about to fly to the sea." Akasha looked into the distance and said to Gu Nansheng with a magic transmission.

"Well, after this sea, it will be the long-distance teleportation array of the Northwest Big 6, and it will take another month at most to rush back to the Dark Capital......" Gu Nansheng silently calculated the time in his heart, and a month later would be the time for him to fight......

The more busy he is, the more he writes to the critical moment, and the time is limited, so Xiao Xue has to slow down, so as not to mess up the whole book.

[Dedication]