Chapter 438: An uneasy premonition

The night of the Aryan desert was unusually clear, and the brilliant starry sky hung with a slanting moon, although the light was faint, but the warriors present were all the elite of the converts, so their vision was not affected too much in the dark night. [Full text reading]

The night in the desert is extremely cold, and it is late autumn at this time, and the iron armor of the warrior is even condensed with frost, but for the transferee, this cold is nothing, at this time 100,000 soldiers stand in the desert like iron statues, and there is no other sound on the battlefield except for the hunting sound of the wind blowing the flag, and the steel sword of the war halberd shining with cold light in the moonlight shows a sense of slaughter.

Malfurion sat steadily in the center of the army like an ancient bell, he placed the staff of the World Tree flat on his lap, closed his eyes and concentrated, behind him were the leaders of various forces and sixth-order powerhouses, although these people were usually Tarzan collapsed in front of him and his face did not change, but at this time, in the face of the pressure of Deathwing, he could no longer maintain his usual composure.

As for Gu Nansheng, he was meditating in the rear of the army, and in the face of the upcoming decisive battle, he said that it was a lie for him to have no waves, but after all, he had experienced such a life-and-death battle many times, so he could still ensure that his fighting spirit would not be affected.

Akasha has been quietly waiting by Gu Nansheng's side, although she looks the same, but her slightly heavy breathing and slightly undulating ** reveal the tension in her heart at this time.

Time passed minute by minute, and at a certain moment, Gu Nansheng suddenly opened his eyes, his right hand clasped the hilt of Frost Sorrow's sword, and a feeling of flesh and blood suddenly came from Frost Sorrow.

Deathwing has finally arrived

After a while, Malfurion also slowly opened his old eyes, he glanced at the vast night sky to the south, and somehow a strong sense of unease suddenly arose in his heart, this feeling made Malfurion's brows frown slightly, his premonition has always been very accurate, could it be that he ignored something in this battle?

Malfurion turned his head and glanced at the direction where Gu Nansheng was, although it was separated by layers of barriers, he still felt the raging fighting spirit from the energy emanating from Gu Nansheng's body, which made the old man feel a little relieved at the same time.

A few minutes later, a faint black shadow gradually appeared in the southern sky, and the black shadow was only the size of a bat at first, but after only a few tens of seconds, it covered the sky, and there were high-pitched dragon roars from time to time. The pinnacle of the Fourth War finally began at this moment

"Let's fight." Malfurion gave Serwin the order to charge, and the only option to fight the black dragon was air combat, so non-transferees were not even qualified to go to the battlefield.

100,000 warriors flew into the sky on various war horses, and the Black Dragon Legion was close at this time, and the warriors could already clearly see the black dragons' hideous dragon horns and sharp dragon teeth.

Swain rode the griffon to take the lead, and when the Black Dragon Legion came within range, Swayn swung his sword, and the Storm Hammer burst out with a brilliant electric light.

"Throwing a salvo"

With Serwin's order, the troll spearmen turned into a rage, throwing their spears with all their might, and with the sound of whistling blades breaking through the air, the sharp spears almost obscured the starry sky, and shot down like a storm.

"Roar"

The black dragons opened their mouths one after another, and a cloud of black flame breath rolled up against the spear, most of the spears were burned to ashes immediately after encountering the breath, only a few spears blessed by the enchanter passed through the breath of the black dragon, carrying a long black flame into the flesh and blood of the black dragon, some black dragons were directly pierced by multiple throwing spears, tumbling and falling from a high altitude.

Seeing the scene of seven or eight black dragons tumbling and falling, Sherwin was not happy and worried, he found incredibly that there was not a drop of blood flowing from these dead black dragons, and what made him even more disturbing was that the energy emanating from these black dragons seemed to have a trace of undead breath

Could it be that they are now fighting a group of dragon corpses?

The sudden thought made Thurwin uneasy, if Deathwing could summon the Corpse Dragon, then they would lose this war miserably.

Sherwin didn't have time to think about it, the Black Dragon Legion launched a fierce counterattack, and a surging dragon breath rolled out, and for a time the rolling black flames almost ignited the entire night sky, and the coalition soldiers drove the war horses to shuttle through the flames to dodge, but the black flames were too dense, and a large number of soldiers were engulfed in flames because they couldn't dodge, and Severyn had to temporarily put aside the plan to give Malfurion a message and concentrate on dealing with the current attack.

"Suicide bat, self-detonating attack," Huskar screamed as he threw the throwing gun in his hand.

Carlin? Bloodhoof did not hesitate to crush the acceleration scroll, as the brilliant magic light flashed, each suicide bat lit up with blue-white electric light, they immediately rushed towards the black dragon army at a terrifying speed, with the roaring sound of flesh and blood, the sky was full of blood rain, and the black dragon that was swept into the vortex was directly blown apart, turned into minced flesh and fell.

However, the strange thing is that there is also not a trace of blood on the broken corpses of these black dragons.

"Corpse Dragon?" This time, Malfurion and many strong people around him discovered this phenomenon, and their hearts immediately sank, if it was only the corpse dragon controlled by Deathwing who was fighting with them now, then it meant that there were tens of thousands of black dragon armies behind these corpse dragon legions, and they had no chance of winning at all

Moreover, Where exactly did Deathwing summon the corpse dragon? Is it possible to summon infinitely? If they could, their plan to drag Deathwing to death with attrition tactics would be in vain

Malfurion's face turned ugly, and he finally knew what the uneasiness was coming from. He couldn't think of where Deathwing got the corpse dragon, you must know that manipulating the corpse dragon not only requires strong mental power, but also requires the summoner to have a very high attainment in undead magic, and only a few people in the Duota continent have the ability to manipulate the corpse dragon for 20,000 years, such as the frost dragon created by the Lich King is also a type of corpse dragon.

Although Deathwing has strong mental power, he is not an undead himself, how did he research the method of manipulating the corpse dragon? Could it be Kel'thugad?

Thinking of this, Malfurion's heart twitched suddenly, Kel'thugad was a proud disciple of the Lich King, and his attainments in necromancy naturally went without saying. Moreover, for 10,000 years after the Lich King's death, Kel'thugad has been hiding in the necropolis above Naxxramas, if he devotes himself to studying the art of summoning the corpse dragon according to the Lich King's notes, it may not be impossible to succeed, of course, due to Kel's own lack of strength, he cannot control the corpse dragon, but he can teach the method to Deathwing, or simply use the power of Deathwing to complete the summoning.

If that is the case, the situation is extremely bad, tens of thousands of corpse dragons plus tens of thousands of black dragons, the number of enemies has reached as many as fifty or sixty thousand, then how can they possibly kill Deathwing?

[Dedication]