Originally, it was difficult enough for the five guardian dragons to combine the five forces together. Everyone was very worried that Sal would cause trouble if he kicked him.

Thrall was careful and attentive. He didn't affect Onexia's dominance over the power of the earth at all, he was more like a tinker, gently collecting the tributaries of power that Onexia had missed because of his impatience, slowly straightening them out and merging them into the [Dragon's Soul].

"This ...... There's a play!"

The input of the five guardian powers suddenly increased slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

71%...... 75%...... 82%...... 90%......

When it got to 90%, it was embarrassing, and now it's Karegos' turn to not keep up.

At this moment, Alexstaza suddenly received a request to enter: "Duke?"

"Alexstasa, let my servant Khadgar complete the part of the magic. In the magic interrogation, Duke said.

"Are you sure?" said the Queen.

Of course, what Karegos lacked was not strength, but the use of power. Khadgar is the core of my net, and I can synchronize with Khadgar's soul, but I can't send a clone to the scene. I'm going to stop Nesario for you after all!"

The performance of mortals is simply shining to the blind.

First, a Thrall reconciled the power of Onexia, making the efficiency of infusing the essence more efficient. Now Duke actually asked a servant to help and pack the ticket.

Alexstaza's face turned red, and he glanced at the old dragon kings such as Ysera and Nozdorm: "Okay!"

Khadgar, dressed in robes, stepped out of the portal and walked over, gently placing his hand on Karegoth's arm. A new Titan Rune Circle is forming behind Karegos and Khadgar.

It can be seen to the naked eye that the injection of magical energy, which had become swaying when it reached 90% power a moment ago, suddenly became stable.

This time, Karegos blushed because he was shocked to find that Khadgar's understanding and use of Titan runes was even higher than his. That means Duke is on a higher level than him, the king of modern magic.

That's pretty shameful.

Karegos fights very well, and he is at least a good comrade who is dedicated to protecting the world.

With a more simple heart, he quickly stabilized his mind and strengthened the power injected with energy.

92%...... 96%...... 100%!

It's finally time to inject it with all my might.

"Duke, give us another ten minutes, no, five minutes is enough!" Alexstaza certainly knew that the longer it was, the more stable it would be. But she couldn't bear to put all the pressure on Duke's shoulders. This is irresponsible to the allies and a disgrace to the Temple of the Dragon's Sleep.

And she found that with the addition of Khadgar and Thrall, the two realms of magic and earth have become more stable, and if Karegos and Onexia's dragon bodies can withstand it, they can try to inject about 120% of the power.

This is overload, and she will have to do it if the situation gets into a very dangerous situation.

At this time, the middle hall of the Dragon Sleep Temple had already been smashed.

The space is relatively small, and the stronger the strengthened Wing Brother becomes.

"Drink, drink!" Deathwing sprinted at a rapid pace, sending a wave of chickens and dogs around him, albeit as it glided low close to the surface of the main hall.

The smaller god of the wilderness had to dodge desperately, but the four guards who had grown larger couldn't keep up with the swift movements of the winged brothers. This allows Nesario to often achieve a local overwhelming advantage.

This time, he grabbed the Ice Guardian Hodir with one claw, completely ignoring the freezing air coming from the other party. A slam slammed Hodir into the temple wall with a mallet. While smashing the other party into pieces, his left front paw shattered several knuckles.

It doesn't matter, the limbs that are frozen will collapse by themselves, and they will be reborn anyway.

He didn't have a chance to finish off Hodir completely, because the big giant was chasing after him, and as soon as he leaped into the air, Deathwing made a 180-degree mid-air spin that didn't match his size, and the next second, it was shelled at Freya, the Guardian of Life.

For this giantess, Deathwing is obsessed with dealing with her.

It's a pity that before he can meet Freya, he has to be hit by a thunderbolt from Torim that makes him quite painful. The right side of his dragon head was charred black, and even the essentia metal chin was half blackened.

He doesn't care.

A standard S-shaped serpentine maneuver in mid-air allowed him to dodge two big, stupid bear demigods.

This time he took aim at the wolf god Godring.

Goderling was indeed very fast, and could use his dexterity in mid-air to step on a wall of air, and even use the wind pressure to change direction to escape.

That doesn't change the fact that he's just a 'little wolf' that's only a few meters long.

When Nesario saw the opportunity, he turned around and flapped the dragon's wings like a sky. Godlin finally got the shot.

"Quack—" The shadow of a wolf glowing blue in the snow, like a home run, flew out of the distance.

At this time, Nessario's dragon tail was suddenly hit with a hard blow near its body.

Blazing hammer!

A raging flame that swirls like a tornado!

The kind of heat that was so terrifying that it seemed to burn everything in the world was no stranger to Nesario, and he still remembered it in his recent memory, and he had experienced it himself.

He twisted the snake's neck in disbelief and looked behind him.

"Rag...... Duke!?"

Deathwing's eyes widened in disbelief.

Don't say he didn't believe it, many of the gods of the wilderness who had participated in the Battle of the Land of Fire had subconsciously put on a defensive posture.

If you just look at the vista from afar, everyone will think that this guy who appeared in the middle of the Dragon Sleep Temple out of thin air, with a fire tornado lower body, an inverted triangle upper body, and a pair of huge thick flame arms, and a huge flame hammer, is the former fire demon king Ragnaros.

It's a pity that the place where Uncle Rag's head was supposed to be was changed has changed.

The grumpy horn head, lava skull face was gone, replaced by a throne forged by flames. The human who is watching the play with Erlang's legs crossed and his chin in one hand is not Duke Marcus?

"Yo!" Duke raised his palms and swore an oath, "I'm sorry!

"You!" If Deathwing's lungs were still used for breathing, they would probably blow up on the spot.

He didn't care if Ragnaros and Olakiel lived or died. These two elemental lords, who were originally the pawns that Enzos used to assist him in making trouble, died when they died. What he cares about is that the other party actually used the body of his subordinates to deal with him!

Next, another larger replica of Olakir appeared, and of course the head was replaced by Sylvanas.

"Hey, what do you think of our Elemental Body?"