Is Duke back?

The answer is yes!

If anyone can monitor the point in time when Duke is, it must be Nozdorm, the king of time.

This is different from the last time, when Duke dragged on for several years and missed too many events for special reasons. How could Nozdorm not eat a trench and grow wise this time?

He monitored Duke's condition almost the whole time, and as soon as Duke got the [Dragon Soul] signal, he couldn't wait to pick up the three Dukes.

It's just that Duke didn't show up directly, he didn't even notify any of his acquaintances, and he didn't let himself reconnect to the magic net.

The only reason Duke was hiding was naturally more important.

For this, he asked Nozdorm to let the three of them hide in the Cave of Time.

The Cave of Time in Tanaris is both the lair of the Bronze Dragon King and a special place outside the world at this point in time. Even an ancient evil god like Enzos could not have known if Duke had returned.

In the Bronze Dragon King's unique time teleportation, Duke replied.

"It's not time yet, Nozdom, don't you notice that the cards are wrong? whether it's ours or Nesario's. ”

Nozdorm was silent.

Nesario is indeed insane, but not the most utter, irrational madness. If he, who claims to be the Deathwing, had killed him with all his strength at the beginning of the Cataclysm, perhaps he would have really gone completely insane. In that case, no matter which side it is, it will be a one-shot deal, and the winner will be determined directly.

Nesario did not appear directly.

This proves that the element of insidious cunning is still deeply rooted in his soul.

It turns out that the Nesario in history, of course, will be desperate to kill the Dragon Sleeping Temple with the army of destruction because of pride and revenge. After all, he was only injured but not dead.

But in this life, he obviously cares more about Duke.

That jealousy goes deep into the bone marrow and the deepest part of the soul.

Even when the cataclysm opened, he only sent a clone to Stormwind City, and the last time he came to the Dragon Sleep Temple to make trouble, he was also a clone, and he also lost Sinestra.

Duke disappeared silently, and the new five guardian dragons did not appear, and it was impossible for the Dragon Sleep Temple to announce to the public that Duke went back to steal the [Dragon Soul] 10,000 years ago, and then the five dragon kings were to make trouble with their strength, so they shrunk, right?

From another point of view, when the main force of Longmian's side is gone, the sinister, cunning and cautious Brother Wing, really dares to kill directly in?

There must be a big question mark here.

Before Nesario was truly dispatched, they would not be able to infuse the [Dragon's Soul] with the power of the five dragon kings. The full version of [Dragon's Soul] is too powerful. It is as powerful as the sun that suddenly appears in the night, and it is an existence that cannot be concealed by anything or measures.

Once Netsario is scared out of hiding, he will send more and more clones out to make trouble. If the number of clones increases to more than a hundred, there will always be a lack of defense, and the world will become more and more broken under the constant ravages of his clones.

Nozdorm finally asked, "So are we just going to wait?"

"Don't worry, this guy who looks like the real body is very much like the real body. Don't worry, even if Enzos is not in a hurry, Nesario himself is in a hurry. After all, his own body suffers all the time. ”

From Nesario's body and clone, it can be known that his disgusting body, which constantly multiplies and splits the limbs of the dragon, causes him a great deal of pain. Enzos was the one behind the scenes, and it didn't really matter to him whether Nesario died or not. Brother Wings can't bear it by himself!

It seems that he is hesitating, and it seems that he is showing off his might, but in fact, subjective and objective factors are urging him together, and Nesario doesn't have much performance after all, he still crashes headlong into the Dragon Sleep Temple.

"Hahaha! My brothers and sisters! Do you dare not come out, thinking that the poor protective measures of the Dragon Sleeping Temple can protect you and increase your chances of victory? It doesn't matter, I'll go in and drag you out, I will tear your body apart, and then refrigerate it, and from today onwards, you will eat one portion of each of the meat of the five-colored dragon king for 10,000 years!

Deathwing flapped its wings, paused, and quickly pushed its speed to the limit.

When such a behemoth collides with a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour, the visual shock is indeed incomparable.

"Bang!"

The shield of the Temple of Dragon's Sleep made a strange sound.

That's more akin to the hum of metal.

The picture in the field of vision seemed to be cracking, and the white snow seemed to crack like broken glass. It was the spatial barrier that was crumbling.

With the next blow, Nesario struck the Temple of Dragon's Sleep.

When the spatial barrier was shattered, what appeared in front of Nesario was the true face of the first floor of the Temple of Dragon's Sleep.

In the eyes of mortals, the Temple of the Dragon's Sleep is nothing more than a majestic building. The circular body of the tower is two or three hundred meters in diameter. In fact, this is wrong, in order to better communicate with mortals, the five-colored guardian dragon called spatial protection measures to shrink the activity space of the Dragon Sleep Temple, and then in the eyes of mortals, the Dragon Sleep Temple is very small.

Think about it, how can an important building dedicated to the gathering and protection of dragons be small?

The dragon clan is fine, and he will not casually use the [Ultimate Transfiguration] to become the size of a human. They prefer to act on their ontology.

The real Dragon Sleep Temple, the diameter of the first floor alone is more than five thousand meters, and the height is a full five hundred meters.

Under that almost endless momentum, looking at those huge golden pillars that often required hundreds of people to join hands to hug, mortals could only feel that they were too small. Not to mention humans, smaller dragons and half-dragons are easy to ignore.

Of course, for Nesario, who is the size of a hill, the space for movement here is still a little smaller.

What greeted him was an incomparably dazzling thunderbolt.

"Boom!" like a hammer of thunder from the otherworldly void, slammed into Nesario's outstretched jaw. The lightning attack like a left hook knocked a dragon's iron jaw crooked in one go.

"Wook!"

Bizarre sounds.

That's the crunch of a broken jawbone!

Guardian Thorim's long-accumulated full force not only directly broke Nesario's jawbone, but even the aftermath of the thunder was instantly transmitted, causing Nesario, who had only half of his body to poke into the first layer of the Dragon Sleep Temple, and his whole body trembled painfully because of the fierce electricity.

"Whew-" Nesario let out a scream.

This was only the first blow, and Torim's lightning strike was purely last-to-come. The first one to pounce on was actually the wolf god Godring, who used magic to enlarge his body and was more than twenty meters long.