Chapter 1887: It's Time to Settle the General Ledger

The white ice cold conquered a distance of two thousand meters in one breath and shot towards the target.

The two Nesario clones who were lured to the position of direct fire at the muzzle were directly hit!

The fangs of white icy energy directly bit through the dragon skin of the Deathwing clone. The dragon's limbs, which had been stirring and fangs and claws a moment ago, stiffened for a moment.

A cold snap of absolute zero penetrated every cell in the Wings' clone in 0.01 seconds, and what was even more terrifying was the ensuing elemental erosion.

If anyone could put a slice of the body tissue of the Wings under a microscope, they would be able to clearly see that the cells that had been manic and rioting, constantly multiplying and dividing at a high speed, suddenly became slow and moved like an old woman. The water in the cells turned into ice edges, and the hedgehog pierced the cell wall of each cell.

The same thing happens to every cell.

The huge dragon body, which had been so noisy and full of disgusting sensations a second ago, became dead and silent under the cold current.

Silently, a huge dragon doppelganger turned into a large ice sculpture that made the dragon unhappy.

The doppelganger ice sculpture, which lost its support, fell straight to the ground from a height of thousands of meters.

"Click-"

The two winged clones shattered directly!

"Oooh, oh!" The shocking picture in the magic mirror directly made the alliance soldiers who witnessed this scene excited to a climax!

They clenched their fists and raised their arms in the air, shouting.

"Confirm that targets 1 and 3 have been completely destroyed!" the voice of the monitor's sister echoed through the bridge of the [Bismarck].

"Whew!" Gianna and Gerbin's tense hearts finally relaxed.

To this day, killing a Deathwing clone isn't something to be proud of. It is worth boasting about the fact that with the combination of magic and technology, the demigod-level monster is killed at the level of the sun level.

Killing the enemy by leaping the ladder has been unattainable since ancient times.

In particular, it is even more difficult to normalize this kind of behavior.

At Duke's suggestion, mortals, with their own wisdom and creativity, are trying to make the impossible possible.

Before Duke left for Antiquity, he said, "Azeroth has a planetary will of its own. When the planet is full of disasters and difficulties, the planet will let go of the restrictions it has set, so that more mortals have the space and opportunities to break through. It is foreseeable that one day, there will be more and more Archmages of the Dawn Sun. Although it is not as good as the sun on the streets, I estimate that it is not a problem for the alliance to cultivate a dozen or so sun mages. ”

With the Dawn Archmage in charge, and with the assistance of the cannons of the giant ship, he has the combat power to threaten the demigods, what a great leapfrog feat!

In the midst of this feat and legend, the great dwarf craftsman Gerbin felt a supreme sense of happiness.

Only Gianna was more sober: "Immediately transmit the battle data." The Bismarck left the scene at maximum speed. Nesario is likely to go crazy, and we're going to keep the prototype as much as possible. ”

Weapons that have not been combat-tested are mostly garbage. As long as the experiment is largely successful, the next modification is a matter of course, provided that the most critical prototype ship is kept.

It seems that Nesario has also discovered that this strange human creature must be destroyed. More clones began to flutter out of the whirlpool in the southern part of the Dragonbone Wilderness.

At this moment, no one noticed that the league's routine continued.

What is the most important thing in modern warfare?

Air supremacy!

Neither the Dragonsleep Coalition nor the World Destroyer realized what the Alliance was so desperate to wipe out the Twilight Dragon's power in the air.

Although the Twilight Dragon is a mass-produced item like instant noodles, there is a limit to the number of Twilight Dragons that can be dispatched per unit of time, depending on the number of Twilight Dragons that can act as commanders, and the maximum amount of Nessarion's willpower.

Uneven aware of the Dragon's Sleep Temple, Duke threw out a set of calculation formulas before leaving.

If the base number of an adult Twilight Dragon is set to 1, the combat power of the Twilight Dragon equal to the level of the Elder Dragon and the adult dragon he can control is basically 300, then the maximum value that Nesario can command is between 12,000 and 20,000.

It depends on how close his body is to the Twilight Dragons, and how complex the situation is.

This means that Nesario can only fight with a maximum of about 10,000 adult dragons, and any more will allow the undisciplined Twilight Dragons to fly and mess with themselves.

Once the Twilight Dragons over the frontal battlefield are emptied, and a new batch of Twilight Dragons are to be replenished, there will be a vacuum over the battlefield for about five minutes.

At an altitude of 4,000 meters, a giant transport ship of the Alliance began to drop [Magic Nuclear Bomb]!

In fact, this thing has nothing to do with nuclear power. At this stage, the alliance is far from being a 'nuclear' word in terms of power supply and science and technology.

This can't stop Du's yearning for a big bomb.

Since Nesario also knew that he could not destroy the Temple of Dragon's Sleep with the Twilight Dragons alone, but instead pressed the treasure on the earth elementals that came out of the Deep Rock Continent, then he only needed to blow up all the earth elements.

[Little Fat Man No. 2] fell with a bang, and not a single Twilight Dragon, not even Nesario himself, who was hiding in the shadows, did not realize the horror of this magic bomb.

The last time the Alliance sent out this kind of bombing, it was the Forsaken who jumped on the side of the thieves in the tribe during the Wrath of the Lich King.

In such a cold and remote place as Winterspring Valley, there are not many Twilight believers.

When the iconic mushroom cloud rose up, Nesario was bewildered.

On the snow-covered earth, colorful flames were on the ground, waving their teeth and claws in mid-air.

It was a few seconds before a terrifying shock wave of elemental and explosive mixtures arrived. Shakes, explosions, loud noises that pierce the eardrums, all of them are symbols of the tragic loss of the Earth Elemental Army......

In the clearing where the earth elemental creatures gathered, [Little Fat Man No. 2] exploded in the giant earth elemental elite cluster gathered there.

The core area directly turned into a huge pit with a diameter of five hundred meters. The earth element in that place is naturally a corpse and bones.

With a loud rumbling sound, the stone army suddenly flew with rubble, and the stones that had been blown up fell like hail on the heads and bodies of their companions.

There was no screaming in a row, and the earth elemental creatures silently landed on the beach, and died silently in silence.

This is just the beginning, not the end!

More little fat bombs were thrown, and a series of sky-high flames rose on the ground, dazzling the heads of the dragons.

Finally, the genuine Nesario roared, rising into the air from the great sea whirlpool, his voice echoing over and over again throughout the Dragonbone Wilderness.

"My brothers and sisters, the time has come to settle the score. ”