Nefari was relieved of unease. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The dragon beast he was proud of was easily broken. The cautiousness of the Alliance forces made it impossible for the dragon beast to cause any substantial damage after its appearance. I thought that the Alliance's method of exchanging space for time was just a dying struggle, but now in the magic mirror, the corpses of dragon beasts all over the mountains and fields slapped him in the face very well-

His invention was not worth mentioning in Duke's eyes.

Fear gripped his heart.

Victory can disguise everything.

Failure can bring all the anxiety and fear to the surface.

Watching Duke slaughter his dragon beast like a pig with a strange spiral sword, Rao is Nefari couldn't help but think of what happened to his father and sister.

His father, who was more capable of fighting than him, was once upon a time simply unbeatable, crisscrossing the planet Azeroth for thousands of years. However, his father's dragon head has been hung in the Dragon Sleep Temple, and even his soul is suffering from the punishment of the ancestors in the Dragon Sleep Temple.

His younger sister, who is more cunning than him, was still calling for wind and rain in Stormwind not long ago, and almost stole the supreme power of Stormwind City. Now, at night shamelessly subservient to a human being, being ridden gracefully. It is also ridden during the day, and it is a humble mount that dominates the world.

The humanoid Nefarian stepped down from his throne, pacing back and forth.

He counted all possibilities.

At this moment, a powerful and weak existence suddenly broke into his domain, and he sensed the other party's intrusion almost immediately.

It is said to be powerful, because the other party's soul is extremely condensed, and the leader-level aura that is not deliberately suppressed can easily be sensed by him.

It is said to be weak, because the other party does not seem to have a substance, and it is just an insignificant projection.

Nefarian frowned, turned to step onto the throne, and said aloud, "Come out." ”

An incomparably beautiful and bewitching woman stepped out of the void. With her crooked horns, black bat wings, nimble black tail, and typical hooves, she showed Nefarian who she was.

"Greetings to Oreseth, the Burning Legion's Primal Void Lord, great Black Dragon King. ”

Nefarion's eyes narrowed, he didn't have the slightest affection for the Demon Lord's visit. That's right, black dragons are so withdrawn, they don't like their other colored compatriots, and they naturally hate demons.

"Let's get straight to it. I rushed to do the experiment. "Nefarian is a good example of what it is like a science nerd.

"Hehe, right now before the Alliance is about to kill you on your throne?" said Oresses with a seductive smile, her waist crossed in a beautiful S-shaped curve.

"Humph!" Nefarian grimaced.

Sensing that Nefarian's patience was reaching the limit, Oreses chuckled and said, "The great Lord Kil'Gardan already has a plan to dismember that damn Alliance. All you have to do is - don't be defeated by Duke Marcus so quickly, or or, if defeated, you're willing to escape from this nest that will send you to hell. As long as you're alive for a day, those mortals won't be able to sleep for a day. Hehehehe!"

"Bastard—" Nefarian snapped his fingers, and a flash of black flame struck Oreses like lightning across the void.

Oresese was burned out in an instant, but so what?

The cunning female demon has cast a menacing phantom with no connotation from beginning to end, not even a doppelganger.

Nefarian was very unhappy! Unhappy to the point of a volcanic eruption!

"Bastard demon, what do you think of me as the king of the black dragon!?

Three seconds later, the entire Blackstone Tower suddenly resounded with a terrifying dragon roar that was enough to crack the ground and collapse.

"Whew-"

In the Blackwing's lair, every drake beast showed a terrified face. Every Black Iron Dwarf Craftsman, every Blackwing Goblin Technician either cradled with his head in his hands, or fell to his knees and shivered. No one knows why his master, Nefalian, the Black Dragon King, is suddenly so angry!

At the top of the Blackwing Lair, on the throne that Nefarian had the best goblin technicians build for himself, Nefarian gasped for air.

He was forcing himself to be calm, purely for the sake of being calm, for the sake of evil.

A voice answered his call in his spiritual sea.

This will is so strong, Rao knows that the other party is just a divided divine thought, Nefarian is a demigod, and there is still a terrifying illusion that even the other party's distraction can't resist.

"Guy, are you finally willing to call me?"

"I agreed to the conditions you mentioned last time. I will offer you my sister, Onexia, the purest of the black dragon princesses, as a sacrifice. Nefarian said in a low voice.

"Hey, hey, hey, your so-called sacrifice is not in your hands! Are you fooling me by offering something that doesn't belong to you? I have an endless amount of time to wait, but that doesn't mean I'm willing to wait for an endless time. In a hundred days, I will see my sacrifice, and if I can't see it, the price you know......"

Nefarian shuddered, and finally gritted his teeth in hatred: "You'll see!"

"Great! You'll get what you want. The voice finished the last note and drifted away.

At this moment, on the battlefield of the Wastelands, the Alliance is cleaning up the battlefield.

The originally menacing group of dragon beasts had already been slaughtered. These terrifying monsters, while still frantically launching desperate assaults on the Alliance forces, were no longer able to inflict any mass destruction.

The most elite guards of the royal family's secret room of the dwarves turned on the [Heavenly God Descent] to become larger, and then carried the rampaging dragon beasts one by one, and then there were groups of mages to concentrate on the attack.

Of course, there are more exaggerated ways of playing.

"Wha! Die, die-" A certain princess who was Duke's mount made a lightning raid, fell from the sky, grabbed the back of the necks of the two dragon beasts with sharp and huge dragon claws, and then flapped her wings to climb rapidly, and finally dropped the dragon beasts at a height of more than 500 meters, playing free fall.

Drakemons are not dragons, they do not have the ability to fly themselves.

How high the resistance is?

Their own weight, combined with gravitational acceleration, is the most feared killer.

"Bang, bang!!" "Every time a dragon beast falls, it must hit multiple dragon beasts as a cushion. If it hits, it must be a blur of flesh and blood, and several corpses are shattered into pieces, unable to distinguish each other.

Feelings Onyxia played airdrop dragon meat bomb play addicted.

"Hey, hey, master, am I amazing!?" In the face of the Black Dragon Princess's invitation, Duke always felt that her flight trajectory flew into a 'funny' word for a while, and a 'B' word for a while, but it couldn't dampen the enthusiasm of this product, so she could only say "not bad, not bad"!

At this moment, Duke suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation!