Chapter 028: Attacking the Shield of the Son with the Spear of the Son

Could it be that the tragedy that the red dragon encountered not long ago will be repeated again?

Crassus turned his head and glanced at the golden disc in Winlessa's hand, and a touch of cruelty immediately appeared on his face.

"We must destroy the Demon Souls, or we won't be able to defeat Deathwing, even with the help of the coalition. ”

Hearing this, Wen Lesa immediately handed over the disc in her hand. But before Crassus could take it, a flat voice extinguished the excitement in her heart.

"Demon souls are born from the power of the dragon kings, not to mention us, even the dragon kings have nothing to do. Standing in front of the ice sculpture, Terrey said in a unique voice that didn't have much ups and downs as she watched Lanloth's state carefully.

"Even so, we can't sit still. Although he knew that what he said was right, Crassus really couldn't imagine what it would be like to wait like this.

"With that effort, it's better to find a way to solve this trouble. Seeing that the ice was melting at an increasingly obvious rate, Tyre's delicate eyebrows couldn't help but slowly huddle together.

"It's not good. Sidai stretched out her hand on the ice crystal, and her face also became a little ugly, "There is a very powerful force surging from his body, so powerful that it is terrifying. ”

"His body, I'm afraid it's almost unbearable. ”

"Then, is there any way to help him?" Hearing the two of them say this, Wen Lesa suddenly became anxious.

The Ranger immediately rushed forward and said in an almost pleading tone, "Please, whatever you want to do, I can do it, as long as I can help him." ”

Such earnest words made TerrΓ© and Stella look at this mortal in unison, but the former's eyes were a little different?

"If I had, I would have done it a long time ago. Tyre's voice revealed obvious helplessness, although her anxiety could not be seen on the surface, but the delicate face revealed a deep pity and self-blame.

"Perhaps, I can help. Just when several people were at a loss, a heavenly voice broke the deadlock. As everyone turned their heads, a tall and hot figure appeared in their sight.

"Your Majesty......" The eagerness on Crassus's face suddenly dissipated, and only a strong love remained in his blue eyes.

"Sorry to worry you. With the same affectionate gaze in return, Alexstasza glanced at the crowd and walked quickly to Lanros. I saw that the elf with the long crimson hair like flames was lightly clicked, and the ice crystals suddenly fell apart, and the mage who was bound by the ice also fell to the ground because of this.

Picking him up, the Red Dragon Queen pursed her lips slightly and kissed the mage's forehead like a dragonfly, ignoring the heat that distorted the air.

The heat wave seemed to freeze at this moment, and as a wonderful force that could not help but multiply his spirit surged around Lanloth's forehead, the surrounding temperature and his dark red skin actually returned to normal at an extremely fast speed.

Even, with the flow of power, flowers of various colors appeared on the dry dirt under Lanloth's feet, and large swaths of seedlings germinated and quickly grew into verdant, soft grass.

I'm ......

An intoxicating coolness spread from his forehead to all his limbs, and Lanloth's consciousness gradually regained its clarity. As his vision slowly became clearer, the scenery that greeted him suddenly made him feel another scorching heat rushing to his head.

The warm and soft skin of mutton fat jade, combined with the cool crimson chest guard, and the shadow that grabbed his eyeballs under it.

Hey......

Although Lanloth finally returned to normal, seeing the other party's obscene demeanor, Wen Lesa only felt a nameless fire coming from her heart, and in anger, she grabbed the mage by the collar and lifted him from the arms of the Red Dragon Queen.

"When are you going to see it!"

"Ahh

After all, it was the elder Lanros for countless years, and the elder Alexstrasa didn't mind the mage's slightly vulgar performance just now: "This energy in your body comes from Deathwing. Fortunately, it's only a very small part, otherwise, in my current state, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to help you suppress it. ”

Although it was the first time they met, the other party's simple words had already indicated her identity, and besides, there was probably only one red-haired elf who could have such a peerless appearance and a refreshing voice.

"Thank you for your help, Your Majesty the Dragon King. ”

"No, it's me who wants to say thank you. With a wave of his hand, a faint sadness appeared in Alexstaza's flame-like orange eyes, "If it weren't for you, my people and I would still be in dire straits. ”

"But now is not the time to say that. The Red Dragon Queen looked at the sky, and her originally soft expression instantly became as solid as steel. She is not indifferent, as the queen of the red dragon, as the sworn keeper of life, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire behind her, she will, and must be firm and unyielding!

However, the situation above is not so good.

Although the Dragon Alliance has an absolute advantage in numbers, Deathwing's strength is far from being compensated for by numbers alone.

Ten thousand years ago, after Nessario aimed the demon's soul at his compatriots, the powerful power of the artifact not only defeated the dragon, but also inadvertently channeled it into his body, causing a terrible change in the black dragon's body and power.

His smooth scales had become fragmented, and only magic and steel could hold them in place. Even so, the hot magma continued to spill through the cracks, like a volcano ready to erupt at any moment.

The Demon Soul not only changed his appearance, but also strengthened his strength, allowing his body to minimize the damage inflicted on him by the rest of the dragon kings. In the current situation, let alone defeating Deathwing, it is even a luxury to keep it.

But Deathwing had disappeared for 10,000 years, and he finally seized the opportunity to jump out on his own, and just happened to fall into an ambush by the dragon alliance. Just let a scourge swagger away from under the noses of the dragons?

Is this possible?

Thinking of this, Lanlos looked at the disc in Wen Lesa's arms: "Isn't it, just destroy this thing?"

"The Demon Soul is a powerful artifact that gathers the power of all the dragon kings, unless there is an equal degree of power as a medium, it ......" Crassus was about to sigh, but somehow suddenly paused, and then looked at Lanros with a look of disbelief.

At the same time, the others remembered what the Red Dragon Queen had just said, and they all looked at the mage in unison.

The latter took a deep breath, and then nodded in the horrified gaze of the group: "The strength of the Earth Guardian should be qualified, right?"

Is there such a coincidence in the world? Eh, it seems to be true......

Taking the disc from a stunned Winlessa, Lanros carefully laid it flat on the ground. As he held his breath, a familiar wave of heat slowly surged from beneath his feet.

No, it's not just the insanely hot heatwave. With Lanloth as the center, the earth suddenly shook violently for no reason, and the increasingly dense roar demonstrated the absolute authority of this force.

With this burst of power, both several dragons and Wen Lesa could feel a terrifying force spreading from the soles of their feet to all parts of their bodies. Of course, this is not to say that this power is very powerful, but this power to affect the earth is far beyond the scope of their comprehension.

This is the power of the Guardians, the power of the Titans.

Lanlos, on the other hand, was not so shocking. After all, it's what it's like to carry the weight of a dying world.

Burning pain emanated from the depths of his chest, endless flames from the heart of Azeroth tumbling deep in his soul. His flesh and skin felt like evaporation, once again glowing a dark and angry red.

The pain, such an unbearable burden for mortals, almost instantly crushed his spine. Fortunately, when he was about to collapse, a faint coolness from the center of his eyebrows eased his pressure slightly.

With Alexstrasa's help, Lanros squeezed the moment of sobriety, stretched out his index finger, and slammed it into the center of the disc.

Buzzβ€”β€”!

The pleasant humming sound penetrated the world in an instant.

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