Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 525: Monologue

Ysera and Malygos suddenly launched a melee, which was beyond Neltharion's mindset. When he came to his senses, Malygos had bitten the dragon's neck, which was just below the back of its head. At the same time, Malygos's front claws were also bitten. Endless magical power rushed from the neck into Neltharion's neck.

Near the black dragon's shoulder, Ysera was biting the back of the neck fiercely. Her claws pressed down on Deathwing's wings, and she also injected the power of dreams into every point of contact.

At this time, Nozdormu, who was the least fearless of death, also rushed over. Anyway, this guy's body is made of sand and metal. As long as the power of time contained in the dragon body is not damaged, this guy is immortal. He gave a "passionate" hug and bit towards Neltharion's right chest ribs with his big sand mouth. The place that was bitten turned into dust and dissipated.

"Ahhhhhhh——"

Neltharion struggled in vain. In his good right eye, there was only one existence - Alexstrasza, the life-giver who restrained him the most!

Unexpectedly, the breath she exhaled was clearly scarlet dragon breath, but visually it looked as if it was a strange green flame.

That is the color of life!

The power that makes the earth awaken and the flowers bloom!

A breath of life from above narrowly avoided Nozdormu's neck and hit Neltharion's left chest heavily. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

The former guardian of the earth let out the loudest howl since the war began, and the next moment, his dragon blood, which was almost equivalent to super-high temperature flames, gushed out from every one of his wounds.

Originally, this fatal blow could at least severely damage the two guardian dragons behind.

But Duke shouted "Scatter!" at the critical moment, allowing Ysera and Malygos to escape.

Nozdormu relied on his thick skin and flesh to dodge a little slowly, and he was surprised to find that Neltharion's dragon blood had actually consumed a considerable portion of his time power.

This is fate for him!

Nozdormu suddenly felt regretful.

Covered with wounds and gushing dragon blood, Neltharion fell rapidly from mid-air.

He crashed through the clouds like a comet falling to the ground, and slammed into the southern wall of Lordaeron. His huge body easily smashed the hard wall that even the orcs' strongest catapults could not destroy, just like smashing a pile of building blocks.

The falling black dragon instantly plowed a huge gully over a hundred meters wide and over one kilometer in the grass between the southern wall of Lordaeron and Lake Lordamere.

The entire city of Lordaeron seemed to groan in pain at this moment, and the southern wall collapsed like a domino, causing a violent ground subsidence. The vibration spread in all directions like a wave, and the buildings near the wall made the most violent explosions and then collapsed.

This scene was many times more exaggerated than a plane crash.

The falling Neltharion continued to advance southward on the wet river bank like a raging wave. The tree that two people hugged together was more fragile than a matchstick in the face of this terrible impact, and was easily broken and knocked away.

The defeated Neltharion chewed the mud awkwardly while shoveling like a bulldozer, from the city wall all the way to Lake Lordamere. A huge wooden dock at the lakeside that could accommodate the largest battleships of the Alliance was directly blown up, and countless pieces of broken wood flew into the air.

And Neltharion crashed into the lake with his entire dragon.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise like thunder.

The fall of Neltharion caused waves nearly a hundred meters high!

When the lake water calmed down a little, the entire lake surface began to boil due to its extremely high temperature, as if there was an erupting volcano at the bottom of the lake.

The four guardian dragons looked at each other.

The big sister Alexstrasza was extremely domineering: "Drag him up and keep killing him!"

Fighting in deep water has never been Feilong's forte.

First of all, this is not the deep sea in the true sense.

Secondly, what if the lake is more than ten meters deep? Is the title of the King of Magic just a boast?

Malygos opened his eyes wide, and his vertical pupils suddenly turned blue. Countless mysterious magic runes poured down from top to bottom in his water tank-sized pupils.

A domineering roar echoed throughout the sky, making the ears of everyone in Lordaeron buzz.

"I declare—this is a world of ice!"

This is a spectacle that every witness will never forget.

This is a miracle that every bard will sing about for thousands of years.

Originally, there was only a thin layer of broken ice on the lake surface. When a blue-white shock wave continued to spread and extended to the horizon, the broken ice turned into thick ice. The incomparable cold air penetrated directly into the bottom of the lake, and within a few breaths, all the water within a radius of several kilometers turned into ice.

"Explode!" Malygos shouted again with thunder.

"Crack, crack!" The lake water that turned into ice suddenly made a loud explosion, and then exploded all at once. All the ice fragments rose into the air in a way that defied gravity and quickly dissipated in the terrible winter wind.

No one dared to believe their eyes. The Lordamere Lake that the people of Lordaeron had seen for thousands of years was gone. In its place was a huge white-bottomed deep pit, and where the horizon should have been, an extremely steep icy cliff appeared.

And at the bottom of the pit near the original lake, a huge black dragon emitting high fever was moving with difficulty. No, it could be considered as twitching in death.

The four powerful dragons, oh, the four guardian dragons flapped their wings and surrounded him again. From the four directions of east, south, west and north, they watched Neltharion closely.

"It's over! Neltharion, your shameless betrayal ten thousand years ago will finally come to an end today." The Red Dragon Queen declared victory.

"For my mate and my people!" Malygos was still furious.

"You, lost in the river of time, will become my trophy!" Nozdormu announced proudly.

"Sleep forever, my brother." Ysera said lightly.

Duke interrupted: "Can you guys kill him quickly? I'm afraid something might happen."

"There can't be any changes!" Malygos interrupted Duke's magic communication rudely.

Duke, who was standing on the terrace in Lordaeron City, curled his lips and said, "Then do it! I don't want to fight the same boss three times!"

After a lot of nonsense, the four guardian dragons finally took action.

They dismembered Neltharion... and immediately realized something was wrong.

The surroundings were hazy.

Alexstrasza saw Neltharion rising from the dead and crushing her eggs.

Nozdormu saw the future race of bronze dragons coming back to attack him and his brood.

Once again, Malygos witnessed the destruction of the blue dragon race.

The three guardian dragons woke up at the same time: "Ysera! What are you doing!?"

"No! It's not me—"