Azeroth Trail of Light

Frankly speaking, with Deathwing's character, it is impossible for him to be buried here with this dead land.

For the already crazy dragon, running away is not an unacceptable behavior. He firmly believes that everything he does is for a noble goal. He firmly believes that Azeroth will be destroyed. True existence and meaning, the end of all things coming under his guidance is the best future destination for Azeroth.

Under this noble goal, all choices and behaviors are acceptable.

But even if he wanted to escape, he needed to find a good time, especially when surrounded by the four dragon kings and a guy who was not weaker than the dragon king at all, Deathwing felt that it would be difficult for him to escape.

As the former king of black dragons and one of the leaders of the former guardian dragons, he will never lack the courage to fight to the death, although he cannot see the destruction of Azeroth with his own eyes, nor can he see the arrival of the real twilight hour , but as long as the dragon egg can hatch everything smoothly, everything is acceptable.

So at the moment when the last piece of source plasm armor was torn apart, Deathwing released his original form without hesitation, which was the true self that had been bound and hidden by the source plasm armor, that was the distorted tentacles and The completely transformed flesh and blood gathered together to form a chaotic shape.

Flesh, crimson tide of flesh and blood, the flesh and blood split from Deathwing's fully released body, starting from where he is, is constantly surging in all directions, it is hotter than magma, crazier than flames , flesh and blood more terrible than corrosion.

It was an ugly state where no fixed form could be seen. His four claws still existed, but under the claws, what extended were no longer black dragon scales, but tentacles of flesh and blood that had appeared before. The blood of the magma, the red tentacles, outside the fleshy body, the four claws have turned into whip-like limbs, his whole body is like an extra-large flame slime .

It is very similar to the existence of those ancient gods, with scabies-like flesh and blood distortions, but unlike the ancient gods who are more inclined to attack with energy, Deathwing in the form of the Chaos Dragon King is better at attacking from the power side.

"What the hell is this!"

Malygos, who was struggling to flap his wings and fly in the air, looked extremely embarrassed. One of his dragon horns, which was as beautiful as a work of art, was broken off, and the broken dragon scales and the wounds on his body made by Deathwing made him feel extremely embarrassed. This crystal-like king of magic looked as if he had just returned from the battlefield of chaos.

His spirit is uplifting. The old blue dragon knows that today, Deathwing is doomed to escape the punishment he deserves. The punishment imposed by the dragon kings will eventually end with Deathwing's complete death. Ten thousand years of hatred Will be finally executed today, which makes Malygos happy.

But after actually seeing Deathwing's form under that difficult layer of elemental armor, the old blue dragon couldn't help but feel chills all over his body. The blood red, like a red tide, had already submerged half of Ogg In the Rila Heights, and it continues to spread around, as if it could devour everything, the symbol of Deathwing only has a head and four claws that are still intact, spliced ​​together in a strange way on this layer. On top of the body of a disgusting creature with a tingling scalp.

It's like a nightmare monster!

"Why is he so similar to those ancient gods?"

Alexstrasza's voice came to the ears of the other dragon kings, and Dick's light wings kept floating behind his silver-white body, and the Angel of Order answered with a cold and emotionless voice.

"Because after falling into chaos, he has been transformed from the inside out by that distorted force. This body itself carries the will and power from chaos. In essence, he is no different from the ancient gods. gone."

"He is the last planetary sore of Azeroth, he must be killed here!"

"Boom!"

A loud noise came from behind the crowd. Ysera, who had re-formed into a human form, turned her head, and saw the Blade's Edge Mountain behind her. At the farthest point of view, a towering mountain was slowly falling, causing dust and rocks to fall. The resulting chaos is vivid and clearly visible.

"Earthquake. The mountain range is cracking! The entire Blade's Edge Mountain has a major earthquake!"

"He has completely let go of his control over the earth, and the area of ​​gravity disorder is rapidly expanding. This lunatic, he wants to completely destroy this place!"

Malygos knew what happened just by taking a look. He quickly estimated the situation of the crazily spreading earthquake, and said in a low voice, "If this kind of earthquake is allowed to continue like this, this broken world may be destroyed. I can't keep it."

"It's not that serious!"

The long sword of order in the hand of the angel of order flicked, and a sharp light sprinkled in the air. Below, Deathwing's completely unfettered flesh and blood had spread to most of Ogrila's split from the center. The ogres in Grela had already evacuated here before the war started, and suffered extremely serious losses from the two caster camps built on the edge of Ogrila.

Those demons had no time to escape. When Gruul collided with Deathwing's power of the earth, more than a third of those who affected Chiyu were killed, and then they were killed by the gravity-changing earthquake. It was washed away, and was finally completely swallowed by the crimson flesh that spread like a red tide.

It's like being melted, and I can't even struggle.

This is the most powerful weapon of the Chaos Dragon King. After Deathwing abandoned his powerful body, what he possesses is these twisted flesh and blood that can swallow life in an instant, and then completely transform it into vitality. His, not only a wild dream, but also this body.

The dragon kings should be glad that Deathwing was not forced to this point in the dragon war ten thousand years ago, otherwise, this kind of chaotic form that can devour life and proliferate indefinitely, on the battlefield back then, almost no one could resist it.

Moreover, these flesh and blood are not as harmless as they appear. In fact, except for the four black dragon claws pulled by the tentacles, the other tentacles have the power of Deathwing's blow, that is to say, As long as it wants, it can protrude its tentacles from anywhere on its body, catching opponents by surprise.

From his battle with Gruul, it can be seen that these tentacles also have a terrifying corrosive power. In short, the fully released Chaos Dragon King is definitely Deathwing's means of suppressing the bottom of the tank.

"I want to remove the authority of the earth from his body, you help me attract his attention!"

The light wings on the back of the Angel of Order suddenly opened and flapped gently, driving the Angel of Order to rush down towards the magma-like mass of flesh and blood below.

Like a silver meteor falling from the sky, passing across the dark red sky reflected by the flames, Deathwing obviously also noticed Dick's movement, his four dragon claws that had turned into long whips Sweeping and slanting in the air, brought out a swaying magma tentacles, attacking the Angel of Order descending from the sky like a forest of thousands of guns, as well as the elemental arrows mixed in it.

After his body was completely released, Deathwing's attacks became extremely diverse. Almost every inch of the sky before Dick's eyes was filled with those magic-shooting magma tentacles. Forward pilot.

His silver figure flickered and paused from time to time, and then moved to another direction, like a jumping light spot, but no matter what, it kept rushing downward, never stopping.

"Don't even think about getting close to me! You scum! I'm the strongest!"

"boom"

A tentacle exploded beside Dick, and the tyrannical energy fluctuations made his jumping figure stagnate for a moment, but when other tentacles lashed towards him, a dazzling blue-purple light flashed by his side, like a sickle , swept across these densely packed tentacles, and once again opened the way forward for Dick.

In the darkness, eyes fixed on the approaching, twisted flesh of Deathwing, he whispered,

"I am coming!"

"What you expected, what you predicted, the future you worked hard for, here I come! Deathwing."

"If you want to destroy the world, pass me first!"

"puff"

Like the sound of a silver awl piercing an egg shell, under the sharp blade of the order sword, the crimson flesh and blood were easily torn apart, but what came to the face was an indescribable liquid, just Like the real magma and the ugly existence mixed with the power of chaos, Dick saw it as the most malicious embodiment in the world.

But he didn't hesitate, but strode in. In terms of the shape of the Chaos Dragon King, unless it is like in the game, the four dragon kings abandon each other's authority and integrate all their power into one attack, completely destroying the shape of Deathwing. Annihilation, otherwise it is basically impossible to kill with one hit.

It was impossible for Dick to allow the Four Dragon Kings to bury Deathwing with him. The existence of the guardian dragon army was more important than a single Deathwing, so he had to adopt another method.

He wants to defeat Deathwing who is still stubbornly resisting from the inside. This guy, this guy who wants to drag the Blade's Edge Mountain and the entire Draenor world to be buried with him!

On the other side, on the land already occupied by crimson flesh and blood, the King of the Blue Dragon can finally unleash his magic to his heart's content.

A huge blue eyeball-like gemstone rotates around his humanoid body. This is the focal rainbow, the concentrated embodiment of magical power. With this thing, Malygos' magic is like a storm, Exploding continuously over the body of the Chaos Dragon King of Deathwing.

Nozdormu opened his hands, and behind him, a huge golden hourglass was slowly tilting. In the phantom of the hourglass, the number and speed of the magic and breath of other dragon kings were greatly accelerated. Prophet, Nozdormu would feel tremors every time he looked down at the body of the Chaos Dragon King.

Among the thousands of futures he has seen, he has seen such an existence more than once, that is, it has attracted the bell of the end of the world, and now, he finally saw him in reality, this person who claims to host Twilight The mad dragon who judged, the Bronze Dragon King did not have the trembling feeling before.

Because they have the upper hand, they can kill him! They can end all that shit here!

Nozdormu stroked his golden beard, and his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly. As the wisest dragon king, he obviously knew what Dick was going to do. He waved his hand to fix the black dragon claws that were attacking the sky in place, and then Say to your brothers and sisters,

"Don't attack his body! You can't kill him like this!"

"Malygos, use magic to limit his growth, Ysera, Alexstrasza! Lure him to drive the authority of the earth, the more violent the authority shakes, the faster Dick can find it! I will bless you "Time surges", stop holding back, brothers and sisters!"

"Once the power of the land is stripped away, Deathwing... his death is approaching!"