Stormwind God

"Nefarian, dare you roll out of your lair and fight me !?"

Duke's declaration of challenge is almost domineering!

Onyxia's eyes flowed, showing a rare obsession and fanaticism. How could the noble princess of the black dragon submit to a mere mortal.

Correct!

Only great men like this!

There is only such a peerless powerhouse that drives the world forward!

Is enough to make her willing to dominate his feet!

Witnessing Duke overwhelmed her elder brother in momentum. This feeling of falling or sublimation dominated Onyxia's entire soul for a moment.

Furious and hot!

"Yes! That's the kind of male I want!"

It is impossible for Duke to hear Onyxia ’s cry, not to mention that this is a big killer for a guy who worships the strong in his bones!

Nefarian was shocked, and was really shocked.

For a moment, he almost wanted to promise Duke on the spot to come to a decisive battle.

After a second, Nefarian shrank.

Without it, Duke's fame is as good as the sun among the mortals, but it is almost unheard of among the black dragons.

Why did Nesario die?

How did Onyxia descend?

Not only did he hit Duke's trap, but he was killed!

Duke is so good now that he is singled out, and the ghost knows if he will be the one who picks up the alliance plus the strong tribe, and his younger sister.

He couldn't tell what a ghost looked like in Molten Heart, but Duke was obviously freeing his hand.

Moreover, as a rare great scientist in the dragon family, Nefarian has always believed that as time goes by, the opportunity is on his side!

At this point, his refusal was logical.

"Huh! I refuse! You are a mere mortal who is not qualified to let me accept your challenge. Of course, if you and your ridiculous teammates have the ability to kill me in front of the throne at the top of the Black Stone Tower, I don't mind to personally I give you eternal death! Hey hey! "Neferian's phantom disappeared after making a few pretending howls.

Feeling Nefalian's will recede, Duke took a sigh of relief and pulled Onyxia directly back to Karazhan.

Upon exiting the portal, Onyxia turned his head and showed a bright red smile: "Oh! My dear master, how do you think you don't want my brother to come out and fight you?"

When Duke patted Dragon pp, Onykia immediately exclaimed with coquettishness.

"Any sane commander would not want to fight on two fronts. Because that often means defeat. Although we used Exotus to deceive the sleeping Ragnaros, the extinction of the flame rune will eventually Touched his nerves. Now, only by fooling Nefarian not to let him run out can he free up time to deal with Ragnaros. Of course, if Nefarian runs out to die in advance, it is also a good choice. "

Onyxia's sly eyes continued to turn: "Are you afraid that when we deal with the Lord of Flames, my elder brother will run out! That's why he deliberately shocked him ... Does this work?"

Duke's eyes flashed with light: "Hey! I ca n’t afford to gamble, why can he afford it? Anyway, I am a man with two names: Dragon Slayer and Dragon Slayer. Since you guys are black dragon A family likes to play conspiracy so much, he naturally thinks too much. Thinking too much means poor determination. Nefarian would never dare to come out before his research is completed. "

"You are not afraid of my brother's research ..."

"For someone who has peeked into fate, your brother's research is not worth mentioning."

Destiny ...?

Onyxia's heart felt only throbbed. She can be afraid of the strong, not revenge and revenge, but she is afraid of fate.

What's more, when you face a player who knows all your hole cards and you have no alternative but to help him, the deepest hopelessness will drive her crazy.

It was this helpless despair and evasion mentality that made her submit.

Suddenly, Onyxia fell to his knees.

"Ok?"

"Master, do you know? You were just too aggressive, I like ..."

"Uh?" Duke found something a bit wrong: "Wait, what are you doing?"

"Don't you always ask me to taste the taming dragon whip? Now I'm taking the initiative to try it!" Looking upwards, Onyxia threw Duke a flirtatious and slightly enchanting Look.

Duke's bones were crisp all of a sudden ...

How to train a dragon or something, just a sideshow, Duke's attention is still focused on the heart of molten fire. During that period Ragnaros's consciousness showed two signs of awakening, both of which had stalled the Exxus under Duke's control.

Finally, on September 16th, the master craftsman Gelbin and the Duke of Hedassis came to visit together.

"Duke! Everything is ready!" A dwarf, an element of water, obviously two species that differ greatly, at this time they have the same fanaticism in their eyes.

Duke laughed: "I knew you could do it."

On September 18, the Alliance and the Horde invested in almost all the strongest who could invest.

There is only Thrall guarding the main city over the tribe.

On the side of the alliance, General Abedis defended Lordaeron, Brian Bronzebeard and Reginald Windsor led the army stuck in the Scorching Canyon and Burning Plains, plus staying at the Dark Gate Turalyon in front, all the rest of the heroes, are all devoted to the battle that determines the fate of the Eastern Kingdoms mainland and even the entire Azeroth.

If it fails, the angry Ragnaros will probably be destroyed not only by half of the Redridge Mountains, but by the entire southern continent.

The surrounding air is still hot and suffocating, and tribal strongmen such as Grom are very uncomfortable with the cold air spray installed on their shoulders and the strange mask that is attached to the left shoulder at any time.

But seeing all the strong players in the league wear it this way, I can barely use it myself.

Fortunately, the operation is simple. In theory, as long as you press any of the white buttons on the left and right shoulders, cold mist will be continuously emitted. According to Gelbin, this could prevent them from suffocating by inhaling excess hot gas.

Watching Exetertus, who was supposed to be one of the leaders of the Molten Heart, look like a grandson. While listening to Duke's instruction, Vol'jin felt a wonderful sense of joy.

For some reason, Vol'jin already had a feeling in his mind that this time the hunt for the Lord of the Flames will be quite smooth.

Not only him, it is clear that everyone is about to face the powerful element demigod Ragnaros, which is second only to the ancient gods. The partiality of the people associates with Duke's death before so many strong players have almost no defeat. After running an Alsace, everyone seemed confident.