Stormwind God

If Nefarian was the previous King of the Black Dragons, Duke would never dare to play close range teleportation. When a single magic element is strong enough, it will instinctively reject the existence of other elements.

In the black-winged nest full of shadow elements, the previous Duke could not even send out and receive magical messaging. At this time Nefarian took the initiative to accept the divine power not belonging to his Enzos, but instead interfered with his absolute control of space.

Although Duke can't break the space barrier to connect with the outside world, it is enough to make use of Nefarian's flaws to make dozens of holes in the space cracks for himself and Winresa to shuttle.

The duo's and Winsor's double attack was very fierce: the arrows shot out, the high and low fluctuations, every flutter, every swing, seemingly inadvertent, but let Nefarian give birth to a shroud covered in its There was no escape under the arrow.

Not to be timid, but with his huge body, it's too late to escape or avoid.

The result can only be an arrow! get shot! Hit the arrow again!

Nefarian had thought of ignoring Duke and Windsor, and attacking a small team of eight directly. After all, the distance of 100 meters for the King of the Black Dragon soaring in the air was almost a blink of time.

It's just that Duke tells Nefarian that he doesn't even think about it!

"roll!"

When Nefarian was approaching quickly, Duke had been like a half-eyed binocular traveling away from the sky, the moment the black dragon's figure opened suddenly, and in his eyes, the left eye was burning with a fiery flame, and the right eye was flashing. The dazzling Thunder.

With the trembling of the bowstring, an arrow combining flames and thunder, as if [flashing] teleportation, easily crossed the fifty meters of void, stabbing Nefarian like a sword and lightning.

Turn the sword into an arrow, and turn it back into a sword after shooting.

With Duke's hand, Nefarian was taken aback by surprise. The spiral cone-shaped projection of the sharp edge of Rao was under the urgent dodge of the King of the Black Dragon. He still opened a water tank-sized opening in his lower abdomen and wore it obliquely. Over the abdomen, he made a big hole in the left wing of the black dragon fiercely.

"Ahhh" Nefarian panicked this time, he was really panicked.

He never thought that Duke could still hurt him in this state of greatly increasing his offense and defense and speed.

For a stubborn black dragon with extremely strong vitality, the injury is at best a wound, but the wound is the wound. God gave him a strong defense ability, and severely cut off his resilience. Regardless of such a wound, it will be completely healed without the help of external forces, and it will be said that it will take ten years.

"You ... you ... how dare you hurt me?" Nefarian screamed with amusement.

Duke squinted his teeth: "If it wasn't for Onyxia's surrender, I would even like to hang the dragon heads of your family of three on the Temple of Dragon Sleep."

"Bastard"

Duke blinked. Should I say ... Are all the Black Dragons taking the noble line? Why do you call people so elegant? Come and go just a few words.

Ugh! It is really not as good as the national spirit of the dynasty. Every time I spray it, it takes three seconds and eighteen words without heavy samples.

Keke!

In other words, Duke strongly restrained Nefarian, and gave all kinds of dragon and beast to Bao Yuan. The small team of eight people suddenly gained morale.

Especially Roar Lord!

In order to prove that he is not injured, not a burden! Howl is almost desperately chopping the big dog Cromagus!

If it wasn't for Duke putting a phantom on Roar Lord, it would make Big Dog look like two Magnies are looking at it with an axe, and it would not help Roar Lord to change the shape of the phantom. As the main target of killing, he ran after the roaring man.

At this time, Duke's strength and comprehensiveness were manifested.

A lot of phantoms ran all over the street, but each phantom had a certain magic wave, even the Holy Light. Gavenlad glared at the sight of three ‘Gavenlads’ holding a wind sword against the dragon beast, and then was blasted by the dragon beast.

"Hey! I don't have such food!"

"Shut up! Do you want all the monsters to know that you are real and cut you ass?" Duke's scolding made Gavinlad shut up on the spot.

Although the time lapse of Cromagus was effective throughout the audience and immediately settled someone, but the goal was too many, and the big dog began to feel a little weak, especially in the look and perception. Now there are hundreds of mortal heroes in it Running around.

Artifacts are artifacts. When the number and quality of artifacts accumulate to a certain degree, they become qualitative changes.

Cromagus is fully armed and unarmed. Its armor made of the hardest source ingots of this era, ordinary epic weapons are chopped up for minutes, or deflect.

Why does it meet a group of unreasonable guys!

"Wow!" [Goddess of Heaven], the enlarged Magni leaped high, his weight exceeding one ton plus the acceleration of gravity, [Saffras * The Hand of Flame Demon Ragnaros] burst Blazing like the sun, falling like a mountain, slamming it on Cromagus's head.

The direct consequence of this full blow was that the skull on the left of the big dog almost burst in response, like a rotten watermelon smashed by a stick.

The big dog tried to retreat with pain, and at this moment, Tirion stepped on the first three steps, and the Ashbringer condensed a more violent ocean of light. The big dog's broken head dumped in.

"Gang" Jinguang spread inside the big dog.

Since it was killing him while he was ill, of course he wouldn't be missing Roar and Gavenlad. Together they made a huge wound on the big dog's right hind leg. Then the chieftain of the bull's head leaped high, and a totem pole was inserted directly into the huge wound, as if stirring, digging in the wound.

"Oh!" Cromagus screamed more than the rest of his head, and his cry was urging his master to work harder.

Nefarian thought too, but his side was more troublesome.

Because various sacred wills penetrated his soul fiercely through the arrows.

"God said! Let there be light"

"The earth will heal the scars ..."

"Mother Moon is watching you ..."

The wills of Alonthos Faou, Medivh, and the goddess of the moon, Elune, constantly invade Nefarian's spiritual world. Originally, Nefarian only had to suppress his self-consciousness and let Enzos' will and power better integrate into his body. Now he has to work hard to separate the entangled wills and choose the best power to maintain his own strength.

Nefarian's situation is very bad.