Stormwind God

Thank me?

This time, Duke was aggressive.

Sure enough, Kel'Thuzad couldn't wait to unravel the mystery: "Without your betrayal and correction, I would not be suppressed by Antonidas, and I would not be tortured by the Holy Light and destroy most of my soul. All that is left is pure resentment and hatred. And ... I am from the soul of the dragon. "

Duck that shit!

Is Nima called blessing from misfortune, or is there no limit to death?

It is no wonder that General Ke seems to be stronger than in history. It turned out that Ner'zhul was so heavy and gave him a dragon soul. So, with less than 20% of resentment and hatred, Ke always assimilated the dragon soul, which is already a bit discrete, with high-purity evil thoughts?

Is Saffron's soul?

Or the soul of another Frost Dragon?

This is really ... too unimaginable.

Duke gave a small report that year, and he always gave him a pit. People never forget, even at the expense of diluting their souls, in order to revenge this!

Keke!

Forget it, I think you still die early and live early.

Uh, of course, the way is fake ... Oh, no, it's righteousness, honest and reliable, Du Mouke waved his hand.

Huh! Passers don't snor.

If you say destroy your family, destroy your family!

Proper, no problem!

Suddenly, a huge flame was released from Duke's feet. At first glance, Duke seemed to have been swallowed by a blaze of flames, but as long as he disregarded the spattering free flame element, he could see that Duke was actually lifted by a huge pillar of fire that was as big as a substance. .

Then there is the second root, the third root ... The entire high platform community forms a 'mountain' shape, with the middle high and the lower low flame high platforms. Each league strong was gently pushed in front of the high platform.

The platform was getting higher and higher, carrying Duke's highest platform, it instantly exceeded ten floors.

Originally sitting on the back of the Frost Dragon overlooking Duke's Kel'Thuzad, he was overlooked by the higher Duke.

Duke sat in emptiness, and a throne made entirely of flames appeared on his back. At the top of the throne is the double-horned flame demon head of Ragnaros. The left and right corners of the throne are sharp spikes of flames like the head of a meteor hammer. The deputy of the throne is a pair of huge claws. .

The flames that should have burned the human body, if turned into a soft and comfortable sofa, Duke would not be burned, and there would be no discomfort.

After depriving the flame demon Ragnaros, today, at this time, Duke finally shows the world an unparalleled talent for flame manipulation.

His chin was deliberately raised up to sixty degrees, and a powerful voice spread throughout the audience.

"Kel'Thuzad, you violate the principles of heaven, earth, and human beings. Challenge the limit of life and death with the greatest malicious intent, and cross the insurmountable line of taboos. A guy like you is an enemy of the world I can save Gao Jie's soul, even redeemed souls! But you, Kel'Thuzad, the only fate waiting for you is to destroy eternal destruction! "

From ancient times to the present, the flame has been given a lot of meaning by various intelligent races.

It's light!

It's hot!

It's even myth!

But whether it is a creature or a dead person, in their memory, the biggest role of the flame is always destruction!

How many souls have been destroyed, how many undead have been purified, maybe the cause is just such a kind of fire that was ignited by a tree struck by lightning, or a simple torch.

The fire Duke was controlling at this time could not help Kel'Thuzad remembered the flamethrowers found in almost every small village in the Alliance town.

Even two simplely trained farmers can easily make a squadron of zombies and skeleton soldiers disappear.

Duke's exalted expression at this moment reminded Kel'Thuzad of the horrible years after he was exposed in Dalaran, labelled taboo, despised, humiliated, and executed.

Suddenly, the long-held anger dominated Kel'Thuzad's soul.

Outrage!

"Duke Marcus, you will pay the price for your arrogance! You will pay the worst price for everything you do! I changed my mind! I am giving your proud and ridiculous soul to the Lord Lich King I will torture you thoroughly before Your Majesty! "

Kel'Thuzad screamed, and Severon, the frost dragon who clearly felt his master's emotions, also opened Bai Jie's jaw without any trace of blood.

"Roar" That is the terrifying dragon roar from the soul.

The alliance's powerhouses were stunned at almost the same time.

With a proud smile on the corner of Duke's mouth, he rose from the flame throne, stretched out his right hand, ticked his index finger, and scornfully said, "Come!"

Kel'Thuzad only felt that his frozen soul was suddenly ignited by the flames of anger, and he did not need his order at all. The frost dragon beneath him had already rolled up a terrible ice wind torch in the roar, toward the throne of flames. Duke on top rushed over.

No one noticed that after the Throne of Fire, Onyxia took a deep breath.

It wasn't until the black dragon's huge skull showed a cruel smile, which came out from the pillar of fiery fire. When his mouth was opened, Kel'Thuzad was awakened, and he got Duke's plan again.

Onyxia's big fame [deep breath]!

The full breath of the dragon's breath is like a conical cloud of fire, with the crimson rays of stars in the turbulence, which is both the glory of Onyxia and the infusion of Duke's divine power.

The fierce and violent dragon breath spewed out, and it was easy to plunge this world with white as the background into a sea of ​​fire.

The sky is burning, the earth is burning, and the air is full of creaking sounds of flames.

The ice fire tornado blasted by the two dragons collided in midair.

At that moment, the entire space seemed to be flickering with the unique glow of space. The law of the glow space was completely rewritten in an instant.

Half of the space was densely covered with crimson flames, as if carved by these flames, immediately turning it into a second melting heart.

Half of the white space flashes with layers of overlapping white and silver networks, as if all living beings were to be drawn into Northrend's eternal ice and snow, to dissipate all the heat and stop all life.

Two completely different pictures completely enveloped the entire palace of the Frost Dragon, spreading in all directions, centered on the intersection of the powers of the two dragons, as if delayed for a moment, and a shock wave swept across the space.

At that moment, the magnificent palace seemed to have suffered a terrible earthquake. The gorgeous floor tiles under it could not withstand the damage caused by the turbulent flow of elements, and they were lifted up. However, it had not splashed out to cause harm to others, and it was already a devastating aftermath Sin into powder.