Stormwind God

One person, one dragon.

One sits on the ground, and one stands on the grass.

Just face each other.

Suddenly, Deathwing said, "You didn't plan to attack me or try to escape?"

Duke blurted out: "Why should I attack you or run away?"

Deathwing was a little dumb, and in his expectation, the young human would most likely panic when he met him, either attacking him like a lunatic or trying to escape in a pant.

Duke's calm response was unexpected.

In fact, at this time, Duke frantically froze in his heart:

Attack you? Xiao Ye, I ’m not an idiot who feels so cute after eating a piece of brain today.

To pack you up, even if you switch to the game, it is a collection of 25 talents that meet God and kill God, and meet ghosts and kill ghosts. I'm not stupid enough to kill the epic Guan Dibo ss as an elite monster.

Of course, let alone escape. If it weren't magic, simply speaking about speed, there is really no creature in the world that can be faster than the King of the Black Dragon.

So Duke, who was a traverser, calmly faced Deathwing Nesario.

The incarnation of the Black Dragon sat down in front of Duke. I didn't know if it was sitting in a chair that appeared out of nowhere, a shadowless stool, or a big rock. I couldn't see it because it was blocked by a robe.

Deathwing's dark and bright eyes stared at Duke without blinking. He tried to kill with a stare at whoever was going to die, completely over Duke in momentum.

If the eyes of Deathwing have such powers as [Shadow Flames] and [Deep Breaths], maybe Duke will kneel, and kneel directly on the ground and shout, "Lord, please let me hold your thighs."

Now that Duke is ready, of course he won't be so easy to follow. He cheated ...

Exactly what Duke did, Nesario didn't know, he only knew that the human eyes in front of him had become slightly hollow. For a moment, he almost thought that Duke in front of him was not a living human.

Deathwing was a little upset or impatient.

Fortunately, when Deathwing was about to overwhelm the poor lower creature in his eyes because of his annoyance, Duke seemed to involuntarily avoid his eyes.

Deathwing rarely felt a sense of victory.

"Very well, at least you know how to show respect and humility to your higher status and greater existence." Deathwing said arrogantly, "This is a good start."

Duke was silent.

Of course, in my heart, it's not the same thing at all: **** black-skinned lizard, hurry up and give things away! Otherwise, don't blame me in the future. I chop your dog's head off and hang it on the gate of Stormwind City. Hear no, Nesario!

Deathwing said to himself: "However, you may make improper actions. I'd better warn you in advance."

A rock on Duke's left suddenly began to burn ... and then melted before his eyes. The molten rock instantly turned into magma. The lava did not flow to the ground and simply spread out. Instead, it was quickly pulled around Duke and the uncle behind Duke under the traction of marvelous power.

Duke traveled around a huge lava circle with a radius of about two meters, and then the lava disappeared quickly and completely, just as fast as the beginning of the rock melting.

The whole process took only a few seconds, and Duke was already on a cylindrical ground separated by a deep trench.

"The orc nemesis, the human savior, the great Lordaeron Alliance deputy commander Duke Marcus ..." When it came to this, Deathwing had a clear pause, but what he said next clearly told Duke, he said so much of Duke's name before, it was just ironic.

Because his next sentence is:

"If I want to, this is your end."

Well, full of arrogance, full of arrogance.

But Duke was upset and yelled in his heart: "Deathwing, I care about your family women!"

Deathwing can't read minds, and he's satisfied with the trembling of Duke's body and the cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Misunderstanding stems from the lack of understanding of each other. You humans know too little about our dragons."

Duke seemed to resist the fear in his heart and sneered: "Are you sure that the Dragons have turned all humans who intend to communicate with the Dragons into dim sum?"

Duke's joke seemed too cold and not funny at all. But Deathwing was very happy. He actually laughed, and laughed louder, more excited, almost crazy.

"I remember, I did. I quickly gave up this practice. Human flesh is too little to eat, too fragile, and not chewing at all." Deathwing admitted this without concealing it. a little.

This adds to Duke's aversion to Deathwing.

In his heart, Duke kept thinking about [Titanhax of Fire * Time Step], [Destruction Essence], and [Reins of the Fire Dragon's Blazing Fire].

Well, if Deathwing knew what these things were, it would definitely return to its original shape and slap Duke to death.

These gadgets are all the equipment that his Deathwing old man fell down in the game!

Of course, I don't know that Duke is constantly dying in his heart, and is willing to exert his majesty and terror on this small human.

He sat down, stretched out a hand, palm up. Above the palm of his hand, a picture suddenly appeared. Tiny dragon-shaped images fly in a lush green world. Those dragons come in all colors, like a rainbow of seven colors. An overwhelming joy permeated all around, and even Duke felt a touch.

what! Jurassic Park!

Deathwing's voice reminded Duke of the well-known commentary of the animal world.

"At that time the world was ours, and we protected it well; magic was ours, and we guarded it well; life was ours ... and we were intoxicated. But other inferior species appeared, The disgusting form is short of life that is worthless. Personality is reckless, always reckless, and because of their stupidity, it attracts demons. "

Duke spread his hands in his heart: I don't carry the pot of Xavius ​​and Queen Azshara.

"If it were not for the efforts of our dragons, this world would have been ruined. Even the 10,000 Lordaeron alliances cannot compare with the challenges we once faced. The dragons! It is our dragons who work together to drive the demons out of this world ... ... "

Deathwing waved his arms excitedly.

Duke touched his chin: Well, with a moustache, you can have the strength of the German Head of State. (To be continued.)