It was a giant beetle-like creature.
From a distance, it looked like a real hill. The raised back alone was five stories high. This guy used his thick and solid shell to block all the dwarf's artillery fire and rushed over.
Three dwarf flamethrower tanks bravely went forward to meet the attack.
Unfortunately, the huge mouthparts that were as tall as two people just pinched, and a flamethrower tank exploded on the spot, bursting out a small mushroom cloud of fire.
The remaining two tanks were not spared either. The giant insect used its horns to dig and lift them, and the two tanks turned upside down, followed by a violent explosion.
Krasus frowned deeply. As the temporary commander-in-chief of the Alliance Expeditionary Force, he could not bear to watch this scene when the commanders of the Alliance, who were also the group of kings, were not there.
This kind of existence is beyond the reach of conventional force, so a strong man must step forward. But before he could speak, Thrall had already stepped forward and said loudly: "the Alliance has done enough for this world. Let's leave this to the heroes of the Horde."
Without Thrall giving any orders, Rexxar had already stood out from the crowd.
"Misha——"
Rexxar, who has ogre blood and is extremely strong, did an extremely surprising move - he threw out his pet war bear Misha, which weighed at least a ton.
Yes, you read that right, it was thrown out!
It's like a dwarf artilleryman with Goddess Avatar picking up a one-ton mortar shell, but Rexxar is more relaxed. He can just throw such a big bear, and it even has a spiral effect.
The experienced dwarf gunner couldn't help but wonder whether this 'Misha' also had armor-piercing and secondary explosion functions.
Obviously, the old dwarf was overthinking.
Rexxar's Misha is very valuable. He is not someone who shouts "explosion is art" all day long, nor is he a crazy undead wizard. How could he let his beloved pet self-destruct?
But when a one-ton giant bear is thrown out like this, weight really means lethality!
The big bug was stunned by Misha's blow. At Rexxar's command, Misha immediately went into a frenzy, not only was her face glowing with blood, but her body also grew a full circle larger, and she actually knocked over the huge bug with just one slap.
Then Misha roared and pounced, striking with her two big bear paws in succession. With the insect's shrill howling as background music, almost every slap of Misha lifted up large pieces of insect shell fragments and flesh.
Seeing this scene, Krasus nodded and asked Thrall: "Is this the legendary Beastmaster Hunter?"
"Good!" Thrall couldn't help but feel proud.
The orcs moved to Kalimdor, and although their technology could not catch up with the Alliance, they did gain something. For example, in the hunter profession, under the leadership of Rexxar and other hunters, they developed talents such as Beastmaster Hunter. In terms of professional skills research, they are showing signs of surpassing the Alliance.
It's a pity that there are still too few professionals.
the Alliance's artillery fire remained fierce, but no matter how powerful the artillery fire was, it was impossible to 100% shoot down all the invading insects.
It was a bit of a waste to use the Alliance's battle formation to defend against the few bugs that rushed to the front of the position. For Alliance soldiers, wearing full body armor itself consumed physical strength.
Looking at the endless stream of bugs, Krasus discussed with Thrall and decided that the Horde warriors would go out in formation to kill lone bugs, while the Alliance's elven archers and priests would provide support from behind.
Occasionally, powerful insects would suddenly break in, and naturally there would be heroes like Grom and Cairne to deal with them.
The battle lasted for more than 24 hours. Fortunately, the coalition forces were well-equipped and adopted a shift system, so they were able to hold out.
At this moment, there was a sudden loud sound of Cannon fire in the distance, and three huge flying warships were seen blowing away the clouds and slowly descending from the sky where flying insects could not reach.
While landing, it exaggeratedly opened all the gun ports, using the altitude and parabola to clear out the swarms that were gathered in the fortress's heavy artillery that could not be attacked further away.
Almost every shell that landed stirred up a smoke column tens of meters high, and sand and insect remains flew everywhere, creating a spectacular scene.
The huge and invincible figure, the terrifying gun barrels densely packed on the side of the ship, and the Alliance flag fluttering in the wind, all stimulated the eyes of the tribal warriors.
Regardless of the Alliance or the Horde, all the warriors cheered loudly!
Thrall's face turned a little blue, luckily his face was green, so it wasn't obvious to the Alliance, but Vol'jin noticed it immediately.
Without Thrall's orders, Vol'jin grabbed the collar of Gallywix, the trade prince and lord of the Bilgewater Cartel, who had joined the Horde.
The wise Vol'jin spoke in goblin language that few people could understand: "Do you see that thing in the sky? If we don't want our main city to be threatened by Cannons set up by that thing one day in the future, the Horde must have its own flying battleship."
It was no easy task to build a flight control warship of the Skybreaker class. Looking at the extremely exaggerated eight-propeller design, Gallywix could feel the technical barriers involved.
But thinking back to the miserable days when the Alliance threatened them with Cannons and King Daelin threatened them that they would not be able to do business if they did not pay taxes, the goblin boss gritted his teeth.
"the Horde will have flying battleships!"
"how long?"
"Three years. If we can steal the blueprints, then one year at most."
Duke was unaware of the dirty thoughts of several tribal leaders.
At this moment, in Naxxramas, Duke was dividing the spoils and chatting with the people around him.
"Well, as long as nothing unexpected happens, Naxxramas will belong to our Alliance. As long as we take over Ahn'Qiraj, we can form a joint air fleet of the Alliance and the Horde."
"United Air Fleet? Where did the Horde get the flying vessels?" Ilucia was curious.
"Technology output." Duke answered casually.
Magni was not happy with this: "Hey! Duke, although you came up with the idea, it is us dwarves and gnomes who are doing the research and implementation. You said you want to export technology, so please consider our feelings!"
Duke chuckled, "Why are you so nervous, old friend? When have I ever let the dwarves, the gnomes, or even the Alliance suffer? I didn't ask you to give the latest blueprints of the Skybreaker to the Horde. Can't you give the Horde some blueprints of early single-cylinder, double-propeller flying ships? If you don't want new Cannons, you can always get some outdated stuff without rifling. Think about it, if you sell all those things gathering dust in your warehouse, they will be money and minerals!"
At this point, Magni's eyes suddenly lit up.
"When it comes to doing business, you humans are still insidious, but I like it!"
The two bad guys high-fived each other and then laughed evilly.
With the three original Horsemen leading the way, the treasure chest of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse is not difficult to find.
When everyone opened the treasure chest, not only everyone else, but even Duke himself was stunned.
First of all, the quantity, a group of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse would never have so many collections. Duke glanced and found that the equipment that should have been dropped by the bosses who died due to the bombardment of Dalaran's main guns and various reasons was actually all here.
Seeing Duke and the others' confusion, Braumux took the initiative to explain: "Most of the items in the box are equipment looted by the Scourge from all over the place. But the real top-quality items are these Titan-era equipment that have been in the fortress for a long time and have only been discovered recently."
The heroic spirit, emitting a holy glow, reached into the box and took out several pieces of equipment.
Almost the moment he saw the equipment, Duke's pupils suddenly shrank.
I was not seeing things.
This is the second key to this batch of equipment – quality!
Duke had obtained a small portion of divinity after killing Rivendare, the leader of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. The problem was that this divinity was full of chaotic power. Since Duke himself could not produce divinity, forcibly using this divinity would only pollute other divinities and even make Duke himself insane.
This is definitely not worth it.
Duke broke up this chaotic divinity and let it dissipate into the world.
But Duke didn't expect that even if it was a useless divinity, because Rivendare had used it for a long time, it actually inadvertently improved the quality of the equipment dropped.
Take a look.
The Lost Vanquisher Set, the Lost Defender Set, and the Lost Conqueror Set are all level 80 sets that are completely superior to the Hyjal level! They are commonly known as the seventh set of T7 by players.
Except for the head parts of each set of suits which are still in Kel'Thuzad's hands, the gloves should be outside the Obsidian Temple. Everything is complete.
If the number of sets was not so small, only five, the whole group would have upgraded their arsenal!
After some discussion, it was finally decided that Magni, Tirion, Gavinrad, Sylvanas and Jaina would put them on first.
Jaina hesitated a bit. After all, as a mage, this gorgeous frostfire suit would be of greater benefit to Duke. "Duke, you really don't want it?"
Duke shook his head. Putting aside the fact that he should be able to get the headpiece of the suit, the fact that the Obsidian Temple couldn't escape across time and space was enough to make Duke feel frustrated.
Of course, he couldn't say it directly. Duke smiled and said, "Silly girl, why are you worried about me? I have a better one..."
Duke stretched out his hand and clenched it in the air, and a mysterious and incredibly powerful aura suddenly spread out.
Every pair of eyes was fixed on Duke.
"Dust to dust!"
"Ashes to ashes!"
"I, Edmund Duke, as the successor of Medivh the Wanderer, and as the new generation of Guardian of Azeroth, call for your response."
"Come out! Atiesh—"
Accompanied by a brief but mysterious call.
Dozens of orange wooden fragments flew out from Duke's space bag and the treasure chest of the Apocalypse Knight, like a puzzle or stacking blocks. The incomplete fragments assembled themselves in mid-air.
"Crack, crack!" That was the strange sound of wood colliding.
Under everyone's gaze, a dark brown staff with a long handle was completed.
It was followed by a soft orange glow. It was incredible. The long handle of the staff, which was supposed to be covered with cracks, now did not even have a single crack. It was as if it was newly made.
Duke took out a chicken leg-shaped staff head from his arms and attached it to the staff.
No need for glue or binding or repair, the rod head and the rod body automatically and perfectly blend together.
"This is..." Jaina murmured a little in disbelief.
Duke scratched his head and said, "Sure enough, the end of the stick is still missing!"
As soon as Duke said that, everyone suddenly discovered that there was a gap at the end of the staff, as if it had been bitten by a dog. It was indeed missing the end of the staff.
"This..." Originally everyone was wondering whether they could see the birth of a divine weapon again, but who knew that there was actually a missing rod tail.
We all congratulated Duke, but if we didn't say something, it would seem like we would be guilty.
Only Duke himself didn't care.
According to the original history, after the artifact staff Atiesh Legendary Guardian Staff killed Sargeras, it would break into 42 pieces, including the head and tail of the staff and 40 pieces of the staff body.
Because of the existence of a certain time traveler, the head of Atiesh's staff was in Duke's hand from beginning to end. Now he accidentally completed the staff body in advance. It can be said that this artifact staff is already half completed.
However, the last one is the most difficult one, because historically, the end of the staff should be in the hands of C'Thun.
"Eh?" When Duke held the staff in one hand, he sensed the change in the pulse of fate: "It's not in C'Thun's hand?"
There is a connection between the various parts of the artifact. At this moment, Atiesh clearly told his new master that the last end of his staff was not in Ahn'Qiraj, but here!
That's right! In Kel'Thuzad's hands!
"This...this is so lucky!" Duke was very happy, extremely happy, he couldn't even help laughing out loud.
"Hahahahahaha!" The hearty laughter resounded throughout the hall.
"What's wrong?" Jaina secretly pulled Duke's sleeve.
"Nothing! I just didn't expect that the last part of the artifact Atiesh was in Kel'Thuzad's hands." Duke laughed happily and unrestrainedly.
Because as long as Duke kills C'Thun, he will be able to hold the magic stick (it's really a magic stick) and confront C'Thun, the ungrateful Old God.
How can you say Duke is unhappy?
Duke was so proud of himself that he even pulled Jaina over and kissed her in public.
"oh!"
A bunch of bastards were shouting and yelling, and even an honest man like Tirion gave them a look of "you know what I mean".
It was one thing for the Duke to have had affairs with several queens, but it was another to actually say it in public.
You know, Duke was engaged to Jaina, but then broke up with her, and then maintained an unclear so-called master-disciple relationship. His current performance is really ridiculous.
Jaina was so shy that she just wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
Duke also realized that he had lost his composure. Facing Sylvanas's gaze that said "if you dare, kiss me in person", Duke decisively retracted his eggs.
Sure enough, some things cannot be done in public, otherwise the people below will not be able to pretend to be ignorant. Once the war is over, they will definitely bring a large army to force a marriage.
Duke, a gentleman, immediately put away his smile and said in a businesslike manner: "Ahem! Next, we have to prepare for the crusade against Kel'Thuzad."
If Kel'Thuzad was a reckless man, Duke would definitely not mind leaving him alone.
It drained away his patience and his drive.
Unfortunately, Kel'thuzad is not.
Even though he has lost most of his soul and has merged with a soul from nowhere, Duke's conclusion after using the system AI to scan him is that Kel'thuzad is still very strong.
This feeling became clearer from the moment Duke opened the portal to the alternate dimension inside Naxxramas.
During the time of being trapped, Kel'thuzad must have done something.
If Kel'thuzad was a book that he read thoroughly, Duke might lose interest in him.
For such an intelligent undead evil scientist with unique ideas, Duke always felt that Kel'Thuzad would bring him surprises.
The unknown can be scary.
But the unknown also brings a sense of freshness and challenge.
If everyone knows, then it is harvesting simply for the purpose of accumulating equipment. Unfortunately, harvesting can never be as exciting as opening up new land!
For fear that the heroic spirits would be influenced by Kel'Thuzad again, the group of 15 heroes still entered the alien space, plus a temporary human-shaped mount.
As soon as they came out of the portal, everyone felt the strange cold air.
"Woo! It's so cold!" Calia shivered.
She was in such a state even though she was wearing a thick priest robe, and the three extremely cool female ranger heroes wearing three-point battle armor were even more unbearable.
Without anyone reminding them, a group of cold-fearing guys rushed towards Duke.
Especially the seven who had physical contact with Duke, they instantly came to the center position closest to Duke.
Well, except for a certain mount standing proudly beside.
"Fuck, you used me like a refrigerator in Molten Core, and now I'm a heater? You really treat me as a dual-purpose inverter air conditioner for cooling and heating!" Duke complained while opening the lava armor.
Generally, a mage's Lava Armor increases the mage's spell critical hit chance, and when anyone dares to attack the mage with melee combat, lava will splash onto the attacker's face, achieving a counter-injury effect.
As the Great Wizard of Antonidas, Duke's transformation of ordinary magic has already reached a level that is earth-shattering and awe-inspiring.
It is true that it is a variable frequency air conditioner with both heating and cooling functions.
The system prompts keep ringing:
"Introducing theoretical knowledge of air conditioning."
"Begin calculating entropy."
"Fluid Mechanics Import."
"Importing the calculation formulas for air circulation and thermal circulation..."
With the help of the system, Duke quickly adjusted his magic output, not only allowing the heat of the lava armor to be evenly dissipated from the body, but also expanding the thermal range of the lava armor, condensing an element similar to the Wide-area Ice Shield, except this time it was a Wide-area Heating Shield.
Ironforge is surrounded by mountains covered with snow all year round, but Magni comes here to take advantage of the warmth.
This guy even laughed and patted Duke's thigh: "Wow! Not bad! I used to look down on you guys who play magic. Now it's great to be an air conditioner. Whoever marries you will be blessed. Warm in winter and cool in summer."
Pooh!
Are you actually asking me, the great Master Antonidas, to change my career and become an air conditioner?
Do you believe that I will freeze your dick forever?
Although Duke was complaining in his heart, he was too embarrassed to lose his temper as he was surrounded by girls. He just glared at Magni, the bastard dwarf king.
The place where the portal entered was a magnificent palace.
Of course, this has nothing to do with Sir K and Sapphiron, because this palace is a Titan creation left over from the previous Naxxramas.
The Frost Dragon was too huge, and having lost his ultimate transformation ability, Sapphiron could only build his lair outside.
Under the protection of Duke's wide-area heating shield, everyone began to walk out of the palace.
Duke frowned.
He didn't feel it at first, but now that he was closer, he was very clear about the divine flavor contained in the frosty cold air - the divinity of frost.
Damn, Arthas is really willing to invest!
As soon as I walked out of the palace, a cold and evil voice came from above.
"Hahaha! Are you finally willing to come in? You despicable thieves who tried to steal the fortress under the command of the great Lich King!"
"Bullshit! Didn't your Scourge also steal the floating fortress from the Titans..." Originally, Duke wanted to retort like this.
The scene before them left Duke and the others speechless.
What did they see?
Bone Dragon Rider?
Or a dragon lich plus a bone dragon or something?
Duke and the others had no idea what the hell this was.
The one that appeared before everyone was the frost dragon Sapphiron. That's right, if you don't count the Kel'Thuzad on its cervical vertebrae…
The dragon, as the top creature in the food chain of Azeroth, is almost invincible. It has almost no blind spots in 360 degrees.
What? You mean its exposed belly?
First, there are the same thick scales and dragon skin on their belly.
Second, four dragon claws will scratch you and ask you if you are afraid.
Moreover, the dragon's neck can rotate at almost any angle, covering almost all parts of its back, except for one place - that is the junction of the dragon's neck and body.
Therefore, Onyxia's willingness to be bitten by Duke at that position symbolizes her complete submission.
Now there was an extra Kel'Thuzad in that position. His entire lower body was fused with Sapphiron's cervical vertebrae, and it looked like a piece of white bone.
This scene immediately made Duke feel overwhelmed.
Duke was confident that he could defeat Kel'Thuzad and Sapphiron before, because Sapphiron basically lost his intelligence after his death, leaving only his instincts as a dragon. So a bone dragon is a bone dragon, and a lich is a lich. As long as Onyxia can entangle Sapphiron tightly, Duke and the group of heroes can concentrate all their efforts to kill Kel'Thuzad.
At this moment, the most terrible thing happened:
The lich, which has relatively weak melee combat ability, possesses the most powerful body.
The relatively mentally retarded bone dragon possesses a brain that can serve as its core.
Duke didn't know whether this combination was as perfect as he imagined. If it was as he imagined, no, even if it was only 70%, it would be a nightmare for the Alliance.
Kel'Thuzad was very satisfied with the expressions of the Alliance's heroes. He waved his two huge claws with only four fingers, and his dry jaw kept opening and closing, making a sinister sound of the soul.
"Oh! It seems that our uninvited guest is very surprised. Haha! No wonder... I don't know which hateful traitor betrayed the information about Naxxramas. But I can guarantee that this change is not included in the information provided to you by the traitor. Because until the moment before you took control of Naxxramas, I didn't decide to do this."
Duke's muscles trembled slightly.
Kel'Thuzad continued to grin: "Come to think of it, I still want to thank you, Edmund Duke..."
Thank me?
This time, Duke was confused.
As expected, Kel'Thuzad himself could not wait to reveal the mystery: "Without your betrayal and correction, I would not have been suppressed by Antonidas, and I would not have been tortured by the Holy Light, destroying most of my soul, leaving only pure resentment and hatred. And... my soul from the dragon-"
Duke is so embarrassed!
Damn, is this a blessing in disguise, or is it looking for death without limits?
No wonder Kel's seems to be stronger than in history. It turns out that Ner'zhul is so strong that he actually gave him a dragon soul. So, Kel's resentment and hatred, with less than 20% of the high purity of evil thoughts, assimilated the already scattered dragon soul?
Is it Sapphiron's soul?
Or the soul of another frost dragon?
This is really... unimaginable.
Duke made a report and betrayed leader Ke. He never forgot about it and even diluted and merged his own soul just to get revenge!
Cough cough!
Forget it, I think you should die early and be reborn.
Well, of course, hypocritical and false... Oh, no, it is upright, honest and reliable. Duke waved his hand.
Humph! Travelers don't tell lies.
If I say I'll kill your whole family, I'll kill your whole family!
It's absolutely fine, nothing wrong with it!
Suddenly, a huge ball of fire was released from under Duke's feet. At first glance, Duke seemed to have been engulfed by a ball of flames, but as long as you ignore the free flame elements that sputtered out, you can see that Duke was actually lifted up by a huge pillar of fire that seemed to be real.
Then the second one, the third one... The entire cluster of platforms formed a mountain shape, with the flame platforms high in the middle and low on both sides. Every alliance warrior was gently pushed to the front of the platform.
The platform became higher and higher, and the highest platform carrying Duke was more than ten stories high in an instant.
Kel'Thuzad, who was originally sitting on the back of the frost dragon and looking down at Duke, was now looked down upon by Duke, who was in a higher position.
Duke sat in the air, and a throne made entirely of fire automatically appeared behind him. On top of the throne was the ferocious two-horned head of Ragnaros, and on the left and right corners above the throne were sharp flaming spikes that looked like the heads of meteor hammers. The throne's secondary arms were a pair of huge claws, and Duke placed both his hands on them.
The raging flames that should have burned a human body to ashes seemed to have turned into a soft and comfortable sofa. Duke sat on it without getting burned or feeling any discomfort.
After taking away the divinity of the Firelord Ragnaros, today, at this moment, Duke finally showed the world his unparalleled talent for fire manipulation.
He deliberately raised his chin a full sixty degrees, and his powerful words echoed throughout the entire audience.
"Kel'Thuzad, you have violated the laws of heaven, earth, and man. You challenged the boundary between life and death with the greatest malice and crossed the line of insurmountable taboos, as if guys like you are the enemy of the world! I can save noble souls and even redeem fallen souls! But only you - Kel'Thuzad, the only fate waiting for you is destruction - eternal destruction!"
From ancient times to the present, fire has been given many meanings by various intelligent races.
It's light!
It's hot!
It's even a myth!
But no matter whether they are living or dead, in their memories, the greatest function of fire is always - destruction!
How many lives were destroyed, how many souls were purified, perhaps the cause was just a fire started by a tree struck by lightning, or perhaps just a torch.
The fire that Duke was controlling at this time reminded Kel'Thuzad of the flamethrowers that were found in every city and town and almost every small village in the Alliance.
Even two farmers who have received simple training can easily turn a squadron of zombies and skeleton soldiers into nothing.
Duke's condescending expression at this moment reminded Kel'Thuzad of the horrific years after he was exposed in Dalaran, when he was labeled a taboo, despised, humiliated, and executed.
Suddenly, long-buried rage took over Kel'Thuzad's soul.
Furious!
"Duke - Edmund - you will pay for your arrogance! You will pay the most terrible price for everything you have done! I have changed my mind! Before I offer your arrogant and ridiculous soul to our Lord, the Lich King, I will torture you thoroughly first!"
Kel'Thuzad screamed, and the frost dragon Sapphiron, who clearly felt his master's emotions, also opened his upper and lower jaws, which were so white that there was not a trace of blood left.
"Roar——" It was a terrifying dragon roar that came from the soul.
The heroes in the Alliance felt a chill in their hearts almost at the same time.
Duke had a smug smile on his face. He stood up from the Flame Throne, stretched out his right hand, hooked his index finger, and said contemptuously: "Come!"
Kel'Thuzad only felt that his frozen soul was suddenly ignited by angry flames. Without any need for his orders, the frost dragon under him had already rolled up a terrible ice wind tornado while roaring, and pounced towards Duke on the flaming throne.
No one noticed that behind the Fire Throne, Onyxia took a deep breath.
It was not until the black dragon's huge head revealed a cruel smile, emerged from the blazing pillar of fire, and opened its mouth to spit out fire that Kel'Thuzad realized that he had fallen into Duke's trap again.
Onyxia's famous skill - Deep Breath!
The dragon's breath that was spurted out with all its strength was like a cone-shaped cloud of fire, with specks of deep red light in the turbulence. It was the divine brilliance of Onyxia, and the infusion of Duke's divine power.
The fiery and violent dragon breath gushed out, easily turning this originally white world into a sea of fire.
The sky was burning, the earth was burning, and the air was filled with the crackling sound of flames.
The ice and fire tornadoes blasted out by the two giant dragons collided violently in mid-air.
At that moment, the entire space seemed to be flashing with the unique glow of the elemental line - the laws of space seemed to be completely rewritten in an instant.
Half of the space was densely covered with red flame patterns, as if these flame characters would immediately turn this place into a second Molten Core.
Half of the white space flashed with overlapping layers of silver networks, as if trying to pull all living things into the eternal ice and snow of Northrend, dissipating all heat and stopping all life.
Two completely different pictures completely enveloped the entire Frost Dragon's palace and spread in all directions. With the intersection of the two dragons' power as the center, it seemed as if there was a delay for a moment before a shock wave swept across the entire space.
At that moment, the magnificent palace seemed to have encountered a terrible earthquake. The gorgeous floor tiles under the feet could not withstand the damage brought by the elemental turbulence and were blown up one after another. However, before they could splash out and cause harm to others, they had already been reduced to powder in the aftermath of the destructive force.
"This strength..." Calia was dumbfounded.
Not to mention Benedictus and other strong people who were already outside the mainstream circle, even people around Duke like Calia were shocked by Duke's strength.
Unknowingly, Duke's strength has transcended this world.
Duke has always believed that he has not yet transcended the realm of mortals.
In the eyes of others, Duke, riding the once extremely evil black dragon and suppressing the darkest ice wind with the most surging divine flame, such a scene is undoubtedly a spectacular sight that can only be seen in the realm of God.
Magni transformed and stood in front of the team in the form of a burly mountain king. Tirion and Gavinrad, two of the five silver saints, were shining with golden light and stood on the two wings. The three of them formed the most solid vanguard lineup, like a triangular shield, firmly blocking the front of the elemental turbulence. Later, Jaina raised an arcane shield and gently wrapped the remaining Alliance warriors in it.
Everyone looked at the two groups of opponents fighting in mid-air with an expression of almost worship.
At first glance, the two sides are evenly matched.
Soon, everyone noticed the difference.
Sapphiron was extremely powerful when he was alive. In terms of status, he was second only to the blue dragon queen Sindragosa. However, after his death, he became a frost dragon with a bone dragon base, and all he had left was the instinct to fight.
Originally, Onyxia was definitely far better than Sapphiron, but unfortunately, after any dragon is seriously injured, the wound will not heal very quickly, and at this moment, she is only about 60% of her condition.
There wouldn't be much difference.
The gap lies in the owner.
Kel'Thuzad had obviously just injected the frost divinity into his body. His use of this power beyond his imagination was far inferior to that of Duke, who had system assistance and more familiarity with the training.
It looked like a pure elemental competition without any tricks. Under Duke's instructions, Onyxia deliberately turned the dragon's breath, which had been strengthened by Duke's injection of some divine power, into a spiral cone. As a result, after a moment of stalemate, the outcome of this massive battle in the air was decided within a few seconds.
Onyxia's dragon breath easily blew away Sapphiron's icy wind, and the remaining flames hit Sapphiron's left bony wing fiercely, exploding into sparks all over the sky. The elemental erosion directly affected the soul level, and the frost dragon screamed in pain on the spot.
After the most powerful dragon breath was sprayed, even the red dragon queen Alexstrasza had to take a breath. For the dragon, the next step was a melee-based battle.
In terms of body shape alone, Onyxia does not have an advantage.
But that depends on who you compare with.
If they are all giant, living dragons that get bigger as they get older, a larger size means they are older, have more combat experience, and have greater strength and agility.
The problem is, one is a bone dragon that has been dead for many years and only has bones and soul left, and the other is a lively demigod-level dragon. The strength and speed bonus brought by the complete muscles and tendons are simply incomparable to the bone dragon.
In addition, there is a sinister man named Du, oh no, a master with many schemes.
"Use Vine Technique to hold him back."
"Get the Fire Stream to distract his Frost Shield counterattack."
On the dragon's back, Duke and Kel'Thuzad exchanged magic, using all kinds of elemental magic to explode and have a lot of fun.
But at the dragon level, it was obvious that the Black Dragon Princess was suppressing Sapphiron.
The advantage of speed, coupled with the lack of tendons and muscles, seriously affected Sapphiron's speed.
After being hit hard in succession by Onyxia's two-combination attack of Dragon Claw Sweep and Dragon Wing Slap, Sapphiron finally couldn't hold on any longer, and his movements were noticeably delayed for a moment.
The slightly smaller black dragon seized the opportunity and suddenly crouched down to avoid Sapphiron's counterattack. It almost rolled on the ground and swung its tail, hitting Sapphiron's waist heavily with its giant meteor-like tail.
The spectators could clearly see that at least two of Sapphiron's ribs on the right side were broken, and cracks appeared on five or six ribs.
Sapphiron let out another soul-wail, and he swung out his bony dragon tail with all his might, trying to counterattack and severely injure Onyxia.
Who knew that the black dragon would suddenly climb up and fly higher.
When Duke almost hit the great lich in the face with a Pyroblast, Onyxia saw the opportunity, stretched out her dragon neck, and shot a dragon breath of moderate size at Sapphiron's left chest.
The blazing dragon breath directly hit the ball of icy breath floating on the ice dragon's chest - that was actually the heart of the frost dragon, but that ball of icy breath could not be attacked by physical means.
The frost dragon, which was covered with wounds, fell from mid-air with Kel'Thuzad.
He fell to the ground with a loud bang, and his huge body instantly smashed the already rotten ground into a huge pit with a depth of at least five meters and a radius of hundreds of meters.
At that moment, the whole place seemed to let out a painful sound, and the sinking ground spread out layer by layer in all directions. The magnificent palace not far away also collapsed piece by piece.
Kel'Thuzad was being dragged by his body, his upper and lower jaws almost turning into rakes to plow the ground. He was in a state of embarrassment, and finally shouted as if to show his weakness: "Protect me——"
Suddenly, the space became blurry, as if a thin layer of ice fog covered the distance, making it difficult to see clearly.
Countless skeletons, death knights, liches, gargoyles and abominations rushed out of the ice fog, trying to protect their master.
It's a pity that we only met once.
A golden holy flame had completely engulfed them. Kel'Thuzad's red soul-fire eyes looked blankly at his subordinates being annihilated by the paladin in front of him. The abominations shed their skin in the holy light, revealing burning muscles, bones and internal organs, and then turned into ashes and dissipated in the air.
Kel'Thuzad was stunned for a moment: Damn it! Duke put so much pressure on me that I forgot about these guys.
Kel'Thuzad lost his temper in a rare fit of rage.
Now he had to do something or he would be crushed to death by Duke.
"Edmund Duke! I admit that I am not as good as you in direct combat, but can you protect every one of your women? Hahahaha!" The great lich grinned, half of his body stuck in the mud, and still made a spellcasting gesture with his left hand, the only bone left that could move: "Come! See my Undead Fantasy!"
Suddenly, a terrifying will covered the entire space.
A shock wave coming from nowhere hit the Alliance heroes.
Almost everyone was knocked into the air.
Alleria did three somersaults in mid-air before she regained her balance. A shadow arrow grazed the bottom of her boots and hit a nearby column.
The black airflow of annihilation easily "melted" the entire pillar that two people could hug together.
The strange shock wave blew away most of the heroes, and some of them fell several times.
Calia covered her hurt nose, tears streaming down her face, looking quite pitiful. She saw Illusia crawling out of the Ice Barrier with her red forehead covered. Apparently she had also hit her head and had to use the Refrigerator Skill at the last moment.
Everyone found that the scene suddenly changed from the vast ice dragon's lair to a mysterious palace filled with the breath of death.
In the distance, the wail of the dead was heartbreaking, and the unclear white mist bound the evil spirits, skeletons and zombies, forming a huge wall of the dead. On the wall, there were thousands of dead people, their lower bodies were integrated into the wall, some were frantically trying to pull their bodies out, and some were resentfully stretching out their terrifying arms towards the Alliance masters.
Calia's eyes widened, and suddenly she saw a burly male undead wearing Stormwind Knight armor striding out of the fog in front of her on the left, slashing at her fiercely with a raised two-handed sword.
"Ah——" Even though Calia had experienced many battles, she only had time to replenish her Holy Word Shield once.
It was quite helpless and hopeless for the Discipline Priest to be approached by the Warrior. There was no good way to distance himself from the Warrior except to bear it head on.
No, before you can create distance, you must first withstand the hacking blows of this undead giant.
The discipline magic that could be easily resisted even if ten knights attacked at the same time was easily broken.
Calia's heart was instantly captured by terror. She could only subconsciously raise the staff in her hand, trying to withstand this terrible blow with her weak arms.
"Be careful!" At the critical moment, Gavinrad arrived like the wind.
The slender wind sword with a broad blade narrowly blocked the giant's sword at the last moment. There was no clanging sound of metal colliding, and the strong wind and thunder on the wind sword directly bounced the giant's heavy sword away.
"Razuvios!?" Gavinrad frowned.
Long before entering Naxxramas, every Alliance hero received Duke's intelligence, pointing out those who were killed and then joined the Scourge during the period when Naxxramas was rampaging across the continent. But they didn't expect that the guys who were supposed to be destroyed in the fortress bombardment would appear again in this strange space.
Over there, in a split second, Jaina exchanged more than a dozen moves with a shadow mage who had long white hair, dark circles under his eyes, and looked like a cultivator who had not slept for countless nights.
The image of this guy in front of me suddenly overlapped with another scourge leader in the intelligence.
"Plaguebringer Noth!?" Jaina screamed.
Tirion slashed Ashbringer at a giant beetle-like monster, but unfortunately the holy light he swung was absorbed. That was a heavy blow that could easily turn an entire group of dead into ashes!
But the opponent didn't dodge or evade, and took the attack directly with his strong body.
Tirion looked unhappy: "Big beetle Anub'Br'kan?"
If those guys who should have been eliminated according to the intelligence appeared here, it would shock the heroes in the Alliance.
The last one shocked them beyond words.
Every strong man in the Alliance widened his eyes as they saw a pair of huge dragon wings roaring out from the white mist ahead.
The cold white mist dissipated, revealing a terrifying face. Under two pairs of huge blue horns, flashing a fierce light, was a pair of narrow eyes like golden beads.
Above the thick sky-blue scales are keratinous bone plates that look like hills clustered together. Each of them is a strong and sturdy limb as if it were a pillar in a palace. Its claws are sharp enough to tear open the city walls easily, and its bloody mouth is filled with the breath of frost.
Even though they didn't quite recognize the beast's appearance, with the same perception, every alliance warrior murmured the same name -
"Sapphiron..."
This is impossible!!
Yes! Everyone knows it's impossible!
Six years ago, Archimonde died. When Arthas responded to the call of the Lich King Ner'zhul and rushed to Northrend to rescue him, he met the blue dragon Sapphiron. At that time, Sapphiron was a capable general under the blue dragon king Malygos, and was a very powerful blue dragon among the blue dragons.
But when he met the two heroes Arthas and Anub'Br'kan, he was unable to resist. Sapphiron was defeated and killed. Arthas used his corrupted power to resurrect Sapphiron as a frost dragon. The arrogant frost dragon Sapphiron became a minion of the Scourge.
Especially since everyone had seen Sapphiron's bones just a moment ago, how could they immediately see a Sapphiron that looked alive?
Magni, in his god-like state, used a hammer to knock a fat abomination leader, who should be called Patchwerk, away, and immediately shouted: "Jaina! Something is wrong! Are these guys illusions? If we are killed, will we really die?"
In Duke's absence, Jaina, also the Archmage of the Dawn, is the greatest authority here.
While Jaina was attacking Noth with frost magic, her eyes kept scanning the surroundings. She used her senses to the fullest, constantly comparing the surrounding conditions with all the information she knew in her mind.
Suddenly, she remembered the story of a warm-hearted man in red that Duke had told her many years ago. It had nothing to do with illusions or anything like that. It was a kind of magic that rewrote reality with the caster's "mental landscape".
The name of this forbidden spell is - Inherent Barrier.
Once this forbidden spell is activated, the surrounding space will change into a completely different landscape. The embodiment of the mental landscape, that is, the inherent barrier replaces oneself and the world without changing the realm. At this time, the size of oneself and the world will be replaced, and the world will be completely enclosed in a small container.
In Duke's example, the world in which the inherent barrier of the strange heroic spirit named "Emiya Islang" was materialized was a red wilderness with countless ownerless sword tombstones. The horizon was a dancing flame, and in the distance were several huge gears intertwined.
Jaina couldn't be sure, but Duke's example was the closest to the truth she could think of.
She screamed on the spot: "Don't die! If we die in this world, we will become corpses outside! I don't know if this is the Inherent Barrier Duke mentioned. I only know that to maintain such a terrifying space that is almost a fantasy, the magic power required is an astronomical figure even for a demigod-level wizard!"
At this moment, the outside world.
Duke glared at Kel'Thuzad with a cold face: "Ha! What a generous act! To maintain this illusory world, the magic power you spend every second is equal to the total magic power of a adept Starlight Archmage, right?"
Kel'Thuzad had no way of knowing that Duke possessed the most powerful weapon among all the powerful weapons, the system AI. He was only secretly shocked by Duke's extremely terrifying observation skills.
In this regard, he further deepened his judgment of the situation...
Across from him, Duke grabbed Onyxia's reins, leaving her dangling in midair.
Suddenly, his comrades and his lover disappeared. This was certainly a stimulus for Duke, but it was also a turning point, because the data stream of the system elves on his retina poured down after a long time. A huge amount of data poured into Duke's spiritual sea.
After such a long time, Duke has gone from being uncomfortable at first to being very natural now. He can now read at least 100 pages of A4 paper in one second. In a sense, Duke is a superman.
The unknown always easily brings fear, but when the mysterious veil of unprecedented strange magic is unveiled in front of you, the excitement is like the goddess of victory lifting her skirt for you.
ah!
That's the smell of the sea...
Cough cough!
The above is purely due to slip of the hand and irresponsible imagination.
I have to say, Kel'Thuzad used his magic power and willpower to cast forbidden-level magic, creating a space within a space and pulling the enemy in to beat him up - Duke liked this move!
Duke's mouth curled up strangely, and he asked knowingly: "I'm just curious, why don't you pull me into that little world?"
Kel'Thuzad was extremely cunning: "When you become a great lich loyal to my lord, I will tell you!"
An extremely dazzling magic circle emitting a mysterious white light suddenly appeared below Duke and Onyxia.
Ten times the gravity, plus the strong elemental repulsion, immediately tricked Duke and Onyxia.
"This is..."
"Ah——"
The sudden control caused Duke and his servant to pause.
I thought Kel'Thuzad would take the opportunity to attack fiercely, but who knew he would actually back down!
No, it should be said that this is a strategic retreat.
Kel'Thuzad controlled the frost dragon, which was his lower body, in a somewhat awkward manner, and escaped with only his skeletal limbs left.
Without looking back, they left the frost dragon's hall and fled into the huge corridor, as if trying to enter Kel'Thuzad's own hall.
At the same time, countless undead emerged from all directions.
Duke narrowed his eyes and looked at the red human-shaped frames marked on his retina, his face darkening. He finally confirmed 100% why Kel'Thuzad had sent so many elite monsters out as Cannon fodder - this guy was just trying to buy time until the Undead Illusion, which was similar to the inherent barrier, killed Tirion and the others, and then transformed them into powerful undead, and then turned against him, Duke.
"Humph!" Duke snorted coldly, "Now that you can't deal with me, you want to use the death of my relatives, friends and loved ones to stimulate me and induce my soul to degenerate? Kel'Thuzad, no wonder you are always so shameless. How dare you use such a petty trick on me?"
"It's okay to be stingy... as long as it's useful... hehe!" Kel'Thuzad's voice floated in the corridor.
"Idiot! You underestimated me, and even more so the abilities of my companions and my lover!"
With Duke's current status, he can have as many women as he wants. Among the dignitaries of various countries, there are many beauties who could be regarded as goddesses before Duke traveled through time, but Duke didn't touch any of them.
For what?
Duke is not a saint.
It's precisely because this world is so damn dangerous that Duke can't guarantee that he can 100% protect his woman.
It was a natural progression in the beginning, but towards the end, Duke specifically picked out heroic girls who were both capable and skilled in fighting!
Look at Sylvanas and the like. If an ordinary enemy dares to target her, it must be because they are tired of living.
What we should worry about is the lives of our enemies.
Since the system has analyzed the characteristics and strength of Kel'Thuzad's Undead Fantasy, Duke can roughly calculate how much time he has left.
Duke didn't say anything more. He cursed softly, clamped his legs together, and rushed into the huge corridor with the dragon.
With a "boom", when the fire element magic power burst out from Duke like a volcanic eruption, everyone would feel an invincible momentum.
Kel'Thuzad felt that he had clearly discarded the emotion called "fear", but the feeling Duke gave him now, even if converted into soul fluctuations, was still - fear.
Duke was a man and a dragon, and violent flames with divine aura gushed out like a tidal wave.
Onyxia stepped down with one claw, and in the huge corridor that was at least a hundred stories high and as wide as ten football fields, continuous "cracking" sounds were heard, and terrible cracks appeared on the floor of the corridor, which was gorgeous yet solid.
At this time, the powerful defense system began to work, but Duke was like a real god. Even though this defense had been repeatedly blessed with magic and strengthened in various ways by Kel'Thuzad as his own mage tower, it could not stop him and the Black Dragon Princess.
Guardian statues modeled after the Death Knight came to life and raised their swords against Duke and his servant.
One by one, the death knights rode on their undead warhorses and rushed forward at high speed under the cover of the fat man Abomination.
In mid-air, hundreds of gargoyles swooped over.
"Master?" Onyxia asked.
Duke raised his lips and said, "Just focus on the pursuit!"
right!
Until today!
Now that Duke is getting infinitely close to the divine realm, how could he possibly take these ordinary elite monsters seriously?
His eyes widened, and suddenly countless small black dragon heads made of arcane energy appeared in the air around Onyxia. Each dragon head was lifelike and exactly the same as the head of the black dragon princess.
Even though Onyxia had already sensed it, she was still slightly startled.
The next moment, every arcane dragon head opened its mouth at the same time.
That's dragon breath!
That's a fireball!
That's Pyroblast!
It was a rain of fire!
That was a waterfall of fire falling from the sky!
The guardian statues collapsed immediately.
Be it Abomination or Death Knight, in front of the raging flames, they instantly turned into dust and disappeared in the wind.
The gargoyles that were supposed to cause trouble were all shattered into dust in an instant.
One man and one dragon rushed into the corridor, and nothing could stop them for even a minute or half a second. With just a flap of Onyxia's wings, Kel'Thuzad's defense collapsed instantly!
At this moment, Duke seemed to be possessed by the Titan of the Pantheon. He was the invincible god who conquered and transformed all the galaxies. No matter what kind of existence, he could not stop him.
"Impossible..." From a distance, the great lich's trembling voice was heard with fear.