Azeroth Trail of Light

"You are really a warlike knight!"

Nefarian leaned on the black keel staff and stabbed his waist hard. Cromatus had absorbed too much vitality, which caused him to look like he had succeeded in losing weight. He lost two laps. , But even in this case, the King of Blackstone still did not lose the "demeanor" he insisted on.

Although his left hand creaked, and despite the unabashed hatred in his eyes, there was still a hypocritical smile on his now ugly face.

"So, you gave me a fatal blow?"

The Paladin did not speak, he continued to walk forward, the warhammer in his left hand had been dragged behind him, the black dragon prince laughed, his question was not answered, so the hypocritical smile finally dissipated, and he turned to a vicious look like a villain. .

At the moment Dick’s warhammer rounded up in the air and hit the King of Blackstone, the weak Nefarian’s left hand opened, and his pale left hand appeared in the black light. It was ferocious, huge, and the humanoid body of the black dragon. The completely inconsistent black dragon claw appeared, and steadily caught the crystal hammer body falling from the top of the head.

The dragon's claws tightened, and black energy gushed out, completely extinguishing the golden holy light burning on the surface of the fire of justice.

Nefarian looked at Dick, and Sensen's white teeth pulled out a dangerous locust against the **** lips.

"I'm very curious, have you ever thought about it, can you take my life?"

The King of Blackstone is like a weak old man, but before he really falls, he can still kill those rashly provocative guys.

But Dick was not surprised. He tilted his head and made a fist with his right hand.

The first golden halo rose over him, forming a fist of welcome above his head.

The second halo made his body brighter, and the light and shadow of the cross in the ring dissipated above Dick's head.

Then there were two dazzling apertures, the pattern of intersecting swords blooming behind him, and the thick holy light shield surrounded and disappeared on the surface of the body.

Finally, there are two pairs of lifelike holy light wings, growing from behind the paladin, gently tapping the air, bright light feathers falling from Dick's head, turning into a burning holy flame in the air.

Silver light flowed from Dick's left fist again, dyeing the entire warhammer and his left arm into holy silver.

The black energy lingering on the surface of the fire of justice, the moment it touched the silver streamer, was like oil being ignited, the black energy creaked back, and the silver flame reignited on the surface of the warhammer.

Blessing of Strength, Blessing of Wisdom, Aura of Punishment, Aura of Protection, Holy Avenger, Silver Holy Flame.

This series of blessings at least doubled Dick's combat effectiveness.

"boom!"

The silver flail in his right hand blasted against Nefarian’s chest, and drove the weak black dragon prince back several steps. The black burning wound printed an ugly scorched black crack on his luxurious robe. To make matters worse, after the vitality was greatly sucked the dog, the black dragon's defense power was also reduced a lot. Feeling the slight pain from his chest, Nefarian barked his teeth and threw the keel staff aside, black smoke. Wrapped it up quickly.

Dick carried the warhammer on his shoulders, holding his right hand imaginarily, and another flail of Holy Light connected by chains appeared in his hand.

"I think I can give it a try!"

"boom!"

The silver light exploded, wrapping the paladin's whole body under the silver light curtain. He was like a fearless warrior stepping out of the silver flame, striding towards the dragon that had already begun to transform, just now. Given Dick’s confidence, the black dragon prince’s state is extremely poor!

He can win this battle!

The black dragon prince’s huge body tore through the smoke and appeared in front of Dick’s eyes. His figure was thin, and its originally bright and bright scales became gray and dull, but the body of nearly 7-8 meters raised his head and feet was still full of power and strength. Crazy threat.

Especially the two giant horns protruding from the left and right sides of the black dragon prince’s head. The gray-white edge of the dragon’s horns shined with a deadly light. On top of his head, a huge bone plate extended a series of saw-like horns. The gray-black **** substance is like a wild crown, with bone spurs bunched down, symmetrical left and right, full of beauty of strength.

If you don't consider his madness and chaos, this is really a noble creature.

He clasped his four ferocious claws on the ground, and roared towards Dick, the dragon wings behind him spread out, covering all the light, and the wave hit like a strong wind.

"In this world, time is your opponent, but it is my ally. This period of time that I think is in your control is actually your master, so I will say..."

"boom!"

The silver warhammer hit the tip of the black dragon's cornered nose, abruptly slamming his last words back into his throat.

"You are so noisy!"

The Paladin waved the chain and climbed to the top of Nefarian's head. In front of the eyes of the black and red dragon pupils that were as tall as a person, the Paladin squatted halfway on the tip of the black dragon's nose, his eyes under the visor staring at the pair. The pupils leaped for the last time, and the surface of the warhammer in his hand was covered with silver blades, like silver lightning flashing across the air. The hot breath and dazzling light made Nefarian couldn't help closing his eyes.

The next moment, a sharp pain came from the forehead.

"Wow!"

The scales of the dragon were shattered, and the blood flew across. The black dragon prince stretched out his paws to catch a mouse that provoked his majesty, but his movements were slow, and the emptiness coming from his body made him unable to breathe even a breath of dragon. It was like a late veteran warrior. Although he wanted to die in the battle of a worm, but when the last battle came, he found sadly that he had lost the power to pursue victory.

"boom!"

Another heavy blow hit the dragon horn on the head of the black dragon prince. Under the threat of death, the black dragon prince began to shake his body violently. It wanted to take off, but its weak wings could no longer carry a heavy body. Like those lowly terrestrial creatures, sitting on his head, trying to throw Dick off.

The Paladin has a wealth of experience fighting dragons. The moment he landed on the black dragon's head, he tied himself to the dragon horns on top of Nefarian's head with a chain. He squatted slightly, maintaining a difficult balance. Warhammer Every heavy blow of the black dragon prince can leave a concave impact wound on the head of the black dragon prince. In the best combat state, breaking the black dragon is no longer a problem.

Every time the silver lightsaber that the Holy Light unsheathed was pierced by Dick into the black dragon’s head, it was like a red nail. The pain made the black dragon mad, but he found sadly that his weakened self was unable to be in the dragon’s head. Occupying an advantage over Dick in the form, when there is not enough driving force, the huge body can only become a burden!

After the fifth silver lightsaber pierced his head, the black dragon was forced to adopt a humiliating way of resisting. He fell to the ground and rolled his body. This kind of rogue attack would never appear in the dragon's fighting posture. Fa caught Dick by surprise, especially after the third lap of the roll, the black dragon catch would return to human form, Dick lost the fulcrum, and the whole person was flung out.

"I admit that I wrote you! But the final winner is definitely me!"

Nefarian stretched out his hand and wiped the blood from his forehead. Now he is extremely embarrassed. The Black Dragon Prince took out a red epee from his storage ring. The hilt is the curved heads of two black dragons, and the center is still embedded. With a long eye solidified by a spell, the sword is slender and graceful, and the black dragon's clan emblem is engraved with lines. The blade is sharp. When the black dragon prince waved it, the whirring sound of the wind broke around the paladin's body. Sounded.

"Even if I die, I should die in the hands of those dragon kings, not a lowly mortal!"

Nefarian's thin face no longer had a relaxed expression. After being forced into desperation, the black dragon also broke out the final trump card, his left hand stretched out towards Dick, and mysterious words and spirits appeared on the battlefield. ,

"Nasty Paladin} Say you all have nine lives? But it looks like you have been abandoned by your light!"

This kind of spirituality seems to be unique to Nefarian. In the game, this kind of spirituality has caused a lot of trouble to the player. For each profession, the black dragon prince has a special restraint method and is controlled by the voice. The paladin will involuntarily apply various buffs to the black dragon prince. At this moment, if the full buff of Dick's body is transferred to the black dragon, he will really be dead!

"I said it! I'm different from them!!"

But at the moment Nefarian confidently slashed the epee towards Dick’s neck, who was still in place, the Paladin who seemed to be under control suddenly moved. At the moment when the wings of the Holy Light dissipated, Di Ke evaded Nefarian’s slash like a shadow, and the warhammer in his hand slammed on the black dragon’s head with a forward momentum. The moment all the holy energy remaining in Dick’s body was poured into it, the air Even the illusion of the giant of light appeared in the scene. At that moment, the light shone, and the entire dark hall was illuminated!

The light dissipated, the black dragon prince still maintained the posture of slashing yeast, Dick's body was half kneeling behind him, and the fire of justice in his hand had changed back to the form of a pendant due to the exhaustion of the holy energy, and the paladin gulped. Panting, that blow was definitely the most vicious blow he had ever issued, and he poured almost all of his will and holy energy into that blow.

"puff!"

"Dang Cang!"

The scorch of the famous Brotherhood fell on the ground, and the scorching dragon blood dripped on the sword. The black dragon prince opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he who had been smashed through a third of his skull finally only vomited a mouthful of blood. , And then fell to the ground.

"Huh...huh..."

Dick felt the muscles in his arms twitching. The blow just emptied his strength. He felt that the blow was probably the most fierce blow that a high-level lord could strike.

He turned around and picked up the red epee from the ground. His hands were heavy, but with perfect balance. Dick held the hilt in both hands. He stood beside Nefarian. The Black Dragon Prince was not dead yet. He could even continue to fight, but his will was defeated. When the spiritual spells failed, Nefarian knew that he was powerless to recover.

Dick aimed the blade at Nefarian’s chest, he took off the visor of the Judgement armor, and looked at Nefarian who had no gods in his eyes.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"Ahem... a question... in the future you see, my father... the world destroyer, that lunatic, what will happen to him? And the black dragon... will we be eliminated?"

Dick clenched the hilt tightly, his face solemn, and said in a voice that only two people could hear,

"He will die! The Dragon King will kill him at the cost of losing his authority, completely kill! Even the soul will be annihilated. As for your race... an unpolluted black dragon will be born in the future, he will be Your hope."

Hearing this answer, Nefarian's blood-stained face showed a contented smile, he put his hands on his chest with difficulty, and even closed his eyes.

"I want a eulogy that fits my identity to commemorate the death of the King of Blackstone!"

Dick shrugged, gasped for breath, then cleared his throat.

"Forgive him, and have mercy on him!"

"Pardon him, and bless him!"

"Hug him from the torment of the fire!"

"Protect him from the punishment of the grave!"

"I know I will not mistake you, Lord of Blackstone."

"Crazy is only your appearance, loneliness is your voice."

"From madness, then finally madness!"

"May the darkness stay away from your soul!"

"Goodbye! The lonely King of Blackrock..."

The sword pierced it, illuminating Dick’s slightly closed eyes, and the corner of the black dragon’s mouth showed a peaceful smile for the first time since he was born.

"Thank you."