Azeroth Trail of Light

Gruul’s weak body fell from the sky in a free-fall state, from a height of several thousand meters, even a real rock creature will lose most of its life, although after touching the ground, its injury will definitely heal quickly , But neither Deathwing nor Dick planned to give it a chance to escape.

The former kills it, the latter...it needs it to be a weapon!

"boom"

The Orgrela Heights, which had been cut in two from the center, was hit hard again. The moment Gruul hit the ground, it was like a large bomb detonated underground, and the hard-hit land was lifted. Open, the layers of burning soil mixed with the ground surface has turned into magma-like soil, rushing out in all directions.

In the center of the landing point, the blazing flames seemed to be squeezed downward by an invisible big hand. The tumbling flames were lifted towards the surroundings. For a moment, the ground seemed to be enveloped by a dark storm. The slapping and entanglement made a mess of the entire Orgrila Heights.

"Om"

At the moment when the extremely large amount of earth storm caused by the fall ceased, a huge portal appeared around Gruul's body. The beating magic power was like possessing his own life, sinking into the mud. The Wang wrapped little by little, and then, in the broken white light, Goron sank into the mud and disappeared.

It was teleported to Shadowmoon Valley, and the demon hunters who responded there will do the follow-up detention work. The transformation of this behemoth of war will be carried out in Ulduar. Except there, no other place can do it. Guarantee 100% suppression of this powerful and extraordinary creature.

Of course, this is not the current priority...

Deathwing maintained his posture with difficulty. The huge wing on his left was torn off by the dying Gruul abruptly by one third. If he really relied purely on wings to fly, he might already have a very The unsightly posture was planted on the ground.

But it’s not... As the king of dragons, he has more than a hundred ways to keep his body suspended in the sky, but his wings have been abolished. Whether he is flying or fighting in the air, he will definitely be greatly affected. In addition, Deathwing resisted the pain, allowing the torn wounds on the wings to slowly regenerate wrapped in the hot crimson tentacles.

He brought his gaze into a silver lightning from a distance, and moved away from Dick who had entered the battle area. In several directions around, huge magical light spins had appeared, from those magical light spins leading to other places, He has smelled those familiar smells.

The sweetness of life, the tenderness of dreams, the mystery of magic, and the indifference of time.

They were once his brothers and sisters who were connected by blood, but now they have become enemies who would rather lay down their dignity, carry out an ambush, and take his life. The paws of both sides have been stained with too much hatred that cannot be forgotten. And blood, let time slowly ferment, and finally brewed into a glass of mellow wine called Revenge.

Either poison yourself or kill them.

Under Draenor's world, in the hideout that was already unrecognizable, one once familiar figure stepped out from the empty sky, either indifferent or angry, but there was no such kindness and smile in it. When all the memories were torn apart, all that was left was a cold ruling.

Fortunately, he doesn't care...Unfortunately, they don't seem to care either.

Deathwing knows that today is the time to settle accounts.

From the deception of the dragon soul, to the killing of the dragon war, from the imprisonment of Grim Batol, to the theft of the dragon egg.

These pieces, piles of grievances that can't be ignored at all, are laid on this land that is already covered with gunpowder. Just now in a battle with Gruul, Deathwing swayed to the extreme. He hovered in the sky with the metal tail vertebra still stained with Gruul's blood.

"Ah, the reunion really makes me happy, Alexstrasza, I've been very busy since we last met..."

The eyes of Deathwing looked at the luxurious dragon that appeared beside Dick, the scales of the whole body were as red as flames, her dragon horns were beautifully shaped, and there was a big purple gem on the neck, the red dragon queen Alex. Tassa, she looked at the Deathwing surrounded by the dragon kings with a look beyond hatred.

She heard the mocking voice of Deathwing, which was hoarse and deep, like steel tempered in flames, with a sharp aura.

But she did not respond, and when the five dragon kings gathered again after ten thousand years, and the world manager from another world watched from the side, the air around Orgrila stopped rolling at this moment.

The white clouds were fixed in place, and the blue sky became silent, without a trace of wind.

After a while, the regretful voice remembered again,

"Turning your young dragon into a brainless deformity is a very...very painful thing...but don't worry, I kindly ended their failed lives. You came a little earlier, otherwise you can watch As far as my most proud work...but it’s nothing. Kill you and use your blood to water the Twilight Enforcer of Azeroth. This will be the best, best ending."

Deathwing opened his mouth and took a deep breath. His gaze swept across the dragon kings, and finally saw the face that was distorted by hatred and anger. The violent magic gathered around him, and Malygos was Staring at him with a knife-like gaze.

Nesario snorted coldly.

"What? Malygos, do you have an opinion?"

"Haha...no, I have no opinion."

A trace of cruelty and killing intent flashed in the eyes of the old blue dragon, "For a sinner who is about to lose everything, I will kindly watch you go crazy the last time, your crazy words are meaningless, you are like a mouse. I have been hiding in this broken world for 20 years. I don’t mind giving you a few more minutes."

"call…"

Deathwing exhaled, and the stagnant wind around it began to flow again, but it had turned into a scorching breath, his magma-like eyes closed slightly, and then opened again.

"Only you?"

"Just because you want to kill me?"

"Just because you want to prevent Azeroth's Twilight Judgment?"

"You guys... defeated!"

"boom"

As soon as the cold voice fell, the overwhelming shadow flames emerged from around the huge body of Deathwing, like a mushroom cloud that exploded completely, but the hot flames in it surged in all directions with a gesture of sweeping everything. Going out is like a blanket of flames spreading completely on the sky, covering everything around him with radiance.

But the next moment, golden, red, blue, green, and silver rays of light rise from five directions, like five sharp swords, cutting the oncoming flames, and from five The direction blocked the continued spread of shadow flames.

This is just a disguise...Actually, even Deathwing himself did not expect these flames to harm the Dragon King and that strange human being. He is the strongest guardian dragon, but he is not strong enough to be one enemy four. In other words, in his current form, he couldn't do this yet.

But this does not mean that Deathwing is easy to deal with. At the moment when the flame is cut open, Malygos feels his body being hit by a black shadow head-on and rolls outwards. No need to guess, from the hot and evil temperature. On, he can feel who it is.

The old blue dragon's anger that had been suppressed for ten thousand years was completely released at this moment. The purple magic group exploded beside him and Deathwing with a speed and lethality that made people feel crazy and frightened, and moved the surrounding ones. Space, let the black space gap appear between the two fighting dragons at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then bridge it.

"Aw! Die here! Deathwing!"

"Ten thousand years of hatred should be over! I have waited for this day...too long!"

Malygos’s crystallized claws drew sparks on Deathwing’s steel armor, while Deathwing’s claws ripped apart the scales on Malygos’s body, sprinkling the scorching dragon’s blood. To the ground.

The blue dragon is not a dragon that tends to fight melee, but driven by the hatred of genocide and the hatred of killing his wife, Malygos is unwilling to retreat in such a non-dominant battle. He endures the pain. Opening the dragon's kiss, a bite was about to be on Deathwing's neck, biting through the hard source armor, and when he raised his head, a piece of steel shards mixed with scorching dragon blood was thrown out.

"puff"

The sharp metal tail spine slammed into the abdomen of Malygos against the violent bombardment of the blue dragon's mana frenzy, but the old blue dragon bit on the wound of Deathwing where the elemental armor had been removed. Not letting go, and under the control of Malygos’ magic power, powerful magical energy pierced the surface of Deathwing’s armor, using extraordinary manipulation to tear down the steel armor that protected his body layer by layer. open.

"Sizzle"

The sharp blade's tail swept down, entangling the scorching shadow flames. This blow almost directly pierced Malygos’s stomach, but at this time, the corrosive green dragon’s breath also slammed into Death from behind. On the back of the wing, the body of Malygos, who had just been pierced through his abdomen, also haunted the light of time magic.

"Do you think I'll let you go? No... I'd rather drag you to death together!"

Alexstrasza almost gritted his teeth in Deathwing's ears. The Black Dragon King was shocked. The next moment, from the connection between his left wing and his body, an unimaginable pain came along the nerves. Inside his brain.

"Wow!!"

Alexstrasza and Ysera grabbed the body and wings of Deathwing with their claws on the left and the right. The two-headed dragon king slammed the wings apart in two directions, and Dick's figure was like a silver blade. Shiningly jumped into the battlefield where the King of Black Dragon and King of Blue Dragon fought. He had turned into the appearance of an Angel of Order, holding the epee of Order wrapped with silver light blades in both hands.

Amidst Anvina’s joyous and exhilarating shouts, silver lightning flashed across the boundary between Deathwing’s wings and body.

"puff"

The black dragon blood containing the power of chaos was sprinkled into the ground, the hot temperature burned through the riddled ground, and the Buddha poured a layer of hot oil on the shadow flame that was about to extinguish. The low flame violently jumped again.

The claws of the Red Dragon Queen grabbed a black tattered fleshy wing and threw it to the ground further away. The red wings spread out in the air, soared for a week, and hit the head of Deathwing head-on. Ra also took this opportunity to pull Malygos out of the claws and tail of Deathwing.

The body of the Black Dragon King has become asymmetrical, and the pain of being torn off the left wing abruptly made him twisted in the air trying to maintain balance, but a golden light flashed, Nozdormu was like a siege hammer. The same tail grew bigger and bigger before Deathwing's eyes.

"boom"

His whole body flew upside down and smashed obliquely towards the ground.

"I will not allow the Twilight Judgment that I saw to come, and I will not allow the future that is already heading towards an uncertain future to return to the path of destruction... Nesario... If there is an end, then please take you with you. Let’s go to death together!"

Nozdormu's icy voice accompanied his incomparable pounce, carrying the Deathwing in the air, like a meteor, and smashing it to the ground that had been completely destroyed by Orgrila.

This is the first time Dick has seen the Bronze Dragon King so angry... probably because there are too many bad futures foreseen, omniscience and omnipotence may not be a happy thing.

"boom"

Ogrila's ground was once again covered by flames and black impact storms. Perhaps today there will be a battle and victory that will inevitably go down in the annals of history, but after that, it will only become a barren no man's land.

The frantic dragon fire, the civil war between the most powerful creatures, just like Dick said, this will be the last trouble, solve him, the future of Azeroth will be bright... well, maybe it will be bright.

Under the silver-white hood, there was darkness, but Dick’s eyes did not stay on the body of Deathwing that had been smashed to the ground. At this moment, he was a little tranced, once feared death like a tiger. Wings of the World has fallen into a trap, this world has been revised too much after all.

"Dick, idiot! Get away!"