With just a few flaps of his wings, Deathwing plunged the entire Lordaeron Palace into destruction and devastation.
This was the result of Malygos following Duke's instructions to avoid the battle from spreading too far, and to use a huge circular wind wall to lock the battle range over the palace. If it weren't for Malygos, half of Lordaeron would have been turned into purgatory in an instant.
"No! It wasn't me!" Terenas had a complete mental breakdown!
He couldn't imagine how the people of Lordaeron and even the entire human world would curse him after the sun rose tomorrow.
In his trance, he seemed to have heard countless voices saying things like "Look! That blind idiot and old fool Terenas actually wants to place the most evil black dragon on the throne of the king."
The scepter in Terenas's hand had fallen to the ground in a mess. He opened his arms and waved them around wildly, completely ignoring the countless rubble and stones falling like raindrops from the shattered throne hall.
Suddenly, he was caught by Mograine and Abendis on both sides!
"Your Majesty, run away!"
It must be said that Lord Mograine was an incredible loyal minister, possessing loyalty, courage, and leadership. Only at this moment did Terenas suddenly come back to his senses and feel warm in his heart.
But the next moment, when he found that he had to rely on the ice slide made by Duke to escape, he lost control of his emotions again.
"No, I don't want to use Duke's stuff!"
Yes! He already hated Duke!
It was Duke who argued with him.
It's just that Duke won't let him have an easy time!
If Duke hadn't informed him earlier that Prestor was actually Neltharion!
Well, in a sense, he was right!
But... then! And! what!
His archmage Guard had become useless because of the Blue Dragon King's absolute control over the surrounding magical elements. Except for Duke who had opened a backdoor through Malygos, all the mages in the entire palace had become weaklings.
Mograine and Abendis are not gods, and they do not have the Holy Light to cast Holy Shield. Apart from Duke's survival path, there is no other way out.
If you have the ability, don't use it!
Mograine and the other man didn't care about that and just pulled Terenas over and jumped down.
Well, maybe because of someone's dark psychology, this ice slide is a bit rough. As a result, just before reaching the garden, there was a "squeak" sound, and the robe of the great King Terenas Menethil was torn. He could only run away with his bare buttocks in a panic.
Over there, the four dragon kings that followed Neltharion into the sky had grown enormous. The shadows cast by their huge dragon bodies from the sky alone covered two or three blocks.
Red, green, blue and bronze, the four-colored dragon bodies sparkled in the brilliant sunlight. Each dragon was shrouded in a circle of solar halo. Those halos with a sacred breath seemed to proclaim the supreme majesty of the guardian dragons of the world of Azeroth.
Alexstrasza, the leader, raised her head and stared at the trembling black dragon in the sky with her golden vertical pupils like molten flames. She could clearly see the anger... and shock in the eyes of this cunning and brutal traitorous black dragon.
Surrounding her old rival, she was no longer in a hurry. She slowly and gracefully spread her huge wings, scattering all the dust and debris that were raised when she broke through the roof of the throne room.
Deathwing's situation was already dire.
Because he was severely injured in human form, the injury was directly reflected in the dragon form. Neltharion's left eye could no longer be opened, the left side of his head had a slight collapse, and a horn on the upper left had disappeared. Similarly, there was a huge wound on his left chest and right abdomen, and the scales at that location had all disappeared. The dragon skin was turned up, the muscles were rolled back, and one could even see flames that did not belong to him rolling in the wound.
That is the flame of the Red Dragon Queen's life. For most creatures, this is a supreme tonic, but for Neltharion, it is the most powerful poison!
At this moment, Naxxramas' crazy red eyes no longer had the arrogance of a king of the world who looked down upon the world. Instead, he looked cowardly, like a thief who was afraid of being caught and beaten to death.
"Why? Why can you sense my presence? My plan should be perfect! My disguise should be perfect! Why? Why!? Could it really be that guy named Duke?" Neltharion roared in shock and anger.
"Hahahaha! You underestimate me too much, Neltharion!" Bronze Dragon King Nozdormu grinned loudly. His sandy mouth was not sharp, and had a funny sculpture-like feel. But the power of time flowing in his mouth was not funny.
"You should never, ever, become a human! This makes it easier to peek into your future! I just happened to see it all. Hahaha!" Anyway, Duke repeatedly told Nozdormu not to give him away, and he also helped Nozdormu make up this excuse, so Nozdormu just went with the flow and pretended to be cool.
"Damn it! I can even run into this?" Neltharion felt that he was completely in trouble. He knew very well the strength of his old brother. Nozdormu would not often peek into the future because it was very laborious and required a certain price to pay.
He now saw this as Nozdormu peeking into countless fragments of the future, and seeing what he had done was like finding a needle in a haystack.
If this isn't black, then what is?
"Neltharion! Repent for your sins!" Malygos, who hated Neltharion the most, roared with the loudest anger since his debut. When there was no need to protect those weak humans, this was when Malygos could really go all out.
Neltharion had thought that this time Malygos did not launch a sneak attack, but instead protected the human kings. When he saw Malygos' eyes still filled with anger and hatred, he immediately knew that Malygos must have done this because of a certain agreement.
But now, Malygos has no scruples.
If he used humans as a cover, some people might be heartbroken, but Malygos would never hesitate to kill him along with those humans who were like ants.
Neltharion's brain was about to crash! Even in his prime, he couldn't beat his four brothers and sisters who had recovered their strength, not to mention that he was already injured, and now he was even more injured.
If he hadn't been injured, how could he have had so much time to disguise himself as a human and attempt to subvert the alliance with conspiracy!
Looking at the four guardian dragons in neat formation and perfect posture, they were just waiting to be slaughtered.
Neltharion was in despair.