Chapter 422: The correct posture for grabbing the head

Chapter 422 The correct posture for grabbing the head

"In short, let's try our best to bring these eggs back, maybe they can be used for us. When these little things hatch, I will hand them over to you to teach and lead."

Charlemagne's words lifted Onyxia's spirits, and she hurriedly assured her, "Don't worry, master! As long as the hatched ones are not monsters, I will definitely bring them under your command, master!"

Now Onyxia has only some dragonmen who are more trustworthy. The other young dragons have been crazily corrupted by Deathwing, and it is uncertain when they will rebel and return to Deathwing.

Onyxia arranged all these worried subordinates near her lair in Dustwallow Marsh, and did not dare to reuse these hidden children.

These dragon eggs are different, they have not been catalyzed by the crazy power of Deathwing, Onyxia can hatch them by herself, and educate them from an early age. If there is no accident, the little dragons hatched from these dragon eggs will be Will become her direct subordinate... The premise is that no monsters will be hatched.

Princess Black Dragon was full of energy when she thought of this, and after sending Charlemagne and Vereesa to the Dark Temple as requested by her master, she returned to Lingwing Floating Island and began to think of ways to collect as many mutated black dragon eggs as possible.

In front of the Dark Temple, Charlemagne looked at the demon corpses all over the floor and whistled, "It seems that Illidan has already entered. This demon hunter is still as hot as a fire, but I don't know if he can do it without the blood elves." What about taking Magtheridon?"

Vereesa took his hand and asked, "Are you here to help that demon hunter? To be honest, I don't have a good impression of him. I always think he is too radical."

Charlemagne gently stretched out his finger and scratched Vereesa's little nose, "You feel right, Illidan has always been like this, he never cares about other people's opinions when he does things, as long as he thinks it is right, he will do it without hesitation." Doing so will cause countless misunderstandings.”

While Charlemagne and Vereesa were fighting, the Atama Platform and Karabor Ruins on both sides of the Dark Temple had been captured by the Naga and the Breaker respectively, and Illidan brought his men willing to follow him The night elves personally attacked the main hall of the Dark Temple.

Charlemagne and Vereesa sneaked into the temple all the way. As expected, Illidan, Vashj, and Akama all fell into a bitter fight with Magtheridon.

The strongest abyss lord under Mannoroth is not an easy-going lamp. To be honest, if Mannoroth hadn't underestimated the enemy back then, Lord Hou would not have dealt with him so easily with a single axe.

Just look at the embarrassed look of Illidan, a demon hunter who has just entered the demigod, and Akama and Vashj at the peak of the epic to deal with the attack of Magtheridon.

Without the long-range support of Kael'thas who was supposed to be here, the three of Illidan obviously couldn't stop Magtheridon's ferocious attack. Charlemagne turned to Vereesa and whispered, "Vereesa, help me guard the surrounding area. demons, let me help them."

Vereesa tensed her face and nodded seriously, "I know! I will definitely not let any demons approach you!"

The Windrunner girl got out of stealth one step ahead of Charlemagne, and was assisted by three Shadow Leopards who were still lurking. Charlemagne didn't worry much about her safety. After all, she was also an epic master with an artifact, and it was impossible for ordinary demons to cause harm to her. What a deadly threat.

While Magtheridon was proudly yelling at Illidan, Charlemagne removed Thoridar and the Eagle Claw from his back, and with the help of the mage's hand, he put the artifact spear on the bowstring The bow is gradually drawn on it.

A large amount of gathered energy naturally made him out of the stealth state, but he and Vereesa were at least 1,300 meters away from the battlefield of Magtheridon, Illidan and others, so they would not be engaged in a short period of time Both parties noticed.

As the pure energy channeled from the silver arm armor poured into the eagle's claws, Charlemagne was ready for the final preparation. At this time, he was like a glowing firefly in the dark night, attracting the attention of the surrounding demons.

If such a large luminous energy source cannot be seen, it can only prove that these demons have problems with their eyes and perception. Fortunately, with the protection of Vereesa, these demons cannot approach him at all.

"Hiss~"

At this time, Magtheridon used all his strength to send out a fel thrust to Illidan. The number two figure of the abyss lord used this trick, which Charlemagne jokingly called the salty fish thrust, to be more powerful than the parallel importer Azgalor. Much bigger.

Although Illidan swung the double blades of Azzinoth to block the frontal attack, the boiling fel energy on the double-ended spear still caused him great damage.

"Well…"

Even with Illidan's powerful physique in the form of a demon, he fell into a state of weakness for a while after blocking this move.

"Lord Illidan!"

Just as Akama and Vashki played their cards together to temporarily block Magtheridon, a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of Charlemagne in the distance, and the eagle claws in his hand, which were ready to go, finally broke away with a soft shout from him. Thoridar's bowstring.

"ha!"

This is not over yet. When the eagle's claw was flying in mid-air, Charlemagne used all the regular power he could currently use to provide a powerful vector propulsion for the giant arrow.

"Whoosh!"

The claws of the eagle, which radiated colorful light all over the body, crossed the distance of this kilometer in less than a second. Magtheridon, who instinctively sensed the threat, only had time to raise his large double-ended spear in front of him to block. Charlie Mann's full blow had already hit Magtheridon's weapon.

"Bah!"

The Eagle Claw hit the double-headed spear like a knife cutting into a cake, easily piercing Magtheridon's weapon, and then shot through Magtheridon's ugly head without stopping.

Illidan, who had just regained some strength, saw this scene, and the hairs all over his body stood on end, "Quick back! It's about to explode!"

As the three of them retreated, Magtheridon, who didn't even have a chance to utter the last ruthless words, was already on the ground, and the evil energy around him was completely out of control, triggering a battle just like Mannoroth and Azgalor. A huge explosion of fel energy.

"Hoo..."

Illidan finally heaved a long sigh of relief when he saw Magtheridon died. He turned his head to look in Charlemagne's direction, and found that the person who shot the arrow was the high elf kid he had brought to Outland before.

"Tsk, I originally planned to use this idiot to produce evil orcs..."

Akama let out a deep laugh when he heard Illidan's complaint, "In short, we should thank him, this abyss lord is really difficult to deal with."

Charlemagne had already brought Vereesa through the encirclement to Illidan and waved his hands jokingly, "Hey, my support came in time, right? You seem to be working hard."

"Mind your own business! We can defeat him without your help!"

Thanks to book friends "victor Liu", "Magic Book Moon", "Summer Little Pig", "Expense", "Wolong Zaitian" for their support.

(end of this chapter)

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