Chapter 790 I am Deathwing!
The light mecha fighters in the front row of the high elves squatted on the ground immediately after hearing Charlemagne's order, and put the magic rifle in their hands flat, and launched the first round of attacks together with the long-range and mage troops in the back row.
The tauren of the three tribes consciously rushed forward, and erected the tower shield in their hands to shield the allies behind from the poisonous darts of the Pygmies.
The cavalry troops including Liadrin, Maraad, and Shandris gathered together and charged the Pygmies from both wings.
Paladins are at the forefront as cavalry arrows due to their superior defense and impact, while Shandris' huntresses riding night sabers are mid-range projections of moonblades to attack long-range units among pygmies.
"Shoot the arrow!"
Under the command of Alleria, Sylvanas, and Vereesa, the high elf rangers provided long-range support for their comrades with dense arrow rain. The pygmies' central position exploded.
Jalod held the scale shield of the guardian of the earth and the broken scale one-handed sword and commanded Ruo Ding, "The cavalry on the left wing retreats temporarily, the mage troops attack from a range, the right wing rushes forward, and the Kodo cavalry enters the field!"
Charlemagne, after giving the earliest attack order, folded his arms and chest, together with Velen and Azshara, surrounded by a group of people wearing hooded cloaks.
One of them anxiously raised his hood and asked, "Charlemagne! When can we attack?"
Charlemagne looked at the crater in the distance calmly and said, "Don't worry, Marek, Deathwing hasn't come out yet, but have you set up the encirclement net of the dragon army under your command? break."
Nozdormu, wearing a yellow cloak, said in an indifferent tone, "A net has been laid, no matter how strong Neltharion is, it is impossible to break through in an instant, as long as the encirclement net gives us a little time to react, he will definitely not be able to escape. "
Charlemagne nodded, and asked Velen and Azshara, "You two, are you ready? This time, we can only rely on the three of us to rush into the dragon's lake and tiger's lair."
Azshara rarely took off her gorgeous clothes today, and put on a purple combat robe. She paused with her special artifact staff, and stretched out her left hand to touch the silver-white hair that fell next to her ear. With silky hair, an elegant and charming smile appeared on his face.
"I'm used to it. Besides, Kselaki is indeed not something that mortals who have not entered the demigod rank can deal with. Let's resolve this battle as soon as possible. The revival of the Azshara region has not yet been completed."
Since taking back Azshara, the area named after herself, Queen Azshara seems to be planning to take a good rest in this area.
She invested a lot of Nightborne workers in the ruins of Edalas, together with the labor hired from other ethnic groups, she still did not stop the reconstruction work when Charlemagne and others entered the Lost Islands.
Velen also smiled with his staff, "Although I am already an old bone, for the stability of our new homeland, it is also necessary to contribute to the oath. As Queen Azshara said, let's make a quick decision. .”
"Boom!"
While the Big Three were exchanging jokes with each other, along with the short-term small-scale eruption of the lost volcano, a huge black dragon rose into the sky from the crater.
The tattered dragon wings, the dirty armor plate all over his body, and the bright red flames that seemed to be gushing out from his chest clearly proved his identity.
"I am Deathwing! The Destroyer of Destiny, the terminator of all things! Unstoppable, irreversible, I am the cataclysm!"
After pretending to be coercive, Deathwing looked at the oath army below with cruel and contemptuous eyes, and said disdainfully, "Ants, I can praise you for finding this place, but with this strength... you are To make me laugh?"
Charlemagne heard the sound of grinding his teeth coming from around him, and turned his head helplessly to look. It really was Malygos who couldn't hold back anymore. At this time, he was gnashing his teeth and looking at the fallen black dragon king in the sky who showed his strength.
If it wasn't for Saragosa and Senegos holding him tightly, he might have rushed out like a wild dog that had run loose.
Charlemagne waved his hand to the Blue Dragon Empress with a smile and said, "Okay, open the door and let Malygos go, it's time for the decisive battle!"
"Poof!"
Senegos in night elf form couldn't help laughing when he heard Charlemagne's words, little star Stellagosa simply rolled his eyes, Ysera and Alexstrasza both blamed him looked at him.
"I always feel that there is some kind of malice in your words... Forget it, now is not the time to say that."
After speaking, Alexstrasza took the lead in transforming into a huge red dragon no smaller than Deathwing, and said loudly in a thick voice, "As Charlemagne said, the moment of decisive battle has arrived! Brothers and sisters, will you Lend me your strength, let us completely get rid of the traitor Neltharion!"
"oh!"
Before Alexstrasza took off, Malygos had already returned to his original shape and rushed towards Deathwing in the air, screaming "Aww".
Nozdormu shook his head, and Soledormi followed Saragosa and Senegos into the air. The high-end combat power of the green dragon and red dragon also changed into the form of ancient dragons and flew into the blue sky.
In this siege against Deathwing, even young leaders like Chromie and Krasus are not qualified to enter.
They, along with the juniors such as Kerestrasz, Melinthra, and Kalecgos, were arranged to build a surrounding encirclement net. Once the Twilight Dragon appeared, they would go up and launch an attack as soon as possible.
The only junior who joined the siege war was Onyxia, the black dragon princess who inherited part of the power of the guardian of the earth.
Deathwing was hit by Malygos's assault, and the two dragons soon fought in the sky.
"It's you lunatic again! Very good! Let all of you so-called guardian dragons who hinder me from destroying the world be buried here today!"
Charlemagne curled his lips, "Where did this guy get his confidence? After being reinfused with power by the ancient god, did his IQ plummet?"
Seeing that a large number of adult Twilight dragons had begun to fly out of the crater, Azshara reminded, "Leave the air battle to the dragon army, and it's almost time for us to act."
Charlemagne turned his head and accurately found his three wives and a fiancee among the crowd who pledged to the ground troops. At this time, the four of them also happened to look back, and at the same time showed him encouraging eyes, either explicitly or secretly.
"breathe…"
Taking a deep breath, Charlemagne's eyes became firmer, "Let's go! We also have a battlefield that we must face, and now we can only choose to trust other comrades in arms."
Facing the members of the Twilight's Hammer and the Faceless who were gradually rushing out of the crater, the three of Charlemagne formed a sharp arrow, rushing towards the interior of the Lost Volcano against the enemies pouring out.
When jumping from the crater with a huge height drop to the black burning plain below, the three of them soon discovered a huge hole leading to the inside, but...
Looking at the huge flame turtle blocking the entrance of the cave, Charlemagne sighed softly, "It seems that before entering the interior, we have to find a way to deal with this controlled loa animal spirit..."
(end of this chapter)