Chapter 1282: thorn!

Suddenly everything can be explained.
Even if Ner'zhul was a seducer from beginning to end, he didn't have the courage to pit his fellow men, and he didn't have the courage to poke the demons, but ...
beast! people! Forever! Do not! for! slave!
After years of inhuman torture, Kil'jaeden's body was ruined, and even his bones were ashes, he never gave up a free heart.
On the other hand, the demon commander's contract is not so violated.
That's why, after Archimonde hung up, Ner'zhul chose to change jobs and stand on the top of the mountain, and the magic fell suddenly.
Even the soul is exhausted because of the contract backwash, and there is no ghost who is not weak.
On the other hand, no one expected that Arthas would be so loyal and really ran to succeed the Savior. Not only did he kill a lot of guys who blocked the road, but he also frustrated Illidan who worked for Kil'jaeden, eventually boarding the Frozen Throne and merging with the poor soul that Ner'zhul had diluted many times.
The perfect fusion of an orc soul and a death knight who was once a human is drunk.
Duke didn't know why Kel'Thuzad took out only half of the contract at this time, and there would be no good things to think about it.
No time for Duke to react.
"Hula," Kel'Thuzad's purple-rimmed hat seemed to fall in the wind. It was supposed to be in the position of the eyebrow, and that part of the white bone actually opened a small finger-sized door.
There was a bleak gray light on the edge of the door, and the haze felt like he was grinding his bones into ashes and flying out.
Do not!
This is more like he poured out the deepest and most mysterious evil curse in his endless spiritual world directly.
When his frowning gray light fell on Ner'zhul's blood oath, a mysterious rule that the system elves couldn't analyze on the spot melted away. The blood stains on the entire dragon skin deed felt a three-point loss on the spot.
The next moment, suddenly the frosty atmosphere of the entire hall was several times thicker.
A voice of soul was compressed into Duke's ear drums in less than tenths of a second.
If Duke was an ordinary person, he would have been deaf because of this noisy compressed audio. When Duke naturally untied this audio, it was clear that the external time was passing slowly, but Duke heard it clearly. Kel'Thuzad's vulgar death declaration.
"Ha ha ha! Just one person, one dragon, and the Scourge, no, not even the enemy of the entire world of death. Is it true that it is the great hero Duke Marcus! I have imposed such arrogance on you Three punishments. That's right ... what you are tasting are three serial traps that I painstakingly arranged. "
Three? Duke frowned.
"Hey! The most mellow poisonous wine must be the last moment, when the flare comes out, that taste is the most fragrant. So, let me die here ... in the name of the Lich King!"
"Ok!?"
Faced with the horrific atmosphere of the overwhelming attack, Duke instinctively felt uncomfortable. He pulled the reins and planned to make Onyxia step backward.
At the same time, he instinctively wanted to break the ice barrier.
but
It is no longer a matter of time. Because that is over, the attack is over, and the trap is in effect!
On the inside of Duke's chest, something swelled out in an extremely rapid manner.
hard!
Fengrui!
Scary!
Cold!
Breaking through the bones and flesh of the chest, the burst shot is ...
"Ice Prison !?"
Duke wore at least Hyjal-level gear. If placed in the Second Dark Gate War, it will be immune to damage from swords, warhammers, and axes below the semi-artifact, as well as magic from the sun.
Now, even for magical attacks of the semi-artifact and the sun level, most of them can achieve more than half of the damage reduction.
But the only attack from the inside was the exception.
Not to mention, this ice prism appeared in the state after puncturing.
At this moment, Duke was like a flying insect flying in the sky, and after a random scramble, he fell into a terrible spider web trap trapped with ten or twenty layers.
No matter how strong he was, no matter how hard he struggled, it was just a bait for the black widow poison spider.
"Duke !?" Onyxia exclaimed. Feeling the shock and turbulence in her soul, she could not care about the other undead who rushed over, and suddenly bent the long dragon neck back, and then saw Duke with his chest burst.
Duke's body was stiff, his neck was like a rusty machine, and he moved with difficulty, as if he touched his chest in disbelief.
There, extremely rare epic robes were pierced from the inside, and on the top of the ice prism, there was still a beating heart ...
"Frost ... Divine !?"
Kel'Thuzad finally couldn't help laughing wildly: "Stupid man! You have forgotten, is my essence different from yours? I don't need to breathe!"
Watching the divine fragments erupting in the void at the same time and turning them into strange hedgehog-like pucks, Duke understood everything.
Correct! That's right! It's the frost divine attack!
In the scene, it seems that Duke expelled Kel'Thuzad's frost divine power with the power of the flame divinity. But Duke is a living person, and living people need to breathe. It feels a little bit cold and the air is actually floating with a very small amount of frost.
In order to fool Duke, Kel'Thuzad did not even use the shadow deity that Duke was most concerned about, instead using the frost power that the mage had.
A demigod ice dragon, a large Lich of both the ice system and the shadow system, there is a trace of frost divine exudation, which is really normal.
Then, this wide-spreading approach succeeded.
Duke hits directly!
"No" feeling the rapidly declining soul connection, Onyxia was stunned, she could no longer afford to fight, she actually shrank at high speed on the spot and turned into a human form, holding Duke, who was covered with blood: " Bastard! You lied to me! Aren't you unbeatable? Aren't you saying you want to change my destiny? Why ... "
Seeing Onyxia being so dysfunctional, Kel'Thuzad's mood suddenly broke out. His body rose from Sapphiron, and a milky foam appeared in the place where his lower body was combined with the Frost Dragon. Then he followed The Frost Dragon separated.
"Hahaha! Dead, die! Duke Marcus! You are finally dead! Hahaha!" Feeling the decline of Duke's soul fire, Kel'Thuzad was very happy, as if he had countless pleasures Bubbles poured into the depths of his soul and nourished every corner of his soul: "Onyxia, don't struggle. Serve with your master His Majesty the Lich King."
Onyxia looked up, and a teasing smile suddenly appeared on his face as if with tears the moment before: "idiot!"
"Huh !?" Kel'Thuzad suddenly felt like something was wrong.
At this time, a dazzling gleam of golden light burst out from his chest, and the spiral sword radiant rays were shining.