Chapter 1342: Two blue dragon kings?

That's right, all the pictures of the fighting just now have clearly passed to the Burning Legion through the eyeballs specially replaced by the traitors.
Thrall felt a sense of shame and intense shame!
The forgotten was the one who forcibly disagreed and forcibly introduced the tribe.
He valued the combat power of the forgotten, and in the final analysis was forced by the situation. He knew very well that the Horde's greatest enemy was not the Alliance. The enemy that ranks above the Alliance, at least, is the stunned ancient of Cthun, and the Burning Legion!
He will never forget what the Burning Legion did on Kalimdor. Half an ashen valley, a whole Felwood, was destroyed by the Burning Legion. Even with the constraints of a high-level commander, in the years after the Burning Legion invaded Kalimdor, there were still demons that ran away or hid, killing the night elves and the people of the tribe indiscriminately.
Now, he should be the most trusted tribe heroes, there is actually a tribe's insider! ?
How can he bear it?
"Go to death! Traitor!" Thrall leaped high, and [Death Hammer] gave out a fiery flame.
A jump that was so successful that Roared Lord could not only smash the eye of the observer who hadn't had time to escape. The hammer remained intact and smashed the big Lich's head into a rotten watermelon.
Well, rotten watermelon.
"Hehe! Mortal, no one can resist the Legion ..." In the void, echoed the sneer of that traitorous Lich.
"Leave it to me!" Anastrian couldn't keep his face off and took the initiative.
However, he is not an authentic warlock, and his soul-binding tricks were actually resisted by that guy.
No one expected that Duke shot again.
To be precise, it was Her Majesty's Emissary who shot.
As soon as Duke raised his hand, the figure of the black witch, Farina, suddenly appeared beside him. Raising his hand was a more authentic [Capture Soul].
The great Lich's soul was screaming and struggling, trying to get rid of the soul vortex condensed by the red crystal in the hands of Farina.
The black witch giggled: "Run away, run if you have the ability! Betray the guy of Azeroth, your will is useless. Now, after repentance, you will become the master's slave and serve the Lord faithfully. This The most glorious thing in the world is the service of the eternal master. "
Fallinna's appearance like this makes the mortal strong a bit of egg pain.
How could Duke's brains remain a loyalty to the backbone of the cursed sect that was originally loyal to Kel'Thuzad? She had forgotten her enthusiasm and ran to fight for Duke. Everyone can fully imagine how this traitor will fall into the hands of such an evil woman.
"Sal, this guy's soul is entrusted to me, you don't mind." Duke asked as he struck a tentacle.
"No opinion." Thrall was stubborn, not even glancing at the Sun King: "The problem now is not the alliance and the tribe ..."
"It's okay." Duke waved.
"Everything is planned." Ysera smiled at the interface.
Are you planning?
Could even the traitors in the forgotten become part of Duke's plan?
Either Thrall, or Vol'jin, Orgrim, and the Sun King, at the same time they set off a stormy sea in their hearts.
"Substitution!" Duke slaps on the shoulder of Onyxia, who is obsessed with soy sauce and sadistic fantasy, and awakens it.
Without outsiders, Duke would even fly up and kick her upright and elastic fart.
The formation that besieged Sunn changed suddenly.
Alexstrasza and Marigos continued to attack.
Ysera's figure seemed to be exiled by the magic of the warlock, and the entire dragon body became unreal and transparent, but everyone still clearly felt her natural resistance aura, which was counteracting the natural attribute attack of C'thun.
The most exaggerated is Nozdormu. The huge sandy dragon body becomes slow. Although it is only a little bit, everyone can feel that this guy is already a good product.
"Actually when you play against me! Are you looking down on me !?" Cthun snarled angrily.
"No! We didn't look down on you." With Duke's voice, Onyxia grew quickly.
As a black dragon princess, she has an absolute gap in strength with the four guardian dragons. As the strength closest to the guardian dragon and qualified to succeed the guardian of the earth, even if she can't achieve the level of Nozdormu, it is no problem to keep more defenses and keep the formation.
No matter how strong Cthulne is, it is impossible to completely ignore the attack of an authentic demigod.
"Abominable" the whole cave echoed with Cthun's roar.
In the Nether Battlefield, Eredar's twins were all blue.
Because when they ordered the Nether Warship to release the demonic forces and start their formation, they suddenly felt a strong wave of magic.
The magic turbulence surging enough to disturb space is dominating the entire airspace.
In countless battles between the Burning Legion and the Dragons, the demon knows that only two exist in the Dragons to do this.
One is Nozdormu, the Dragon King of time and space.
The second is ...
In the Void Fortress, a dazzling ice-blue glow illuminates, and its brilliance can even be compared with the brightness of the sun in an instant.
A beautiful and huge dragon showed its coercion and horror at the exit of the fortress.
"I Marigos! I am the embodiment of magic." The arrogant voice, transmitted through the violent oscillating element wave, was transmitted to the side of the void battleship ten thousand meters away.
The Marigos blasted with storm-like frost elements, and as soon as he appeared on the field, he completely frozen the void trash outside the fortress exit.
This ... this ... this ...
A Doomguard Void Lord, trembling even with his claws holding the beheaded sword, turned his head towards the direction of the Nether Battleship. The voice of his questioning came to Eredar's twin ears: "You are not talking about the four Is the Guardian Dragon away? "
The Burning Legion and the Dragons have been fighting each other for so many years and have known for a long time.
Each guardian dragon has a shocking existence, and it is no pressure to single-handedly attack the high-level void lord.
Generally, at least three high-level Nether Lords are required to hold a guardian dragon. This is also the case where the guardian dragons do not cooperate with each other.
Once the five-colored guardian dragons are all together, plus the blessing of the planetary defense array, the Burning Legion really has no way, except for delivering food.
"Impossible! How could Marigos get back?" Oleses exclaimed.
Of all the guardian dragons, Alexstrasza and Marigos have the worst momentum. It's not easy to create a portal that they can pass, let alone Cthun can't easily let them go.
In the end what happened?