Stratholme God

Chapter 1198 New World Famous Paintings
On humiliating the dragon, McDonald is more than just a professional?
He is definitely the master among the masters, he recognizes the second, not only does no one dare to recognize the first, no one in the top [-] dares to enter.

How on earth did he forcibly tame a concubine daughter of a black dragon who was mean and insidious by nature to such an extent?

In the Emerald Dream, Ysera, who was in charge of delivering the letter as the 'middle dragon', rested her forehead with her claws speechlessly.

Onyxia is too embarrassing, just like this, the eldest sister has the nerve to call her the Queen of the Black Dragon?

Ysera glanced at the new Blue Dragon King who was still in Stratholme GN Solar Furnace Factory, booing and greeting Miss Well, kneeling and licking non-stop, and also throwing dragons to Wyrmrest Temple...

well!Longsheng is not easy, Yu Jie sighed.

As the saying goes, one generation is not as good as one generation, and human common sayings do not deceive me.

The existence of these two dragons lowered the gold content of the entire guardian dragon team!

Here, brother Zhiyi's blood pressure index soared into the sky.

His chest was a little cracked on the spot, and a mouthful of lava-like old blood spewed out, which actually melted several shells blasted past in mid-air and detonated them prematurely.

The black dragon family is cold by nature, even if the sons and daughters of Nefarian and Onyxia died, Neltharion would not shed a tear.Didn’t you see that Nelthario fucked a bunch of female black dragons to death back then, and they didn’t show anything.

But the two of them are recognized by Brother Zhiyi himself, and are qualified to be the existence of his tool dragon.Letting them survive is the biggest proof.

And the two brothers and sisters also did the dirty work for him.

Neltharion looked down on other four-color giant dragons, but it didn't mean his own black dragon looked down on them too.

He can take care of his children by himself, what else?Feel sorry!no!

The majestic Black Dragon Prince was hanged on the dragon's head, and the Black Dragon Princess was willing to become a mount. She was ridden day and night by little humans, and even sold a sword to the point of making cat-like movements!

What is a cat?
It's just a weak low-level intelligent creature!
She actually degraded to this extent for his Neltharion's sworn enemy! ?

Several pieces of elementium armor that the Twilight disciples had built into Deathwing's body almost collapsed due to the rapid expansion of his chest cavity.

"Roar--"

This is the terrible dragon's roar that shakes the entire sky wall.

So pretentious, even Al'Akir couldn't help but burst into anger: "Deathwing, if you want to go crazy, go away, don't act wild on my territory!"

Brother Zhiyi turned a deaf ear to Lord Wind's angry reprimand, and stared at the black-haired human with a playful expression in mid-air with a pair of bloodshot, no, these are already oozing huge longan eyes.

Others don't know what's going on in his mental ocean, let alone that the dignified Black Dragon Princess is brazenly dancing a two-dimensional house dance in front of her father, and even manipulating the cat's tail plug to sway endlessly.

Neltharion didn't know what Two-dimensional was, but the embarrassment brought about was enough to make his blood pressure soar to the limit that his body could bear.

Hundreds of magma columns shot out from the gaps in his body, as if what crawled out of the portal was not a giant dragon, but an active volcano erupting wildly.

The sand sculpture players all laughed.

[The boy who opened the white note]: "Your old man also wants to play a guest role as a melting mountain dragon?"

……

Those who play tactics are dirty!

Now that Mr. Mai is the emperor, it is natural to do superficial work.Presented next to his stereoscopic projection, only Nefarian's dragon head and the humanoid Onyxia knelt beside him on one knee.

"Deathwing! It seems that you have obtained the so-called power from N'Zoth. But, no matter how many mortals you kill here, you can't wash away the shame I caused by defeating you." McDonald raised his mouth , stretched out his right hand, hooked his index finger: "Come to Stratholme City! I will give you a third chance to challenge me!"

When Nesario heard this, a mouthful of old blood spurted out of the dragon's mouth on the spot.

This is really *pitting blood!

Bestow?

The third challenge?
McDonald's condescending tone was like the most terrifying dragon-slaying knife, which ruthlessly pierced into his dragon's heart, pierced his most sensitive and angry nerves, scraped left and right, and rubbed repeatedly.

A dragon face has completely become a carpet at the door of the toilet, anyone can step on it.

"You..." Neltharion tried to retort, but at this moment, he noticed Alakir's gaze from the throne of the wind god.

That is, the sight of garbage.

This scene was not even hidden from the Alliance. The Fengshen Throne was originally an open palace, but to walk in front of Al'Akir, one needs to walk through a series of sky corridors wrapped and blocked by strong wind walls, and Al'Akir The huge figure with a height of twenty stories can be seen outside the Fengshen Throne.

A new world-famous painting is born—Ao Garbage thinks Black Garbage is Garbage!

It's rubbish brother!
Some painters in later generations drew a painting full of mockery and ridicule based on the magical mirror image at this moment, and sold it for a sky-high price of one million gold coins at the celebration.

No way, elemental creatures have always been the most unpredictable existence.Obviously ranked at the bottom of the four elemental lords, Ao Junk still feels good about himself.

"What are you looking at? The trash who lost twice to mere mortals. Since the target is not here, why don't you go and do your business?" Alakir's arrogance made Nelthario's dragon beard almost fly out. .

The hateful thing is that they are all N'Zoth's dogs, and they don't belong to each other.N'Zoth also strictly forbade them from fighting among themselves.

I am the black dragon king, don't you want to lose face?
He really wanted to find cannon fodder to vent his anger on the spot, but this kind of thing made his so-called colleagues look down on him. Neltharion, who was so angry, simply opened the portal again, this time the target was Stratholme City.

No attack, no obstruction, 10,000+ alliance air force just watched this terrifying dragon-shaped monster leave in a weird way.

"Commander, we..." Sagunar asked Alsace.

"What are you panicking about? Everything is under the control of the lord. Let's continue to do what we do—attack the Fengshen Throne!" Since McDonald didn't ask him to come back for help, the second idiot naturally wouldn't give the order to retreat.

Just do what you should do?
Air Force officers and soldiers talked a lot, but no one was too worried.

That's what merit does.

McDonald's record of defeating Neltharion twice is here. Although the current Deathwing seems extremely terrifying, the soldiers are still willing to believe that after today, their leader's invincible record will continue.

Theoretically, it is impossible for a person to be invincible in a war for a lifetime, and there will always be a day when the invincible golden body is broken.

Everyone just believes that this is by no means today!
Those Black Dragon traitors who had just been ignored by Brother Zhiyi trembled, praying that their new master, McDonald, would definitely win...

In the main hall of the Stratholme Palace, most of the faces of the girls are worried. Everyone has stepped into the realm of heroes, and they have an estimate of the strength of the enemy and us.

Neltharion is really scary this time!
(End of this chapter)