Stratholme God

   Chapter 1198 New World Famous Paintings

  On insulting the dragon, McDonald's is more than professional?

   He is definitely the master of the masters. He recognizes the second, and there is no one who dares to recognize the first. No one in the top 100 dares to enter.

   How did he tame a black dragon's daughter-in-law, who was despicable and sinister by nature, to such a degree?

  In the Emerald Dreamland, Ysera, who was in charge of delivering the 'middle dragon', silently raised her forehead with her claws.

  Onyxia is so shameful to the dragon, that's all, is the eldest sister so embarrassed to hold her as the Queen of the Black Dragon?

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

well! Long life is not easy, Sister Yu sighed.

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

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

   Here, Brother Wing's blood pressure index is skyrocketing.

   His chest was a little cracked on the spot, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out like magma, actually melting several shells that had been blasted in the air and detonating ahead of time.

  The black dragon family is cold and frail by nature, even if Nefarian and Onyxia died, Neltharion would not shed a single tear. Don't you see that Nesario killed a bunch of female black dragons back then, and he didn't say anything.

   But they are the existences that Brother Wing recognizes and are qualified to be his tool dragons. Keeping them alive is the biggest proof.

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

   Neltharion looked down on the other four-colored dragons, but it didn't mean that his own black dragon also looked down on him.

   His children can be taken care of by himself, where else? Feel sorry! no!

   The dignified prince of the black dragon was hung on the dragon's head, the princess of the black dragon was willing to become a mount, and was ridden by little humans day and night, and even sold swords to make cat-like movements!

  What is a cat?

   Weak and low-level intelligent creatures!

   She was so humiliated for his Neltario's mortal enemy! ?

  The several pieces of Elementium Armor that the Twilight followers smashed into their bodies for Deathwing almost collapsed due to the rapid expansion of their chests.

"Roar--"

   It was a terrible dragon roar that shook the entire sky wall.

   Being so pretentious, even Alakir couldn't help but spit out angrily: "Deathwing, if you're going crazy, get out of the way, don't run wild on my territory!"

Brother Zhiyi turned a deaf ear to the anger of the   Lord of the Wind, a pair of bloodshot, no, this is already a huge dragon eye seeping blood, staring at the black-haired human with a playful expression in the air.

  Others don't know what happened in his spiritual sea, let alone that the dignified Black Dragon Princess is brazenly dancing in front of her father, dancing the two-dimensional house dance, and controlling the cat's tail plug-in to sway.

   Nesario didn't know what the second dimension was, but the shame and anger he brought were enough to make his blood pressure soar to the limit that his body could bear.

   Hundreds of magma columns spurted out from the gaps in his body, as if it was not a giant dragon that climbed out of the portal, but a wildly erupting active volcano.

  Sand sculpture players all laughed.

  【The little servant who opened the white bar】: "You old man also want to make a cameo role in the melting mountain dragon?"

  …

   Tactics are dirty!

  Mai, who is now an emperor, naturally has to do superficial work. Presented next to his stereoscopic projection, only Nefarian's dragon head, and the humanoid Onyxia kneeling beside him.

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

   When Nesario heard this, he spat out a mouthful of old blood on the spot.

   This is really *angry to vomit blood!

  Giving?

   The third challenge?

   McDonald's lofty tone, like the most terrifying dragon slaying knife, savagely stabbed into his dragon's heart, stabbed his most sensitive and angry nerves, scratched left and right, and rubbed repeatedly.

   A dragon's face has completely become a carpet at the entrance of the toilet, and anyone can step on it.

   "You..." Neltharion tried to retort, but at this time, he noticed the sight from Alakir in the Aeolian Throne.

   That is, looking at the trash.

This scene did not even deceive the alliance. Originally, the Throne of the Aeolus was an open palace, but to walk in front of Alakir, you needed to walk through a series of sky corridors wrapped and blocked by strong wind walls. The huge figure with a height of twenty stories could be seen from outside the Fengshen Throne.

  A new world famous painting is born-Ao Trash thinks black trash is trash!

   is really a **** brother!

   In later generations, based on the magic mirror image of this moment, a painter painted a painting full of mockery and ridicule, and sold it for a million gold coins in one fell swoop at the celebration.

  No way, elemental creatures have always been the most incompetent existence. Obviously, the strength of the four element lords is at the bottom, and Austrian garbage still feels good about himself.

"What are you looking at? A waste who lost to mere mortals twice. Since the target is not here, why don't you go and do your thing?" Alakir's arrogance was so angry that the Nazario dragon whiskers almost flew out. .

  Abominable, they are all N'Zoth's dogs, and they are not under the same rule. N'Zoth also strictly forbids them from infighting.

   I am the dignified Black Dragon King, don't you want to lose face?

   He wanted to find cannon fodder on the spot to vent his anger, but this kind of thing made his so-called colleagues look down on him. Neltharion, who exploded in gas, simply opened the portal again, this time targeting the city of Stratholme.

   There was no attack, no obstruction, hundreds of thousands of Alliance Air Forces just watched this terrifying dragon-shaped monster leave.

   "Commander, we..." Sagunar asked Arthas.

   "What are you panicking about? Everything is under the control of the leader. Let's continue our business - attack the Aeolus Throne!" Since McDonald didn't ask him to come back, the two fools naturally wouldn't give an order to retreat.

  What to do?

   Air Force soldiers talked a lot, but no one was too worried.

   This is what merit does.

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

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

   Everyone just believes that this is definitely not today!

   Those black dragon traitors who had just been ignored by Brother Wing trembled, praying that their new master, McDonald, would definitely win...

   In the main hall of Stratholme Palace, most of the girls have worries written on their faces. Everyone has stepped into the realm of heroes, and there is an estimate of the strength of the enemy and me.

  Nesario is really scary this time!

   (end of this chapter)