Stratholme God

   Chapter 1264 The Last Curse

   Neltharion himself began to lose the power to fly. His injuries were so serious that the muscles at the base of his wings were torn, which seriously affected his flapping.

The    and out-of-control element control made him unable to exert his unskilled wind element control skills. In the end, the aircraft carrier-class behemoth began to fall under huge inertia.

   "Not good!" As a hero, Jaina, who was riding on the Blue Dragon King Kalecgos along with several other heroes, suddenly turned pale.

   She was all too familiar with where Deathwing was going to fall.

  The familiar mountain is the back mountain of Boralus, which she loved to play when she was a child!

   She exclaimed and wanted to do something, but who could stop a 10,000-ton dragon-shaped slime monster from falling?

   The five dragon kings can't do it, nor can the airships that rushed up.

  I don't know how much there is, and I watched Neltharion fall, like a warhammer, smashing **** the highest mountain north of Boralus, the capital of Kul Tiras.

   "Boom--"

The    earth-shattering impact brought a deafening roar, and the exaggerated sound waves were mixed with the shock waves caused by the impact.

Afterwards, whether it was the sturdy turrets that had guarded Boralus for hundreds of years, the majestic city walls, or the large shipyards scattered all over the sea, they were all hit and shattered on the spot like children's building blocks, and burst out. Dozens of meters, or even hundreds of meters, before falling under the action of gravity.

  A lot of rocks crashed into the city of Boralus, and some flew into the water of the strait.

   "No! Don't go over there! You bastard—" Jaina didn't almost collapse on the spot, she didn't even know that she was so shocked and angry that her voice was so sharp.

   She lost her temper.

   But she couldn't do anything, and watched in despair as the crippled Neltharion crawled out of the huge crater that was knocked out of the mountain behind Boralus.

   He's going to run!

   He must not be caught.

  The only thing that can save him is the sea!

   That is the territory of his master N'Zoth, the final redemption of his hapless dragon king who has been defeated four times!

  Rao is the mutant dragon blood spurting out of his body like magma...

  Rao is that there are hundreds of elite operators who fell with him after recovering and continuing to launch a fierce attack...

  Even if the five dragon kings have already begun to dive, they sprayed deadly dragon king-level dragon breaths towards him, bringing him the freshest and most cruel injuries...

  Nesario doesn't care about anything!

   Don't look at his injury is very serious, he lost 90% of his life, but the advantage of his size lies in this. His 10% blood can be the 10,000 blood that the system recognizes, and the 100% blood of an ordinary mortal is about 100 blood.

   "Master, save me—"

   He rolled and crawled, carrying a fierce siege, and finally turned into the city of Boralus.

   At that moment, the heroic castle standing in the center of the three islands of Kul Tiras shook for a moment, and then began to crumble.

  The city of Boralus is surrounded by mountains and rivers.

   Most of the city is built on the slopes of the rocks by the sea.

  Under normal circumstances, deep wooden stakes are sufficient to support the weight of the house.

   This level of earthquake resistance and disaster resistance is completely unable to resist a 'heavyweight' destroyer like Nesario!

   "No—" Jaina burst into tears on the spot, her eyes were spinning, and she fainted in Kalia's arms on the spot. Kalia screamed in fright, and several treatments went down.

   It took a few more seconds before Jaina woke up from a violent dizziness.

   "My hometown..." Jaina, the black mold turtle, burst into tears.

  Deathwing's escape completely destroyed the main city of the Alliance, but when his left claw finally touched the sea water south of Boralus, the mutation regenerated.

   An evil light suddenly spewed out from the water surface of the strait in the center of Mishima.

  Although Nesario's huge body just threw itself on a shipyard on the beach, it couldn't get up again, only half of its body was submerged in the water, and the lower part of the huge black dragon remained on the shore.

   But it is already obvious that the development forces.

Countless tentacles gushed out from the depths of the seabed, and the sharp tentacle heads were pierced into the tattered upper body of Deathwing like an injection. It's like countless poisonous snakes got into a black dragon's skin.

   The limbs with the characteristics of the Faceless and the muscles and viscera of the dragon are mixed together and intertwined with each other.

   "Oh my God! What the **** is this?" Teresa exclaimed, she exclaimed instinctively.

   And Wrathion almost fainted, ahhh, that's about to launch a strategic bombing of pollutants. This guy doesn't dare to rely on anything.

   Onyxia, who was under McDonald's, was trembling all over. She turned her head sadly and looked at McDonald's on her back: "If I wasn't your mount, would I be like this ghost?"

  The corner of McDonald's mouth twitched: "However, you are my mount, before, now, and in the future."

   Having said that, the disgusting scene below was just shown in the live broadcast of the alliance's high-level channel, when it was hit by an extremely dazzling lightning.

   In an earth-shattering scream, the mass of flesh and blood that had just been combined with Deathwing completely exploded, turning into blood and minced flesh all over the sky, and they fell into the sea.

  Others were amazed at the strength of McDonald's.

   The power of this blow just now surpassed even those two weak chicken dragon kings.

   McDonald's didn't explain, it was because the old Nailong had N broken [Dragon Smashing Spears] stuck in his body!

  The material from which this thing is made is originally one of the best electrical conductors.

   It's hard to die. All these dragon-shot guns are deeply inserted into Neltharion's body, and several of them even penetrated from the dragon's belly to his back.

   Normally, this is a fatal injury long ago, making the old man unable to die any longer.

   Can't dodge the puncture wound, but can't dodge this violent lightning strike.

The    Dragon Spear is regarded as the most violent thunder element, bypassing the elemental defense of dragon scales and dragon skin, and sending it directly into the depths of its body.

   And the attack to the stomach in one step increased the lightning strike power of the wind sword in disguise.

   From the perspective of onlookers, it was McDonald's who blew up a third of the black dragon kings with one blow!

   The 'little friends' of Longmian Temple were stunned.

   "What are you doing stunned? Swipe (wheel) to kill him!" McDonald shouted loudly, and the five dragon kings immediately reacted and began to accumulate energy.

   At this moment, Neltharion was desperate, he was really desperate.

  The power of N'Zoth is still pouring into him, but he doesn't know enough!

   This is not the maelstrom in the center of the endless sea. The source of power is not here. A little bit of it is a thousand miles away.

   With all his strength, Nelthario roared his curse: "McDonald Stratholme! I curse you—"

   (end of this chapter)