Game Across the World

Remember [New] in a second! Seeing the dragon man's corpse surrounded by three people, Nefarian almost showed his figure, cursing in his heart, but also fell into the hesitation of making a move or not.

As the Black Dragon Prince, Nefarian is quite confident in his own strength. As for why he is not so bad, of course it is because of the shadow of the fiasco of Blackwing Nest on Blackstone Mountain.

He still remembered that scene, he was a legendary powerful dragon, facing the successors of the sea of ​​people, their bodies were constantly flashing with green light, and his magic and dragon breath could not kill any of them.

Those little ants at the master level kept hitting the hard dragon scales with their attacks, and the seemingly inconspicuous damage accumulated, finally causing cracks to appear on the surface of his perfect dragon scales.

Then the pain spread into his body through the scales. He felt pain and anger, and frantically tried to tear the challengers apart, but failed.

So he was timid, or in other words, unwilling to be completely defeated by these inheritors, he soared into the sky, and the players did not have the means to stop him, but they looted all the accumulation of Blackwing Nest.

Now, there are not many inheritors in front of him, but after a while, two legends appeared among these inheritors, and Nefarian felt a kind of fear.

The reason why mortals are mortals is that they cannot achieve the accumulation of long-lived races in their short lives. Maybe a few arrogances can spy on the realm of the gods and fight against the guardian dragon, but most mortals can only watch helplessly. Drakes sprinkle flames across the sky.

"I can't make a move, I still have a chance." Nefarian's hesitation finally turned into a decision. These inheritors came too fast, who knows how many backups there are.

As for his father's order, Nefarian thought: "As long as I try my best, and father, since he was defeated by those mortals and injured like that by them, is he still qualified to be the guardian of the black dragon?

These mortals seem to be eyeing him, as long as his father is killed, isn't the position of guardian mine? "

This is the nature of dark creatures. If it is possible, who would not want to think about themselves, but he seems to have overlooked one point. If the black dragon family is weakened to the extreme, then the title of guardian will be of no use.

Crowley dragged the corpse and quickly cut a **** path among the werewolves.

The soldiers guarding the commercial street saw that one of the streets was shining with a faint blue light, and the bodies of werewolves were constantly being thrown away.

"What is that!" At this moment, many fighters were already frightened, and their physical strength and magic power could no longer support their more intense battles.

Godfrey also got the news from Nefarian's message, but he didn't dare to stop it easily at this time. Any order would be interpreted as a conspiracy. He still needed the identity of this commander, and King Jin would believe him or Trust Crowley, is still unknown.

As the light gradually sobered up, the figures of Vanessa and the three of them were revealed.

"Isn't that Lord Crowley?" cried a soldier, raising his musket.

The gun was suppressed by the veteran on the side. He also saw Crowley, and immediately realized that the lord should not have betrayed the kingdom.

The reason is simple. As a lord, he fought alone from a dangerous situation. If all this is really Crowley's conspiracy, it seems completely unnecessary, because a werewolf can rush into their position for an hour at most.

And he did this, obviously intending to rescue them, and as a show of sincerity, he only brought two or three people with him.

Of course, there were also those who fired in anger, and were bounced away by the blue omen with their magic shields. They did not fight back, but quickly approached, and shouted: "This is the north gate guard Lord Crowley, you are sent by King Jin Reinforcements?"

Several kingdom guards were stunned, they clearly saw...

But now the lord is in front of him, whether he has betrayed the kingdom can only be determined by King Jin, and now, he is still a great nobleman.

"Lord, are you here to support us?" one of the guards asked.

Crowley showed irritated and puzzled eyes, "Of course, are they here to be beaten?" He pointed to the artillery position, "Who ordered to fire to the north just now, and almost hit the support troops I sent!"

A dragonman has not had time to retreat in the future, so he can only bite the bullet and stand up, "It's me, Lord Lord, we must..."

Before the words fell, Vanessa's dagger rested on the dragon man's vest, "Don't you know that your smell is stinky, **** black dragon!"

This sudden movement immediately aroused the hostility of the surrounding soldiers, but in the next second, the body of the dragon man was thrown in front of his eyes, "I can see clearly that there are other forces behind this monster other than werewolves." Crowley Staring at Godfrey, as long as he makes a mistake, the clues can be tied to him.

Of course Godfrey didn't dare, he could only look at Vanessa, and now he finally understood how those dragon guards were crushed and killed.

As the blade of the silver sword slowly penetrated into the skin, the shape of the dragon man finally became unmaintainable and gradually appeared.

Now everyone knows how the misunderstanding between the werewolves and them was formed. Angry emotions filled their hearts. They almost misunderstood their comrades in arms and regarded the great lord of the kingdom as their enemy.

Not only that, the idea that the black dragon was the culprit for creating the werewolf was immediately stabilized in his heart, otherwise why would he make such a conspiracy and blame it on Lord Crowley.

And how suspicious they were before, how much guilt and trust they have now, and their morale has been restored by more than half because of his arrival. They now have reinforcements, and they are just two blocks away.

Nefarian's final struggle was to attract more werewolves from the North City. He tried to flood the support army with a larger tide. The news here could not be delivered to Jin's hands, and his plan could still be established.

It's just that the number of inheritors has increased again, especially the low-level players who came from Silverpine Forest. In terms of manpower, it's no worse than the Bloodfang Werewolf!

Their arrival has made the front line more stable. As the main city, Gilneas City has several resurrection points, and it is extremely easy for them to escape.

The numbers of the two sides ebb and flow, and the players can even overwhelm the werewolves in some battlefields, then the ending has been determined. It seems that order has won another piece on the chessboard.

Nefarian seemed a little helpless and furious, but he remembered that he still had the last hole card in his hand.

The Luna Scythe, which is the combination of Goldrinn's Fang and Elune's staff, is the origin of werewolves, where Goldrinn's spirit represents violence and Elune's power represents tranquility.

It’s just that ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ only master Drew Yin who is proficient in balancing power can correctly use the two conflicting forces. Once mastered by others, the obvious brutality and wildness will erupt.

The curse of the werewolf is just one of the aftereffects of the feral Druin's wrong transformation, which makes the infected creatures full of violence, attacking all creatures regardless of friend or foe.

Nefarian held the artifact, and he could feel the power of Elune resisting his magic power, but after all, it was just a dead thing, unable to resist his constant infusion of the power of the dark earth.

The werewolves became more manic, and the full moon in the sky seemed to be being replaced by a blood moon.

The blood sacrifice, the cursed life, the berserk spirit... All of these together just fit the teachings of another evil god.

Everyone felt the mental pressure, and more blood began to flow from the wounds of the dead werewolves.

The blood became extremely thick, they filled the gaps along the floor tiles, and gradually overflowed, turning into pools of blood.

In the ear, there was a faint thunderous drumbeat again. Under the effect of sacrifice, a legion seemed to be trying to pass through the gap between the planes and enter Azeroth forcibly!