Chapter 473: Friendship Shattering Fist!

Chapter 473 Friendship Breaking Face Fist!

Malygos was taken aback when he heard Charlemagne's words, then shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Impossible, both Malfurion and Tyrande have clearly said that he was right next to the Well of Eternity. It is the core area of ​​the entire Big Bang."

"When Tyrande finally returned to Mount Hyjal through the portal, all the elements and energies of Golden Azshaline were completely disorganized, and there was no chance for him to escape... Thank you for bringing this sword back, I I will find a place to set up a tomb for him, and put a sword on his grave as a memorial."

Malygos said that he stretched out his hand to take the hail from Charlemagne, but Charlemagne, who was holding the hilt of the hail sword, had no intention of letting go at all, and the two of them froze in place for a while.

Malygos showed a somewhat confused expression on his face, "Charlemagne, you are..."

Under his gaze, the expression on Charlemagne's face changed for a while, and finally he sighed in confusion and said, "I didn't lie to you, Marek, he is indeed still alive..."

Malygos shook his head helplessly, "I told you, he already...wait! What did you call me?!"

The Spellweaver looked at Charlemagne, who had a very tangled expression on his face, in horror at this moment. He seemed to have heard a name he didn't often use from the other party.

Anyway, it has already been said, Charlemagne simply gave it up, he shrugged and said, "It's just what you think, I am indeed alive, and I am alive, I just came back from that era for a few days, but for you Let’s say it’s been 10,000 years apart.”

Malygos grew his mouth and murmured, "Kieran?"

"Yes, that's right, it's me. Kieran Farstrider is my alias in ancient times. This hailstone was also given to me by you in the treasury of the Magic Hub, and this robe."

As Charlemagne took out the Spellweaver's Robe from his magic backpack and sent it to Malygos, the poor Blue Dragon King couldn't recover for a while, obviously his three views had been impacted to a certain extent.

Malygos rubbed his temples with a headache, "Wait! Let me clear my mind."

"You mean, you returned to the era of the War of the Ancients before, and only returned to the current time and space in the last few days?"

"That's it. I ran to you to apologize as soon as I handled the domestic affairs."

Malygos stood up from his throne trembling all over his body. Charlemagne thought he was going to come up to give him a long-lost hug, and he even opened his arms and was ready, but the poor Duke Theron waited But it was a friendship breaking face fist.

"asshole!"

"boom!"

Although Malygos did not use the power of the dragon, this punch was enough to send Charlemagne flying. He landed after turning 720 degrees in the air and dragging a long distance on the ground. .

Vereesa covered her eyes in horror, "Oh, did you still get beaten?"

Cirvanas folded his hands on his chest and said with a half-smile, "It's only your own fault, this punch is inevitable."

"Poor master, I hope his handsome face won't be distorted." This was Onyxia's schadenfreude.

Only Aurelia sighed helplessly, "You should just stop, although he did it on his own, but don't you feel distressed?"

"Nope."

"Absolutely not."

"It's better to say it's interesting, anyway, the master can't die with this strength."

Of course, Charlemagne didn't know about the situation of the melon-eating people here. At this moment, he was lying on the ground and still a little confused in his head, 'This is different from what I thought, what about the touching reunion? '

Malygos gasped and grabbed Charlemagne from the ground, spitting and roaring, "You bastard, why didn't you explain Neltharion's betrayal clearly! You know that my blue dragon army suffered How much loss?"

While struggling, Charlemagne retorted, "It's none of my business! You can blame Nozdormu if you want, he insisted on throwing me back into the War of the Ancients, and he didn't allow me to change the established history, and you have a convulsive brain Guy, I clearly reminded you to be careful of Neltharion, who can you blame if you don't listen?"

"Who will believe your nonsensical reminder! Can't you make it clearer?"

"It's been said that I can't change history! You go to Nozdormu with complaints, and I will risk destroying the timeline to remind you that everything is good!"

"You are still alive, why did you give Malfurion and Tyrande the impression that you are dead... How did you survive?"

"Nonsense, if I don't become an unsung hero, I will completely change history. Before the Well of Eternity exploded, I returned to modern times through the time and space channel. I have nothing to do with how the broken well exploded."

Onyxia, who was waiting to watch the good show, looked a little depressed, "It's over in one fell swoop? I thought they were going to roll on the ground and fight for a while."

Alleria imitated her boyfriend's movements in a funny way, and patted Onyxia's head lightly, "Don't make trouble, didn't Charlemagne say that the Blue Dragon King in normal state is a very self-restraining... Talkative, he definitely would rather speak clearly than use fists."

Here, Charlemagne and Malygos both habitually asked and answered questions at a very fast speed, telling the experience of "Ziran" in the War of the Ancients clearly, and the originally hot atmosphere suddenly became much calmer.

Malygos sighed after hearing this, "I see... It seems that Nozdormu should be blamed for all of this."

Charlemagne had blue veins on his forehead. He slapped the table and shouted, "So I told you! If you have any questions, go to Nozdormu. What's the use of you insisting on grabbing me!"

"Don't pay attention to these details, those who care about details are fools."

Charlemagne, who was originally upset, finally couldn't help laughing when he heard this familiar sentence, "You really haven't changed at all, and your mind has returned to normal now, right?"

"Haha, almost, now I only have one last grievance left."

Speaking of this, Malygos' eyes flashed coldly, and Charlemagne knew what he meant, and patted him on the shoulder without hesitation, "Don't worry, Deathwing won't be able to jump for long, if it wasn't for the war of the ancients." The danger of changing history, I will kill him directly when I get back the dragon soul."

Malygos smiled in relief. He opened his arms to give Charlemagne, a friend who had been away for thousands of years, a reunion hug, but he unexpectedly found that the other party took a step back and put on a defensive posture.

"…What are you doing?"

"What are you doing again? Want to sneak attack again?"

"No! I just want to give you a reunion hug."

"I was already posing just now, how did you respond to me?!"

The melon-eaters in the back saw the two start to talk again, and shook their heads helplessly at the same time.

"In short, His Majesty Malygos's side is a satisfactory solution, and the rest..."

After hearing what Cirvanas said, Alleria held her forehead with a headache, "Is it the turn of Queen Azshara and the high priest of Whisperwind?"

Thanks to the book friends "Yun Ling Tian Han", "Pale to Death", "Impulsive Potatoes" and "Evil & #183; Remnant Soul" for their support.