Chapter 537: Talk about retreating from the enemy

Chapter 537 Retreat the enemy with a mouthful

After Charlemagne and the others approached, Ebonok stared at Onyxia with a pair of dragon pupils. What are the consequences...you should be very clear."

The black dragon princess next to Charlemagne gently brushed her hair, and said with a look of disdain, "That lunatic? You probably don't even know where he is hiding to recover from his injuries. Do you really think that bereaved dog is still the king of our black dragon clan? ?”

"Shut up!" Filmer and Fleger shouted angrily at the same time, "No matter how crazy Lord Nelthario is, he is always the king of our black dragon clan and the only leader who dominates the world. You traitor is not qualified to comment. he!"

A sneer leaked from the corner of Charlemagne's mouth, "Pfft... Dominating the world, it's a shame that you will believe that crazy dragon's second-rate rhetoric. It must have been instilled in him by N'Zoth. I should have known that I shouldn't be soft-hearted during the War of the Ancients." , Just kill him directly and neatly."

The three black dragons fixed their eyes on Charlemagne at the same time, their eyes seemed to be looking at a psychopath.

"It's not afraid to flash your tongue when you speak big words. A mere mortal dares to kill the great Deathwing."

"Don't say that, don't ordinary people say that having a dream is the most important thing, let him live in the dream."

"Onyxia, is this the master you have chosen? I don't see anything special about him except for his big talk."

Charlemagne was not angry when he heard the mocking of the three dragons. He calmly took Hailstone out of his backpack, and deliberately picked him up and shook him in front of the three black dragons.

"I know that the five senses of your dragon clan are very sensitive. If you carefully experience the taste and breath of this sword, you should be able to find some surprises."

Onyxia was also waiting for the moment when the faces of the three cannon dragons on the opposite side changed color, while Gouel, Volkin and others on the side were all at a loss for the verbal confrontation between the two sides.

Fleger was the first to twitch his nose and sniff, and then his face changed drastically immediately, "This...impossible! You must be playing tricks!"

Seeing the expressions of their companions, Ebonok and Filmer, who were originally mocking, froze at the same time. After looking at each other, they imitated Flegel's movements and smelled the breath emanating from the hailstone. .

"!"

"How could it be! The blood breath of my lord Neltharion..."

Charlemagne sneered, "Oh, no one would believe the truth. The fact is that I did spare his life back then, otherwise the lunatic Deathwing would have died in his lair ten thousand years ago. middle."

"Even if he has no face to tell you about this matter, I believe someone in the Black Dragon Legion should have discovered some clues indirectly... For example, the crazy crazy dragon suddenly hid in a place that no one knew .”

The expressions on the faces of the three black dragons changed countless times under Onyxia's joyful gaze. In the end, the three of them took a step back involuntarily, as if they believed what they thought was a fantasy before.

Tyrande approached Charlemagne and whispered in Charlemagne's ear when everyone around looked confused, "Did you really almost kill Neltharion during the War of the Ancients?"

The hot air blown by the high priest made his ears a little itchy, and Charlemagne couldn't help shivering slightly, and also replied in a low voice, "It's true, but the reality is... I dare not kill him, because once he dies, there will be no history." It's all over, and Queen Azshara has witnessed this with her own eyes."

Azshara, who was standing behind with her arms crossed, apparently heard the two whispering in some way, and said with a playful smile on her face, "I did see it with my own eyes. Neltharion really escaped with a dog's life." .”

"In addition, according to Charlemagne's description at the time, it seemed that when he was about to kill, the three ancient gods who were imprisoned hurriedly appeared to protect their loyal dog, but Charlemagne was furious with words, I don’t know if these vengeful guys still remember it now.”

"Forehead…"

Charlemagne only remembered when he heard Azshara's prompt. In order to escape the influence of the whispers of the ancient gods, he deliberately let out a cannon to disturb the three monks.

Azshara's voice was not deliberately lowered, and the three dragons on the opposite side showed horrified expressions when they heard her words.

‘To be able to escape from the hands of the ancient gods, and turn the other party into a rage, but still have nothing to do with him, who the **** is this guy...’

The three black dragons made eye contact, and finally decided not to take this muddy water. Although they don't know why Nefarian hasn't shown up until now, they already have a bad premonition in their hearts.

...The Black Dragon Prince was probably tricked by the smiling high elf in front of him.

The three dragons of Filmer flapped their wings and raised their flight altitude, while shouting fiercely, "I'll let you off this time, when my lord, Deathwing, returns to the world..."

"Cough, it looks like you don't want to leave."

"Hmm!"

Hearing Charlemagne's threat, coupled with the aiming of Solidar from his back, the three giant dragons who had been fooled immediately ran away with their tails between their legs... But these guys are destined to be unable to escape, Krasus still Keeping outside with some red dragons.

Before leaving, in order to ensure that he would not be chased, Ebonok knocked open the cage used to imprison Chromaggus with his tail.

Charlemagne unhappily aimed Solidar at the two-headed teratosaur that had rushed out of the lair.

This huge double-headed monster...not so much a dragon, but rather some kind of weird-looking beast crawling on the ground.

I don’t know if it’s Nefarian’s bad taste. The only multi-colored dragon that was successfully researched was actually made by him into a four-legged animal similar to a lava dog.

If it weren't for the two ferocious dragon heads, the oath elite who just came out of the Molten Core might have regarded this guy as a mutant double-headed lava dog.

"Roar!"

Cromaggus rushed out and immediately yelled to swear his existence to everyone present. Charlemagne arranged Liadrin and Jarod to stand in front, and at the same time had time to joke with A Qiang beside him.

"Look at how other people use their sense of presence. Learn from it. It will take me a long time to find you even if you blend in with the crowd."

Lor'themar said with a constipated face, "...is it time to talk about this now? Brother, please concentrate!"

Charlemagne shrugged, looked at the two meat shields that had blocked the two front legs of Chromaggus, and shouted, "Be careful! This guy can breathe out five-color dragon breath, and at the same time cast the dragons of the five-color dragons." Blood Curse!"

"Black, red, dragon and green can be removed by various healing professions. Shamans, druids, priests, and paladins should all be vigilant and help teammates remove curses at any time!"

"People who have been hit by the bronze dragon's blood will enter a short time stagnation state after a few seconds. Once they are hit, they will immediately retreat, and Koda and Fandral will be ready to replace them at any time. The healers pay attention to taking care of the people who have been hit by the yellow dragon's breath. Long-distance attack from both sides of the dragon's belly, try to avoid the direction of the dragon's head."

Following Charlemagne's command, the oath and the tribe's elite began to move in an orderly manner. The final battle of the Blackwing Lair finally came to an end when Chromaggus's two heads sprayed out the frost dragon's breath and the corrosion dragon's breath at the same time. hit.