Chapter 632 Dragon Ceremony (Unfinished)

Duke had the illusion that if his willpower was divided into two levels before, his willpower would still be his, and the system elves would still be the system's, but now he feels the power of four-color dragons overwhelmingly pouring in, It's like a hammer, constantly beating the subway embryo. Using the hammer with willpower, while constantly beating Duke's will, it also leads the sublimation of Duke's spiritual field.

As for sublimation, all that is needed is an opportunity.

Duke is not a native of Azeroth. He never experienced the childhood of dealing with wolves and murlocs even in the most peaceful Elwynn Forest. He was just a college animal who grew up in a big city. This lack of experience made him destined to have a slightly weaker psychological endurance when facing danger and pressure in battle. For example, he always easily hit the warlock's [Fear Art] before.

Duke also has his strengths.

He is a traveler who remembers the general trend.

The player's experience of looking at the whole situation as an outsider gave him a sense of superiority that the aborigines would never understand.

This kind of overlooking mentality like standing at the top of the ecological chain, like a god, is his trump card.

Duke suddenly became angry——

you! they! this! some! Small! dragon! Calculate! where! root! onion! ?

snort!

I'm Duke!

I am Duke who rushed to become the hero of the alliance from scratch and took the position of commander in chief!

I killed hundreds of thousands of orcs, killed so many chiefs, used Gul'dan to make a fortune, and even killed Duke of Deathwing Neltharion!

I am Duke who is determined to use Ragnaros, the Lord of Fire, as a lighter in the future, and Duke who breaks off and purifies Frostmourne of the Lich King, and uses it as an air conditioner!

The only Duke in the world!

You little dragons who are only worthy of experience points dare to yell at me?

laugh! talk!

Longwei, right?

Then don't blame me for being rude.

System wizard, get on me!

"snort!"

A seemingly innocuous cold snort suddenly had a different taste in the ears of the Dragon Clan.

It was obvious that the magic circuit in Duke's body was a little out of order, and the elements in the surrounding atmosphere suddenly shook as if they felt Duke's aura.

In the blink of an eye, the elements in the sky appeared in four different colors, and turned into four magic long knives visible to the naked eye, slashing in all directions like lightning.

At the same moment, the magical element containing some mysterious power suddenly flashed, like waves upon waves, rising to a higher peak on top of the peak, bursting out with endless power!

"Ancient Dragon Might!?" When the four kinds of magical brilliance corresponding to the four-color dragon clan came, these giant dragons, mainly young dragons, suddenly lost their souls.

They never expected that Duke, a mere human being, would be able to unleash a majestic power comparable to that of an ancient dragon!

When that magical light blade slashed, they had only one feeling—death.

"Oh!?" The three dragon kings who were on the top floor of the Dragon Rest Temple showed surprised expressions at the same time.

If it were the dragon ambassadors around Duke, it would be almost horrified.

"Tch——" Duke counterattacked the magic light blade too fast. It was so fast that it almost passed by in a flash, and the strange and mysterious power contained in it disappeared in an instant.

However, in the eyes of these young dragons and dragonmen, what they saw was a completely different scene - when the light corresponding to their race's skin color cut off, their necks immediately spurted blood. Be it dragon scales, dragon skins, or even the hardest keel, which can withstand most of the sharp weapons in the world, they were also cut in half.

Their heads soared into the sky, and their bodies slumped to the ground. The blood of the dragon clan stained this sacred dragon's resting place...

I am dead! ?

Countless dragon necks shrank suddenly, and countless dragon people stepped back in shock, stroking their still intact necks.

Is that... an illusion?

Although the sword light made by this momentum is only fleeting, it is enough to scare every dragonborn out of their wits. In an instant, a trembling wave appeared in the entire Dragon's Sleep Temple, which was the reflection of the retreating dragons.

How could there be such a terrifying person, who could make tens of thousands of dragon people and thousands of young dragons have the illusion of being killed just by their aura?

Just recalling the feeling just now made them feel cold and weak all over! ?

Every dragon, every dragonman is asking himself, "Is this Duke Marcus telling us he can kill us if he wants?"

At this time, Krasus and the three ambassadors beside Duke showed expressions of admiration when they saw the exaggerated scene where all dragons were conquered.

"It's amazing!"

"congratulations."

"congratulations."

"For humans, it's perfect."

Duke was a little confused: "Uh, am I passing the test? Then... what is this?"

"This is something we have all experienced. Of course, the results are not as perfect as yours. You will know after the ceremony is over." Krasus continued to whet Duke's appetite: "Okay, now you can go to the highest level to observe the ceremony gone."

Duke was dumbfounded.

Of course he knew that the Dragon Rest Temple was divided into upper, middle and lower floors, but he didn't know that these big lizards were so cunning that they asked him to come to watch the ceremony, but they didn't say which floor he should go to watch the ceremony.

It was still the fiery red flying carpet of fire elements, and Duke and his party were lifted up, slowly flew out of the temple again, and flew towards the highest point of the temple in a spiral shape.

Finally reached the highest level, Duke saw three dragon kings in human form.

Alexstrasza was the first to greet her: "You did a good job just now!"

Malygos was a little dissatisfied: "This human kid stole the method of [Dragon Soul]."

Nozdormu disdained: "So what?"

Duke smiled wryly.

right! so what?

With the help of the platinum disc in his hand which is a fragment of [Dragon Soul], he used the system to analyze part of the composition principles, and even analyzed the formula similar to Longwei. But the power of the dragon roar simulated by magic is limited. After all, he is not a real guardian dragon. Without a real dragon soul, it is naturally impossible to have that kind of real terrifying power that makes Wanlong worship.

At best, the power and influence he exudes is similar to that of the watery ten thousand year dragon. It's okay to scare the scum, but it is completely ineffective against the dragon of Krasus's level.

The Red Dragon Queen proudly puffed up her chest: "Anyway, Duke—the human hero who rescued me from the dark captivity has proven his courage, and he is qualified to stand here and watch Neltharion's end .”

dead end?

Isn't Neltharion dead?

Just when Duke was a little puzzled, the remains of Neltharion suddenly appeared in the void in the middle of the highest floor of the temple, which looked like a garden pavilion, was completely open, and was supported by several huge stone pillars!

The temperature dropped sharply... The food is as strong as me...

Huh, I don’t want to talk about it, anyway, I can write if I can. In the next two or three days, the state should not be good. I will continue to write, but a slight decline in quality is inevitable. Update time is also not guaranteed. All I can say is try my best...