Chapter 696 The Situation Takes a Turn for the Worse (Part 2)

He was wearing well-tailored clothes, with an intact long sword dotted with gems hanging at his side, and his face was slightly twisted with contempt. The man flicked at his sleeve as if trying to wipe something away.

Both he and Antonidas saw the essence through the appearance at the same time, and they all lost their voices:

"Black dragon?"

"Neltharion!?"

It's not that Antonidas recognized the wrong person, it's that the man in front of him is almost the same as the former Lord Presto.

But unlike the human-looking Lord Presto, the man in front of him did not hide his dragon aura at all.

No, this is not a cover-up, this is completely showing off and showing off!

Younger and more arrogant!

The floor and walls of the treasure room are roughly hewn from the solid rock formations of the earth, and its ceiling is vaulted. This room has no windows and only one door. Except for an open space near the exit, the rest of the room is filled with partitions, boxes, and bookcases, all of which are filled with various treasures.

Among the dust and objects, several people stood.

Despite their human form, Antonidas's senses detected the black aura surrounding them. But before they turned and revealed those eyes flashing beneath their hoods, Antonidas knew their identities.

Among the tribes, the most troublesome thing for the Alliance was the terrifying existence that was not sure whether it should be included in the biological field - the death knight.

Now, several death knights are surrounding the black dragon who has transformed into a human man like stars over the moon. This very bad situation makes Antonidas, the Archmage of the Sun, unable to help but panic.

"Hehe! This great being in front of you is the new Black Dragon King Nefarian! Old man, don't admit your mistake!" Tyron* Blood Demon smiled arrogantly.

Nefarian! ?

Compared to his father Neltharion, Nefarian's reputation is definitely far behind. Kael'thas just frowned deeply. Only Antonidas, who had been exposed to countless confidential information, knew that Nefarian and his father had completely different ways of doing things.

Rather than saying that Nefarian is a giant dragon, it is better to say that he is an absolute alien among the dragons. There are rumors that Nefarian is collecting different types of dragon corpses. Compared with Neltharion, a dragon king who is capricious but still solves problems with strength, Nefarian's approach seems more far-sighted and mysterious.

Antonidas didn't know what it meant for Nefarian to appear in Dalaran's top-secret treasure house with such a high profile, but the strong feeling of uneasiness in his heart reached its peak when Nefarian gently lifted the object in his hand!

The light reflected off its facets in a purple-red glow, illuminating the entire room. Antonidas certainly understands what kind of treasures can make the death knights and even the Black Dragon King ignore other treasures.

Unfortunately, knowing that the other party came 99.99% because of that thing, Antonidas still had the last chance, until this moment...

"[Eye of Dalaran]!?" Antonidas shouted with all his strength.

With boundless anger and the confidence of being at Dalaran's home court, Antonidas fought for his life!

In an instant, he raised one hand, cast a mysterious spell, and used the other hand to summon other members of the Kirin Tor.

The Kirin Tor Chancellor never fights alone.

Kael'thas put a hand on his right shoulder, and almost instantly connected his arcane circuit with Antonidas's magic circuit for a short time, supporting the Speaker with his magic power.

Another Kirin Tor member teleported to him, an elf woman with long black hair. A long, thin, pale hand rested on Antonidas' left shoulder, while the other hand holding the staff pointed at the terrible intruders.

Antonidas's hair and beard moved automatically without wind, like a hedgehog with spikes. His hair and clothes were all stretched straight due to the surging magic power in his body.

"[Endless Ice Prison]!"

too fast!

It's so fast that it's not like frost magic, it's more like some kind of fleeting flame!

In less than a tenth of the blink of an eye, the entire treasure room was frozen by ice with Antonidas as the center.

A death knight tried to use dark magic to resist this attack. The extremely cold ice wave that came towards him directly hit the death knight's torso and slammed him to the far wall. His chest was shattered by the blow. , but in the next moment, the armor fragments that exploded from his chest and his whole body were completely frozen under the thick layer of ice.

But the smartest death knights, like Tyron Bloodfiend, choose to hide behind Nefarian.

As long as there is one hundredth of a second, even the famous Nefarian will be trapped in this underground treasure house that can gather the mana of more than 300 mage towers in Dalaran.

Regardless of whether it is the Black Dragon King or the Guardian Dragon, with this earth-shattering magic power, Antonidas dares to fight against it.

At this moment, the smile on Nefarian's lips made the Sun Archmage's heart beat violently.

In front of Nefarian, a smooth blue magic cover suddenly appeared.

The brilliance was so beautiful, it felt like the sweeping ice elements were hitting a huge blue dragon scale.

Antonidas was so shocked that he almost bit off his tongue. For a moment, he almost thought he was attacking Malygos, the King of Magic.

Before he could react, his magic was reflected back.

The power of [Endless Ice Prison] was instantly compressed and turned into a big hand made of ice mist, which was reflected back at twice the speed to attack its master.

Antonidas suddenly felt as if he was being grasped by a pair of cold hands, and the endless chill began to squeeze his heart. He grasped his chest tightly with both hands, trying to overcome the severe pain like angina pectoris.

Archmage Xiri was finally able to cast a spell, and a purple-red light danced around him, dispelling the coldness in his body. He tried to exhale loudly, letting the cold air escape his body. Fortunately, eventually his lungs began to expand, his heart began to beat again, and the warm feeling returned to him.

His powerful spells saved his life, and the Elf Prince relied on the extremely precious magic items on his body to tide him over.

But the female elf congressman was not so lucky. Her pale face was twisted and her whole body fell backwards. Her black hair surrounded her like a shroud. Everyone can see that the extreme cold has taken her life!

"Sahira! No!"

Ignoring the screams of the old mage and the glare of the Elf Prince, Nefarian threw the [Eye of Dalaran] to Tyron* Blood Demon like a copper coin.

"let's go!"