Chapter 1889 Entering the Temple

Is Duke back?

The answer is yes!

If anyone could monitor Duke's point in time, it would be Nozdormu, the Lord of Time.

This is different from the last time, when Duke delayed for several years and missed too many events due to special reasons. How could Nozdormu not gain wisdom this time?

He was monitoring Duke's situation almost the whole time. As soon as Duke succeeded in getting the [Dragon Soul] and sent out a signal, he couldn't wait to pick up the three Dukes.

However, Duke did not show up directly. He did not even notify any acquaintances, nor did he allow himself to reconnect to the magic network.

The only reason Duke went into hiding was of course something more important.

For this reason, he asked Nozdormu to hide the three of them in the Caverns of Time.

The Cave of Time in Tanaris is not only the lair of the Bronze Dragon King, but also a special place outside the world at this point in time. Even an ancient evil god like N'Zoth would not be able to detect whether Duke has returned.

In the Bronze Dragon King's unique time communication, Duke replied.

"It's not the time yet! Nozdormu, didn't you find something wrong with the cards? Whether it's ours or Neltharion's."

Nozdormu fell silent.

Neltharion is indeed crazy, but it is not the most complete and irrational madness. If he, who claims to be Deathwing, had killed him with all his strength from the very beginning of the Cataclysm, maybe he would have truly gone completely crazy. In that case, no matter which party it is, it will be a one-shot deal, and the outcome will be determined directly.

Neltharion did not appear directly.

This proves that the insidious and cunning factor is still deeply embedded in his soul.

It turns out that the Neltharion in history, of course, because of his pride and revenge, would desperately bring his world-destroying army to the Dragon Sleeping Temple. After all, he was only injured but not dead.

But in this life, he was obviously more worried about Duke.

That fear goes deep into the bone marrow and the deepest part of the soul.

Even when the Cataclysm started, they only sent a clone to Stormwind City. The last time they came to Wyrmrest Temple to cause trouble, it was also a clone, and Sinestra was even compensated.

Duke disappeared without a trace, and the five new guardian dragons did not appear. It is impossible for the Dragon Sleeping Temple to announce that Duke went back ten thousand years ago to steal the [Soul of the Dragon], and that the five dragon kings were doing it to save energy to cause trouble. , is this why you are shrinking?

From another perspective, when the main force of Long Mian's side is missing, the cunning and cautious Brother Zhiyi really dares to rush in directly?

A big question mark must be placed here.

Before Neltharion's real body was actually dispatched, they couldn't inject the power of the five dragon kings into the [Dragon Soul]. The full version of [Dragon Soul] is too powerful. It is so powerful that it is like the sun suddenly appearing in the dark night. It is an existence that cannot be concealed by anything or any measure.

Once Neltharion is too scared to hide, he will send more and more clones out to cause trouble. If the time is short, he can barely hold it. If the number of clones increases to more than a hundred, there will always be a lack of defense, and the world will become more and more broken under the constant ravages of his clones.

Nozdormu finally asked, "Then are we just going to wait like this?"

"Don't worry, this guy who looks like his true form is very similar to his true form. Don't worry, even if N'Zoth isn't in a hurry, Neltharion himself is quite anxious. After all, his body is in pain all the time."

From Neltharion's body and clones, we can know that his disgusting body that keeps multiplying and splitting the dragon's limbs brings him a huge amount of pain. N'Zoth was just the mastermind behind the scenes, and it didn't really matter to him whether Neltharion died or not. Brother Zhiyi can't bear it on his own!

It seemed like he was hesitating, but also like he was showing off his power. In fact, both subjective and objective factors were urging him. After all, Neltharion didn't have much performance, so he still rushed into the Wyrmrest Temple.

"Hahaha! My brothers and sisters! You don't dare to come out. Do you think the pitiful protective measures of Longmian Temple can protect you and increase your chances of winning? It doesn't matter, I will go in and drag you out right now, and I will tear you apart. body, and then refrigerate it. From today on, eat one portion of the meat of the five-color dragon king every day for ten thousand years! Hahaha!"

Deathwing flapped its wings, paused, and then increased its speed to the limit.

When such a behemoth collides with a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour, the visual shock is indeed indescribable.

"Bang!"

The shield of Longmian Temple made a strange sound.

It was more like a metallic hum.

The picture in the field of vision seemed to be shattering, and the white snow seemed to have cracks like broken glass. That's the space protective barrier crumbling.

With the next blow, Neltharion entered Wyrmrest Temple.

When the space barrier was broken, what appeared in front of Neltharion was the true appearance of the first floor of Dragon Sleep Temple.

In the eyes of mortals, Longmian Temple is just a majestic building. The circular tower body is two to three hundred meters in diameter. In fact, this is wrong. In order to better communicate with mortals, the five-color guardian dragon used space protection measures to reduce the activity space of Longmian Temple, and then appeared to be very small in the eyes of mortals.

Just think about it, how could an important building specially provided for dragon gatherings and protection be small in size?

Dragons will not just use [Ultimate Transformation] to turn into human size if nothing happens. They prefer to act in their own right.

The real Longmian Temple has a diameter of more than five thousand meters on the first floor alone, and a full height of five hundred meters.

Under the almost endless momentum, looking at those huge golden pillars that often require hundreds of people to join hands to embrace them, mortals will only feel that they are too small. Not to mention humans, smaller dragons and half-dragons are easily ignored.

Of course, for Neltharion, who is as big as a small mountain, the space here is still a little small.

What came over him was extremely dazzling lightning.

"Boom!" The hammer of thunder, as if it came from the void of another world, hit Neltharion's forward chin hard. That thunder and lightning attack like a left hook knocked a certain dragon's iron chin crooked in one breath.

"Click!"

Strange noises.

That was the crisp sound of the mandible breaking!

Guardian Thorim's long-prepared full blow not only directly broke Neltharion's mandible, but the aftermath of the thunder was instantly transmitted, causing Neltharion, who had only half of his body to reach the first floor of the Wyrmrest Temple, to Sario's whole body was trembling painfully due to the intense electric current.

"Ouch——" Neltharion let out a scream.

This was just the first strike, Thorim's lightning strike was purely a second strike and a first strike. The first one to pounce was actually the wolf god Goldrinn. Goldrinn, who used divine magic to enlarge his body, was over twenty meters long.