Stormwind God

He was dressed in tailored clothes, with an intact sword adorned with precious stones hanging on his side, and his face was slightly distorted by contempt. The man flicked on his sleeve and seemed to want to wipe something off.

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

"Black Dragon?"

"Nesario !?"

Not to blame Antonidas for confessing the wrong person, to blame the man in front of him who almost came out of a mold with the former Lord Priestow.

But unlike the prestige Lord Prestor, the person in front of him did not hide his dragon spirit at all.

No, this is not a cover-up, this is a complete show-off, it is publicity!

Younger and more arrogant!

The floor and walls of the treasure room are roughly carved from solid rock formations in the ground, and the ceiling is arched. This room has no windows and only one door. Except for the empty space near that exit, the rest of the room was clapboards, boxes, and bookcases, all of which were filled with various treasures.

Among the dust and those things, several people stood among them.

Despite being human, Antonidas's senses sensed the black halo surrounding them. But before they turned around and showed the glittering eyes under the hood, Antonidas knew their identity.

The horror of the Horde that once had the most headaches of the Alliance, I do n’t know if it should be counted in the biological realm, is the Death Knight.

At present, several death knights, like the stars and the moon, are encircling the black dragon who is transformed into a human man. This terrible situation makes Anthony Das, who is a division of the sun, can not help but panic.

"Hey! This great existence is in front of you, but the new King of the Black Dragon Nefarian! Old man, don't admit it wrong!" Tyron * Golem smiled wryly.

Nefarian! ?

Compared to his father, Nesario, Nefarian's reputation is definitely a lot worse. Kael'thas only frowned deeply. Only Anthony Das, who had access to countless classified information, knew that Nefarian had a completely different way of doing things from his father.

Rather than saying that Nefarian is a 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 to Nesario's capricious dragon king, but still a power to solve the problem, Nefarian's approach is more thoughtful and inscrutable.

Anthony Das didn't know what it means that Nefarian appeared in Dalaran's top secret treasure trove so high-profile, but the deep feeling of anxiety in his heart reached the peak when Nefarian raised the object in his hand gently!

The light reflected the fuchsia light on its facet and shone through the room. Antonidas certainly understands what treasures can make the death knights and even the black dragon king ignore other treasures.

Unfortunately, knowing that the other party came, 99.99% was for that thing, Anthony Das still had his last fluke until this moment ...

"[Eye of Dalaran] !?" Antonidas yelled with all his might.

With boundless anger, and even out of self-confidence at home in Dalaran, Anthony Das was working hard!

Suddenly, he raised one hand, cast a mysterious spell, and summoned other Kirin Tor members with the other hand.

Kirin Tor Speaker is never alone.

Kael'thas clasped his right shoulder with one hand, and almost instantaneously, he docked his arcane circuit with Antonidas' magic circuit for a short time to support the speaker with his magic power.

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

Antonidas's beard was automatic without wind, just like a spiked hedgehog, the whole person's hair, clothing, all stretched by the surging magic in the body.

"[Endless Ice Jail]!"

too fast!

It's so fast that it doesn't look like frost magic, it's more like some kind of instant flame!

Within a blink of an eye, the entire treasure room was frozen by the ice centering on Antonidas.

A death knight tried to use dark magic to resist this attack. The extremely cold ice waves that hit the face directly hit the death knight's torso, slamming him to a distant wall, and his chest was broken by being slammed. But the next moment, the pieces of armor that burst from his chest and his whole body were completely frozen under the thick ice.

But the smartest death knights, such as Tyrone Gorefiend, chose to hide behind Nefarian.

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

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

At this moment, the smile on the corner of Nefarian's mouth made the heart of the Sunburst teacher jump fiercely.

In front of Nefarian, Huo Ran appeared with a smooth blue magic cover.

That glory was so beautiful, and the icy element that swept across it felt like it was hitting a huge blue dragon scale.

Antonidas was not so surprised that he bit his tongue, and for a moment, he almost thought he was attacking the magic king, Marigos.

Before he could react, his magic had been reflected.

[Endless Ice Prison] The power was instantly compressed and transformed into a large hand composed of ice fog, which reflected back at twice the degree and attacked its own master.

Antonidas suddenly felt like he was being grasped by a pair of cold hands, and the infinite chill began to squeeze his heart. He gripped his chest tightly with both hands, trying to overcome the painful angina.

The Sunburst Division was finally able to cast a spell, a fuchsia light jumping around him, dissipating the cold in his body. He tried to exhale, letting the cold air out of his body. Fortunately, eventually his lungs began to expand, his heart began to beat again, and the warmth returned to him again.

His powerful techniques saved his life, and the elven prince survived the difficult times with extremely precious magical items on his body.

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

"Sahila! No!"

Ignoring the scream of the old mage and the glaring prince of the elven prince, Nefarian threw [Dalaran Eye] to Tyron * Golem as if he had abandoned a copper coin.

"Let's go!" (To be continued.) 8