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Chapter Ninety-Two

There was only a "click" sound, and the Balrog took out the beating essence in his chest, and saw that it was dancing with brilliance like thousands of suns, making it impossible to look directly at it, even from a long distance away.

Regan can still feel the power contained in it

"Are you crazy? Ragnaros!" Nefarian, who had a chance to win, changed his face. He roared and rushed towards the essence in the Balrog's hand. He knew very well that this small sphere contained how shocking it was.

If Ragnaros succeeds in detonating his energy, not only will he be destroyed, but the entire Blackstone Mountain will be leveled by this guy!

Of course, Black Dragon has no time to worry about the existence of Blackstone Mountain, but he has many years of research results in his lair, namely those tens of thousands of colorful dragon eggs, which are an important part of Deathwing's reappearance in the world.

Farian is absolutely unwilling to fall short at the last moment and let these future new forces be destroyed together with Blackstone Mountain!

So the King of Blackstone pounced on Ragnaros without hesitation, using the most primitive claws and fangs as weapons to attack the Fire Demon King who was trying to die together!

"Roar!"

The black dragon let out a low roar, and with his left claw he held up the soul-burning Sulfuron warhammer in front of him. His right claw suddenly swung towards the essence in the Balrog's hand! However, Ragnaros was not one to sit back and wait for death. Seeing the black dragon rushing forward with all his might, he

The already weak body burst out with the last bit of strength, and the war hammer in his hand hit Nefarian hard on the face. The black dragon's thick horns were all broken instantly. While the opponent was wailing, Ragnaros hugged him tightly.

The King of Black Stone, grinning ferociously, raised the essence of the Balrog

"Come, little worm, come with me to hell!"

Seeing the essence in the Flame Lord's hand emitting thousands of rays of light, even Regan understood what he was going to do. And if Gadon's self-destruction just now was so powerful, then the source of the Fire Lord's power would not be inferior to him.

!A voice suddenly surged in the knight's heart. If he didn't stop the opponent's actions, Varian and himself would also be buried with these two guys!

Thinking of this, Lei Gen no longer hesitated, and with a cry he drew out his long sword and ran straight towards the Balrog.

Just now, Nefarian and Ragnaros were engrossed in the fight and did not notice that there was a human next to them, so the appearance of Regan surprised them both. Ragnaros also relaxed his hands because of this.

He crushed the essence of the Balrog immediately, but this slight hesitation was keenly noticed by Nefarian. The black dragon roared angrily, and his limbs suddenly exerted force to break free of the Balrog that was holding him tightly!

"Die, Ragnaros!" Nefarian ignored the surrounding heat that was enough to melt himself, and the scales on his body shattered, and he grabbed the Balrog's throat with one palm, "Dragon Forbidden Curse. Shadow Vortex!

"

In an instant, a larger dark vortex than before was formed amidst the roar of the Flame Lord. The super forbidden spell at such a close range peeled off most of the Balrog's body almost instantly, taking Nefarian's own essence with it.

The nail plates also fell off his body one after another because they couldn't withstand the suction force!

"No!"

Ragnaros roared in fear, seeing his body getting darker and darker, he used all his strength to close his giant palms, "Nefarian, even if I die, you can't live!" The essence of the Balrog

A bright light suddenly emitted from his palm, and it was about to explode!

"Damn idiot!"

Seeing that the Balrog was still determined to die with him even though he was dying, the black dragon's eyes flashed with deep resentment and fear. He opened his huge mouth and bit Ragnaros' arm fiercely, intending to reduce the terrifying explosion.

to the smallest scale, and then carry it down with his naturally hard scales and body

At the same time, his eyes swept over the approaching humans, and his mind was spinning: Although the ability of this bug who just wants to pick up cheap insects is not weak, it is not worth mentioning in front of him. Even if it explodes with the essence of the Balrog, as long as he is injured, it will not

Even if it’s too heavy, you can still take it down!

Nefarian felt a little relieved. Just as he was about to bite off the Balrog's arm, Ragnaros, who had already exhausted himself, suddenly saw flames flashing in his eyes. His raised arm suddenly dropped, and he fiercely stuffed the Balrog's essence into it.

Nefarian's mouth, and his other hand firmly pressed the opponent's jaw, leaving the advantageous dragon with no way to resist!

"Die together! Big bug!"

Ragnaros laughed wildly and blocked the black dragon's huge mouth with his arms. Even though the King of Blackstone was so frightened and angry that he tore his body into shreds, he still hugged him tightly!

Seeing that the last part of his body was about to dissipate, the Flame Lord finally crushed the fire demon essence stuck in the black dragon's throat, and all the energy that could have flattened Blackstone Mountain was poured into Nefarian's belly!

"Boom!" After a deafening sound, Ragnaros turned into little fireworks and flew into the air, while the King of Blackstone stared at the spot with his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe it until he died.

The balrogs fell together!

Regan stopped in a daze midway, looking in disbelief at the scales and fireworks scattered everywhere, as well as the statue-like but lifeless King of Black Stone. He stood there for a long time before murmuring: "Holy

For God's sake, they actually died like this?"

Reigen retracted his sword, shook his head and walked to the side of the huge Black Stone King. He saw that the former young master of the Black Dragon Legion was completely lifeless, but because of the sudden explosion just now, the powerful energy that could level the entire mountain was

Almost all of it was endured by him, so there were still huge energy fluctuations around the black dragon, making people almost breathless.

Although Nefarian did many evil deeds, he inadvertently did a good deed before he died, saving himself and all the creatures on Blackstone Mountain. This is really embarrassing! Regan wielded a holy energy and scattered the surrounding energy.

The debris was shattered into pieces, and he looked at the huge "legacy" left by the black dragon, thinking about what to do with this dragon king's corpse, which was covered in treasures.

Although there are many magical weapons and weapons existing on the continent of Azeroth, armor with good protective capabilities is extremely rare. Back then, Sir Lothar and the orc chief Orgrim had a decisive battle on Blackstone Mountain. Although the two were about the same strength, they could not

Because Lothar was wearing general-style plate armor at the time, it was not comparable to the chieftain's armor blessed by the orc shaman. So in the end, although Lothar stabbed the opponent first, the great royal sword could not penetrate the armor at all.

, but Orgrim seized the opportunity to fight back and died.

However, most people understand this example differently. There was even a version back then that said that the reason why the Great Royal Sword could not penetrate Orgrim's armor was because the sword could not kill a virtuous person. Orgrim

Although he is a tribal chief, he is still a noble and heroic warrior, so the royal sword with the sword spirit would rather break automatically than harm the virtuous orcs.

However, Regan sneered at this. Could it be that if he could not hurt the enemy, he could only let his master get hurt? Although Orgrim's armor was sophisticated, it was not able to block Lothar's sword. I think it was this guy.

The legendary warrior was already old at the time, and the long battle made him lose the endurance to duel with the orcs.

In Regen's view, the so-called powerful armor does not lie in its fine workmanship, but in its natural perfection - Magni once said that the ability of blacksmiths is not to turn waste into treasures. What they can do is to create something perfect.

The material is just the icing on the cake. For example, in the Ashbringer back then, without the Rezebu crystal as the raw material, even the forging god Kazgoroth would not be able to turn a piece of mortal iron into a legendary blade.

According to the records of the Crusaders, a shocking battle took place under the Icecrown Fortress in Northrend: Arthas, who was still a death knight at the time, faced off against the demon hunter Illidan who came to destroy the Frozen Throne.

The battle went back and forth for dozens of times, and in the end Alsace narrowly defeated him with a single sword. But what is not known is that Illidan's double blades of Azzinoth also cut down the death knight many times, but because of the ice battle given by the Lich King himself,

A, Arthas escaped the opponent's fatal attack, and finally cut the unprotected demon hunter with a sword, forcing him to flee Northrend.

Therefore, the above is enough to prove how important the armor played in a decisive battle with similar strength. The black dragon corpse placed in front of Regen now is nothing more than a dizzying treasure: just think about it, it was enough to level an entire mountain.

The energy explosion was actually unable to blast through a mere dragon corpse. This shows how strong Nefarian's body is.

But now, although the heavy treasure is ahead, the problem arises again - how can Regan peel off these armors by himself and then carry them out of Blackstone Mountain?

After scratching his head and thinking for a long time without any clue, Lei Gen slapped the black dragon irritably, but the slap was careless. When he turned around to look, his heart immediately became cold - he saw where his slap had passed, the dragon's body was like dust.

generally dispersed

"That's not how you play with me!" Regen's eyes were dull for a long time, his face twitched and he stretched out his hand, thinking silently in his heart that the Holy Light would bless him and leave some dragon skin, and he slowly touched the black dragon's body that was still standing.

"Boom!"

The whole black dragon was like a pile of flour being knocked over. Its body turned into dregs and fell into the burning lake beneath it. It made a few bubbles and then disappeared.

"No!" Reigen stretched out his hand with tears in his eyes, watching helplessly as Nefarian turned into ashes, and the black dragon armor he dreamed of also came to nothing like falling into the burning lake. Reigen's palm

He slapped himself on the forehead, scolding Ragnaros a hundred times in his heart, and then turned around listlessly, preparing to go out to find Varian and the others.

But just when he was about to leave, the Burning Lake began to roll as if boiling, and bursts of thick smoke came out from time to time, as if something terrible was coming out of it. Regen's eyes tightened, and he raised his hand and waved.

Dozens of holy energy were fired at it, but none of them worked. Instead, the lake surface became more violent.

Seeing such a strange phenomenon, Lei Gen drew out his long sword with a solemn expression. With a shake of one hand, the sword was instantly enveloped in golden holy energy. He shouted low and slashed towards the lake with another sword. The huge energy was instantly absorbed.

Seeping into the bottom of the lake, but after a moment of silence, suddenly the lake surface exploded like a bomb, and a golden figure shot towards Lei Gen!

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