Menethil's Power

Chapter 334 Battle of the Ancients?

There is no doubt that dragons are the top creatures in Azeroth. This is not just because they have huge and powerful bodies and excellent spellcasting ability. In fact, they are comparable to them in Azeroth in these two aspects. Although there are not many races, they are not without.Anyone who has fought or fought with a dragon will know clearly that the real fear of the dragon is its flight and breath.

The proto-dragon that is still widely distributed in Northrend today is the original appearance of the guardian dragons. It has a flat body, two wings on its forelimbs, and its length is shorter than its wingspan. This should be the body shape that flying creatures should have.However, the five guardian dragons accepted the power of the titans bestowed by the ancient guardians, and their race evolved rapidly, and they still retained the ability to fly while becoming stronger.

Gravity is invisible, but it is the most powerful limiting factor. Few creatures on Azeroth can escape its restraint, so dragons who can defy gravity are born with a great advantage.As for the dragon's breath, this is the most intuitive manifestation of a dragon's combat power. Its effect is equivalent to a conical-shaped range-of-effect spell, and it also comes with some special abilities. The effect is very outstanding.

Whether it is in the magic system of elves or humans, this kind of large-scale spells are at the strategic level and require a lot of mana. Usually, they need to be prepared for a long time or jointly cast by multiple spellcasters.However, even for the most common five-color dragon, it only takes one action to cast this kind of blow - spit, yes, that's what Isaacs felt just now.

Because of the natural racial advantage, it seems that the dragon does not need too advanced fighting skills.

This night elf city has surprisingly many automatic defense mechanisms. Another mage tower began to attack the bronze dragon that suddenly appeared, but Isaacs, who was already prepared to defend himself, blocked it with his thick-scaled front paws. Remembering the impact of arcane energy, and then took a deep breath...

Isaacs took another deep breath...

Isaacs took another deep breath...

Destroying all the towering buildings in sight one by one, Isaacs' eyes began to glow with excitement. The feeling of fighting with the body of a dragon is completely different from that of a paladin, and there is no need to consider the cooperation of skills. There is no need to consider the position and movement route, and there is no need to pay special attention to his own protection. The only thing he has to do is to show his strength and show the absolute crushing of the dragon to mortals.

Vulnerable!
Isaacs wanted to scream up to the sky, and he finally understood why those big lizards always had their eyes above their heads. This is an enjoyable battle!

After finishing the demolition work, Isaacs looked at the group of elf mages who had gathered and tried to resist with malicious eyes, and the bronze dragon's breath that carried the turbulent flow of time spewed out.The target is the leader with the most gorgeous robes.

This mage leader should be regarded as a qualified leader. This time he did not evade Isaacs' attack, because there were still a large number of ordinary night elf soldiers behind him. He immediately set up a blue-purple arcane shield to resist the attack. Hold the breath of the bronze dragon.

This made Isaacs feel a little surprised. The energy level of this mage leader should not exceed the category of hero level. No matter how skilled the skills are, it is theoretically impossible for him to create a perfect epic level shield, but he did. He blocked the bronze dragon's breath. Although the arcane shield was constantly collapsing, it could last at least for a short period of time.

In this case, Isaacs only needs to tilt his head slightly to let the dragon's breath form a sweeping momentum, which is enough to harvest a lot of life, but he didn't do it.Sure enough, the mage commander started to shout loudly, as if ordering his subordinates to retreat, but the other elves followed suit after hesitating for a while. They already understood that the bronze dragon in front of them was not something they could fight against.

This is exactly what Isaacs wants to see. After all, these night elves are not absolutely hostile races like demons or undead. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he is not going to kill them.

The night elves cleared a large area, but they did not let their guard down.Isaacs came to the arcane cage with heavy steps, trying to rescue Kristaza and Elsie.But he suddenly hesitated, because he suddenly found that he didn't know how to solve this arcane prison.

Just when Isaacs was hesitating to break it directly with violence, the voice from before rang in his ears, "This arcane prison will self-destruct once it is hit by an external force, and only by using a specific key can your companion be freed."

It was the young priestess with blue hair, she sent out a reminder out of kindness and reason.But Isaacs did not give a grateful response. He turned his head suddenly. The oppressive aura of the high-ranking dragon forced the night elves to take a few steps back again. The pale golden eyes of the bronze dragon radiated a cold light, which meant nothing And metaphor.

The young priestess said something to the mage leader. The latter hesitated for a while, then took out a bunch of faintly glowing keys and threw them towards Isaacs, but the bronze dragon didn't want to catch them, and the keys fell to the ground. Make a crisp sound.

Isaacs' face softened a little. He turned his head and glanced at the arcane cage, which was almost entirely pure energy and could not see the keyhole. "You come to pick the lock, mortal." What the elf heard should be just meaningless dragon roars, but Isaacs knew that the priestess who had established a spiritual connection with him could understand his words.

This is a necessary precaution to prevent these night elves from doing anything else.

The priestess was silent for a while, and started walking in Isaacs' direction. The mage master and her dark blue haired companion tried to stop her, but the priestess said something to them very firmly, so that they would not stop.

She walked closer and looked directly at the huge vertical pupils of the bronze dragon. Isaacs noticed that her body was trembling faintly. Obviously, this chick was not as calm as she showed, but this was also understandable, after all, How many mortals can face a giant dragon at close range without changing their expressions?This elf girl can already be said to be courageous.

The young priestess took a deep breath, and while watching Isaacs, slowly lowered her body to pick up the key. The light shone on the small metal piece, and the arcane cage that bound Kristaza and Elsie disappeared in the Invisibly, their bodies fell down, but they didn't wake up immediately.

Isaacs immediately put his huge head closer, and found that the two women were breathing steadily, and they should be still in a coma, so he was relieved.

"They were not harmed, but have been in a coma for unknown reasons." The priestess said calmly, as if facing a dragon that could kill her at any time: "We have no intention of harming you, just because You have appeared here for no reason, Lord Etraus wants to control you first..."

She was trying to explain the cause of the conflict.

The atmosphere suddenly eased, and the surrounding night elves began to slowly approach, but Isaacs turned his head and let out another terrifying roar, warning them to keep a safe distance.

The priestess also turned pale because of Isaacs' sudden burst of power, but she still did not lose her inch, "Your anger has been released, and we have learned our lesson, please leave Suramar, respected Dragon of Time " She began to try to persuade Isaacs, "The great arcanist Elisande is meditating. If she finds out about your existence, a bigger conflict will break out. I know you are very powerful, but in Suramar the great arcanist is almost It is impossible to be defeated..."

Isaacs froze, and he suddenly looked at the priestess, "Suramar? Elisande?"

Although the priestess didn't understand why the powerful bronze dragon emphasized these two nouns, the other party seemed to be not so difficult to communicate with, "Yes." She affirmed.

Isaacs raised his head abruptly, and scanned the surrounding buildings and those night elves carefully. No wonder he always felt that these elegant buildings had a familiar feeling, but these night elves were not the kind of haggard like those who lost their minds. Look, they are still very healthy.

There was an indescribable light in Isaacs' eyes, and he was no longer in the original time and space.He must know more about his situation, but it seems that the only intelligent creature with whom he can communicate is currently only one.

Isaacs once again looked at the dark night priestess with long blue hair, "I don't think I should be your enemy, even though I was offended so much, I didn't kill you, you should know that , right?" he said.

Although being stared at a little nervously, the priestess nodded hesitantly.

"But you are still trying to attack me after I wake up, which makes me no longer trust you." Isaacs said very arrogantly: "Of course I will leave, but I am not sure whether you will take this opportunity to attack me again."

It was a barely justifiable suspicion, and Isaacs' own strength strengthened the persuasiveness. "I can guarantee that we will not be your enemy again..." the priestess explained with some difficulty.

Isaacs showed a completely unconvincing look, "I need a hostage to ensure my safety." He directly made his request.

The face of the priestess turned pale. For the first time, her silvery white eyes showed a frightened look. With the strength shown by this bronze dragon, she could ignore everyone present. She realized that the other party seemed to have something against her After all, she is the most suitable candidate as a hostage.

"Tell your fellows that you willingly leave with me as a hostage." Isaacs exhaled a golden breath from his nostrils threateningly, "Don't worry, I will let you go when I reach a safe place." he said without sincerity.

The situation seemed to be developing into a story about the princess and the dragon. The priestess showed a tragic expression. She realized that she had to sacrifice and agreed to the dragon's request. After all, even if she called the great arcanist now, the bronze dragon would be enough to kill the dragon. Most of the people walked away again.

The priestess could only comfort herself that the legendary guardian dragon shouldn't have any bad intentions. She turned around and told the other night elves about her decision in a soft and calm voice.This caused a great commotion.

Many soldiers looked at Isaacs with anger, and the mage leader Etraus sternly reprimanded him, and the fellow priestess with dark blue hair also showed worried eyes.The blue-haired elf girl felt warm in her heart, but she still tried her best to appease her worried friends.

She seems to have a special status among the night elves, but her intelligence, ability, and courage are all worthy of this status.

"Farewell finished?" Isaacs asked lazily, wrapping one of his front paws gently around Kristaza and Elsie, while the other held the priestess unceremoniously, and began to flap. The wings were rolled up by the tyrannical airflow, and Isaacs began to slowly float into the air.It's just that his posture is really weird by the standard of a giant dragon, it seems that it is very difficult for him to be suspended in the air.

After all, it was his first time flying, and after staggering and almost crushing several buildings, he managed to find the right rhythm.So, in the eyes of all the night elves, the bronze dragon, which was still incomparably tyrannical before, took off crookedly in a very ridiculous posture, and flew towards the distance.

After 5 minutes, Isaacs finally found the right trick. The natural instinct of the dragon gradually spread in his body. His movements of flapping the dragon's wings became more and more natural, and gradually became the same as a normal dragon.

Becoming a dragon is a very wonderful experience, and the feeling of flying by yourself is completely different from riding a flying mount. However, Isaacs didn't have time to enjoy the fun of flying. After leaving Suramar for a while, he stopped at a On the top of the hill, the Priestess of the Night was put down.

The extremely fast flight just now obviously had an impact on this elf girl. She couldn't stand stably, so she could only half kneel on the rock, and at the same time, she immediately prayed to the moon god and cast a healing spell on herself, and her complexion gradually improved.

"Since you have left Suramar, can I go back?" the night elf girl asked softly, with some hope.

"Of course." Isaacs agreed, but did the exact opposite. The surrounding area of ​​the mountain was suddenly filled with dust that covered the sky and blocked the space.

"I just want to ask you some questions first." Isaacs said to the priestess who had obviously started to get nervous: "Would you mind telling me your name?"

"Tyrande Whisperwind." The priestess said coldly.

Sure enough, Isaacs muttered, Tyrande in her youth, and Suramar not yet closed, obviously he is now in the period of the War of the Ancients.

There are more questions to ask, but after all, the future ruler of the night elves is in front of me, Isaacs decided to liven up the atmosphere, "Don't worry, Tyrande, you can go back soon, after all, I don't want to be killed by Stormrage." Brothers hunted down." He joked.

Tyrande showed a look of astonishment, but this was not because the bronze dragon in front of him suddenly became kind inexplicably, "What are you talking about? Brother Stormrage? You mean Illidan?"

"And Malfurion, if I remember correctly, you should be childhood sweethearts."

"Malfurion?" Tyrande repeated the name, showing some confusion, "Who is this?"

Isaacs felt bad, "Illidan's twin brother, you don't even know this name?"

"I grew up with Illidan, but it is said that he did have a twin brother, but he died of an illness not long after he was born..." Tyrande said hesitantly.

A thunderbolt slammed in Isaacs' ears, and his pupils shrank suddenly. He understood, understood part of the reason why he appeared here.

Azeroth's first mortal druid, a key figure in the War of the Ancients, the guide of the night elves, the leader of the Cenarion Council, the first mortal to kill the polluter Archimonde, known as Ai Malfurion Stormrage, the strongest man in Xerath, does not exist in this time and space...

(End of this chapter)