Fel doesn't lie to you

There is no doubt that this is a red dragon, whether it is the body full of power, the huge aura that spews out between breaths, or the creepy power contained in the body, all It illustrates one thing.

In front of Li Ke was a dragon.

However, as seen in the game, except for the horns on the head, the dragon in front of Li Ke does not have much bone armor, but bright red scales.

But just by getting close, Li Ke could feel a scorching breath coming from him, and inexplicably felt that it was a kind of flame full of vitality.

vitality?
Oh oh oh, is my life force source coming?
This was the first thing Li Ke thought of.

But then, a red-haired mage jumped out of this huge dragon, a middle-aged mage who looked very strong-well, maybe his age was younger, but the beard on his face made him feel a little bit better. He looked a little old-fashioned.

The red mage immediately looked at the crystalline land left by the storm of holy light summoned by Li Ke before. His eyes moved a few times before looking at Jaina on the side, and then shrugged.

"It seems that we have missed some wonderful things, sir, your threat just now is disrespectful to His Highness the Prince of the Alliance."

The mage turned his face to Li Ke when he was speaking, which gave Li Ke a feeling that the other party was quite frivolous. In fact, his eyes were attracted by another person.

A woman taller than this muscular man.

Although he was much taller than the red-haired mage, Li Ke could only describe the silver-haired elf as slender.

Although the other party covered his face with a hood, there was no way to hide the beautiful figure hidden under the leather armor. Although Li Ke didn't quite understand why he opened his chest to reveal a part of the snow-white thing , but it does not prevent him from admiring each other.

However, he quickly averted his eyes, because it was rude to stare at a person like this.

And he has elves himself.

Although much shorter than the other party.

"Because His Royal Highness almost confiscated our territory just now, and revoked my title of knight, and by the way, let us leave our hometown. The reason is because of the crimes of the previous lord and his personal preference. Trust the necromancers around you."

"Ah... sorry, I didn't expect it to be such an embarrassing thing."

Ronin was choked immediately, he looked at Jaina, and Jaina nodded with tears on her face, letting the mage who had a good impression of Tenaris keep the rest of his words silently into the stomach.

But Jaina looked at the giant dragon behind him in surprise, and even took a step forward, grabbed Rhonin's hand, and made the elf lady with long eyebrows move her eyebrows.

Obviously, the other party frowned.

"Ronin? Then you are Krasus. Are you here for Prestor?"

Jaina looked at Krasus in surprise, while the other party nodded. When the wings swayed, a magical light appeared on the huge dragon, and then turned into a male elf mage.

"Yes, young princess, we did come here for Deathwing, but what is puzzling is that we didn't notice his aura, and only found some undead here."

Krasus was very puzzled. He was sure that the measurement used by Deathwing last time would never work. He carried the scales of Deathwing on his body. As long as the injured Deathwing appeared nearby , then he can easily find the other party.

But there was no response, as if Deathwing had never been here.

"That's right, Your Highness, we came here after we got the information. Is the necromancy here related to Deathwing? When we came, we wiped out a settlement of the undead,"

A serious look appeared on Ronin's face. When he and Krasus were in the air, he often saw strange people. After investigating, they found that those villagers had become undead. He also directly talked to Krasus. Si set fire to a village completely transformed into undead.

Because no matter what, the undead are taboo, he will not regret what he has done, because he knows that those who use the holy light will only do more than they do.

But what puzzled them was that after hearing their words, Jaina opened her mouth wide, and the man who was standing next to her smiled and left.

"Oops!"

Jaina exclaimed.

"I know it's bad."

Rhonin comforted Jaina.

"But we have to figure it out."

Jaina shook her head violently, she was not talking about undead, but Arthas.

She understood the other party, and since the other party was willing to accept the psychic, it meant that those undead were still his subjects in his eyes, even as important as the living!
"I mean your situation is terrible! Arthas still regards the dead as his own people! The undead you killed are still alive in his eyes! That's what I want to say! Luo Ning, Krasus! We need the help of the Red Dragon Queen, a fellow called the Lich King is about to set off a disaster in this world, killing countless lives, he will destroy Lordaeron Quel'Thalas! We must With the help of the dragon army. Are you right? Li Ke... Li Ke?"

When she was halfway through speaking, she suddenly thought of the mighty Red Dragon Queen. If she could get her help, then the Lich King would not be a problem.

But just when she was about to ask Li Ke to verify her words, she found that Li Ke had disappeared.

She looked around in a daze, unable to believe that Li Ke was not by her side.

"Well, he shook his head and left when you said Alsace, looking very disappointed."

, Rhonin, who didn't take Jaina's bad words to heart, reminded Jaina, but Krasus shook his head, and he did the same, not taking Arthas to heart.

"Sorry, Miss Jaina, the purpose of our coming here is Deathwing, and, according to your description, the prophecy you saw should still be a battle between mortals, and my queen and I will not intervene like this Fighting."

Krasus didn't take the Lich King to heart, especially the disaster that Jaina saw was nothing but the demise of Lordaeron and Quel'Thalas. Secondary things, so there is no feeling.

He was most concerned about Deathwing.

However, what he never expected was that after the sentence was finished, a voice came through.

"Give up, Your Royal Highness, the dragon will no longer care about the life and death of mortals, after all, they have a greater mission."

Krasus nodded subconsciously, but suddenly realized something was wrong. He and Ronin turned their heads at the same time, and suddenly a cold air rose from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

Almost instantly, they thought of their own death in their minds.

Because Sir Prestor was standing behind them smiling.

And it seems that he intends to take their shoulders.