Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 459: Prestige of the Dragon Race

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Ron didn't say a word. He waved his weapon and gave an offensive order to the skeleton warriors. In an instant, all the skeleton warriors rushed towards Nedal frantically. (.)

Nedal sneered. At this time, he has not yet transformed into his body. This is not because he entrusted him to the big, but he believes that there is no need to transform against a strong man with only master-level strength.

But soon, he realized that he was wrong. The strength of those skeletons was far beyond his imagination.

With a punch, the skeleton brave took up a huge shield to defend, and at the same time the giant axe began to counterattack. The most terrible thing is the pervasive green gas, which is stained with a little bit, as if inhaled a drug, softly unable to mention it. Come on.

For an instant, the onlookers couldn't help but have an illusion that the ugly human seemed to have the upper hand, and Nadal could not move.

"What kind of power is this? It's weird!" A demon staring quietly at the confrontation between the two, with a solemn expression. "I can't see that human occupation at all!"

"There are so many skeletons. The strength of these skeletons is not simple at all. Look... Nadal is struggling to deal with it. The strength of that human teenager is far beyond my expectations." The other monster said.

"Need our help?" said the first monster.

"It shouldn't be used!" The other monster waved his hand, "But according to the current situation, Nedal should be transformed soon!"

In a short while, the battle was heating up, and Nadal's huge pair of fists fluttered like wheels, but he couldn't escape Ron's encirclement.

The Necromancer’s "skeleton sea" tactics are really too strong, as long as you are surrounded, you can't get out of it, and Nadal is plunged into the vast ocean of Skeleton War.

Sometimes the surrounding humans stood and watched, and when they saw Ron showing his power, they unknowingly cheered for Ron.

Nadal slammed a punch, blasting several skeletons in front of him. At the same time, his body was attacked by a giant axe. Although there was no trauma on the outside, his muscles were aching.

"Stop!" Nedal shouted.

Ron also stopped his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "What?"

"What kind of profession are you?" Nedal asked with a cold face.

"I'm a Necromancer!" Ron replied without humility. Although he took some advantage, he was not arrogant enough to think that he could defeat this powerful sanctuary beast.

Now he can last as long as he can.

"Necromancer? Necromancer? Do humans have such a profession?" Nadal frowned and fell into contemplation. After a moment, he slowly raised his head, with a fierce light in his eyes.

"Whoever you are, kill my son, you must die today!"

"Come on, then!" Facing the powerful enemy, Ron didn't flinch. There was a trace of determination and a trace of sadness in his eyes.

The members of the Moran royal family haven't arrived until now, which shows that they don't plan to care about this matter at all, and let Ron fend for himself.

"Royal Moran? Your Royal Highness?" Ron couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly. These illusory noble identities can't play a role in front of those monsters.

At this moment, Ron deeply felt that only strength is the fundamental guarantee for everything.

"Roar--"

Nadal took a deep breath and screamed loudly. At this time, his body had undergone tremendous changes.

The burly body became even bigger, the hair all over the body grew like crazy, the limbs became thicker, and the clothes were split...

In a short while, Nedal has already turned into a circle. There is a circle of purple long hair from his chest to his collar, exactly the same as when Komon became a giant bear. The difference is that the giant bear after Nadal’s transformation is more than Komon. Stronger and bigger, a behemoth that is more than seven meters high and weighs more than ten tons.

The giant purple mane bear, a high-level monster with dark attributes, possesses powerful armor and terrifying attack power. Standing in front of Ron, he constantly roars, exuding the unparalleled fierce power of the sanctuary monster.

For a time, the atmosphere of terror enveloped the audience, even if you stand farther, you can feel the bone-coldness.

"Master Nedal is still very powerful--" the monsters exclaimed, their eyes filled with excitement, they are here to make trouble, of course the bigger the trouble, the better.

Faced with the powerful purple mane giant bear, Ron's body was still straight, he took a deep breath, and finally took out the strength to press the bottom of the box.

"Terror Knight!"

In a short while, among the bright six-pointed stars, the huge figure of the Terror Knight rose slowly, but compared with Nedal, it was still a size smaller.

After transforming, Nedal, his face full of arrogance and arrogance, facing the scary knight who was one size smaller, he sneered, "Necromancer, very strange profession, but...you can only Summon these things?"

After speaking with a low growl, he leaped forward, stretched out his huge palm, and blasted at the terrorist knight.

Just listen to the sound of "B--", the terrifying knight's huge and heavy body flew like a broken kite, hit the wall hard, making a loud noise, the wall cracked, and fell heavily to the ground , The whole body disappeared into a burst of black smoke.

Ron was stunned. In front of the transformed Sanctuary Warcraft Nedal, his most proud terrorist knight was like a piece of paper. Any attack or defense would not work in front of the opponent.

This blow shattered Ron's self-confidence and also shattered his hope of continuing resistance.

The corners of Nadal's mouth were slightly tilted, a mocking smile appeared on his face, and he smiled mockingly, "How about it, what else do you have? Show it out."

Although there was a failure in his heart, Ron didn’t expect the failure to come so quickly. He originally thought that he was strong enough to deal with Nadal, but it was not a short time since the start of the war. He tasted failure.

At this moment, Ron's heart is full of bitterness and despair.

At this time, a petite figure threw out quickly, stopped in front of Ron, and shouted, "You can't kill him, kill me if you want to kill!"

It was Ellie who came here, and she stood firmly in front of Ron at the moment, under the age of fourteen, her thin body protecting him, and her eyes were full of tears.

"Didn't you let you leave? Why are you still here?" Ron whispered.

"No, all these things are caused by my family, how can I watch you being killed by them!" As if she had figured it out, Allie's face was full of determination, she turned her head Come and say calmly, "This Lord of Beast, kill me if you want to kill, but please let go of Brother Ron, it's not his business at all!"

"Haha!" Nedal sneered, his eyes flushed red, "Don't be naive, it's impossible for me to let this guy go, because my son died in his hands..."

"Today, both of you are going to die!" Nedal yelled, thinking of his most precious son, his heart was bleeding, and his eyes showed cold murderous intent.

At this moment, Nadal moved, he roared, the huge figure brought a fierce wind, and he rushed towards Ron.

"Are you going to die?" Ron's heart squeezed tightly. He hugged Ellie beside him, his heart full of resentment and despair.

"Stop..." At this moment, there was a loud shout not far away, and the anxious voice was full of anger.

This drank Nadal's attack.

Who? Who dares to take care of Warcraft's nosy? Is someone from the Moran royal family finally stepping forward?

The surrounding humans couldn't help but get nervous, and the monsters looked dissatisfiedly at the place where the sound was made.

I saw an old figure appearing at the end of the back garden of Moran Palace, his body was extremely weak, as if it could be blown down by a gust of wind, his face was covered with sickly paleness, and he was covered by two beautiful looks The maid walked out slowly with her arm.

"Who dares to do things about Lao Tzu, mother?" Nadal turned his head back with a grudge, and his face was full of astonishment the next moment.

"Master Pluto?"

The visitor is no one else, but Ron’s biological father, Prince of Moran Kingdom, and the foreign dragon Pluto. Because he sat motionless for a long time, his drunkenness hollowed out his body, and he was once as mighty as a soldier. He has difficulty even standing now.

However, at this moment, Pluto pushed away the maid beside him, and his curved waist was straight.

He stared at Nedal coldly and said, "Nedal, if you want to kill my son, you have to take away my old bones..."

"Father!" Ron's heart trembled, his eyes flushed, and he almost shed tears.

Looking at his father's rickety appearance, he used to think he wouldn't worry about his father for the rest of his life, but now, his father saved him with a word.

Ron walked over quickly and reached out to take his father's arm. He was surprised to find that the muscles of Pluto's arm had long lost its elasticity and were as thin as skinny.

Ellie hesitated for a moment and walked over, reaching out to support Bruto's other arm.

Pluto smiled and patted Ron on the shoulder heavily, "My child, no matter what happens, my father will always stand with you!"

One sentence made Ron's heart warm. For the first time, he really felt the blood thicker than water affection between father and son.

A group of monsters asked in a whisper.

"Who is this old guy?"

"What a bold man, even the Moran royal family dare not stand up. He actually dared to intervene in the matter of Warcraft?"

"Just, don't see if he has this qualification!"

"He is impatient!"

Many of the monsters knew Pluto, and when they saw him stand up, their faces were full of anxiety.

"Pluto? Ron is actually his son, this is not easy!" A monster took a deep breath and said, although his strength reached the sanctuary like Nedal, he still did not Dare to act rashly.

"Why? Is this old guy very good?" asked a beast next to him puzzled.

"He is a foreign dragon!" said a beast with a solemn face.

"Uh--"

As soon as the words "foreign dragons" were heard, the monsters consciously closed their mouths, and without a word, some monsters quietly retreated.

"Master Bruto, is this Ron really your son?" Nedal knew Bruto's identity, he asked tentatively.

At the beginning, Nadal only knew that Ron was from the Moran royal family, but he didn't think he had such a relationship with Pluto.

"Yes!" Brutto replied loudly, "You have to step over my corpse if you want to kill him, Nedal, if you want to avenge your son, do it!"

Nadal's heart sank. He took a step back and his eyes flickered. It is no problem to kill this thin middle-aged man, but his identity is there. To move him, everyone has to weigh him. Whether his strength can provoke a powerful dragon clan.

Now Nadal feels troublesome. He is in a dilemma. He wants revenge. Don’t dare. Don’t revenge. He is not reconciled. He stands there without embarrassment or embarrassment. His angry face is full of distortions. He felt like a mountain was pressed in front of him, making him breathless.

Pluto smiled slightly, he gave a cold glance at the surrounding monsters, "Whoever wants to do it, just come..."

Under Bruto’s majestic gaze, the beasts began to silence and shrink, especially the few sanctuary beasts. They originally came here to help Nadal, but they wanted to offend the dragons for Nadal. They can't do stupid things.

No, the monsters began to leave silently, first, a few powerful sanctuary monsters, then one...two...three...in a short while, those monsters of nearly a hundred large and small monsters retreated in an instant. Clean.

Ron and Ellie looked at all this in disbelief. They couldn't even imagine that those arrogant beasts were as good as a cat in front of this thin man, silent and dingy. Ran away with his tail between the ground.

However, Ron knew that the cause of all this was not from his father, but from the dragon clan...