455 Chapter 455: Knock You Down
Any creature, unless blind, will naturally close its eyes when exposed to bright light.
Talritha closed his eyes, just for a moment.
In that instant, Alleria's double arrows arrived.
"Thud!" A muffled sound echoed as the substance on the arrows exploded just above the dragon's eyelids, a strange material seemed about to cover the dragon's eyelids.
Just then, Talritha suddenly retracted his neck.
He didn't know what this was, he just instinctively felt something was wrong. The unparalleled experience of the ancient dragon told him that if this thing touched him, he would lose a layer of skin even if he didn't die.
He retracted.
Alleria's mouth was wide open, filled with undisguised surprise and regret. Her confident strike was actually dodged by Talritha's unparalleled reaction.
It was indeed so.
However, two mage hands suddenly appeared above the two exploding liquid balls.
A slap.
"Pop!" The two balls of liquid were slapped onto Talritha's eyelids at a speed as fast as lightning.
For an ancient dragon, the long years have allowed him to train and evolve everything about himself.
The scales of a young dragon are soft, and even the most common human weapon can easily cause fatal injuries to a young dragon. As the years go by, the scales become harder and harder. When a thousand years have passed, the scales become harder than steel, and unless it's a high-level epic weapon, it's impossible to break through the dragon's hard scales.
The dragon's skin is similar, the older the dragon, the thicker and more resilient the dragon's skin becomes.
This makes the dragon one of the most terrifying creatures on this planet.
Honestly, without a mage of the level of Antonidas, it's almost impossible to cause any damage to an ancient dragon.
In Duke's memory, all the dragon bosses in the game had to be tackled by at least 25 buddies like him who couldn't be killed...
How to deal with a potentially raging ancient dragon became a difficult problem.
Can't beat it, can't drag it to death.
The answer was revealed: it's glue!
This was discovered by Duke when he was inspecting the death-defying works of the gnomes in Ironforge at the beginning of the year.
The gnome named it bbbbb super glue.
Of course, Duke didn't mind calling it babbling glue.
Very interestingly, this turned out to be a kind of instant solidifying glue.
Originally, the gnome intended to use it to repair gnome aircraft, but it solidified too quickly and was rejected by all gnome technicians. As a result, Duke bought a large bucket for just five gold coins.
Now it was used on Talritha.
The flashbang made Talritha close his eyes.
And the babbling glue ensured that the dragon couldn't open his eyes.
Talritha, who had lived for countless years, had never seen such a weird thing. For a moment, he almost thought he had gone blind. But the faint light seeping through the cracks in his eyelids told him that his eyelids were just stuck together.
"Help me!" A magical message was sent to Antonidas, and the head of the Kirin Tor immediately understood.
Talritha stopped his dragon breath, trying to fly to a higher altitude to avoid possible attacks.
But he didn't notice that, a hundred meters above his head, a huge ice ball was forming at high speed.
Condense!
Condense!
Condense again!
The outrageous effect of the Crown of Ice magic circuit was revealed at this moment. Having cooperated in the Alterac Palace, Antonidas and Duke
were more in sync.
Basically, he exerted the effort, and Duke controlled it.
"Use sonic arrows to disrupt the shot!" Duke blurted out.
In less than two seconds, two huge booms exploded next to Talritha's ears.
"Buzz"
Talritha's senses were all messed up.
The dragon is the true ruler of the sky, suddenly going blind is only a temporary inconvenience for a dragon. But the sonic arrows, enhanced by the Storm Altar, were different. The suddenly exploding arrows not only disrupted Talritha's hearing but also made him unable to feel the flow of the wind.
In this moment, his vision, hearing, and sense of touch were temporarily disabled.
Without hesitation, the giant ice ball in the sky had already fallen.
With a strong roar, with unparalleled momentum, as if it was the perfect collision route calculated after millions of times, the ice ball hit right on the head of Talritha, who was shaking his dragon head in pain.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, the ancient dragon was hit so hard that he saw stars.
He fell with a crash!
"Get out of the way!" The people and orcs below, those who reacted, showed expressions of utter horror.
The dragon fell.
At that moment near the point of impact, it was as if a terrible earthquake had occurred. The ground, which should have been incredibly solid, was like rotten meat without bones, making a "thud" after being plowed by the tumbling dragon, digging out a huge deep pit at least ten meters deep.
The ground on both sides of the pit rose high, bouncing everything on it into the sky. The surging shock wave spread in all directions, lifting more people. Even Lord Mograine himself was hit by this huge force, flying with his horse, and then falling heavily to the ground. The only consolation was that he separated from his beloved horse in mid-air, which saved him from being crushed by the horse.
Grom Hellscream, who was fiercely attacking on the front line, was also affected. The place where Talritha fell was too unfortunate. It was right in front of him, and as a result, this hero of the Horde rolled back like a gourd, knocking over countless of his own people, probably rolling almost a hundred meters before he could barely stop the backward momentum.
The fall of Talritha disrupted the entire battle line.
Lord Mograine's command flag fell, and the lord himself was temporarily missing, which directly caused the nobles behind to panic, and their noble armies were in chaos.
Although they were far away, they were much less affected, but they were also disorganized.
At this moment, the orcs exerted their strength.
In the chaos of battle, the orcs' strong individual combat capabilities were magnified almost endlessly at this moment.
Many orcs hadn't even gotten up yet, and they used any weapon at hand that could launch an attack on the humans.
Whether it was a heavy hammer, or a dagger, or even fists and fangs, they could all make fatal attacks on the relatively weak humans.
Many human warriors hadn't even stood up yet, and they were directly knocked flying again, falling heavily on their comrades.
"lok-tar, ogar!"
The resounding slogan was echoed by hundreds and thousands!
Mograine had no choice but to blow the horn, using the horn to order his men to form small defensive formations nearby. The result of this was that the army was barely saved, but at least thirty thousand orcs broke through the encirclement and entered the vast forest of Tirisfal Glades...
Talritha, temporarily blinded, struggled to fly away.
