As soon as Aaron heard the roar, he immediately judged that the sound came from a dragon. He had dealt with all kinds of giant dragons and other dragon species like Proto-Dragon, so he was very confident in this judgment.
In addition, a Necropolis had just been demolished. Aaron immediately judged that the dragon roar came from a Frost Wyrm. It couldn't be that a five-color dragon happened to appear here, right?
Aaron has no fear of Frost Wyrm. He has seen the most powerful Frost Wyrm and Sindragosa. How difficult can the ordinary Frost Wyrm be to deal with it?
With this thought in mind, Aaron simply didn't say hello to the others and flew directly in the direction of the dragon's roar. Anyway, the sound didn't sound like there were many ice dragons. It would be good to deal with these Frost Wyrm first before they noticed the large group of soldiers not far away.
But after seeing the so-called Frost Wyrm, Aaron was slightly stunned. "Hey, it turns out this is..."
In the sky above Hillsbrad Fields, a huge five-six-meter-long creature was spraying cold dragon's breath on the surrounding buildings. When the dragon's breath landed on the outer wall of the building, it would immediately turn into a layer of frost and spread. Another breath of dragon's breath could shatter the entire wall.
There is also a tall man sitting on the back of the dragon, even if he is sitting astride the dragon saddle, he is two or three meters tall. At a glance, he knows that he is a Vrykul. This Vrykul rider controls the mount while throwing out a Lightning from time to time, accelerating the collapse of the building.
The only problem is that this dragon is not a serious five-color dragon, but a Frost Proto-Dragon.
"Let me tell you, the dragons have stepped up their vigilance. How did Nerubians get hundreds of dragon skeletons?" Aaron felt relieved. The gap between Proto-Dragon and the dragons was already huge. After transforming into Frost Proto-Dragon, there is no comparison with Frost Wyrm. The threat that a Frost Proto-Dragon can bring is probably comparable to a red baby dragon spawned by the spell of Warlock.
However, the scene in front of him made his eyes slightly red. This was his first shelter after traveling through time. At that time, he had not yet obtained the power of Holy Light. It could be said that he had no ability to protect himself. The owner of the tavern here was kind-hearted. The land took him in and allowed him to spend the first few months of time traveling safely. Although he had not had time to come back and take a look for so many years, in Aaron's heart, this farm and everyone on the farm held a very important place in his heart.
Now, most of the buildings in this not-so-large town have been turned into ruins, especially the tavern where Aaron worked for several months. It has now completely turned into ruins. When you see the frost on the ruins, you will know who did it.
"Death!" In anger, Aaron dropped his warhammer and shield, holding the gryphon's reins with one hand and Frostmourne with the other, urging the gryphon to go straight to Proto-Dragon, who was still destroying the town unscrupulously.
"Roar!" Proto-Dragon finally noticed the arrival of Aaron. While vibrating his wings to avoid it, he roared loudly in an attempt to scare away the sudden enemy.
However, the angry Aaron didn't care about this at all. He rushed forward with Proto-Dragon's protruding cold dragon breath, and rushed to Proto-Dragon's side with a body covered in ice. At this time, The gryphon of Aaron has disappeared, but Aaron did not borrow the pair of light wings of Xal'atath, but used the forward momentum to nail Frostmourne to the leader of Proto-Dragon.
With the force from Frostmourne, Aaron jumped directly onto Proto-Dragon's back with both arms, and Frostmourne also left a wound several meters deep with visible bones on the back of the dead Proto-Dragon.
Proto-Dragon let out a cry. If it hadn't been transformed into Undead, this blow from Aaron would have killed it. In pain, Proto-Dragon swung its body wildly, trying to throw Aaron away, Aaron Although E was angry, he still adjusted his figure dexterously. Not only was he not thrown out, but he also left a lot of wounds on Proto-Dragon's body. On the contrary, Vrykul, who was sitting on the dragon's saddle, could only tighten the saddle and the reins tightly to avoid being thrown out by the violent mount.
"Still not dead?" Aaron felt that this guy's tenacious vitality was really annoying at this moment. After thinking about it, he simply nailed Frostmourne to the top of Proto-Dragon's spine. The divine light in his body poured into Frostmourne along his arms, and Holy Light was surging. entered Proto-Dragon's body and directly turned Proto-Dragon's rotten flesh and blood into ashes. He only regretted that he should not have just thrown away Silver Hand, otherwise it would have been more efficient at this moment. After all, Frostmourne was not a weapon made for Paladin.
This time Proto-Dragon finally couldn't hold on anymore. A pair of frost-covered wings flapped wildly, but could not stop his falling. He could only watch as he got closer and closer to the ground, until he fell hard to the ground, and his body was broken into pieces. Then he reluctantly closed his eyes.
With the cushioning of Proto-Dragon's body, Aaron and the Vrykul dragon rider seemed to have no big deal. After leaving the dragon saddle, Vrykul immediately asked Aaron raised his weapon, but even the brave Vrykul warrior couldn't help but feel chilled when he saw Aaron's crazy move just now. The arms holding up the huge prisoner of war were even trembling slightly.
"You should die together." Aaron is also full of hatred for the Vrykul in front of him. After all, he is the one who controls Proto-Dragon. Although the opponent is much taller and larger than him, Proto-Dragon has been eliminated. What can this guy do?
Aaron, who was still furious, pulled out Frostmourne from Proto-Dragon's body and threw it towards Vrykul. The rune magic sword drew a blue arc in the air and stabbed Vrykul's chest, a layer of frost quickly spread from near the wound. When the frost spread to Vrykul's whole body, cracks appeared at the wound and spread. Vrykul was directly frozen into pieces of ice.
Seeing that the two culprits were dead, Aaron sat slumped on the ground. Although he had witnessed the destruction of Southshore before, seeing the tragic situation of this farm town at this moment still made Aaron unable to let go for a long time. Until the soldiers behind him rushed over, Aaron still had not recovered.
Among the people present, the only one who could understand Aaron's expression of such emotion was Vereesa. Windrunner leaned down, gently patted Aaron's shoulder, and said softly, "Aaron, this is not your fault, you don't need to blame yourself so much..."
"But, I..." Aaron raised his head and looked at Vereesa, and said with a sad face, "I feel really sad, Vereesa, really sad."
What really made Aaron emotionally recover was the cry of a soldier, "Hey, who is inside? Come out quickly, we are Lordaeron's army, you are safe."