With a low collision, Saurfang felt that his feet finally landed on the entity, which made the orc death lord finally breathe a sigh of relief.
He doesn't really like the empty feeling of flying in the air. Although the "Dawn" machine he is driving is equipped with a complete flight and air combat system, as a true Orc warrior, he is still not used to leaving the ground.
of battle.
"Shua"
Saurfang's mind moved. This 20-meter-tall, 50-ton steel giant painted in black and red was like a flexible warrior. He pulled out two mechanical swords from behind with his backhand. Amidst the roar of the Azerite engine, the terrifying
The power was transmitted to the hilt of the sword, and in the beating of scorching light, the edge of the mechanical sword was covered with a layer of flame.
The orc pressed down with both hands, and the sharp, 15-meter-long blade pierced the deck of the starship under his feet. As Saurfang ran wildly, the outer deck of the starship was pulled apart in two terrifying ways.
There were traces of it, but he failed to tear through the starship's armor, which was nearly a hundred meters thick. Fortunately, he didn't need to tear it open, he only needed a breakthrough.
The demons in the starship noisily tried to control the deck cannon to attack the heavy mechanical giant, but Saurfang did not want to fight with them. The mechanical giant stretched its arms, and the weapon bay on its waist popped up, and several Azeroth missiles were fired.
The special energy grenade was thrown into the torn deck.
Saurfang jumped up, and this terrifying black-red giant, driven by the flames of the propeller, quickly rushed towards another starship not far away.
"3,2,1!"
Saurfang counted the time silently in his heart. At the moment when time returned to zero, the large starship behind him was like a detonated ammunition depot, exploding from the center, and the powerful driving force was like a fist.
On his body, he was pushed into the air, allowing him to pass through the fire net of the starship deck guns in front of him at a faster speed.
"Hey"
The Death Lord let out a roar, stretched out his hand, and at the moment of falling, accurately clasped on the small wing of the outer deck of the Demon Starship, and then he jumped up to the top of the starship.
"What's it called 'Dawn'? It's really full of girly vibes."
While Saurfang was complaining in his mind about his boss's poor naming skills, he, like before, cut open the deck of the starship with the roar of the engine, trying to destroy the spaceship full of demons.
"How nice and domineering it is to call it 'Bloody Duel'."
The Death Lord controlled his 50-ton body and blasted open the solid outer deck with one punch. This time he did not use Azerite grenades, but took out a heavy machine gun from behind and aimed it at the ship.
The small starship's engine shot through its outer deck.
"boom"
With another explosion, Saurfang's body was exploded and thrown into the sky of the Argus MacKele Plains. He did not activate the thrusters to allow himself to fly. In the body's information communication system, he could control the overall situation of the air battle.
, the 800 heroic knights who followed him have destroyed a small number of demon starships and forced the fleet to retreat into the stars. Although the demon cubs will come back soon, this time difference is also precious.
Saurfang allowed his heavy body to fall straight in the air. With his back to the ground, he inserted the two swords in his hands back into the armor slots on his back, and then took out the last weapon equipped on the machine.
It was a black, rapid-fire gun weighing 3 tons, equipped with a metal magazine. The diameter of each bullet was nearly 1 meter. The caliber of this devastating weapon was already comparable to that used on the battlefield below.
A large-caliber howitzer, and the bullets are filled with a sufficient amount of Azerite-enhanced RDX, and each bullet is like a cannon.
"Goodbye! Devil cubs!"
Saurfang snorted and raised the rapid-fire gun in the Dawn machine's hand. With a thunderous sound, a small starship not far above his head was enveloped in a terrifying hail of bullets. It only took a few seconds.
With a few seconds of firing, the starship was blown up in the air. The flying bullets intertwined into a storm of destruction in the air, sucking in all the surrounding shuttles and small starships and tearing them to pieces.
"Boom boom boom boom"
The light of destruction lit up in the sky like fireworks. After more than ten seconds, the Death Lord put the empty rapid-fire gun back into the weapon bay behind him and started the propeller of the body, which immediately slowed down his fall.
He flipped his body in the air and drew out the mechanical sword behind his back. Like a swordsman falling from the sky, the moment he landed, the mechanical sword in his hand pierced a magic machine that was raging on the vanguard's defense line.
A's head.
"boom"
The terrifying explosion shrouded the entire Shuguang machine body. It fell on the demon side. This terrifying heavy blow made the entire battlefield tremble and stopped the demons who were madly attacking the vanguard army's positions.
After charging, they raised their heads, as if looking up to the gods, looking at the mechanical giant that tore through the billowing flames and walked out. Saurfang also looked down at them.
His body also belongs to the "unicorn" sequence, with iconic spikes on his anthropomorphic head. The spikes on Dawn's body are separated into three, like a small golden crown.
Saurfang raised his foot and stepped hard on the heads of these demons like he was stepping on ants. He was like a giant rushing into the ant colony. With every move he made, he could bring trouble to the demons.
After just a few minutes of horrific killings, the black-red machine led the counterattacking vanguard soldiers to take back the front line occupied by the demons.
Several huge magic mechas roared towards Saurfang, which was in line with the Death Lord's fighting intentions. He punched out during the charge, knocking the death-like magic mechas to the ground, and then
Swinging the mechanical sword from behind, he decapitated the other magic mecha. The melee between this mechanical giant made the soldiers on the front line burst into cheers.
They have never seen a weapon like the Dawn Machine, but at least they know that this domineering mechanical giant belongs to their side.
"Saurfang, stop playing!"
Lord Luminas's voice sounded in the orc spiritual link, with a hint of anxiety:
"Come to the Antolan Wasteland! The demons' second batch of starships has arrived in large numbers! We are damaged and we need support!"
"receive!"
Saurfang responded, then raised his left hand to choke the fist raised by the last magic mecha. The Azerite energy cannon in his other hand was fully charged, just like a shooting.
Aiming at the head of the magic mecha in front of him.
"Bang"
There was a loud noise, and the magic mecha that had lost its head shattered into pieces.
The black-red Dawn machine turned around, gave a thumbs up to the cheering vanguard soldiers on the line, then started its thrusters, and quickly rushed into the cleared sky, followed by the heroic knights.
His officers rushed into the Rift in the Death Realm, and they were rushing to the Antolan Wasteland to support the increasingly fierce air battle there.
"The Dark Blade's heroic knights are so powerful. Replacing flesh and blood with machines is simply unimaginable."
The commander of the Mac'Aree war zone, Grand Archon Maraad, looked at the heroic knights disappearing into the sky. The Draenei couldn't help but sigh, and he returned his attention to the battlefield.
Due to Saurfang's chaotic battle on the ground just now, the originally precarious battle line was once again stabilized.
The artillery fire is still roaring, and the war is still crazy. Although those heroic knights are powerful, they themselves are weak and cannot rely on them in every crisis.
"Every unit! Hold your position! Fighter units are dispatched! Conduct the third round of bombing!"
"Power armor troops covering the engineers!"
Maraad's voice sounded on the battle line. After giving the new order, he lowered his head and looked at the mechanical watch in his hand. A trace of solemnity flashed in the eyes of the Delaney Consul:
"We have to hold on for another 5 hours!"
"The danger has not passed yet"
Three hours after the war started, Krokuun and Mac'Aree battle zones could still barely hold on, but the situation in the Antolan Wasteland, which was the main direction of attack by the demons, was so bad that Jarod didn't know how to direct it.
to the extent.
Two-thirds of the 74 defense lines in the Antolan Wasteland have fallen, and the attrition of the vanguard soldiers stationed here has reached a terrifying 50%. According to the situation of the general army, with this level of attrition, morale has long collapsed.
, but as Garrod said in his declaration before the war, in this final decisive battle, even if the soldiers wanted to surrender, it would be impossible.
It is impossible for the demons who come with the purpose of destroying everything to accept surrender from anyone. The only outcome for throwing down weapons in war is death.
With the dual support of the pressure of death and the will to protect their loved ones in their hometown, the army in the Antolan Wasteland can continue to fight, but even with the help of the heroic knights from the Dark Blade Legion, the strategic depth of this war zone is still
Being squeezed constantly.
In those occupied positions, the green smoke caused by the plague weapons was continuously dispersed by the flames deliberately lit by the demons. The death knights of the Order no longer cared about the so-called "humanitarianism". Death knights and wizards
The monsters awakened all the corpses that could be awakened. Relying on the suicidal cover of the dense tide of corpses, the soldiers in the frontline positions could safely retreat to the rear.
However, the number of demons attacking the Antolan Wasteland was at least three times that of the other two war zones. Even the three fleets of the Ethereal Star Realm Consortium have been completely disabled and have withdrawn from the battlefield. They are now in the Antolan Wasteland.
In the sky, the heroic knights were struggling against the demon fleet.
They couldn't even find the strength to support the ground.
The black banshee seemed to be going crazy, running back and forth across the battlefield in the sky. She held a heavy metal war sickle in one hand and a black repeating gun in the other. Every time she raided, a small starship would inevitably crash.
The heroic knights who followed Luminas were also trying their best to fight back, fighting back and forth over the battlefield like firefighters.
Every few minutes, bright flames exploded in the night sky.
But the speed of their destruction could not keep up with the support speed of the demon fleet.
The terrifying beams of light fired by the main guns continuously bombarded the barrier of the Antolan front. With each bombardment, a group of priests and mages who maintained the barrier were seriously injured. In the positions outside the wasteland, there were no more.
Regardless of any trace of man-made artifacts, the demons already have an absolute advantage whether in the sky or on the ground.
"Bang"
Luminas had just split open the outer deck of a starship when she was hit head-on by a main cannon. The Death Lord was sent flying into the air. The anti-magic shield in front of her helped her avoid being melted by the main cannon.
Destiny. But her beloved mecha was on the verge of being scrapped. Even though the power engine was still intact, the outer armor had been severely melted and peeled off after being hit many times.
But this desperate situation also inspired the stubbornness and madness in Ms. Yang Hen's bones. She simply threw away the rapid-fire gun in her hand and held the black war scythe with both hands. With a roar, the machine entered the destruction mode again.
Covered in blood-red light, the Banshee was like a meteor, crossing the starry sky covered with cannonballs and rays, and rushed into the large starship guarded by the shuttle.
Luminas mobilized all the energy and the power of death in her body. In her roar, the black war sickle in the hand of the machine was wildly swung out. This heavy weapon was like a thrown flying knife, and it was terrifying.
With the blessing of power and a sour buzzing sound, it was like a sharp blade cutting through butter, splitting the large battleship in front of her from the center.
"boom"
The dazzling fire swept everything around the starry sky into it. In the deadly heat and explosion, the already severely damaged Banshee was swept away and hit the deck of another starship. Her defense system
It had completely collapsed, the limbs of the machine had lost their senses, and were completely paralyzed. And those small demon shuttles were like vultures that had smelled the corpse, coming from all directions, trying to inflict a blow on the dying machine.
"Pooh!"
Luminas' soul spat fiercely. She stared fiercely at the assault starships and shuttles covering the surrounding area. She gritted her teeth and launched the Banshee's last attack.
"Soul escape program, start!"
"Engine overload program, start!"
As the soul light in the Banshee's thinking core slowly dissipated, the Death Lord screamed in his spirit:
"Feel the love from your mother, you bastards!"
"boom"
The next second after Luminas' spirit body returned to the world of death, the Banshee's Azerite engine was completely overloaded, and the unimaginable terrifying energy spread outward from the torn body, like a round
The exploding star sun, the substantial wave of destruction, and the mechanical debris flying around are like endless waves of energy, rolling out in all directions and swallowing everything.
The dazzling light made all the soldiers below couldn't help but cover their eyes. After the explosion subsided, the demon fleet that had enveloped the entire sky was self-destructed this time, destroying more than one tenth of it.
"Shua"
Luminas's illusory spirit appeared in the return device of Dark Blade City. She took a step forward, but her weak legs made her fall to the ground.
The heroic spirit has separated from the entity, which is the extreme manifestation of the soul, but the heroic spirit will also feel tired, especially after such an ultra-long distance separation, the energy conversion will temporarily lose the fighting ability of the heroic spirit.
But just when Luminas screamed and fell to the ground, a pair of strong arms hugged her from behind. Luminas turned around and saw the smiling face of Death Lord Yrel.
"Yeah, there are times when you are so embarrassed."
The hoof girl swung her tail, helped Luminas sit aside, and then said teasingly:
"What? Your banshee was destroyed?"
Luminas had a dull face and did not answer. After a moment, she looked at Yrel, who was preparing to fight, and asked with curiosity:
"Wait a minute, aren't you supposed to be helping Dornan and the water elements fight against the Fire Demon King in the Fire Realm? Why are you here? Is the fight over there finished?"
"No, it just started over there."
Yrel flicked his tail and said:
"But I'm not needed over there."
Having said this, the hoof girl's expression was a little strange, and she said to Luminas:
"Little Yuna found a helper from somewhere. That guy is very powerful and I received news from Saurfang, so I came to help you."
Yrel put her finger on the soul conversion device in front of her. Her spirit body quickly dissipated and merged into her war mecha. At the moment it dissipated, Yrel said to Luminas:
"After resting, let's go to Ulduar. Loki still has several prototypes stored there. The weapon systems are all complete, and they should be barely usable."
"I see."
Luminas waved her hand and said weakly:
"Let me rest for a while. I won't blow myself up next time. It feels really uncomfortable."
Luminas's words made Yrel, who had entered the core of his thinking, smile. The next moment, the hoof girl's expression became serious, and accompanied by waves of low engine whine, a golden war mecha slowly walked out.
In the warehouse, the cracks in the Death Realm opened before her eyes, and she clearly saw the scorching battlefield of destruction in the Antolan Wasteland.
Yrel took a deep breath, and at the moment when the two golden wings-like jetpacks at the rear of the machine unfolded, in the spiritual network of the death lords, she said in a deep voice:
