The demons operating in Kil'jaeden's Throne are busy building the portal with almost the determination to win or die.
The problem that Corruptor Sasoval is worried about is also the problem that these remaining demons are worried about. Doom Lord Kazzak is waiting for news of their victory in Marton. If they disappoint Kazzak, the ending will definitely not be too good.
good.
Are you really impatient and want to experience the various punishments within the legion?
It would be more pleasant to die directly in Draenor.
But determination alone is definitely not enough. No matter how strong the determination and will are, they are no match for those densely packed Silent Undead. The failure of Hellfire Peninsula made the demons very depressed and made them realize the reality. This world is not without resistance to the Legion.
Power, if it was just a small fight like before, it would be impossible to fight against the Black Blade Knights that had truly taken shape.
Just like what Sasoval was thinking in his heart, if you want to destroy this silent army, you must defeat all their defenses head-on. The dead lack emotions, and the brainless walking corpses are not afraid. Many conspiracies and strategies are difficult to solve.
Implementation, among all the opponents encountered by the legion, the Dark Blade Knights may not be the strongest group, but they are definitely the most difficult group to deal with.
The Corruptor flapped its wings, gathered the shadow power on its body, and quietly penetrated the simple defensive barrier of the Dark Temple. It let out a series of deep laughter, and then slowly disappeared into the darkness.
It needs to find an opportunity to cause large-scale commotion...and the time left for it may not be much.
Just as dangerous infiltrators have lurked into the core fortress of the Dark Blade Knights, on the distant Flanlon Plains, the previously silent fortress of the Dark Blade Death Knights became "busy" again.
Rogelio, who rushed from the Hellfire Peninsula, looked at the ziggurat where he had lived for two years. The plants growing crazily in the Fallon Plain completely covered everything in front of him.
Outside the ziggurat building made of bones and bricks, there are forests and thorns, and the steps are covered with green moss, and creeping vines are entangled in the surrounding ground, and the feet are covered with
There were wildly growing weeds. From the perspective of the Death Knight, it looked like a fortress that had been abandoned for many years, but in fact, less than 10 days had passed since he left with the undead.
"I have read Autumn's research report carefully, and now it seems that he is not lying."
Blood Mage Seven squatted on the ground and stretched out his hand to dig up the soil under his feet. He casually released a detection magic. After a moment, he stood up and smashed a ball of corrosive shadow energy under his feet. In an instant, he was
A piece of grass was completely burned, and amidst the flying ashes, the earthy yellow ground appeared in front of him.
But in less than 10 minutes, the ground was covered with a layer of fine, newly sprouted plants.
"There is some kind of secret hidden under this land, perhaps a giant living substance or a super life form."
Severn expressed his views from a professional perspective. He rubbed his chin, reached out and pulled the mage hat on his head, raised his head, and looked at the giant forest in the distance that covered the entire island.
"Right there, I can feel that there are abnormal magic fluctuations there."
"That's what we're here for."
Rogelio looked indifferently at the abnormally prosperous forest in front of him, and he said softly:
"I hope the instrument you shipped will work."
"Of course it works. It was the original product from 1,200 years ago and came from a great sky civilization. Unfortunately, we only found this one thing in the tomb."
Saiwen said dissatisfiedly:
"Those ancient arakkoa kings are really good at destroying things. We must continue to dig in the Arak Peaks until we find the design drawings of this weapon, as well as the method of smelting Apexis crystal. Khadgar also
Looking for a way to use this crystal, I don't understand why Tyrion trusts the human so much, but in my opinion, he is completely untrustworthy! His spellcasting skills are also a mess."
The high elf snorted in an arrogant tone:
"Just a second-rate mage."
Rogelio didn't answer. Regarding the conflict between the blood mages Severn and Autumn, and the human mage Khadgar, which involves the 3,000-year-old grudge between humans and elves, I couldn't explain it clearly in a sentence or two.
He has no intention of participating in this meaningless competition.
The death knight took one last look at the ziggurat he had built, and then turned around without hesitation and walked towards the outskirts of the island. The path they cleared when they entered the forest was covered again. Rogelio waved his rune sword.
, chopped up those disgusting plants, and strode towards the temporary camp ahead.
A group of arakkoa hidden scroll people are busy assembling some kind of sophisticated metal creation with a unique arakkoa style. Among them, there is a hidden scroll man wearing a white robe and all white feathers who seems to be of high authority.
, the entire assembly process was carried out under his guidance.
"Hey! Move a little gentler!"
The white arakkoa screamed: "You must treat this supreme treasure like your own life. It has been worn out too much in 1,200 years. It must be properly kept and used!"
Rogelio walked behind the Crow Man. He frowned and looked at the golden machine in front of him. More than 3,000 different devices were put together by the hidden people in a super cumbersome way. This was a high level.
The whole body, which is about 5 meters long, looks more like a sacrificial object than a weapon from the assembled parts.
Its shell was stacked on a stand aside. It was a metal shell with a finely carved golden bird's head. It shone gorgeously in the sun. This was Rook, the soaring sun spirit in the legend of the arakkoa.
The image of Ma, in the bird's eyes, are two fist-sized transparent crystals with countless facets, and the reflected sunlight will make people feel dizzy just by looking at them.
Rogelio knelt down and stretched out his hand to try to touch the gem, but the moment he touched the gem, he was stopped.
"Don't touch it! Death Knight!"
Rogge turned around and saw the white-robed crow-man holding a cane, looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze. The eyes of those birds were filled with a light called wisdom, even though he was a fallen crow.
It is a human being, but from its demeanor, it is not difficult to think of its nobility and elegance when it was a high-level arakkoa.
"The Sunstone is one of the most important components of Rukhmar's Breath."
The white arakkoa explained:
"Any error in its fixed position, even a slight deviation in the angle, will directly cause Rukhma's Breath to stop operating... The wisdom of our ancestors is so profound, even though we, the incompetent descendants, are still studying desperately, we are still
You don’t understand the specific principles, so you’d better not touch it.”
"Hey, after all, transporting Rukhma's Breath this time is fighting for you, isn't it?"
The gentle voice of the White Raven Man made Rogelio nodded. He glanced at the bright gem again, stood up, and asked:
"So, who are you?"
"I am the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Terok and the leader of the Hidden Scroll Secret Society... My previous name was too complicated, so you can just call me Shared."
The white arakkoa looked at Rogelio, who hesitated for a moment and then asked his inner question:
"So, Mr. Shared, this instrument...well, it's not that I don't trust you, but in my opinion, such a "petite" instrument can really destroy these growing plants with one blow.
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Rogelio said: "You know, in my hometown, to achieve the same tactical purpose, the amount of energy and spellcasters needed to be accumulated is staggering, so I am very skeptical, and I hope this suspicion will not offend me.
you."
"Guagua, no, no."
Shared spoke like other arakkoa, and liked to mix in one or two bird screams to express his different emotions. Faced with Rogelio's doubts, the arakkoa prime minister was not angry, he just
Said slowly:
"Actually, I have never seen Rukhmar's Breath actually fired. I only saw records about it in historical books. You know, we arakkoa worship the sun spirit Rukhmar very much.
So much so that the most noble priests in ancient times did not dare to call themselves priests of the sun. That was a sacred and taboo name in our history, but this weapon was named Rukhma."
"This is enough to prove that it completely matches this sacred name, and according to records, the first time Rukhma's Breath was used in war was 1,200 years ago, when a group of forest elves summoned the original beasts and armies of plants.
Trying to capture Tongtian Peak... the scene was exactly the same as that of the Falalon Plain at this time, but Rukhmar's Breath only used one blow to completely burn that huge legion."
The Crow Prime Minister Shared let out a sharp laugh:
"Perhaps the recorder exaggerated history, but no matter how exaggerated, Rukhmar's Breath is the most powerful sacred object in the history of the arakkoa, and soon, we will be able to see its power with our own eyes."
While speaking, an arakkoa assassin wearing black leather armor stepped forward, and his companions carefully picked up the golden shell, lifted it up, and amidst the prayers of the arakkoa people, lifted the Rukhma.
The image of a bird's head is mounted on the top of the instrument.
"Crow, it's up to you to guide the direction!"
Shared repeatedly checked the golden machine fixed on a three-meter high platform. After confirming that it was correct, he raised his hand. The next moment, the obscure arakkoa assassin spread his wings and rushed into the sky like a black wind.
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"哐"
The heavy ammunition box of the golden weapon was opened. Prime Minister Shared took out a hexagonal transparent crystal cylinder from the leather bag he carried and placed it in the ammunition box. The size was just right and stuck in it. After fixing it, the ammunition box
He was pushed into the machine again and locked.
"Norm...my eyes are no longer working. It's up to you to control and aim!"
Shared gave an order, and the next moment, another Yajuan man in black robes quickly walked up to the high platform and firmly grasped the joystick of the golden machine with his two claws.
"Buzz"
At the moment when the shell above the machine was opened, the sunlight falling from the sky and shining everywhere on this land seemed to be gathered by a focusing mirror, shining on the white crystal on the top of Rukhma's Breath.
In less than a second, the huge amount of sunlight gathered turned into gold, dancing on the focusing mirror like a dancing flame.
As the scroll hider Nomu continued to adjust his direction under the guidance of the assassin crow in the sky, the surrounding temperature also began to rise rapidly. Within 10 seconds, it rose to an unbearable level.
Rogelio lowered his head. A small pool of water had gathered in the palm of his hand. This was a sign that the frost on the Death Knight's armor was melting. This shocked Rogelio. The cold created by the Death Knight
He knew very well how low the frost temperature was, but now, this solid frost was melted so easily.
"Buzz"
After 15 seconds of charging, the golden light dancing above Rukhma's Breath was ignited, like a real flame, and an extremely violent energy began to operate inside the instrument. Rogelio raised his head.
, you can see that the two white sun gems in the eyes on the golden bird's head shell have turned into pure gold, as if the entire sculpture has come alive.
In the high temperature and golden light curtain that distorted the air, and in the exclamations of everyone, the sculpture distorted the light curtain, just like the real sun spirit Rukhma was resurrected, and in its scorching heat, not only
The trees in the distance began to sway crazily, and at the moment when it was about to be activated, sudden sparks appeared at the tops of the trees, quickly igniting the trees.
All the moisture within its aiming range has been dried!
"emission!"
Shared gave an order, and Noam, the scroll hider, quickly pressed the golden switch. The next moment, two flashes of golden light shot out from the eyes of the bird's head, the sun gem, and the entire instrument stopped at this moment.
It was running, and the surrounding temperature also dropped rapidly, but it was replaced by flames that burst out in the center of the Flanlon Plain.
There was no explosion, not even roar, only a sharp roar like a bird's song, and then everyone's vision was completely enveloped by golden light. An indescribable scorching storm roared across the entire plain, and everyone seemed to be in the most terrifying place.
Like the edge of a fire scene, the unsuspecting crow people screamed in panic, their feathers were ignited, and they turned around and jumped into the sea water, but even the surrounding sea water was evaporated.
The overwhelming flames burned for a full 10 seconds, and then just like its sudden appearance, after the accumulated sunlight energy was exhausted, these golden sunlight flames slowly disappeared, leaving only a patch of ashes and sparks.
On the earth, where the sun's rays hit, the dry earth has even been turned into a large circular pit like a desert.
Rogelio removed the green anti-magic shield, and as the white arakkoa Shared thanked him, the death knight and the blood mage stared blankly at the Flanlan Plain in front of them...
There was nothing there except for the ashes flying all over the sky, the scorched corpses of the original beasts, and the still burning forest.
Rogge turned his head and looked at the dead and cold golden machine, the arakkoa sacred object named Rukhma's Breath. The two gems on the bird's head were facing him, as if they were silently mocking his ignorance.
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This is the true power of the Apexis civilization, this is the foundation of the world of Draenor, this is... the power of the sun!
