Shandris Yuyue, who was sitting behind the Hippogryph, suddenly pulled up the reins, and the bird-deer-like creature under her crotch flapped its wings quickly and stopped suddenly in the sky, almost within a hair's breadth.
After dodging the fel energy shells fired into the sky from below, the searing sensation made the brave hippogryph scream sharply. Shandris looked behind him, and the orcs and human pioneers were following closely.
she.
They must travel as quickly as possible through the chaotic battlefield of Felwood, and head straight into Mount Hyjal, the eye of the storm of the current war.
"Hula"
Garrosh, who was riding on the back of the armored flying dragon, used his hands and feet to drop more than a dozen alchemical bombs in retaliation. The black spikes on the surface drew arcs in the air and hit the bottom.
On the demon's artillery position, there were then clouds of flames rising into the sky. As the earth shook, the six demon cannons that were about to continue firing were blown to pieces, and the spreading flames also ignited the piles.
The shells came together, and soon, the continuous explosions tore apart the entrenched demons.
"The airspace of Mount Hyjal is guarded by the Storm Ravens under the demigod Anzu and Aviana's Bird Legion. Not even demons can gain an advantage in air combat. Those violent birds will tear apart anything special in Mount Hyjal."
I am an outsider, so you must follow me closely."
Shandris said to the attackers behind him in the night sky full of smoke and hot breath:
"Don't fall behind, don't try to attack from other directions, I will take you safely into the frontline position of Mount Hyjal!"
General Yuyue stared at the orcs, and while the strong wind was beating, she emphasized her tone:
"Especially you, orcs! I know you are here for your warchief, but Mount Hyjal contains all the elites of the entire night elf civilization. It is not a good idea to run around in our base camp!"
"We know the difference, elf!"
Kilrogg, who was driving the flying dragon, Dead Eye waved the hunting stick in his hand, and the ferocious weapon decorated with white animal bones and teeth flew out of his palms, spinning in the air and smashing a violent demon.
The bat's head then quickly spun back into the hands of the orc chief. He looked at Shandris with his remaining eyes and said rather impatiently:
"Lead the way quickly! The demons have noticed us."
"Okay! Come with me!"
Shandris said no more. She grabbed the hippogryph's reins, and the group quickly raised the altitude, speeding all the way through the dark night filled with mephits and horrors. On the ground below them, there were chaotic demons.
Just like a herd of disturbed beasts, they rush madly at any opponent they can find. This chaotic scene has proven that there is no high-level demon commander in Felwood, and the demons are all acting according to their instincts.
But as soon as they entered the airspace of Mount Hyjal, this assault team suffered a crazy attack from the demons. The magic cannons on the ground fired volleys in the air, forming a barrage full of flames and destruction. This attack came so hard
It was so sudden that no one on the flight could react.
"Knock them down! This sky belongs to the Burning Legion!"
A thick voice roared on the ground. It was an abyss lord holding a burning double-headed halberd. It had a similar size to the destroyer Maronos, and even had almost the same violent temperament, the same cruelty, and the same
Because of this, this Abyss Lord was chosen by the Destroyer as his adjutant... His name is Azgaro, a high-level demon lord with a low reputation, but he is also the most powerful among the Abyss Lords.
One of those few.
The Destroyer Maronos is leading the most elite team of the Felwood Demon Legion to storm the Mount Hyjal position, while Azgaro is ordered to defend the retreat for his commander and is always ready to support him. As a powerful man,
Azgarro could easily feel the strong threat from the group of people in the sky. They were probably reinforcements brought by the night elves. He could not let these guys destroy Lord Malonos' war.
Amid the roar of the violent abyss lord, the frightened Ganger demon technicians kept firing into the sky at an almost crazy frequency. They did not pursue accuracy, but this covering artillery was almost perfect.
Blocked the flight wing's advance.
"The Legion will accomplish tonight what we should have done ten thousand years ago!"
Abyss Lord Azgarro is like a terrifying giant dragon crawling on the ground. It roars towards the sky. In its sinister and vicious eyes burning with evil fire, a cold light flashes away:
"We will destroy the night elves, and then the world... This time, no one can stop us!"
The devil's claws pulled down hard, and the abyss lord's innate magic engraved in the bone marrow was activated, and more than a dozen dark green meteorites roared down from the sky. In the barrage set off by the volley of evil energy shells, these dozen meteorites scattered
It smashed into the rescuers scattered in the sky, like a big net of destruction.
"Hahahahaha, no one can cross this line!"
Azgallo's thunderous voice resounded throughout the battlefield, causing the demons under his command to become frantic. They beat their chests toward the sky like a group of bloodthirsty and warlike gorillas.
"This won't work..."
Varian Wrynn, who was driving the royal griffon and constantly dodging fel cannonballs, gritted his teeth and shouted:
"I'm going to stop it! You... keep moving forward! Orcs, give me the bomb!"
Thrall heard Varian's roar. He grabbed the leather bag on the back of the wyvern and threw it to the human king. It was filled with more than a dozen special alchemy bombs. Varian took a deep breath and threw it to the human king.
The moment after another round of bombardment, the human king jumped from the saddle of the royal griffon in an "overturning" posture.
Like a meteor falling to the ground...
The fierce wind kept blowing Varian's cheek, but the fighting will of the top warrior was concentrated to the extreme at this moment. A red flame of anger wrapped around Varian's arm, and the human king wearing a black eagle fell down.
The speed is getting faster and faster. At a distance of 50 meters from the ground, Varian's arm suddenly swings out. The dozen alchemy bombs are like black raindrops, hitting the evil energy of the demons on the ground.
Artillery emplacement.
"Boom boom boom boom"
The flames that broke out on the ground brought up scorching air waves in the roar of the explosion. Varian, who was falling in the air, raised his arms and crossed them in front of his eyes. During the sound of his cloak, his whole body was filled with excitement.
He ran into the balls of flames that burst out from the ground.
"The road ahead is clear, keep moving forward!"
Shandris gritted her teeth and looked back at the ground. Varian was nowhere to be seen on the land wrapped in flames, but the elven generals who had fought alongside Varian believed that the brave and powerful king
He won't die here, let alone in the hands of a despicable demon.
"Let's move forward!"
General Feather Moon pulled up the reins, and the group roared forward. At the end of the team, Cain, the tauren chief, was riding a wyvern alone. Bloodhoof looked at the demon army that was beginning to gather on the ground. This powerful
The tauren warrior gritted his teeth, raised his head, looked at the orcs in front, and shouted:
"Fenris, Deadeye, you go! You must bring Orgrim back..."
"Kane! What are you going to do?"
Kilrogg. Dead Eye turned around and saw the tauren warrior grabbing the battle ax and untying the reins of the wyvern. Kane with a blue war-like face painted on his face. Bloodhoof responded loudly.
arrive:
"I'm going to help that human...I'm going to fight to the death with the warriors here! I'll be waiting here for news of your victory..."
"I am Cain Bloodhoof..."
The tauren chief jumped down from behind the flying dragon. He held a huge battle ax in his left hand and a steel shield in his right hand. His entire body descended rapidly in the air, accompanied by his low, bull-like roar:
"I...join the fight!"
"boom"
The high-level warrior's heroic jump in the air made Kane Bloodhoof hit the scorched demon battlefield like a huge meteor. When the tauren landed, he used the ancestral war trample move, carrying a huge
The kinetic tauren chief's full blow easily shattered the ground beneath his feet, shattering all the bones of the demon guards who were caught off guard.
"Bang"
The body of an eredar warlock was thrown at the feet of Varian, who was fighting fiercely with his sword. The human king shook off the War Destroyer with thunder and lightning in his hand. He turned around and saw Kane Bloodhoof who was like a war machine.
The same huge body appeared behind him, holding the head of a high-level destroyer in the hands of the tauren chief.
Kane threw the demon's head into the demon sea in front of him. He grabbed his battle ax and glanced at the thunderfire sword in Varian's hand. He snorted, and two streams of white gas blew out from his nostrils.
out:
"The weapons are good, the human king..."
"Would you like to have a competition to see who has killed more demons?"
Faced with this invitation, Varian shrugged. In the shadow behind him, a demon assassin quietly raised its dagger, wanting to sneak attack the human king. But the moment it raised the dagger, a sharper
Light lit up behind it, and the moment Valeela jumped out of the shadows, the head of the sneak attack demon assassin spun and hit the bloody battlefield.
The human king raised his sword and handed his back to his wife with confidence. He hooked his fingers at Kane. The gladiator king whispered:
"What's the point of killing these low-level demons..."
Varian raised his gaze and looked at the abyss lord Azgalo behind the battlefield in the distance. He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, with a hunter's light flashing in his eyes:
"Tauren, just bet with that demon lord's head! If I win, the tauren will become an ally of the human empire like the orcs!"
When Kane Bloodhoof heard this, he couldn't help but snorted:
"Hmph, what if you lose?"
"I don't think I'll lose, but if you do win by chance..."
Varian looked back at Kane:
"Then the Kingdom of Stormwind will do its best to help the Bloodhoof clan regain your ancestral land in Desolation... Look, what a good condition, do you really not want to take a chance?"
The tauren chief moved his shoulders and breathed a sigh of relief. Red bloodshot eyes began to appear in his always gentle eyes. The war instinct of a top warrior began to awaken in his body. Under Varian's gaze, Kane
Taking a step forward, the warrior's anger ignited crazily on his body, like a ball of flaming armor.
Kane glanced at Varian beside him, and the tauren had a rare bloodthirsty smile on his lips:
"I bet! Varian...but that's the same thing, I don't think...I will lose!"
After the words fell, the charge was launched. The ground beneath Kane Bloodhoof's feet cracked open as if it had been hit by a cannonball. Amid the splashes of mud, Kane's body was wrapped in the fire of anger. Wherever he went, Kane. Bloodhoof was fierce.
The demons seemed to be hit by a battering ram. The front line composed of the tall demon guards was easily torn apart, and their torn bodies were thrown into the air.
The tauren chief, who had completely unleashed his anger, was like the most terrifying killing machine in the world. With his deep roar, the demons almost fled in all directions.
"Hey, my Varian, you've got yourself a good opponent...but I still think you're going to win."
Valeera kissed Varian on the cheek, then played with her dagger, stepped into the shadows, and said to her husband:
"Go and fight...let them see your edge..."
"Fur..."
Varian moved his wrist, and then lifted up the War Destroyer inserted in front of his eyes. A wisp of blood-red light flashed in his eyes. Amidst the splashes of white and blue thunder and fire, Varian's unparalleled momentum
The charge was like a sharp blade tearing apart the earth, rushing into the demonic army formation in front of him from another direction.
From the sky, two sharp rays of light, one red and one blue, were like the sharpest files, easily tearing open the demon army at the end of Felwood Forest. They were staggering forward, and their target was the huge hill.
Lord of the Abyss.
And Azgaro also felt the burning fighting spirit. This bellicose demon lord grabbed his double-headed halberd, and the evil fire burning on its inverted triangular head became more noisy.
He impatiently waved his halberd and cut the demon in front of him into two pieces. Like a moving hill, he took the initiative to walk towards the two mortals who didn't know how to live or die. In the midst of the blood splattering, Azgalo was tyrannical.
The sound echoed across the battlefield:
"Come on! Challenge me!"
"Come and challenge the Legion! Come and challenge the destruction! Come and challenge the power!"
"I can't wait to tear you apart..."
This blood-soaking scene on the battlefield completely fell into the reflection of another world. Tyrion leaned on his death throne. He watched the scene in front of him with interest, as if he was observing the final battle.
A perfect gladiatorial battle. Of course, the great lord did not forget the silent figure standing next to him. He asked softly without looking back:
