Muradin Bronzebeard, wearing a full set of armor, stood on top of a black steam tank that was molded into the head of a plate-horned goat. Amidst the falling snowflakes, he pointed to the far side of the snow-flowing plain, to the other side of the ten thousand-foot ravine.
The palace on the huge steel wall on the side, he said to the leaders from all ethnic groups behind him:
"That's the Hall of Lightning! Loken's hiding place!"
Behind this huge army armed with tanks and siege engines, on the battlefield that had quieted down, there were craters everywhere caused by artillery shells. The smell of gunpowder smoke had not yet dissipated, but the hustle and bustle before
But the ground has begun to be covered with snow again, and the steel fragments scattered on the battlefield are the remains of the Iron Soldiers of the Stormcast Legion who rushed out of the Hall of Lightning.
These once glorious defenders of the world fell here in a very dishonorable manner. No light could be seen in their cold bodies. After losing their righteous temperament thousands of years ago, these warriors made of steel have read
Fallen into a servant of the rebels.
They are no longer noble...
Their remains were collected by the dwarves and put into the forge of the base camp, where they were melted into molten iron with the best quality. The most elite war craftsmen of the dwarves were forging day and night, creating sets of exquisite pieces that represented the
The armor and weapons of the God's War Glory were distributed to the surviving soldiers. This was not only an honor, but also a recognition and a reward.
It's more of a protection...
Only armor made of such thunder-cast steel can protect soldiers from dying tragically due to the disadvantages of armor and weapons when fighting against those steel soldiers.
It is said that such a set of ferocious-looking and extremely practical thunder-cast armor has become the new favorite of many nobles in the continent of Kalimdor. In the singing of countless bards, such weapons have become
A symbol of courage, it also calls on more passionate young people to spontaneously go to the continent of Northrend and participate in this battle of the century.
The last time such a scene appeared was during the Great Battlefield of Silithus... That time, the warriors also wanted to save the world.
"Tonight!"
"We'll party all night long at the Lightning Hall!"
Muradin raised the warhammer in his hand high, and the coalition commander's deep shout resounded throughout the forward position:
"Now! Attack!"
"Boom, boom, boom"
Following Muradin's shout, the artillery positions that had been deployed on this side of the cliff began to fire wildly. The artillery shells dragging black smoke and red flames roared across the cliff below as if it had been cut by a sharp blade, and finally struck hard.
Smashing hard on the steel city wall of Ulduar, this dense artillery fire suppressed the long-range weapons of the Stormcast soldiers guarding the entrance to the Lightning Hall. Those ancient spray weapons soon attacked the mortals.
It was completely destroyed under the insane intensity of firepower.
Under the cover of our own artillery fire, a dozen huge airships carried the bravest assault troops. Under the leadership of Muradin, Tyrande and Garrosh, they began to land on the bitterly cold Ulduar city wall.
They were going to conduct a quick surprise attack and kill the traitor to the gods in his palace before Loken could escape back to Ulduar.
Mortals always look at the legendary stories handed down from the era of gods with respect and fear, but when they really get into the legends of the gods, they suddenly discover that the servants of the gods are not invincible... If
The servants of the gods are just like that, so does that mean that the fangs of mortals can also touch the noble gods?
And those who can be defeated by mortals who unite...are they really qualified to be called gods?
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"Quick! Quick! Get all the soldiers into the sentry posts!"
In the front hall of the Lightning Hall, the heavily armed Thundercast General Biagri shouted loudly that under his command, all the steel soldiers stationed in the Lightning Hall were running in the vast temple. These are
The Praetorian Guards of Loken, the Keeper of Wisdom, are also the most elite warriors of the Stormcast Legion.
It's a pity that their number is too small...
General Biagri, who is loyal to Loken, has heard the roar and vibration coming from the walls of Ulduar outside the Hall of Lightning. This means that those rebellious and crazy mortals are already trying to attack the palace of the Creator. This
What an unforgivable sin! So rampant!
But what this group of flesh-and-blood mortals have accomplished in the past 15 days has also surprised General Biagri, who has experienced the Lord's War, and even shocked him!
The Iron Legion, which had been invincible and defeated the dark empire built by the ancient gods under the command of the Guardian, was actually defeated by a group of ant-like mortals on the front battlefield!
Less than one-tenth of the 5,000 steel soldiers sent out escaped, and the rest were buried under the cold storm of Storm Cliff, and were even forged into weapons and armor by those lunatic mortals...
This made General Biagli extremely angry. However, before his sanctions came, those bold mortals actually began to actively attack this sacred place.
"Bury them here!"
The general of the Iron Vrykul roared, and his attendant handed him a heavy battle axe. The brave general raised his weapon. He stood on the suspended bridge of the Lightning Hall. Under him, he could see the
Under the bridge, there are as many as two legions of Stormcast soldiers who have not yet been activated densely packed on the ground at the bottom of the Lightning Hall!
That was the Guard Army that took the initiative to enter a shutdown state after the end of the Lord's War. Originally, after the war with mortals started, General Biagri would command these legions to crush those mortals. Unfortunately, those cunning flesh and blood
The ants used despicable methods to lock down the control of these two steel legions, which reduced the military strength of the Lightning Hall to a very dangerous level.
General Vrykul has tried to explain this problem to the great Loken several times. Unfortunately, the Guardian of Wisdom Loken does not seem to care about this... Since waking up this time, the once wise and gentle Guardian of Wisdom seems to have
Becoming more hazy, he would mysteriously disappear in the Lightning Hall from time to time, and no one knew where he went...
But the behavior of the master cannot be evaluated by a loyal general. All he can do is to arrange the remaining soldiers in various positions in the temple to prevent those arrogant mortals from disturbing the great master's thinking, and then... he
I will stick to my post until I die!
"哐"
A loud explosion interrupted General Biagri's thoughts. He raised his head and saw a slender elf holding a double-edged scythe rushing into him with a group of elf soldiers wearing heavy armor.
Outside the defensive line, the elf was wearing a silver war dress, and her cheeks were tattooed with some kind of weird lines. As she walked, a halo like a moon veil shrouded her body, making her look...
Like a warrior wrapped in a halo.
A dozen steel soldiers tried to prevent this woman from entering the battle line in the hall, but the next moment they rushed towards the elf, as the war sickle in the elf's hand was flying, more than a dozen scattered starlights fell from the sky, like howling.
Like cannonballs, they hit the heads of the soldiers. The mysterious magic petrified them on the spot, and then they were chopped into pieces by the weapons of the soldiers following the elf.
This scene made General Biagri very angry. The brave Iron Vrykul roared, pulled out a huge battle ax from behind, and rushed towards the elf commander in front of him while thunder and lightning flashed.
"Bang"
The battle ax with great power, which was swung down by the wind of wind and thunder, was easily blocked by Tyrande with the Luna Scythe in his hand. A layer of moon veil covered Tyrande's body, making the Dark Moon War God
Possessing almost unparalleled power, and being tempered by the flames of war, Tyrande's originally sparse martial arts became elegant and dangerous.
Her green braid was floating, and between the collision of their weapons, the steel ground under the Dark Moon God of War showed signs of being torn apart, while the former Priest of the Moon looked in front of him with an indifferent gaze.
General Iron Vrykul, she spoke fluent Titan in a hoarse voice:
"Lay down your arms! General of the Guardians..."
"You are on the wrong path, but Elune will give you a chance to atone... put down your weapons! I'm only going to say it once!"
"Elune?"
General Biagri is not a fool who knows nothing. As a Stormcast soldier who participated in the War of Overlord, he also knows some secrets about Azeroth. He knows that Elune is the world of Azeroth.
The name of the spirit in the world means that he can theoretically be regarded as one of the lords of the guardians like him. However, the order given to him by Loken did not include laying down his weapons and surrendering.
"哐"
The blue magic patterns on General Biagri's body shone, and dazzling lightning flashed on his body and weapons. The 5-meter-tall steel giant swung his battle ax, and in the burst of power,
Tyrande, who was like an ant in front of her eyes, was knocked away. The Dark Moon War God rolled quickly in the air for several weeks, and finally landed lightly in front of her elven army. She changed the double-edged scythe to her left hand, and then looked at
In front of him was General Vyku holding his weapon high.
Biagri saw a killing intent in the eyes of the Elune warrior in front of him, and he knew that this might be his last battle.
But as a loyal warrior, he is not afraid of this result...
"Soldiers!"
Biagri raised the battle ax filled with thunder and lightning high, and his thunderous roar resounded throughout the battlefield:
"Protect the Creator! Keep fighting!"
"Stubborn!"
Undisguised murderous intent shone in Tyrande's eyes that seemed to be painted with smoky makeup. Elune told her what was in Ulduar, and Luna also showed her what would happen to Ulduar in the event of a crisis.
What kind of impact will the outbreak have on the world? Tyrande truly came with the mission of saving the protoss. She doesn’t have much time to waste with this group of die-hard steel soldiers who are foolishly loyal to the betrayers of the gods.
.
"kill!"
Tyrande gave an order, and the brave elves who followed her, wearing heavy thunder armor and holding heavy weapons, acted like the most courageous warriors. Under the leadership of Tyrande, they rushed towards the steel warriors.
Ku people, after these slender and weak elves suffered disasters and re-armed themselves with correct beliefs, the sharp fangs they exposed were no weaker than orcs or humans...
While the elves fought to the death with the Iron Vrykul, deeper in the Lightning Hall and beside the furnace of the flame giant Volkan, the dwarves were also blocked by powerful enemies.
The vicious giant with a huge body made of rocks in front of him, but his whole body was wrapped with scorching flames, was constantly awakening the golems made of rocks. These rock creatures without self-awareness blocked the dwarves from advancing in a suicidal manner.
route, and the Fire Giants are also the creations of the Titan Guardians, although their number is much smaller than the Ice Giants in the Storm Peaks.
Of course, what's even worse is the storm giants. These legendary giants are about to be exterminated.
Unlike ice giants who have the ability to shape ice, fire giants are natural forgers. Their huge bodies contain blazing flames. They are like the best craftsmen, able to create the best with the forging hammer in their hands.
Perfect stone warriors, but fire giants are inherently cunning. After Loken started the rebellion, they were the first Titan creations to actively follow the betrayers.
When Loken planned to massacre the vrykul and earth elves, these cruel fire giants were the black hands who aided him.
"Flesh and blood, shatter!"
The furnace shaper Volkan let out a cry of cruel joy while pulling the chain, pouring down the molten iron above the hall, completely melting the unprepared warriors to the ground. This cruel way of death made the flame giant
There was another burst of wild laughter.
This angered Muradin. The dwarf prince swung his war hammer and easily smashed the golem blocking the way. He roared and rushed towards Volkan beside the forge. The cruel flame giant saw the raider, but
He did not panic. When Muradin rushed to the forge, Volkan laughed wildly and pushed the forge down. The next moment, the slag flame with a terrifying temperature of nearly 10,000 degrees completely engulfed the short Muradin.
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"Hahahaha! Stupid flesh and blood life...how dare you enter this sacred temple! Die, die!"
However, just as its wild laughter echoed in the forge hall, a short figure stood up in the terrifying slag flames.
Muradin, whose armor was melted all over his body, reached out and threw aside the melted armor on his body. He raised his head, and a trace of human ridicule flashed across his diamond face. The next moment, the body of the diamond dwarf expanded rapidly.
, like an inflated balloon, with the blessing of the King of the Hill's frantic fighting state, Muradin was grabbed from behind by the hanging beard of the flame giant. Amidst Volkan's terrified screams, the diamond dwarf casually
Grab the hot forging hammer and smash it down hard.
"哐"
Amidst the sound of his skull shattering, Muradin lifted up Volkan's flattened head. He looked at the cheering dwarves in front of him and shouted:
"Continue the attack! Warriors!"
"Loken's evil servants can't stop us! And the evil god... can't stop us either!"
