A thousand monsters followed Ye Fan and rushed toward the west of the secret realm of the temple.
As you continue to go deeper, a spire appears in the distance. You can use your mental power to find out that it is not a spire, but a palace towering into the clouds.
This palace is very Western in color. The towering tip of the palace looks like a long sword piercing the clouds.
Below is a gray rectangular palace. Although it only has three floors, each floor seems to be thousands of meters high.
The entire palace is three to four kilometers long and is so large that its outline can be seen dozens of miles away.
"Saw it!"
Bai Ze was overjoyed, "Ye Xiaoyou, we have arrived at our destination!"
"whereabouts!"
Ye Fan shouted in a low voice.
Hundreds of monster beasts put away their original forms and quickly fell to the ground.
"Lord Ye Huang, what should we do next?"
Ying Long asked in a low voice.
"According to my previous plan, everyone changed their forms and sneaked into the temple quietly!"
Ye Fan smiled mysteriously.
"yes!"
Yinglong nodded and shouted in a deep voice to the hundreds of people behind him: "Transform!"
Suddenly, hundreds of dragons roared softly, and all of them turned into small snakes.
Hundreds of small snakes burrowed into the ground and quickly swarmed towards the temple.
"Let's not be idle anymore and let's go!"
Bai Ze waved, and hundreds of people behind him roared, turned into a group of small earth dragons, and ran towards the temple.
Kun Pengzi turned into a black bird, and the tribesmen behind him did the same, like a flock of crows, rushing toward the temple.
Ye Fan was not idle either. He spread his wings behind his back, his skin all over his body was ink-colored, and he raised his head and flew into the clouds in the sky.
At this time, it was getting late, and the clouds were thick and dark. He dived into the clouds to hide, and it was impossible to detect it without spending a lot of mental energy to search carefully.
Ye Fan came to the top of the temple and quickly fell along the spire-like column.
Finally, he came to a window sill.
There was a fierce sound of fighting below the temple. Ye Fan spread his mental power and his expression suddenly condensed.
Because at the entrance of the temple, ten or twenty thousand weird creatures and human warriors were strangled together.
The ground was dyed red with blood. Those human warriors were not afraid of death and broke through several lines of defense. They had already reached the gate of the temple.
Within a five-kilometer radius around the temple, there are all corpses of monsters, at least three to four hundred thousand.
Humanity, however, only lost less than 60,000 people and moved the battle line outside the temple.
At this time, the number of those weird creatures was far less than that of human warriors. In addition, their combat effectiveness was far inferior to that of human warriors, and they had become turtles in a urn.
"Annihilation!"
The giant man in golden armor at the head held up a giant sword and took the lead in rushing into the monster group.
His strength is extremely strong, not inferior to the strongest tauren warrior in the tribe, and with the defensive blessing of the golden armor, the attacks of those monsters have no effect on him.
He kills monsters like chopping melons and vegetables.
The human warriors became more courageous as they fought, while the monsters were retreating steadily.
Finally, they entered the temple! "Hoo!"
Earl Bolton took a long breath and pulled out the giant sword from the monster's body.
"My Lord Count!"
Mai Ruowen, covered in blood, quickly came to Earl Burton's side.
Although he was a mage, he also fought bloody battles on the front line and gave Earl Burton great help.
"Is this the temple?"
Earl Burton was panting and walked into the garden outside the temple.
"good!"
Mai Ruowen nodded, "The last treasure is inside!"
"Is there any danger next?"
Earl Burton asked in a deep voice.
"This..." Mai Ruowen looked a little unnatural, "My lord, I don't know either."
"In that case, let's repair it for an hour."
Earl Burton did not blame McRuven.
After all, no one has ever set foot on the last level of the temple in thousands of years, and even the omniscient Mage Tower messenger Mai Ruowen cannot possibly know about it.
"good!"
Mai Ruowen responded and immediately went to arrange for the army to repair.
The garden of the temple is very large, covering an area of tens of thousands of square meters, which is as large as three or four football fields.
Not to mention the remaining 40,000 horses, even 100,000 would be more than enough to accommodate them.
On the highest floor of the temple, several phantoms gathered together. Next to them was a row of long tables with many treasures placed on them.
At the center are three books.
"Haha, these little dolls are too careful."
A shadow looked out the window with a faint smile.
"They don't know yet that they have completed our test and can take the reward at any time."
Another phantom nodded in agreement, "As long as they take away the rewards, our human strength in World of Warcraft will be greatly improved.
Maybe, a new true god warrior will appear in our camp soon!"
"Azeroth is the world we care about most. If those guys in Draenor hadn't interfered with it, Azeroth would have become our biggest helper.
In this way, our power in this world will also increase a lot!"
"So what if those guys from Draenor interfere?
We will be able to destroy them sooner or later, and the final victory in the war must belong to us, the pioneers of Azeroth!"
The shadows laughed loudly without any scruples.
Obviously, their conversation will not spread, and there is no need to worry about being heard by the human warriors below.
"Creak!"
"Huh...huh..." At this moment, the window not far away suddenly opened, and gusts of cold wind blew in from the outside.
Several black figures were suddenly startled.
"who is it?"
"Why did the window open?"
"Davis, did you just open the window?"
"No, it's not me!"
The shadows became nervous and looked around cautiously.
"Everyone, don't be nervous. I have something to ask you."
At this moment, a figure slowly appeared in the dark corner above.
His whole body was pitch black, with a pair of strange black wings spread out behind his back. He looked strange or strange.
"Um?"
A black shadow slowly rose into the sky, and its figure expanded instantly, reaching a height of tens of meters in the blink of an eye.
In the dark shadow, a solemn face appeared.
The eyes are sunken and the bridge of the nose is high, very similar to Western white people.
Ye Fan looked at this face and was suddenly a little surprised.
"Let me go, are you Antonidas?
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"you know me?"
The black shadow was shocked.
Ye Fan looked at him, then at a few other black figures, and suddenly slapped his forehead, "Damn it, Dalaran Kirin Tor Organization!"
As soon as these words came out, the remaining five people all exclaimed.
"You...who are you?
!”
"How do you know us?
!”
"That's it, that's it!"
Ye Fan wanted to understand many things at this moment.
It seems that the Warcraft games in this world and the Earth world do have many common features.
Not to mention anything else, the Dalaran Kirin Tor organization alone is almost exactly the same.
Ye Fan's expression became solemn.
"It turns out that this is really a wonderful game..."