The night in the Aryan Desert was exceptionally clear, with a slanting moon hanging in the gorgeous starry sky. Although the light was weak, the warriors present were all elite among the job-changers, so their vision was not greatly affected in the dark night.
The night in the desert was extremely cold, and it was already late autumn, so the warriors' armor was even covered with frost. However, for job changers, this coldness was nothing. At this time, a hundred thousand warriors were like statues made of iron.
Standing tall in the desert, there is no other sound on the battlefield except the sound of hunting flags blowing in the wind. The cold light of the halberd and steel sword under the moonlight shows a solemn killing intent.
Malfurion sat cross-legged in the center of the army as steadily as an ancient bell. He placed the staff of the World Tree flat on his knees, closed his eyes and concentrated. Behind him were the leaders of all forces and the sixth-level powerhouses.
, although these people are usually men of influence who remain calm despite the collapse of the mountain, but at this time, facing the pressure of Deathwing, they can no longer maintain their usual composure.
As for Gu Nansheng, he was meditating behind the army. Facing the upcoming decisive battle, he would be lying if he said he was calm, but after all, he had experienced such life and death battles many times, so he could still ensure that his fighting spirit would not be affected.
Akasha had been waiting quietly by Gu Nansheng's side. Although she looked calm, her slightly heavy breathing and slightly undulating breasts revealed the tension in her heart at this time.
Time passed by, and at a certain moment, Gu Nansheng suddenly opened his eyes. His right hand clasped the hilt of Frostmourne's sword, and a feeling of flesh and blood suddenly came from Frostmourne.
Deathwing is finally here
After a while, Malfurion also slowly opened his old eyes. He glanced at the vast night sky in the south. For some reason, he suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. This feeling made Malfurion frown slightly.
Wrinkle, his premonitions have always been accurate. Did he overlook something in this war?
Malfurion turned his head and glanced in the direction of Gu Nansheng. Although there were layers of obstacles, he could still feel the fighting spirit from the energy emanating from Gu Nansheng, which made the old man worried but also felt a little relieved.
A few minutes later, a vague black shadow gradually appeared in the southern sky. The black shadow was only the size of a bat at first, but after a few tens of seconds, it covered the sky and covered the earth, with high-pitched dragon roars coming from time to time. The fourth
The pinnacle battle of the war finally kicked off at this moment
"Fight." Malfurion asked Sewen to give the order to charge. The only option to fight the black dragon was aerial combat, so non-class changers were not even qualified to go to the battlefield.
One hundred thousand warriors flew into the sky riding various war horses. The Black Dragon Legion was now close at hand. The warriors could clearly see the ferocious dragon horns and sharp dragon teeth of the black dragons.
Serwen rode the gryphon and took the lead. When the black dragon army entered the shooting range, Serwen waved his sword and the Storm Hammer came out with brilliant lightning.
"A volley of muskets"
Following Serwin's order, the Troll Spearmen began to be violent and threw out the spears in their hands. With the sound of whistling sharp blades piercing the air, the sharp spears almost blocked the starlight in the sky, and they shot down like a storm.
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"roar"
The black dragons opened their bloody mouths one after another, and balls of black flame breath rolled up against the spears. Most of the spears were burned to ashes immediately after encountering the breath. Only a few spears blessed by the enchanter passed through the black dragons.
The breath carried long black flames and pierced into the flesh and blood of the black dragons. Some black dragons were directly pierced by multiple spears, rolling and falling from high altitudes.
Seeing seven or eight black dragons tumbling and falling, Sewen was not happy but worried. He found incredibly that there was not a drop of blood from these dead black dragons, and what made him even more uneasy was that the energy emanating from these black dragons seemed to be entrained.
Mindful of a hint of the undead
Could it be that what they are fighting against now is a group of dragon corpses?
This sudden thought made Sewen uneasy. If Deathwing could summon the corpse dragon, then they would lose this war miserably.
Before Sewen had time to think about it, the Black Dragon Legion launched a fierce counterattack. Waves of surging dragon breath rolled out. For a moment, the billowing black flames almost ignited the entire night sky. The coalition soldiers drove their war horses to shuttle and dodge in the flames.
However, the black flames were too dense, and a large number of warriors were engulfed by the flames because they could not avoid them. Sewen had to temporarily put aside his plan to send a message to Malfurion and concentrate on dealing with the current attack.
"Suicide bat, self-destruction attack" Huskar threw out the throwing gun in his hand and roared the order.
Karin Bloodhoof crushed the scroll without hesitation. As the brilliant magical light flashed, blue and white lightning lit up on each suicide bat. They immediately rushed towards the Black Dragon Legion at a terrifying speed.
With the sound of flesh and blood exploding, a rain of blood rose in the sky. The black dragon that was sucked into the whirlpool was blown to pieces and turned into pieces of meat and fell...
However, the strange thing is that there is no trace of blood on the broken corpses of these black dragons.
"Corpse dragon?" This time, Malfurion and many strong men around him noticed this phenomenon, and their hearts immediately sank. If they were fighting only the corpse dragon controlled by Deathwing,
This means that there are tens of thousands of black dragons behind these corpse dragons, and they have no chance of winning at all.
Moreover, where did Deathwing summon the Corpse Dragon from? Can it be summoned infinitely? If so, their plan to use attrition tactics to kill Deathwing will come to naught.
Malfurion's face turned ugly. He finally knew what the uneasiness he felt before came from. He couldn't figure out where Deathwing got the corpse dragon. You must know that controlling the corpse dragon not only requires strong mental power, but also
The summoner needs to have extremely high attainments in undead magic. In the past 20,000 years in the Duota Continent, only a few people have the ability to control corpse dragons. For example, the frost dragon created by the Lich King is also a type of corpse dragon.
Although Deathwing has strong mental power, he is not an undead person. How did he develop the method of controlling the corpse dragon? Is it Kel'Thuzad?
Malfurion's heart suddenly twitched when he thought of this. Kel'Thuzad was the Lich King's proud disciple, and it goes without saying that he was accomplished in undead magic. Moreover, in the ten thousand years since the death of the Lich King, Kel'Thuzad
He has been hiding in the necropolis above Naxxramas. If he concentrates on studying the technique of summoning the corpse dragon based on the Lich King's notes, he may not be unable to succeed. Of course, due to Kel'Thuzad's own lack of strength, he cannot control the corpse dragon, but he
You can teach Deathwing the method, or simply use Deathwing's power to complete the summoning.
If that were the case, the situation would be extremely bad. With tens of thousands of corpse dragons plus tens of thousands of black dragons, the number of enemies would reach fifty or sixty thousand. So how could they kill Deathwing?
