Over the Permian Icefield, thick pillars of dark energy soared into the sky, and clouds within a hundred miles gathered, turning the sky into darkness.
A series of shrill screams of demons and ferocious howls of monsters came from the distant sky. The Burning Legion was ready to fight. They had expected that the coalition forces would launch a general attack at this time, using offense to counter defense. Naturally,
The defending side has the advantage.
"Sewen, order to launch a general attack..." Malfurion looked at the energy flow in the distance and said with a gloomy expression.
More than a hundred flags were waved together, the horn of charge was blown, and millions of coalition soldiers were divided into thousands of square formations and rushed towards the Dark Portal from all directions.
Goblin warriors driving chariots, the dwarf king wielding a sledgehammer, elf hunters riding cheetahs, human knights riding griffins, from the sky to the ground, densely packed and endless, the battle line stretches for dozens of kilometers, and the iron cavalry passes by
Wherever they go, they step on the ice sheet and pull out the rolling snow dragon, which is as powerful as a rainbow.
At this time, the black clouds in the distance suddenly turned into a thick blood color, and strong winds swept across the sky and the earth. In the depths of the blood clouds, suddenly there was a huge vortex rapidly rotating outwards, and a demon with wings on its back appeared. He looked at the charging
The Alliance army had a trace of sarcasm on their fangs.
He is the Dread Lord Gray Ganis, one of the four seventh-level warriors of the Burning Legion.
"Go to hell"
Gray roared wildly, raised his gray claws above his head, and thousands of red flames rushed down from the clouds, his skill - Hellfire.
The raging flames gathered into a rolling fireball, and the fireball dragged out a long and gorgeous flame tail, falling like a meteor.
With the deafening explosion, the ground trembled and the ice sheet cracked. More than a dozen flaming stone men stood up from the ice cave. They tore apart the alliance's formation unstoppably, rampaging like chariots, and the soldiers who bore the brunt were directly burned to death.
Fly ash.
The Terror Blade looked at Gray in the blood cloud. He stretched out his tongue and licked the Wangshuo Demon Blade in his hand. His red pupils flashed with excitement and bloodlust, "Leave this guy to me."
"Be careful." Malfurion glanced at the terrifying blade with a complicated expression and sighed slightly in his heart.
At this time, on an iceberg on the flank of the coalition forces, a team composed of Ling, Meilin, Siyou and others also quietly approached the battlefield.
Merlin frowned as he looked at the densely packed Burning Legion demons at the foot of the mountain. In the fierce collision between the two torrents, their small group of people was just a small wave. If they were not careful, they would be wiped out.
"Yao Ji, analyze the opponent's weak points." Ling gave the order calmly. He is the captain of this eight-person team.
A rather enchanting-looking woman responded, closed her eyes and began to analyze the distribution of strength on the battlefield. She was the team member who focused on perception. Although she was not strong, her importance in the team was second only to the captain. She
They are the eyes of the team.
"...There are two strong men of level 4 or above who are seven kilometers away from the clock and twelve kilometers away from the nine o'clock direction. In addition, it is extremely safe within a radius of fifteen kilometers." Enchantress relies on her special detection skills to cover the range of perception.
To a range of fifteen kilometers, this is unmatched by ordinary third-level powerhouses.
"Understood, keep an eye on the location of these two people and report them as soon as they leave." Ling remained calm.
"Captain, when do we start?" asked a strong man holding a heavy sword. He kept rubbing the armor with the heavy sword. This was a habit he had developed before the war to accumulate fighting spirit. As he had experienced many times in the final test
Warriors in life and death situations. Although these warriors are a little nervous when facing such a scene, they will never be afraid.
"When they start fighting first, we'll wait for an opportunity to take action." Ling said calmly.
While Ling issued the order, Siyou quietly turned around and looked into the distance in a daze. There was no fear on her face, but instead there was a hint of longing and a touch of melancholy.
Under the cover of billowing blood clouds, the entire sky turned scarlet, the wind roared, and waves of blood surged into the sky.
The skeleton army of the Scourge Legion was like a raging gray-white torrent, rushing directly into the coalition formation. The demons roared, the horses neighed, and for a while, the heart-breaking sound of sharp weapons scraping bones could be heard. Bones flew, swords broke, and halberds broke.
, the whole picture is filled with vast gray, the air is stagnated with thick murderous aura, blood bursts out, and the scarlet color is dazzling. Everything makes people feel suffocated and depressed out of thin air, which is a feeling of being on the verge of death.
At this time, in the high altitude, the terrifying blade was already facing Gray Ganis. He spread his wings and floated in the air. This was the first time he encountered a master of the same level after advancing to the seventh level.
"Are you the guy who betrayed Lord Kil'jaeden?" Gray laughed ferociously, looking at the terrifying blade with a dead look in his eyes, "Killed Brutalus's beast, absorbed its essence and advanced to the seventh level.
, it’s really yours.”
"Oh, so that pig-like thing is Brutalus's domestic beast?" Terror Blade raised his eyebrows, with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth, "The spirit is pretty good, but the body is a bit useless, compared to it
The master is quite worthy of me, and it is barely used to improve my strength. It is just a waste."
Gray laughed angrily when he heard Terror Blade's arrogant tone, "Okay, okay, I'm going to die if you, who have just entered the seventh level, can stir up any waves."
Gray grabbed it with both claws in the air, and a ray of void energy pierced the terrifying sharp blade's spiritual sea like a sharp cone.
Gray has absolute confidence in his own strength. After all, he has reached the seventh level for thousands of years, and the Terror Blade was only able to advance to the seventh level a few years ago. Even if they are both at the seventh level, the gap between the heroes is very big.
Huge, a peak seventh-level warrior known as a demigod can easily kill heroes who have just entered the seventh level.
But Terror Blade is an exception. When he was at the peak of the sixth level, he already had the strength to challenge the authority of the seventh-level powerhouse.
He faced the void energy without hesitation, and the wide Wangshuo Demon Blade shone with a dazzling red light...
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While the battle between the coalition forces and the Burning Legion was in full swing, Extreme Cold Ghost had been closing his eyes to rest, quietly waiting for the fateful decisive battle.
"Teacher, you are indeed here. If it weren't for your soul mark, I really wouldn't have recognized you." An evil magical voice sounded in the ears of the extreme cold ghost. The owner of the voice was a slender man with a slim figure.
A lich with only bones left.
The arctic ghost slowly opened his eyes, "Have you reincarnated into a lich? You turned into ashes and I recognize you, Kalinaji? Deathstroke."
