Demons are not afraid of death because the core of their soul [soul core] is in the hands of the big boss Sargeras.
Once their physical bodies are destroyed, they can return to the Twisting Void to reshape their physical bodies and be resurrected again.
This is based on the premise that the soul is not seriously damaged.
The soul core is the core, but it is not the whole of the soul. Most of the soul body is lost outside and cannot be recovered, so the resurrection will be very long and most of the memory will be lost.
At that time, ‘I’ will no longer be ‘myself’.
This is what the devil fears most.
Obviously, the opposing space fleet perfectly targeted this.
The demons don't know how this mysterious fleet did it. The only thing that can be confirmed is that the opponent is definitely the life and death enemy of the Burning Legion.
"Fight back! Fight back!"
"Call for support!"
"What are the fleets behind doing to eat? Hurry up and get in!"
No one knows how many demons there are in the Burning Legion. Some say it is four trillion. Some say it is ten trillion. There are different opinions, but no one is sure.
In fact, even President Sa himself doesn't know how many subordinates he has, let alone other high-level demons.
The Burning Legion is composed of nine major demon races, including the Eredar, Fel Lords, and Shivalra. In addition to the core demon races, there are also a large number of vassal races such as imps, demon hounds, and void demons.
The core race does not take the vassals seriously, and the boss does not take the younger brothers seriously. The whole legion is a kind of law of the jungle, where the boss controls the subordinate leaders, and the small boss then recruits a bunch of younger brothers to come out to burn, kill and loot for the boss.
One thing can be confirmed, the number of demons is indeed measured in [hundred million], and then...
There are so many spaceships!
Just after 70% to 80% of these spaceships were destroyed, about 20,000 kilometers away from the main battlefield, more green transition lights appeared.
A group of fifteen thousand demon warships arrived.
The important point is the battleships, not the number of demons.
There are at least four figures of demons, big and small, in each battleship.
"McDonald's, can your friend withstand it?" Alexstrasza's voice was a little cautious. Not to mention the second batch, the first batch alone has exceeded the upper limit of what the entire Red Dragon Legion can bear. The entire
In the space battlefield, it depends on whether McDonald's reinforcements are strong enough.
"I know." McDonald looked at this scene with an expressionless face. He even had time to touch Ysera's head, and then smiled: "The Burning Legion is indeed strong, but it just so happens that my
Friends are also very strong.”
In line with his declaration.
Those who were watching this scene closely immediately noticed the new changes in the sky - literally, another batch of interstellar battleships jumped over.
One by one, the huge shadows turned from virtual to real.
Those are space battleships with a very Stratholme style——
Generally speaking, space battleships are often designed to be more... round for the sake of balance. Because the output of each engine of the spacecraft is different, if the balance is not adjusted well, it will keep spinning.
This batch of battleships ignores this law of the universe with its unique technology tree.
For example, the ship in the Royal Study's magic mirror surveillance screen: a five-kilometer-long giant ship with four artillery decks, and the stern is as tall as a building. On the deck, the caliber exceeds thirty meters, but there are only thick cannons less than one hundred meters long.
The pipe is reminiscent of the mortars of Azeroth's old days.
The hull of the ship is covered with gold-trimmed reliefs, giving it an extremely flashy and showy look.
It is obvious that this fleet is not on the same path as the previous fleet.
When the fleet deployed in formation, it immediately used artillery with slightly different technology trees to involve the newly arrived demon fleet into a storm of destruction.
Is the strange fleet that suddenly appeared a friendly force?
Longmian Temple and the top leaders of the alliance were dumbfounded.
Cannons don't lie!
The two mysterious fleets expressed their positions in the simplest and most straightforward way.
"What is going on?" During the throne meeting, the leaders who received the news sent inquiries one after another.
The leader was of course Tyrande who was pushed out.
Not to mention that Tyrande gave birth to a child for McDormand, just looking at the majestic and trembling large Hyjal Peak, McDonough couldn't refuse.
In the magic mirror group connected to the Throne Conference, McDonald said: "Don't worry, everyone, those are the allies I brought in. The Burning Legion has destroyed thousands of planets, and I can't bear to see how many of them exist.
We have a common enemy. Sir Velen, do you agree?"
"Of course." Viren nodded vigorously.
Not many people noticed the sparkle in Viren's eyes.
In fact, the old magic stick cursed in his heart: I believed your evil. If I had known there were such powerful forces in the universe, why would I have taken refuge in this group of primitive people like your alliance?
Even if the draenei were poor, they were once wealthy. Even if they lost most of their technological civilization, those star battleships would not lie to anyone.
At this moment, Sally Whitemane, who was in charge of communications in the Throne Conference, suddenly raised her hand and said in a trembling voice: "Report! There is an external communication request for access."
"External?" Magnil was stunned for a moment.
If it was an old acquaintance like Wyrmrest Temple, Sally would definitely not use the word 'external'.
Khadgar frowned: "What kind of communication?"
"The one that uses arcane energy is exactly the same as our magic communication system. It comes from... outer space."
This is the most shocking thing.
"Connect." McDonald said calmly.
A few seconds later, a handsome human image with yellow skin and black hair appeared in the mirror.
He began to introduce himself in fluent Common Tongue:
"My name is Duke. At the request of His Excellency Macdonken Stratholme, I am sending reinforcements on behalf of the Galactic Order Council. According to our prior negotiation with the Azeroth Star Soul, we will be responsible for the battle outside the planet's atmosphere.
Block every Burning Legion warship that attempts to break into the atmosphere. As part of the agreement, we will not participate in the crusade against demons below the atmosphere unless we receive further requests from the Star Soul."
"Excuse me..." Varian spoke boldly: "What organization is the Council of Galactic Order?"
Duke glanced at King Wa with a strange look in his eyes: "Ask McDonald about this."
Magni asked: "How many space battleships do you have, and how many troops can come to help?"
"Military secrets, no comment!" Duke gave Magni a soft nail: "You can certainly block them, but it's impossible to defend them all. Even if only one ten thousandth of the warships break in, it's enough for you to drink.
of."
"I have another question..." Velen said.
Unexpectedly, Duke didn't want to show off to Velen at all, and simply ignored him: "I still want to command the fleet, so be it. If you have any questions, you can ask McDonald. Whether he talks or not is up to him."
