The Legion of Light and the Burning Legion have been fighting for thousands of years, but they have always been at a disadvantage. If the Lightcasters led by Zera could overwhelm the Burning Legion, there would be no legend about the demons destroying thousands of stars.
To put it bluntly, the Holy Light Legion is just a guerrilla force. It can use the stronger individual strength of the Lightcasters to conduct sneak attacks in areas where the Burning Legion is inconvenient to teleport and win certain local battlefields.
Due to the immortal nature of demons in the outside world, the Legion of Light cannot be said to have failed to achieve results. At least the large number of demons they killed in the Twisting Nether cannot be resurrected.
The Legion had to recruit and cultivate more demons from all over the universe. In any case, this slowed down the pace of the Burning Legion's destruction of the universe.
But when had Zella and the others seen such a scene?
The flames of the explosion of the fel energy power furnace on the legion battleship rose and fell one after another, and the turbulent flow of fel energy erupted, even setting off a wave of energy in the vast space of the universe.
The doomsday guards who charged desperately were killed by strange small airships from a distance, and were torn apart in the surging firepower.
Even if a spaceship in this mysterious fleet is occasionally destroyed, no less than this number of spaceships will immediately jump out of the void and rejoin the battle line to complete the battle line.
The power of this fleet made the demons despair.
At this moment, the Lightcaster shouted: "Report! The other party...the other party's fire control system has locked us. We...are in danger——"
Obviously, the dozens of warships of the Holy Light Legion are quite far away from the main battlefield, a full two million kilometers away.
Folding and flying out of space, the moment they came out of the subspace, they were locked by the mysterious fleet's fire control system. It is completely conceivable that with the opponent's firepower, they could be beaten to pieces with a beam cannon in one encounter!
My heartstrings suddenly became tense.
However, the expected indiscriminate attack did not come.
Lightcast Delaney, who was in charge of communications, exclaimed: "The other party... no, the mysterious fleet is contacting us, using... the communication channel of our Holy Light Legion!?"
Unbelievable, what level of technology is this?
Can you actually know their internal communication channels in an instant?
Everyone was stunned. Zera and Turalyon looked at each other and nodded.
Turalyon stood in front: "Take it over."
Things were unexpected again. The person who appeared in the center of the communication screen was a handsome young human with yellow skin and black hair. Knowing that the other person was not him, Turalyon felt as if he had seen Macdonald.
After all, the temperament is really similar.
"I am Duke, the commander-in-chief of the [Wanli] fleet of the Council of the Galactic Order. I was invited by the alliance leader McDonald's Stratholme and the Azeroth Star Soul to come to defeat the Burning Legion... Are you an ally of the alliance?
Is that so? We scanned that your fleet has the power of the Holy Light."
Helpers invited by McDonald and Xinghun?
There was incredible ecstasy on Turalyon's face, and he nodded quickly: "Yes, I am Turalyon, and we are the Legion of Light! The devil is our common enemy."
Duke's deep black eyes seemed to see through Turalyon and Zera, the Mother of Light behind him.
He smiled: "Of course I know you - Turalyon."
Turalyon's head was full of questions: Am I so famous?
Before the Holy Light Legion could react, Duke waved his hand: "According to the agreement, we will not enter the atmosphere of the planet Azeroth. Please do it yourself, we will cover you."
After that, he not only cut off the communication, but also sent a series of route coordinates.
He didn't say more than a few words, giving Turalyon the feeling of asking for trouble.
However, if you think about it, if you command tens of thousands of giant spaceships, how can you think so much of them, a small fish and shrimp with only dozens of small boats?
"Are you sure you are a helper from the alliance?" Zeira was still a little confused.
"It should be so. Every time McDonald gives us surprises, it feels like a shock! However, he is worthy of being the Alliance God of War, McDonald!" Turalyon couldn't help but praise McDonald in front of Zera.
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He was very satisfied, at least it did not prove that his choice was wrong. Being discerning is one of the virtues of a paladin.
Here, the Holy Light Legion began to quickly break into Ai Star along the channel opened by the Parliamentary Fleet. During this period, the Burning Legion did not try to stop them, but they were beaten by Duke as expected.
The demons who tried to reach out, without exception, were all beaten back into the twisted void.
"Boom boom boom!"
One by one, Holy Light battleships began to penetrate the atmosphere.
Even if the entry of the Holy Light Legion was approved by the Star Soul, the wreckage of the Burning Legion landing ship that had invaded in large numbers still caused trouble to the Holy Light Legion.
Some landing ships were smashed to pieces by the beam cannons of the Council of Order in the escape layer, and some were blown up by the hovering red dragons. The fragments of the broken landing ships, as well as the overflowing evil energy, were mixed in the planet's synchronous orbit and
In each layer of the atmosphere, it not only caused turbulence, but also tested the protective cover of the Holy Light Battleship.
After finally arriving under the clouds, the Holy Light Legion was dumbfounded. The Lightcasters were surprised to find that they were surrounded by a rather large flying fleet.
Another unexpected communication came. In the communication screen, the face of the other party made Turalyon finally put down his cautious attitude a moment ago.
"Ah! It's Rivendell!" Turalyon breathed a sigh of relief.
Even if they are not that close, they are still part of the Five Silver Saints, so there is still affection between them.
Rivendell smiled: "Welcome back to Azeroth, Turalyon, you came at the right time, and you didn't miss the most exciting show."
Rivendell's attitude warmed Turalyon's heart.
Theoretically, he has been away for nearly twenty years, but in fact he has spent countless more years in the Twisting Nether. The different time flows in the two worlds have made his memory of the Alliance become shallow. This made Turalyon
I had to use notes to carefully write down my old friends and all the memories I remembered.
Turalyon squirmed a few times, then spoke: "Yes! I'm finally back. Now it seems that the Alliance is good. So... what about Uther and the others?"
"Don't worry, our Five Silver Saints are all here, and it is Uther who... will inherit the mantle of Teacher Fa'o and become the Archbishop of the Holy Light."
"Ah! This..." Turalyon was happy, but also a little sad. Time had passed for too long, and things were a little different. At this time, he originally wanted to say a few words, but suddenly he felt a golden light behind him.
He quickly changed his words: "Let me introduce you, this is the Mother of Holy Light..."
"Your Excellency Zeira, right? The Alliance Leader has already learned about the situation from the Space Fleet. You have come a long way, please take a rest. The Alliance Leader will receive you when he is free later today."
Rivendell seemed to be respectful, but in reality he was a bit dismissive.
Zeira is not a talkative being. For a long time, she has believed in the idea of 'If you don't believe in the Holy Light, I will kill you'. But at this moment, she couldn't bear it.
For no reason, McDonald’s fist seems to be bigger!
