"Warning! Warning! The Dark Portal is about to be destroyed, and the main mission faces failure!"
There is no need for the mastermind to roar, a serious warning has been sent from the star pattern.
Fusion World is equivalent to war mode. The main mission is the absolute core. Once the main mission fails, the punishment is so great that no matter how great the benefits were previously obtained, it will be strained. Some reincarnations even have to make ends meet.
So I tried my best to stop him.
The mastermind dispatched all the Omega Golems, and the rest of his darknet team also used their trump card.
In an instant, thousands of rays of light of various colors blasted towards the mountain-like giant sword, and stars fell like rain.
Faced with such a ferocious offensive, the Dark Boilers had no tactics to avoid and roared directly towards them.
From the sight of the orcs who had just walked out of the Dark Portal, the mountain-like giant sword split the world into two halves. Countless beautiful rays of light fell on it. It only caused ripples, but not only failed to cause actual damage.
On the contrary, it makes it more powerful.
The orcs in the front row watched this unprecedented war craze with fascination, and then were shattered by the aftermath. The other orcs roared, then woke up as if from a dream, turned around and ran towards the teleportation vortex.
The orcs are just insignificant fish, the real attraction is the powerful Omega Golem.
All seven golems use the divinity of Gaia, the Mother Earth Goddess, who is one of the most powerful beings in Greek mythology, far beyond the likes of Zeus.
Now the divine power of the earth combines with the earth veins of the cursed land, spreading infinitely, directly extracting the earth energy thousands of miles away, and turning it into seven huge shields ten meters high, with countless spikes standing upside down, shining with cold light, to resist the attack of the dark door.
The only way to go.
A close fight with the Dark Boiler!
The strongest spear versus the strongest shield!
Boom!
Accompanied by the deafening sound, not to mention the dwarven Stormpike Guards and Dalaran mages were in great pain. Many even fell to the ground, covered their ears and rolled on the ground. Even the individually powerful dragons covered their hands with dragon wings.
The ear showed severe pain.
Because that sound was not only huge and sharp, but also had an unparalleled sharpness, piercing into the ears, as if it was going to cut the entire body into countless pieces.
It doesn't seem like that's what the Dark Seekers do.
Facing the golem that formed the tough barrier, countless black and red lines of fire boiled out from its sword, like tens of thousands of rotating sharp blades, cutting through in an orderly manner, tearing apart the barrier from material to divinity.
Divide and then divide, erase and erase again...
The world is like grinding mill! Everything is destroyed!
Darkness boils!
Between the lightning and flint, the first Omega Golem was cut open like tofu, from its shield to its body.
It was completely dismembered, not only the outer mecha, but also the Greek gods and goddesses inside were all torn apart.
But they showed signs of relief and couldn't wait to dissipate into the air, no longer suffering from the endless suffering and torture.
At the same time, the second one, the third one...
After smashing three demon statues in succession, the edge of the sword finally collided with the remaining Shield of Gaia.
The remaining four demon statues were surrounded from all sides, suppressing the sword energy of the Dark Boiler. Like the five gods, they began a terrifying confrontation.
Such intensity caused the coalition forces preparing to join the war to retreat again and again, and even the Karazhan heroes team could not get close.
"Right now!"
And seeing three more demon statues being destroyed, the mastermind showed an extremely distressed look, comparable to giving birth.
The loss was too great, how could he explain it to the Speaker?
But the more this happened, the less it could fail. The endless maze above suddenly shone with light, and the energy nodes in each maze were connected, condensed into hundreds of beams of light, and bombarded down.
This is not a random attack like washing the ground. The multi-tasking ability of the mastermind is fully demonstrated at this moment. Every beam of light is to block the avoidance point of the Dark Boiler, allowing the Omega Golem to maximize its output.
At the same time, the light beam also turned into a snare to capture it.
Yes, the mastermind wants to capture this magic weapon!
Look at Alsace!
There can be Ashbringer, Staff of Guardian, Skull of Gul'dan, Frostmourne and more!
This inspired him greatly.
How bold the people are, how fertile the land is, why can't I seize Sargeras' magical weapons?
The mastermind's eyes were full of yearning.
At the same time, golems of other sizes swarmed out to resist the coalition's attack, not sparing any enemy.
The Omega Golem is the strongest, and the golems that appear in the world of Journey to the West are not weak either. Their huge reserves are enough to make it difficult for the coalition forces to advance.
The mastermind's grasp of the timing is not inaccurate. As a comprehensive station commander and combat commander, he is very qualified.
However, all operations are under his full control, without any deputy...
The mastermind, who was so preoccupied, ignored that he also had a hostage with a son and a daughter, under the crotch of a certain big devil.
"arrive!"
At this time, Huang Shang came to the door of darkness with the power of the space gem.
Directly below are the orcs of the Warsong clan who have just teleported in, and not far behind are the Dark Boilers who are in a stalemate with the golem.
In such an environment, his six divine soldiers surrounded his body and stabbed into the teleportation vortex without hesitation.
Boom!
The stone statues on the left and right of the Dark Door shook, as if they came to life, and the eyes under the cloak of the stone statues lit up with a terrifying light.
It was not the green color of evil energy, but a silvery white luster.
The power of space!
Medivh and Gul'dan opened the Dark Portal, and combined their powers to cleverly combine the spaces of the two worlds. Then the Reincarnators came here and carried out reasonable reinforcements.
So now, if you want to destroy the Dark Portal, you must withstand the space blows from the two worlds.
That kind of power would make even gods shy away from it.
So now that Huang Shang is attacking the Dark Gate forcefully, he will inevitably suffer a terrible backlash.
It is precisely because of this that the mastermind places the main battlefield on the Dark Boiler. In his opinion, this little prince wants to use the power of the Dark Boiler to break through the Dark Gate without himself being harmed. As long as he keeps a close eye on
That magic weapon can defeat the purpose.
But Huang Shang carried out the attack without hesitation.
boom!
The power of space exploded, and N'zoth was the first to bear the brunt. His flesh and blood exploded, and the old rules were broken;
Malfurion transformed into a bear and let out a shrill roar as if struck by lightning;
The remaining four magic weapons were shaken and spinning endlessly, and they all received heavy blows.
Naturally, the mount under Huang Shang's crotch was also baptized by the power of space.
It was shaking with pain, and the wounds that had been slashed all over by Illidan opened again, and blood spurted out, especially the soul, and the wounds were torn open again.
"not good!"
"Just die!"
The mastermind suddenly changed color. He couldn't be affected now. He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and simply let the cat take the initiative to meet him.
Although he could obtain first-hand information by lurking around Alsace, it was too torture. He couldn't imagine the life of those guys who were undercover all year round. It was so miserable!
And even if the information is obtained, it seems that what should happen is still the same, whether one should be beaten or beaten.
What is the purpose of this exhausting work?
So taking this opportunity, it is a good choice to let the cat die. The main body happens to be here, and the divided soul can be recovered immediately.
However, just when the mastermind was about to give up the cat body, a warm hand pressed on the top of his head, and the vibrant holy light and the power of nature were introduced into the body, healing the injury, and very heartwarming words came from his ears: "Persistence"
Stay, Mrs. Bigglesworth!"
Mastermind: "O(≧口≦)O"
Didn't you still need to cheer up when you were on the Broken Shore just now?
Don't be cold to me one moment and gentle to me the other. My little heart can't bear it!
They had to endure it even if they couldn't bear it. At this time, they were all suffering from the backlash of space, and the damage spread all over their bodies, like raindrops falling.
Malfurion, N'zoth and the four divine weapons suffered the most damage, followed by the Mastermind and Huang Shang.
An old leader.
The key is that everyone on Huang Shang's side is focused on destroying the Dark Gate, but the mastermind wants to distract him.
Just like when he was slashed by Illidan before, the damage suffered by his clone mount was transmitted to the main body, affecting the performance of the main body.
At that time, the enemy was not strong enough, but now the entire army attacks, facing Sargeras' magic sword without reservation.
Facing such an enemy, the slightest difference makes the difference between heaven and earth.
Whoosh!
Sooner or later, the light beams from the Endless Labyrinth, combined with the siege of the golems and the attack of the reincarnators, also suppressed the monstrous power of the Dark Boiler. At the same time, it pointed directly at the hilt of the sword, trying to destroy the reincarnation authority.
Fragmented gem, separated from the hilt.
The mastermind did not know the information about the master's authority, but he also saw that this gem was the strongest source of energy for the Dark Boiler.
As long as the two are separated, the power of the magic sword will be greatly reduced, and the chance of mastering it will be much greater.
Hit the snake seven inches.
Seeing that success is not far away!
After all, the Dark Boiler has no owner, and the divided soul of Sargeras was destroyed by Aegwynn's seal. When the energy of the Endless Labyrinth is fully supplied and all means are used, this magic sword is fixed in the air, an invisible palm.
Reach out and grab the gem at the hilt of the sword.
"Just a little bit! Just a little bit!"
The mastermind's eyes are fiery, crazy fiery, life-threatening fiery.
As long as you get this magic weapon, all the previous losses can be doubled, and the world will surrender to the reincarnation, taking whatever it wants, and letting it be ravaged!
But at the moment when the climax was about to come, his cloned cat felt an unprecedented tearing wound. The extremely severe pain made the main body tremble, and the lock of the dragnet shifted slightly.
As a result, the Dark Boiler instantly erupted and rushed towards the sky.
It tore apart the formation, and suddenly it was like a dragon swimming in the sea. It was out of control. The four-headed demon statues were still chasing, but they saw the light of the Dark Boiler flashing across its waist.
One and a half!
The golem is not a living being, and the injury from being cut in half is not fatal, but the Darknet team is miserable. Without the shield, they are directly exposed to the sword of the King of Demons. The end result is death if they touch it, or injury if they touch it!
Action guide: Ruyi Golden Cudgel!
"ah!"
"Run!!"
Those who reacted quickly used life-saving items and teleported away. Those who reacted a little slower were submerged under the torrent, and the relic box exploded.
This was even when the Dark Boiler was not chasing him. It did not forget its original intention and attacked Huang Shang again.
The hatred remains undiminished and the goal remains firm.
This most capable human boy must be killed!
It's a long story. In fact, in just a few minutes, the orcs who had just teleported over realized that they were involved in a battle that they couldn't handle at all. They all turned around and wanted to return to their hometowns.
.
Thinking too much.
Once the step of invasion is taken, there is no turning back. The Dark Boiler roars in and crushes all the orcs into powder.
At the last moment of his life, little Hellscream seemed to see the giant sword piercing through the shadow, and then plunged into the Dark Portal. The sword body penetrated deeply into the teleportation vortex, leaving only a hilt.
The powerful man with terrifying aura grasped the gem on the hilt of the sword and broke it off forcefully.
He didn't know what happened next, and fell into eternal darkness.
"It's over!"
The mastermind missed a move, and could only watch helplessly as the Dark Boiler stabbed him, but was avoided by Alsace, who had been waiting for a long time. He counterattacked directly and captured the gem with three strikes and five divisions.
During the previous siege, all the wedding clothes were made for him!
The key is that the teleportation vortex of the Dark Gate has been destroyed, and the door frame has cracked numerous gaps and is teetering on the verge of collapse.
There is no doubt that when the Dark Boiler pulls out this passage, it will shatter into a mass of stone.
But just before the mission failed, the mastermind took a deep breath and took the initiative to apply to Xingwen:
"Apply for redress!"
"The Reincarnator requested that the main mission be changed to release the Ahn'Qiraj swarm in Silithus, causing the same impact on Azeroth!"
As a qualified leader, he considers defeat before victory. He has also considered what will happen to everyone on the Dark Web if the Dark Portal is not saved.
Fortunately, Azeroth is plagued by disasters and there are pits everywhere. It is really not difficult for reincarnations to dig out.
Based on his ability to link with the brainworm, he targeted another ancient god.
C'Thun, the ancient god who domesticated the Ahn'Qiraj bugs and resided at the southernmost tip of Kalimdor.
Now that the Dark Portal mission has failed, he applied with the rank of colonel and was approved.
"Oh oh oh, the mission has changed!"
"Supervisor, well done!"
"Master in charge, I want to give you a child!"
When all the reincarnators on the dark web discovered that the main mission had been changed, they immediately cheered and their morale returned.
The mastermind gave the order, and the Endless Maze immediately took off, picked up each team of reincarnators, and flew to the west.
Target, Silithus, Beetle Wall!
"Chase!"
But how could the Alliance army let him go? Antonidas immediately fixed the spatial coordinates and prepared to eliminate evil.
The Aspect Dragon, the Dalaran mages, the Knights of the Silver Hand, and the Stormpike Guards all organized their armies and started the pursuit mode.
Instead, the team from Karazhan and Uther arrived in front of the Dark Portal.
Led by Kel'Thuzad, they looked at the figure whose temperament had changed drastically. They all hesitated and didn't know what to say.
Finally, Uther said: "Arthas, come back to Lordaeron with us. No matter what happens, don't be afraid. We will face it together!"
"Mentor, you finally called my name correctly, please keep it up! I have things I want to accomplish, don't worry, I am still me, and those who should change are the enemies of Azeroth!"
Huang Shang opened his hood, tilted his head slightly, revealing half of his evil and crazed face. After saying a word, he threw himself into the Dark Door without looking back.
"Two fools!!!"
Uther was so anxious that he rushed over. The others also wanted to catch up, but were forced away by the power of the Dark Boiler.
I could only watch the lonely figure disappear.
Demon King...
No!
It’s Far From Home!
…
Delano.
The homeland of the orcs.
"When our war cries ring in our ears, and when the whole earth trembles under our feet, the enemy will know the meaning of the word 'war song'."
"We are the Warsong Clan, we are invincible, start now, howl!"
“┗|｀O′|┛Ouch~~”
"Louder, you can't hear me! When I say you can't hear me, I just can't hear you!"
“┗|｀O′|┛Ouch!!!”
"very good!"
On the other side of the Dark Portal is Tanaan Jungle, where a force from the Warsong Clan is training at the outpost here.
According to Hellscream's orders, the war has been tense recently and troops are urgently needed. After training, the new recruits will go directly to another world to carry out a great conquest.
However, in the heated military training, there are also exceptions.
An orc suffered from heatstroke and sat on the edge, looking at the horizon.
The sky is red, and the sun is like a burning fireball, the colors are the same.
The entire continent was engulfed in red as if soaked in blood.
Heatstroke Orcs don't like this color.
He still remembered the clear blue sky and warm sun, as well as the green fields and valleys all over the mountains.
Green land can bring abundant food, but now there is less and less food. Fortunately, many tribal warriors have gone to another world, and the population pressure has been greatly reduced. Otherwise, they might have fallen into famine.
The most important thing is the source of life, water.
He once swam, peed, and felt free in that deep, cool lake. Little did he know that the water would become so precious in the days that followed.
Nowadays, the orcs regard the water that has not been contaminated by evil energy as a treasure and seal it in buckets for emergency use.
The heatstroke orc brought his thoughts back to the present, stood up, and casually kicked the ground in front of him.
The red dust rose up, making his lips feel dry. He picked up his water bag and took a small sip.
This was the water stored in the river. As he drank, he sighed in his heart.
I regret peeing in the river!
"Hey, that one over there, come here for training!"
At this moment, the military training instructor started to mutter.
"I have no energy. Look, my skin has faded!"
The heatstroke orc shows off his green skin.
The instructor over there was cursing and he had no choice but to continue training.
The heatstroke orc sighed, rubbed the green mud on his body, and kicked his feet.
To be honest, he hates this color.
The brown color before was so healthy and had many colors, but the green color now is all green.
"I really shouldn't have followed Hellscream and drank the demon's blood."
"Now, war is inevitable!"
He looked up at the towering arch in front of him.
The Dark Portal is a strange door that can transport people from one world to another.
Although he had not personally experienced teleportation, he had witnessed Horde warriors pass through the portal and fight for glory against humans and their allies.
I thought so at first, but recently new thoughts have taken root in my mind.
Invasion is not glory.
At this moment, he saw that something strange seemed to have happened to the Dark Door.
The light curtain becomes transparent, and scenes of scenes ripple out inside.
"What is that?"
The heatstroke orc looked over subconsciously and suddenly took a few steps back.
He couldn't believe his eyes, but behind that light curtain, there was indeed a brutal massacre.
A group of Warsong clan orcs who had just entered were brutally killed by a giant sword.
Including the Warchief's son, Garrosh Hellscream.
Then the sword...
Stab towards the end where he is?
"Run!!!"
The heatstroke orc felt unbelievable, but the orc's fighting instinct told him that an unprecedented threat was coming. He roared and ran away from the sentry post at a speed that was completely inconsistent with the symptoms of heatstroke.
The military training pacesetters not far away looked at him like a fool, and then, like a fool, they were crushed into pieces by the mountain-like sword edge.
Boom!
The entire sentry post collapsed, and the Heatstroke Orc jumped forward, taking a mouthful of mud in an emergency gesture to save his life.
In fact, he was able to save his life only because the distance was far enough, and the sword of the Dark Boiler finally exhausted its strength after crossing two worlds.
"How could this happen? How could this happen?"
The heatstroke orc looked at this miraculous sight in horror, but saw a figure strolling out of the whirlpool, standing on the edge of the sword, looking towards Draenor.
"This is the homeland of the orcs."
"Well, there hasn't been a big explosion yet, and it's not the Outland yet, although it has been almost corroded by evil energy..."
The light of the teleportation vortex dissipated behind Huang Shang. He looked at the world that had been severely polluted by the evil energy of the Burning Legion, and he felt a little at home.
Obviously, it is the work of evil energy in the body.
This power is truly terrifying, always trying to influence the user's mind and lead it into a chaotic realm.
Fortunately, the power of holy light, arcane magic and nature subdued it, and the undead and the void ignored it. The evil energy bounced around for a while and finally stopped.
Huang Shang had the confidence to control all energies, and he unceremoniously absorbed the stray evil energy particles around him, and then with a wave of his hand, he picked up the heatstroke orc.
"I feel the desire for peace from your heart!"
He used the spiritual vision of a priest to look at the thoughts and feelings of this orc, and then nodded and said: "You are a very special orc!"
The heatstroke orc mistakenly thought that this man wanted to be a slave, so he lifted his neck, raised his head and said loudly: "Orcs will never be slaves!"
"I know, I know, there are conditions..."
Huang Shang looked at this barren world where food was scarce, and a bag of purple sweet potatoes appeared in his hand: "I have brought life and hope, embrace the future, or go to destruction, I will give you a chance to choose!"