Azeroth Trail of Light

"Mac'Aree's battle is very anxious."

Dick frowned to watch the news sent back by Uther. He was really unhappy, even if Hasabel, the portal guardian of the Burning Legion, had been killed in the first battle, but Kil'jaeden In this surprise incident, unparalleled wisdom and determination were demonstrated.

A third of the elite demons in the Antoran Wastes, led by the Argus War Council, broke through Uther’s first line of defense three hours after the ruins of Mac'Aree fell under the control of the undead. The demons brought siege weapons, and they almost ploughed the ruins of Mac'Aree from beginning to end with dark green artillery that covered the sky.

Uther, who lacked offensive and defensive weapons on hand, faced that kind of overwhelming blow, and could only retreat to a safe area with the most elite undead, allowing the awakened undead to wage a deadly battle with those demons, and was finally caught by the War Council. The commanded demon army defeated.

"It's normal for them to lose."

Velen also had some regrets on his face. He moved the black gemstone rosary in his hand and replied, "The War Council, those are the wisest eredars of the Argus ruling group. When they embrace the darkness, they will Their wisdom is transformed into the wisdom of war that wields destruction and advancement. They are almost the group of people who can fight most in Argus."

"Uther did not complain...but on the side of Mac'Aree, the Light Legion finally chose to participate in the war. With their help, Uther will at least not be annihilated. We need him to help us share the pressure in Mac'Aree. ."

Dick put down the news in his hand. He raised his head and looked at the already scarred second line of defense, the Wall of Krokuhn. In the past few days, Kil'jaeden had personally led the demons to charge. Once the demon even boarded the defensive tower of Krokuhn’s Wall. If it weren’t for the last moment, Odin and Dick shot together to expel Kil'jaeden from the defense. I’m afraid that day, Krokuhn’s The wall is about to fall.

The steel soldiers in Dick’s hands were exhausted as early as 10 days ago. That battle caused Valarjar’s heroic battle to lose almost 30%. That battle lasted 3 days and 2 nights, almost the most intense since landing. In that battle, Dick's battle armor was almost completely dyed red, and even he had to start fighting hand-to-hand. One can imagine how bad the situation was at that time.

But after the war, the number of demons in the Krokuen area hardly decreased. How many did the expeditionary army kill? Thousands, or tens of thousands, or hundreds of thousands? These numbers are meaningless to the demons of Argus. If it weren't for the earthlings to rush to reinforce the walls and the terrain of the Krokuen area, it would be impossible to enter too many demons at one time, even if there were Dick and Austria. Ding, this line of defense has already fallen.

After the war, in the face of a severe shortage of manpower, Hatton and Velen had to draw nearly 3,000 young fighters from the Krokuhn tribe to enter the Krokuhn Wall to participate in the defense.

But everyone knows that they won't last long.

Faced with two failures, Kil'jaeden may desperately order starships to shell out. In fact, in recent days, assault starships have entered the Krokuen area for reconnaissance, and those behemoth steel battleships have moved from When the people in the war zone passed by, the heavy pressure would be heavier, but after the two ships were destroyed by Odin, this unscrupulous reconnaissance operation was also a lot more cautious.

This is a demonstration in Kil'jaeden!

Velen knows, Dick knows, Odin knows, Kil'jaeden is telling them in this way that his remaining patience is running out, and their remaining time is running out.

"Hey, it would be great if the Sargerite Keystone could be used at any time... We don't have to worry about the source of troops at all, but now it's the 45th day... We have overfulfilled the mission, let's see now How are they prepared."

Dick moved his fingers and then heaved a sigh of relief. "I hope they don't let us down."

"Then can we contact Illidan to return to Krokuun and prepare to open the gate of Sargerite?"

Velen suggested, "Isn't it said that opening a portal of the energy level will exhaust the energy of the Sargerite Keystone?"

More than ten days ago, Illidan took his demon hunter troops into the Antoran Wasteland, the land completely occupied by the Burning Legion, and carried out destruction and hunting operations. There has been no news of them recently. , But according to Illidan's character, this should mean that their actions went smoothly.

Velen’s suggestion made Dick nod.

"We should let him come back. Senxia has also found the weakest defensive place of the Demon Fleet outside of the Argus Star Territory. At that time, we can open the portal directly in that place, and concentrate the firepower to break through one and enter Argus. The roads of the mainland, if it were not for this war, I would really not risk a war like this."

Dick held the ebony pipe in his mouth and murmured.

"Wisdom is priceless"

The mellow smell of tobacco rose, and the Paladin buried his face in it. He grumbled and said to Velen, "Ilidan told me at the beginning that he was going to grab the Sargerite keystone and be in the devil's base camp. When the war started, I thought he was crazy, but now, I am tens of millions of light-years away from my hometown and go crazy with him. Life is really amazing."

"It can only be said that destiny favors the brave."

Velen closed his eyes and began to contact Illidan, who was far away, with a spiritual link. He was immersed in the interaction of thinking, while saying, "I never thought that one day, I will use this Way back to Argus, but Dick...I think Kil'jaeden has guessed our purpose. He probably already knew about the future war. He transferred some demons back to Antoran a few days ago. Wasteland, I don't think that is the trouble Illidan caused to them."

"He is deploying troops and preparing for a surprise attack. Obviously, he is preparing for a war."

"Then let him come."

Dick opened his left hand, his fingers swayed slightly, faintly, and seemed to carry a certain weight, "There are protoss in this world, there is no doubt that Argus... Velen, if one day I need Will you hate me if you destroy this world?"

The Prophet did not immediately answer. He ended the spiritual connection with Illidan. He moved the rosary in his hand. After a few minutes, he said,

"Argus is like a warrior who has been destroyed, and now it has become the kind of form it never wants to be. Compared to living like this, I think it may want another ending, so, I do not know..."

"boom"

Velen's words were not finished, the two people's eyes became serious at the same time, and then they turned to the sky, where a crimson light fell from the sky, like a hot meteorite falling from the sky, and like a crimson, burning flame. The storm, where it fell...

"Krokuhn's Wall! Damn it!"

Dick roared, his figure disappeared instantly, Odin's roar also came from the sky, but at their speed, they couldn't stop the world-breaking light from hitting the front of Krokuun's Wall. .

"boom"

There was another loud noise, and the entire Krokuen Plain was shaking. The cracks on the ground cracked from the point of falling, surging wildly in all directions, tearing everything along the way, whether it was the heroes defending the wall or even more. The demon in the distance, everything, was destroyed in this crack.

The cracks on the ground that are more than ten meters long are like open teeth on the ground, and everything falls into it, as if it has been swallowed. The dust storm on the ground disperses everything slightly, and Die flying in the air. Ke Cai saw clearly what was falling.

It was a steel giant, a steel giant with a height of 30 meters, with almost the same wing helmet as Odin, but unlike Odin’s bright gold, this guy’s helmet was dark red, and Odin That kind of power full of majesty is different, this guy's power attribute...destruction!

A destruction that is more violent than chaos, just like a Doom soldier fished out of hell. Under his fierce skin, there is the kind of blood like magma, the kind of light that envelops him The light of his body falling from the sky, that kind of burning flame light.

It was like his armor, his battle robe, he was bathed in that kind of destructive halo, his eyes blasted out the flames that ignited everything and melted everything, he raised his left hand, a handful of black , A heavy, long sword inlaid with orange-red gems appeared in his hands.

It was a broken blade. At the rear third of the blade, there was a cut crack. At the moment when this broken blade appeared, a substantial flame surged out from under the ground. Every inch of the ground, from the sky, from above his broken body, the scarlet, the temperature is enough to melt all the flames.

He waved the sword. When the broken sword reached the highest point, a pulsating orange spark appeared on the broken stubble of the broken blade, and then it spread quickly, like a supplement and reshaping, to cut the broken sword. The first two thirds make up completely.

That is not a sharp blade in the conventional sense. On the contrary, after the flame shaping is over, the beating blade is more like two flame barbs connected together, deflected toward the sides, with a circular arc at the top. The depression of the orange flame is condensed into substance in that piece, like a real entity created by flames.

"Titan is up...that's Tisaracher...that's Aggramar!"

Odin’s exclamation sounded from behind Dick. The Paladin was not shocked by the legendary name. He backhanded out the Longsword of Order from behind, agitated his whole body, and suppressed it on his fingers. In his eyes, after receiving Dick's silver-white power, the surface of this crystal, which can store a huge amount of energy, turned bright white.

It was like a little sun held by Dick in his palm.

Dick bent his finger, and at the same moment Aggramar's sword slashed towards the wall of Krokuun, he bounced the energy ball in his hand towards Aggramar, and the silver-white energy changed the moment he shot it. It became a flying spear, whizzed into the air and disappeared, as if it had entered another dimension. When it reappeared, it pierced the center of Aggramar's brow madly.

It was like a deadly spear.

Aggramar obviously felt the blow, but he did not stop the attack in his hand. The Flame Ripper in his hand was once part of Sargeras' Sabre, which originated from the very beginning of the universe. One half of the divine weapon was severely cut on the front of the remaining Krokuun Wall in the storm entwined with flames.

"Boom Rumble"

The earth is crying, how can the broken earth block the full blow of such a **** of destruction?

Even if it is only cut at one point, the entire arc-shaped wall of Krokuen is full of cracks. That is Aggramar's rules, stability, brute force, and smashing... This way has blocked the devil for 45 days. Do not fall the line of defense, ruined.

And Aggrama’s other hand was in front of his forehead, allowing the energy spear thrown by Dick to hit his reshaped dark body, and a series of sparks came out, which eventually pierced his palm, but Couldn't go further.

"boom"

Amidst the dust, the roaring demons marched deeper into Krokuun like a tide, where there was only a Valarjar floating in the sky, and a smaller barrier...the decisive battle, just In this abrupt situation, the curtain opened.