The moment Viren crushed the black crystal in his hand, Kil'Gardan realized that something was wrong.

Underneath Crocoun, the territory of the Breakers who live like rats, the demons have not tried to disperse the disobedient rebels for the past 25 millennia, but their sweeps have had little effect, partly because the terrain of the Crocoun Mountains is too complex, and partly because of the small number of Breakers.

2 Many breakers sound like a lot, but to sprinkle them in the broken mountains is like spilling a drop of ink in the sea.

All the demons, including Kilgardan, had never faced up to the existence of the Crowkun Breakers, and they didn't think that these Crowkun Breakers would cause them any trouble, but at this moment, when the purple light shone at the same time in the cracks in the winding mountains beneath the entire surface of Krokuhn, the Great Demon's heart was shocked!

"Stop! I command you! Stop!"

He pounced on Viren, blazing crimson flames pouring out of the space around him like a cracked volcano, and the shining shadow nova were all blocked by the holy light barrier laid by the old prophet's waving hand, and the anger of the archdemon was overflowing, but at least for this moment, his anger could not change anything.

"Boom!"

The unimaginable purple ** force storm exploded from the mountains below the Crocoon Plains, hundreds of thousands of mana bombs converged together, and countless violent magic forces combined, pulled, fused, and extended into a mass of visible and chaotic and crazy energy aggregation, which tore apart the land of Crokun at the moment of appearance, and easily involved the demons on the earth and tore them to pieces.

It's like a crooked purple storm, in the blink of an eye, it spans the land of Crowkun and the dark starry sky of Argus, when the magic power gathers to this extent, even Viren has no way to control it anymore, it will devour everything to maintain its stability, and when this stability can not be maintained, it will explode with a "bang", tearing everything around it, tearing most of the land of Crowkun apart!

"You madman, you're going to be torn apart too!"

The flames behind Kil'Gardan were constantly swaying under the rendering of this magical storm, and everything around them seemed to be in the middle of a level 10 typhoon, deflecting crookedly in the direction of the storm, and with the gloomy environment of Argus, this scene was like the end of the world.

He roared with his claws as he blasted and tore at the heavy wall of light, but Viren wasn't too surprised.

"I don't think it's much better than destroying Argus like this, it's better to destroy it than to let it lose all its dignity in deep torment..."

With a wave of his left hand, another heavy sword of holy light slashed down towards Kil'Gardan's head, his old voice thundering,

"I'm not going to let my world go to despair in your wrath! I'd rather ruin it!"

He looked at Kilgardan, his thin face filled with a smile called sacrifice,

"I've lived for a long time, my friend, and it's my glory to fall with Argus!"

"You're crazy!"

Flames erupted from Kil'Gardan's nostrils, and he pointed his left hand to the sky and shouted,

"All starships, target the Magic Storm of the Crocoon Plains, destroy it for me before it reaches its maximum destructive power!"

The next moment, a heavy humming sound resounded in the sky, and at this moment even overwhelmed the sound of the magic storm raging, and looking up, the huge starships appeared among the stars in the sky, which was a symbol of their departure from the star field into the atmosphere, and the main guns of those assault starships spun rapidly, and then began to recharge.

The muzzles of the super-large starships lit up with different colors of light, and when viewed from the ground to the sky, it was like a new starlight lit up in the darkness.

It was like tearing apart the light of darkness, but it was a sign of a ruined future.

The purple storm of magic was still shaking violently, it was expanding at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye, and everywhere it went, neither the earth nor the demons who were fleeing in a hurry could break free from the terrible pull of the violent magic.

The demons floated in the air, dancing and trying to escape, but everything was pulled into it, whether it was the lightest flame imp or the unrivaled destroyer, everything was pulled into it, torn to pieces by the furious magic, and the earth in the middle of the Crocoon Plains had already shattered into disshapen, like a great rift to the core, and at the edge of the battlefield, the Breakers and the Heroic Spirits retreated into the defense line with difficulty.

It was like facing a catastrophe that would destroy the world, whether it was an evil demon or a righteous warrior, they all chose to stop at this moment, and the voice of the great demon resounded throughout the audience.

"Shoot me!"

"Boom"

Thousands of rays of light shot down from the sky at this moment, dark green, shadowy, scorching, cold, all the energy pierced the swollen magic vortex with an unstoppable madness, forcibly destroying the stability of the magic storm, and under the devastating light that illuminated the entire eternal night, the rapidly expanding magic storm was like a balloon that was frantically inflated.

Swell... Rapidly expanding, like two sharp, huge energy clusters in the center, the mana inside here is rampant, at the moment when it reaches the limit, when the external mana storm can not restrain the violent bombardment of the mana, it will be in an unstoppable form, spraying the destructive mana inside in all directions.

"Bang Bang"

The warriors standing on the ground even felt the earth under their feet jump upwards at this moment, violently shaking twice and then returning to calm, but the sorrow of the earth penetrated into the ears of every survivor, and the giant storm of magic spread frantically rushed towards the left and right sides of the plain, and the huge floating city of Valagar lost its balance under this impact, and finally stopped in the sky after shaking violently.

A group of people turned on their backs.

The Great Demon, who could barely stand, looked back, and the miserable sight that caught his eyes made him gasp.

There is no more Crocoon Plains ... The second line of defense that connected the Breakers turned into a rift in the earth, and when you looked down from the sky, it looked like a smiling face that had been blown apart, and the layers of crust completely shattered in the explosion, leaving only the scorching lava at the bottom.

A large rift hundreds of meters deep and nearly hundreds of kilometers in circumference, this is a trench that the ground forces simply cannot cross, this time the big explosion is obviously intentional, it did not even destroy the main body of the Crocoon Mountains, but only destroyed the plain full of demon legions, like a Black Forest cake sprinkled with chocolate chips, and the most delicious part was bitten off.

One hit... With just one blow, nearly one-third of the demons on the Crocoon Plains, hundreds of thousands of elite demons, were buried.

"Ahem..."

Lying on the ground, Viren let out a light cough and struggled to get up from the ground, the magic storm just now carried a huge force to hit the city defense of Wallagare, Viren was distracted to control the city's defense shield, causing himself to be hit by the magic storm.

But before he could get up, Kil'Gardan's claws slammed into his face, and the scorching fire slammed the Prophet's body from the ground into the air, and then slammed it down again, and the black jeweled rosary in his hand spilled scattered to the ground in this impact, like some kind of crisp sound.

"Devil, let go of the Prophet!"

The Heroic Spirits who were fighting below saw this predicament, and they rushed up to the large platform in Valagaar, and the most violent Thorim raised the Northland Storm Warhammer in his hand, and turned into lightning and attacked Kilgardan, only to be slapped away by the claws of the archdemon who had been burned to the extreme by the anger of the defeat.

The power of the demigods is a boundary, and neither Hodir, nor Thorim, Freya, nor Heimdall can defeat Kilgardan in a 1v1 battle, not to mention that the cunning archdemon will not give them a fair chance to fight.

Hodir unleashed a cold, biting storm and Thorim's thunder, and led by Heimdall, whose body burned with golden flames, and Al, the king of the Valkyries, rushed towards Kilgardan, only to be forced back by the scorching flames ignited by the archdemon.

"Come out, my minions, stop these guys!

The massive portal opened on the large platform of Valagaar, and two huge figures stepped out of it, one was a king-sized Gangar demon, more than 75% of its body limbs had been modified by special offensive weapons, like a flesh-and-blood robot, and the other was the form of the Dreadlord, but instead of the bright colors that Nasrezm was peculiar, it was completely white, and it looked like it had undergone some kind of transformation.

"Jingalos, Varimasas, don't let me down!"

Kilgardan gave the command, and no longer caring about the battle between the Guardian and the Demon Lord, he grabbed Viren's neck with his left hand, pulling him to the edge of Valagaar, pointing to the cheering Breakers and Heroic Spirits below,

"Behold, the people whom thou hast sheltered are rejoicing in their victory... Yes, you played with a gadget that surprised me, but do you really think you're going to win and see hope?!"

"Viren, I know..."

Kilgardan lifted Viren's body into the air, and his vicious eyes bloomed with an indescribable madness, and he gritted his teeth and whispered,

"I know you're going to encourage them with hope or some other crap, but I'm telling you, I'm going to let you see for yourself how I've drained their hopes little by little! I'm not going to kill you so simply... I'll give you a taste of despair, Viren... I'm not going to kill you, I'm not going to... I'll let you watch the day the Burning Legion invades Azeroth, and I'll let you live to see that day!"

After saying that, the archdemon raised his left claw and stretched out a finger, and under his and Viren's gaze, the main guns of the demon starships in the distant sky that were densely packed in the atmosphere began to adjust their direction, aiming at the gathering positions of the Breakers and the Heroic Spirits below the city of Valagar.

With a cold, cruel smile on his face, Kilgardan glanced at Viren, his finger bent slightly.

"Bang"

The sky in front of the two of them suddenly lit up at this moment, illuminating all this darkness, and the endless light converged into a dazzling white light, which made people can't help but close their eyes.

Viren struggled to break free from Kil'Gardan's shackles, but the archdemon had no intention of letting go.

After the light of the shelling dissipated, Kilgardan snorted, the defense line below the city was not completely destroyed in the shelling, on the contrary, a layer of energy shields with a seven-colored light curtain was placed horizontally in the sky below the city, blocking the salvo of the starship's main cannon this time.

A hint of happiness flashed in Viren's eyes, this was the high-energy defense device that Dick had traded from the Astral Consortium, and they had been preparing for Kil'Gardan to command a salvo of starship guns, but fortunately... Fortunately, I was prepared in advance.

"Ahh Illusory things, you're really well prepared..."

Kilgardan snorted coldly, stretched out a finger again, and bent it fiercely, "Then let me see, the so-called iron will of Azeroth can withstand a few shells!"

"Boom!"