At the end of Dark Gate 26, at the dawn of the new year, Azeroth was still in a serious mood, but in another shattered world, the war over the fate of the world of Azeroth had quietly begun.

In the middle of the second month after Marton's return, the scattered attacks of the Burning Legion had already begun, and it was clear that the fraudsters had discovered the betrayal of the Outland King, and according to the usual thinking of the Burning Legion, after this scattered attack, it was the turn of a full-scale invasion.

However, Illidan is not worried about the war in the world of Draenor, in the past few years, he and his friends have completely turned this broken world into a real battlefield, and they are ready to face war, and more importantly, when the Sagret Keystone is in hand, Illidan is no longer satisfied with passive defense, and at the same time that the Burning Legion is preparing for war, he is also preparing for a war.

And soon, the preparations for war will end, and at that time, the era that represents the great counterattack will begin.

At the very edge of the Void Storm, there are countless pieces of continental fragments, this is the land that was cut from the earth during the explosion of the Draenor World, some large and some small, and some of them are not broken floating islands, the portal of the demon's attack is placed here, and the vanguard of the Burning Legion hides in these gravel generations, and has established more than a dozen demon-casting camps to wait for the entry of the follow-up legions.

But just as Illidare couldn't search every Void Floating Island completely, and the demons couldn't fully monitor the movements on each floating island, a group of people were gathering on this shattered land the size of a city, far from the Demon Casting Camp, and it seemed that they were planning something.

There were about a dozen people, the race was very mixed, there were orcs with tomahawks on their backs, paladins in golden armor, and death knights sitting on the side without saying a word, and a very impatient demon hunter, and farther away, Odin with a silver spear, with his own eyes, curiously watching the ethereals busy in the center of the field, old Viren was beside Odin, discussing something with the war leader.

The identities of these three ethereal spirits are not ordinary, to be precise, these three guys are the Node Prince Sahadar from the Vengeance Army, the Commander Amir from the Order Faction, and the Node Prince Haramad of the Astral Consortium, the three giants of the Ethereal Society, and now, they are standing in the center of this large floating island, channeling the arcane energy in their bodies, carving an extremely complex pattern on the ground.

But instead of a summoning pattern, it resembles a beacon, and Haramed told Dick that in thousands of years of preparation, the Ethereals had mastered a portion of the power of the Devourers of Worlds, and by artificially crafting this power information, they could attract the abominable Devourers of Worlds in the infinite void.

More ethereal spirits were fiddling with some kind of very sophisticated oversized instrument on the edge of the floating island, which was said to be specially made to imprison Dimontius for a short period of time, which could sever the link between Dimonsius and the ubiquitous shadow energy of the Void, weakening the unshakable magical shield of the oversized Void Lord to the extreme.

It can be seen that the ethereals have indeed been preparing for this trap for a long time, because from that complex instrument, Dick felt an aura very similar to that of the Titans of the Pantheon, and this instrument was definitely very complex to make, absolutely far beyond the imagination of mortals.

"What a strange life!"

Odin sighed to Dick who was standing beside him, "Look at these ethereal spirits, they were originally flesh and blood creatures, but they were washed away by a huge amount of energy, and became this form similar to elemental creatures, but they did not become weak because of this, and even developed a more powerful civilization, Dick, I made the right choice to get out of Azeroth this time... There are too many secrets of the existence of the Twisted Void, and how many other fascinating existences are there under this starry sky?"

Dick grinned and stabbed the sword of order into the ground, looking up at the endless galaxy above him as well.

"There will be a chance... On the road to rebuilding the Pantheon, we will always have the opportunity to uncover these secrets. ”

Odin is worthy of being one of the leaders of the original Titan Guardians, he saw the root of the ethereal spirit at a glance, he was right, before Karesh was destroyed, the ethereal spirits were also flesh and blood creatures like the humans of Azeroth, their civilization level was much higher than that of Azeroth, even when Karesh was invaded by Dimonsius, the ethereals were not without the power to fight back, they arranged a heavy energy barrier outside the planet to block the attack of the greedy Void Lord.

In the beginning, this worked, but then things went wrong, and the Ethereals drew too much arcane energy from the Void, causing these energies to go on an uncontrollable rampage, and the whole of Karesh was washed away by the heavy energy, and as a result, the flesh and blood of the Ethereals were washed away, but their souls were preserved, and they merged with the arcane energy, becoming the energy creatures they are now.

In fact, even without the bandage used to imprison the body, the ethereal spirits can still survive in the void, but even if they are reduced to the current point, they are still unwilling to give up their memories of being human, so they use the bandage to shape their energy body into a human form, which is considered a commemoration of the past.

"You guy... It's infuriating!"

Illidan's figure flashed, and he appeared beside Dick, he looked at the few node princes who had already reshaped the power information to the end with bright red cloth eyes, and couldn't help but complain to Dick, "I'm still supervising the battle in Shadowmoon Valley, and I was pulled here by you, the next time you encounter this kind of thing, can you say hello to me in advance?"

Dick glanced at him, "What? Aren't you satisfied with this business? A complete starport, plus 12 sets of starship engine blueprints, I also got the blueprints of 3 of the most practical large starships from the Astral Consortium, and Haramet also promised that I would sell us the materials we needed at the lowest price, if it were you, you would encounter this kind of deal, would you do it? ”

"Bastard!"

Illidan scolded, but then closed his mouth, although very reluctant, but he had to admit that Dick really made a good deal this time, although with the current engineering level of Azeroth, it is impossible to make a large starship, but with the drawings, it is equivalent to winning a real bright road for the future, Dick has exceeded what he should have done, for the result of what he did, Illidan felt that it was simply impeccable.

But good brothers always have to quarrel with each other, although Illidan never admits it, but in his heart, Dick can indeed be regarded as a fateful friendship.

"I said, can you give me an advance notice next time?"

The old orc Sarufar seemed to have adapted to the rhythm of being captured by Dick, and he just complained casually, "The situation of the Alliance Tribes is so dangerous now, do you know how many things may happen on the day I leave Stormfjord?"

"Don't worry, with me, you can't fight!"

The paladin patted the old orc on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Who can you fight like this?" Sarufar, otherwise, you will leave the affairs of the tribe in the future, and directly join Valagar and come to Drano to kill demons, this is also your hometown, isn't it?"

Dick just said casually, but he didn't expect the old orc to really nod, he muttered for a few seconds, and sighed, "Seriously, I'm really fed up with politics now, if I have the chance, I really want to let go of everything and go back to Draeno to be a pure warrior, I'm actually quite afraid of meeting Fordin and them on the battlefield... I'm afraid I won't be able to do it. ”

"Hey, what are you talking about? Are you so sure you can kill me?"

Old Fordin made a rude gesture towards Sarufar and shouted, "You couldn't kill me on the battlefield before, but now you can't, old bastard, but seriously, it's better not to go to war, Azeroth has been fighting for too long, it's time to recuperate." ”

Even Mograine, who hated orcs before, nodded, to be honest, these are all comrades who have experienced too many battles together, Sarufar is a pure warrior, he said that he may not be able to do it, old Fording and Mograine must be the same, a real man will not be ruthless enough to abandon this kind of comradeship.

But Dick knew that if Lordaeron and the tribe really went to war, Sarufar and Fording would still go to war for their country without hesitation, endure the inner torment and pain, and cut the weapon into each other's bodies, which has to be said to be a tragedy, but this is a man, isn't it?

"Don't worry, if you die, I'll give you a second life. ”

Uther, the night watchman who had been silent, added coldly, and the result was that the audience was cold, Uther's night watch legion is currently stationed in the Hell Rock Bed and Broken Ridge Mountains on the Hellfire Peninsula, which is the area where the demons attack the craziest, but it is also the area where the Azeroth coalition has the greatest advantage, and the dead warriors will not have any fear, and even the demons must fear and submit in the face of the legion that marches forever.

It's a pity that most of the demons, except for a few demons, can't be transformed into necromancy, otherwise, relying on the Night's Watch legion alone would be enough to complete the defense of the entire Draenor world.

"All right, Dick, get your friends ready! Dimonsius is coming!"

The voice of Prince Haramed of the Node resounded in Dick's spirit, the paladin gestured to the others, and the warriors who were talking and laughing immediately entered the battle mode and dispersed in all directions throughout the floating island.

The wings of the death bat behind Uther opened, and opposite him, Old Fording and Mograine drew their weapons, and the scorching light formed a condensed pillar of light, Sarufar lifted his black heavy axe, and the blood-red flames of anger ignited on his body, and even escaped outside his body, and he carried a war hammer behind his back, and after the battle of Ulduar, in order to show his gratitude to the mortal heroes, Ignis the Most Ancient Furnace Keeper gave Sarufar his carefully forged weapon.

The battle axe is called Kaitian, the warhammer is called the ground, and Azeroth's best weapon is only one step away from the legend, which also avoids the embarrassment of having to change weapons after every battle in Sarufar.

Viren waved the staff in his hand, and all kinds of amplification magic were thrown on everyone's bodies, and the existence of this demigod old priest was the most reliable guarantee for this battle.

The silver spear in Odin's hand tapped the ground, his body swelled rapidly in a mortal state, and in a few seconds, he turned into a 15-meter-tall guardian form, golden flame rage and blue thunder pulsed on his body, and the war leader moved his shoulders, this was his first battle in Draenor, he didn't want his opponent to be a soft stomping guy, which would make him very frustrated.

And Illidan also summoned his own Aeginoth Blade, dark green evil flames swirled around his body, and finally merged into his body, his body suddenly rose to 5 meters, the bat's wings behind him opened, and under the two curved black horns, was a real demon body, the double aura of fear and sacrifice escaped on the surface of the body, under the crimson Sargeras vision, the burned eyes, shining with the hottest dark green fire.

Finally, there is Dick.

The spirit of the sun is still chirping like that, but now Anvina rarely appears in front of everyone, after truly obtaining the incarnation of the Angel of Order, the fully grown Anvina prefers to stay in Dick's spiritual world, which is the place where she is most at ease.

The paladin held the heavy sword of order in his left hand and the shield of Agrama in his right hand, and said softly to Anvina,

"My Anvina, let's get started!"

"Hmm!"

"Boom"

The silver flame of order bloomed from Dick's heart, igniting his form in an instant, where the silver flame flowed, the full form of the angel of order opened at this moment, nearly 5 meters tall, and the six silver-white light wings behind it gently flapped in the air, like overflowing lines, full of simple beauty.

Under the silver-white hood is a darkness, which is the complementarity of light and darkness, a symbol of balance, and the silver armor on the body is also densely packed with words, every time it moves, those words will rotate rapidly, like floating petals, the heavy sword that originally needed to be held with both hands is like a real one-handed sword at this time, silver-white light and lightning sparks are beating on it, and the shield of Agrama in the left hand has also become part of that delicate gauntlet.

Two ribbons covered with holy emblems hung from their shoulders, and at the top of their foreheads, the Holy Emblem of Order slowly swirled with silver and gold light.

This is the current Dick, the true Archangel of Order.

The three node princes were also scattered around the pattern that had begun to emit a blue glow, and in the continuous infusion of their energy bodies, the power information that could not be perceived spread rapidly in the infinite void, and after more than ten seconds, a huge darkness responded to them.

Approaching, a dark rift more than 30 meters wide appeared above the floating island, left and right of the rift, grabbed by a pair of black claws, the claws tore fiercely to both sides, Draenor's world barrier has been broken, so the obstruction of this space has no way to block the entry of the Devourer of the Worlds, it is a super giant Void Lord.

The teardrop-shaped body, a body composed entirely of dark energy, with huge shattered shoulder armor on the left and right shoulders, and in addition, it only had a simple pair of claws composed entirely of dark shadows, and a pair of eyes that constantly swayed in the air with dark green lights, and it didn't look majestic at all.

But at the moment of appearance, Dimoncius realized that he had fallen into a trap, it raised its head and let out a silent roar, and at this moment, a crazy shadow storm appeared over the floating island, and under the wave of Dimoncius's frenzied will, it swept through everything that stood in its way.

"Boom Boom Boom"

In the area swept by the storm, all existence, whether it was a floating island in the void or a belt of rubble, was swept away by a huge amount of shadows, completely swallowed up, and everywhere the shadow storm went, there was only a desperate annihilation.

The eyelids of everyone watching this scene were numb, but just before the jaw-dropping shadow storm swept across the floating island beneath everyone's feet, the Ethereal Engineers activated the overly sophisticated instrument, and a dazzling blue arc of lightning appeared from the surface of the instrument, locking the Devourer of Worlds in place for a thousandth of a second.

Odin's expression changed suddenly at this moment, and he could feel that the originally fragile and chaotic spatial barrier around him had been strengthened to an unimaginable extent at this moment, like a cage for death match, locking everyone together with this dangerous guy.

"We've only got 10 minutes to kill it! We've spent 100 years building the masking device, and if we fail this time, the shattered world will be over!"