Chapter 509: Aggression is like fire
The origin of all calamities is due to desire, Benny has forgotten where he saw this phrase, he agrees with it, the origin of everything in Azeroth is nothing more than the dark gluttonous desire. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Light also has its own desires, light longs for all good, he fits with the deepest desires of mortals, so he can quickly integrate into the mortal world, and even become the source of mortal faith, however, mortals are also the most changeable race in the world, some people yearn for beauty, and some people yearn for destruction.
The Daruni could not escape this rule, their desires led to war, and also attracted the Burning Legion, and now, their desire was only one ---- to live, for this reason, Elantis so easily believed in a foreigner who had only met for a day, and believed that the army he brought could protect his people, in fact, even he did not know if this choice was correct, until ------he saw with his own eyes how those people defeated the Burning Legion.
"Assemble!" The dust raised by the war horses covered the entire battlefield, but Erantis, who was standing on the top of the mountain, could still clearly see that those strange warriors rode strange creatures, and under the command of the leader, they quickly formed a triangular attack phalanx.
No one spoke, even the animals were unbelievably quiet, the Burning Legion was ignored, and bat-like monsters with evil energy hovered in the sky, and Erantis saw the knight at the head look at the sky, and then raised the abnormally long weapon in his hand.
"This is the Knights' attack formation, the Triangle Arrow Formation, which is very suitable for dealing with the Burning Legion, because although the Burning Legion is called an army, on the battlefield, their formation is usually very chaotic, this is due to the fact that most of them rely on their own killing instinct to fight, although it seems to be extremely disciplined, but once they lose their commander, they are just a plate of scattered sand. Benny turned his head to look at Redpass. "Blow the trumpet, act!"
"Woo~~" The melodious horn blew towards the paladin's attacking footsteps.
"Lost the commander?" asked Elantis, confused.
"There. Benny pointed behind the demon army, where a large shadow was heading towards it, its huge body not bulky at all, but extremely agile.
"The Abyss Lords are usually the commanders of the Burning Legion, but they are usually accompanied by a few Eredas, after all, the brains of the Abyss Lords are not so bright, and their biggest role is not actually to command the troops, but to exist as a deterrent to low-level demons, of course, their own strength is also extremely powerful. β
"You're going to kill it?!" After decades of fighting the Burning Legion, Molotis certainly knows what the Abyss Lord is.
"It's me, Archbishop Molotis, and my fiancΓ©e and Ranger Lord of Dawnlight----- Lady Sylvanas Windranger. Benny smiled and nodded, and Sylvanas took off his cloak and nodded at Molotis.
"With all due respect, Grand Lord Smith, the Abyss Lord is not easy to deal with, and we have countless warriors who have fallen under its massive blade. "Elantis' lingua franca seems to be a bit smoother than Elantis, and for an Arcane Grand Master, language is really not a problem.
"As someone who threatens to save and protect you, I always want people to know that we have that kind of strength, don't I? prove it with that Abyss Lord and these demons on the battlefield!" Benny stretched out his right hand, the white staff condensed on his hand, the Naru mark on his forehead slowly appeared, the golden wings condensed behind him and Sylvanas, the flapping dual grips stirred up some dust, and the two turned into golden streamers and ran towards the battlefield.
"Amanarus?" said Elantis, looking at Molotis in disbelief.
Amanaroth, that is the Daruni word for artifact.
"And the blessing of Naru. Molotis looked at the golden streamer in the distance. "Maybe we've chosen a path of light, Elantis. β
"Even with Amarnarus of the Holy Light, the Abyss Lord is not easy to deal with, it's not a projection, it's a real demon!"
"Look at that. Molotis pointed to the Iron Knights. "Everyone is a warrior with the power of holy light, and even those strange mounts are engraved with runes with the power of holy light. β
"Some resemble arcane runes, but not quite the same. Elantis' eyes shone with arcane brilliance. "It's like the same source as the runes you're using. β
"It is not surprising that under the holy light, they are all siblings. Molotis had a smile on his face, and his heart seemed to be looking forward to a bright future.
"Got the enemy!" Elantis suddenly became a little excited. "Molotis!
The paladins shouted unknown prayers, the dark green smoke in the sky cracked a gap, and under the golden light, the golden wings spread out behind the knights, the long sword in his hand ignited golden flames, and the golden fire mist rose under the horse's hooves, stepping on the ground with pieces of golden hoof prints, and the golden torrent was like a huge and incomparable sharp arrow, shooting straight into the heart of the demon army.
The golden flames ignited everything, even the huge blades in the hands of the demons, and Walter's warhorse had a burning demon corpse stuck in its horn, and several demon guards were lying in front of him, the tall demon guards were a head taller than the war horses.
"Fall!" Walter's roar resounded through the noisy battlefield, and the knights raised their spears, and the golden streamers rushed down like lightning, pouring into the spears and falling into the earth, and the hooves of the Demon Gate were ignited by the spreading holy light, and the surrounding area was empty.
"Points!" The golden arrow split in two from the sharp point, and the knights slammed their feet into the horse's belly, and the war horse accelerated again.
"Return!" The two golden torrents torn the demon's formation from the center, and the two torrents passed through the demon's formation without hindrance, starting from the demon's two wings.
"Throw!" the golden spear condensed in his hand, and Walter roared, throwing his spear into the air, and for a while, the spear rained down.
The golden spear pierced through the demon's body and plunged into the earth, and the demon was ignited with a wail, and the golden spear slowly melted into a flowing golden liquid, which spread across the battlefield, and the demon it touched melted rapidly like a candle thrown into a fire.
The knights broke away from the battlefield and converged again at the location of their charge, the demons stopped moving forward, the flowing golden liquid slowly melted into the earth, the two sides of the demon's formation were completely emptied, the demons were not panicked, because they would not be afraid, they slowly regrouped, and the huge void was refilled.