Chapter 636: A Parting Gift
Hundreds of portals have been erected near the Dark Gate of the Hellfire Peninsula, and thousands of demonic armies belonging to the Burning Legion have been continuously gathered from all corners of the universe.
Since the Outlands don't have the protection of the Titans like Azeroth, there is no need to worry about interference and restrictions, and in just a few days, more than 100,000 demons have been summoned, some of them are attacking the walls and fortresses of hellfire controlled by Illidan's orcs, and others are entering the Cursed Lands to attempt a third invasion of Azeroth.
As for the Doomsday Lord, Kazak, who is now in the north on the high mountain named Kil'Gardan Throne, personally commands the army in charge of the war in the outer lands, while his deputy Kurul is responsible for attacking the Watchfort and preparing to launch a full-scale invasion of the empty eastern continent.
Fight on two fronts without terrain and strategic superiority!
I'm afraid that apart from the Burning Legion, there is simply no second force that dares to be so arrogant!
But with the absolute double advantage of quality and quantity, the whole project has gone exceptionally smoothly, at least so far without any real obstacles.
Needless to say, the orcs created by Illidan using the blood of Mathridon were all crushed around the fortified fortresses and walls, and in time they were bound to be torn to pieces by a steady stream of demons.
Even a part of Kurul's army has already passed through the Twilight Forest and is heading straight for Stormwind City, and if the alliance can't complete the defense within three days, the entire Stormwind Kingdom may fall.
As good as it sounded, Kazak didn't take it lightly.
Because he learned from the fraudster Kilgardan that the Dreadlord's hometown had been turned into cosmic dust by the raid of the "traitor" Illidan, there was no guarantee that the other party would not replicate a similar situation in the Outlands.
After all, the Outlands were almost drained during the orc invasion, and both the ecological environment and the earth's crust were extremely fragile, and it was entirely possible to repeat the spectacular scene of Nazreza's destruction.
That's why the Fraudster Kilgardan didn't come directly and crush Illidan's stronghold, the Dark Temple, with his unrivaled power.
It's not that I don't want to do it, but I don't dare.
Ever since Akmund the Polluter was killed by the Night Elves under the World Tree, he has become much more cautious in his movements, lest he follow in the footsteps of the former.
What's more, Kil'Gardan recently had a new plan, that is, with the help of the vast magic of the Sunwell, his powerful body would enter Azeroth through the protection set by the Titans and capture the unawakened Star Soul.
And this time, the Night Elves no longer have a World Tree empowered by the guardian dragon to detonate a terrifying blast of energy.
Of course, Kazak didn't know about these ambitious plans for the time being, and was standing on the top of the mountain condescendingly watching the fierce battle scene on the Hellfire Peninsula, and without looking back, he asked the busy Morge mechanic behind him: "When will our magic mecha be built?"
"Great Doomsday Lord! At the current pace, it will take at least four days or so. Mechanic Morgo replied, hastily halting what he was doing.
Directly in front of him, a behemoth made entirely of evil cast iron stood next to the camp, almost as tall as Kazak, or even a little higher, and could easily tear through the strongest fortifications, whether it was a huge iron fist or enough to step on the paws of a kodomon.
"Two days! I'll just give you two days! If you can't get these big guys moving after two days, I'll shoot you out of the barrel of the evil cannon. Kazak threatened with a wave of the huge magic weapon in his hand.
Just as Mechanic Morgo was trying to buy a little time, a familiar figure suddenly descended from the sky at an extremely fast speed, and the twin blades glowing with green light instantly slashed dozens of demon guards who didn't have time to react.
"Illidan?!" Kazak undoubtedly recognized the comer, his eyes widening in disbelief.
He couldn't believe that the other party dared to come to his territory alone.
"Long time no see, Lord of Doom. I didn't expect Kilgardan to send you to kill me. The Demon Hunter greeted with a sneer.
"You're the only one?" said Kazak, narrowing his eyes and looking around, trying to find more enemies lurking nearby.
You must know that he is not one of those brainless abyss lords, and he understands that a sinister and cunning guy like the other party will not appear in front of him unprepared.
"What, you're scared?" said Illidan in a defiant gesture as he raised his Aeginoth blade aloft.
When Kazak saw this, he immediately swung up his huge two-handed sword and smashed it down, and at the same time roared viciously: "Afraid, I will be afraid! Despicable Night Elves! You will pay for your arrogance!"
"Hahahaha! Come on, let me see what you're capable of!" Illidan laughed and soared into the air, using the back of his detour, to cut two deep wounds on the Doom Lord's massive wings.
Burst!
The hot blood suddenly scattered and splattered in all directions!
"Ah!!!!!!! die!" the wounded Kazak furiously furious, raising his hand and shooting out several powerful rays of shadow energy.
Several Ganerge laborers who didn't have time to dodge were torn to shreds!
As the so-called "immortals fight mortals suffer", in the attack of the Doomsday Lord, all the unlucky people who are involved in the failure have almost without exception become mutilated corpses and minced meat.
No one noticed that behind the cliff of Kil'Gardan's throne stood a young human, concentrating on channeling magical energy.
The entire mountain, as well as the Burning Legion on the Hellfire Peninsula frontline, are all within the reach of this powerful strategic magic.
There is no doubt that he is none other than Zhang Cheng, who wants to give a big gift to the enemy before leaving.
Due to his interference, the Dark Gate predates the course of history by several months, and if left unchecked, it is likely to lead to a series of chain reactions, such as the flying fortress Naxxramas controlled by Kel'thugad, which will not be long before a new round of attacks is launched.
In order to make sure that Chromie would not get into trouble with him, Zhang Cheng felt that it was best to weaken the Burning Legion's power in the Outlands before leaving.
With the sound of fierce collisions from the fight below, he quickly completed all the preparations for the complex magical ritual, and gently raised his staff, the supreme authority.
In a moment!
Blinding golden light erupted from the crystalline at the top, enveloping nearly a quarter of the Hellfire Peninsula like a net!
These pure holy lights were like lasers, directly cutting those demons who were not strong enough into pieces.
The powerful demon is even more miserable, like a fat pig falling into a steel wire net, the more it struggles, the deeper it is embedded in the body.
Accompanied by a violent burning sensation, thousands of demons began to let out screams and wails of extreme pain......
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