Some people say that all great military operations in which the weak defeated the strong in the memory of history, in essence, are desperate adventures.

If it succeeds, it is naturally a classic case of the weak defeating the strong, and countless people will use it for repeated research in the future, but if it fails, it will become a joke after people's tea, and even be hung on the pillar of shame in history and never be able to turn over.

There was no doubt that Illidan's attack on Nazreza was a perfect sneak attack, so perfect that the Nasrezm Demon Lords didn't even dare to come forward to organize a rout, and could only watch as thousands of low-level demons were cut and surrounded by the evil orcs, and then killed and wounded little by little under the attack of the demon hunters.

After countless hunts and captures, the originally immature Demon Hunter recruits have become stronger and stronger, and some have even reached a level that can make the Dreadlords feel jealous.

Of course, the price is not without it, seven or eight unlucky people who have absorbed too much evil energy directly kill and kill and explode, and the green evil energy storm tore everything within a hundred meters of the surrounding area into pieces.

Pain, torment, betrayal, and eternity are entangled with demonic spirits, and at any time they can explode due to inhaling too much evil energy......

It can be said that in all of Azeroth, there is no more dangerous profession than a demon hunter.

Except for the madmen who have lost everything to the invasion of the Legion, no one wants to be demon hunters, they are a bunch of wretched creatures who have been devoured by hatred and reason, destined to embark on a path of destruction with no return, just to be able to vent their inner anger and radiate the brightest light like a meteor before falling, bringing the light of death to the enemy with fear.

Looking at the elves in the distance who were fighting like beasts, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "Sure enough, it is still an intelligent life under extreme emotions, and the potential of the soul will be released to the greatest extent."

It seems that the necessary condition for evolution has never been the so-called positive emotions.

On the contrary, negative feelings that are enough to break down are.

As the saying goes, pain is the medicine that makes you remember the mistakes you made and then make sure you don't make them again, and maybe evolution is the same.

Next time, I can try to add some ingredients to the potion that evoke painful memories in order to maximize the strong emotions and prompt the brain to respond correctly......"

Just as he was about to stand up and re-examine the errors and omissions of the huge Soul Detention Circle under his feet, a powerful energy fluctuation suddenly flashed at the end of the city.

Moment!

Dark green evil energy connects the sky and the earth!

In less than three or five minutes, a huge arched portal with a height of more than thirty meters and a width of twenty meters slowly opened!

Before the bloodthirsty and brutal orcs could react to what had happened, a huge figure rushed out from within.

"Ah!!!!!! humble little bug!

The massive Abyss Lord roared as he directly smashed more than thirty orcs into pulp with unrivaled strength.

There was a demon hunter who tried to rush up and take out this dangerous enemy, but before he could jump up, he was slammed into the wall by the double-headed sword, slamming into the wall more than thirty meters away, screaming and spewing out a large mouthful of blood.

"Hahahaha! This is what the little bats are talking about as powerful invaders?phew! they only deserve to hide in a dark corner and play tricks!" Katgaz burst out laughing, mocking the Dreadlord who had never been much of a dealer.

After all, in the eyes of the Abyss Lord, who is keen to crush the rebels head-on with his might, the Dreadlord is like a clown who hides behind his back and does dirty work.

And in the eyes of the Dreadlord who likes to disintegrate the resistance from within at the minimum cost, the Abyss Lord is a group of reckless men who have muscles in their brains, only know how to fight and kill, and don't know what strategy is at all.

The difference in their thinking is like the two extremes of ice and fire, and if they don't fight on weekdays, they can be regarded as looking at the face of the Dark Titan Sargeras.

With the arrival of the Abyss Lord, more portals opened one by one, and countless demon armies poured out of them, there were more than sixty demon lords alone, and tens of thousands of evil orcs and a small number of demon hunters were not opponents at all, and they were beaten back in the blink of an eye, and it was only a matter of time before the entire army was wiped out.

Obviously!

As the most powerful military organization in the entire universe, the Burning Legion has an overwhelming advantage in both quantity and quality, and without the Void Lord and the Titan Pantheon, who don't know the depths at all, I'm afraid that no force can compete with them head-on.

In fact, if it weren't for the arrogance of Akmund the Polluter, who directly and steadily destroyed the forest where the Night Elves lived, and let the coalition forces slowly exhaust the last supplies, the conquest of Azeroth would have been an easy task, and where would he have died tragically under the World Tree.

Watching the defeated Orcs and Naga alliances, Zhang Cheng began to hesitate to use two more strategic spells to delay time, or at least hold on until his allies returned safely.

But before he could make a decision, a tall figure swept across the sky, landed with a thud, and said with a loud laugh, "Your prophecy has been fulfilled!

"Congratulations, so can we retreat next?" asked Zhang Cheng with a smile on his face.

"Yes! The first part of the program is about to enter its final stage. Illidan curled the corners of his mouth, a cruel smile undisguised across his face.

Zhang Cheng seemed to sense something, and asked again with a smile: "What about these troops, and what will be their fate?"

"Victory is forged by great sacrifices! There is no victory without sacrifice! They will shed their last drop of blood to attract the attention of the demons to the maximum extent possible and buy us time to cast spells. Illidan did not hide his intentions at all, and generously admitted that these poor fellows were cannon fodder to be consumed.

From the very beginning of the plan, this sneak attack force had no intention of retreating, but would fight the demons until the last moment, witnessing the destruction of the Dreadlord Lord's hometown.

"Then let us salute the sacrifices of the warriors, whose bloody battle will be the death knell of the destruction of the Burning Legion. Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

He was obviously not the kind of person who would be moved by the so-called heroic sacrifice, and his mind was full of thoughts about how many demonic souls the explosion of the entire planet would bring to him.

"Hold off the demons for me!" Illidan commanded casually, immediately chanting a jerky incantation.

Under his guidance, all the energy of the entire Nazreza became extremely unstable, and the most global manifestation was that the originally stable portal erupted into a violent shock, and the shock caused a chain reaction of evil energy and shadows around it.

Next Second......

Rumble!!!!!!!!!!

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