"Our world may not be as good as the thousands of worlds you have destroyed...... But this is Azeroth, this is the home of all of us, how could I watch you destroy it?!selama ashalanore!!"

Driven by his Fire Elemental Phoenix mount, Kael'thas chanted slogans in mid-air while continuously attacking with powerful flame spells inherited from the Sunseeker family.

1 piece, 2 pieces...... 10 pieces! Kael'thas blasted out the high-energy flame explosion technique that he had compressed and extracted in advance in just 10 seconds! The sudden surge of high temperature increased the heat of the surrounding air by several levels, as if the large fireball that had evaporated the air had hit the same point very accurately, and it was the last trace of defense on Akmund's strange defensive barrier that Kael'thas had penetrated by the ten fireballs.

And when the last fireball of the Whistling Flame Explosion Technique was still drawing a graceful arc in the air, the Great Magister Romans, who had won the weight of the two generations of Sun Kings, also very skillfully cooperated with Kael'tham's spell casting, ignition, burning and ** bomb cycles were stacked on top of each other, and the spell was used in the same position of Akmund's left hand for the first time, and almost all the cooperation was able to increase Kael'tham's spell again!

These mages are the smartest of the mortals of Azeroth, and having witnessed the entire battle, they naturally discovered how Malygos penetrated Akmund's defenses, so they would not use any more group damage spells anyway, which would not cause any trouble to the enemy, and, moreover, these** The masters have all cast spells one by one, and almost all of the spells that ordinary mages need to chant for a long time are as ready to use as magic scrolls that have been pre-read and preserved, and each one of them is eager to use their exquisite spell-casting skills to blast all the attacks into the same position!

And here, there is also a ** division-level caster who is focused on the assistance, that is, under the effect of Modra's local deep freezing, Gianna's frost spell has been greatly improved, and under the acceleration of the cold blood, she cast 5 ice arrows, 10 ice spears and 10 ice spikes at the same time in Kael'thas's 10 large fireballs!

The stacked blocks of ice continued to spread out from below and upwards, sticking to Akmund's left rib like a tumor made of a huge ice cube, making the originally majestic demon look strangely sick.

"It's time, Sal!" Gianna shouted to Sal, who had been accumulating energy.

"You don't need to say more!"

Thrall had been waiting for this time, he had begun to gather his power from the beginning of the opportunity created by those hateful undead, and then the opportunity created by humans and elven mages was like a blindfold, and finally, the most suitable time, that is, now, a large area covered in ice appeared under Akmund's left rib, and it was the perfect time for him to summon a thundercloud storm and release a lightning strike!

"Ahh

With the help of the mighty Kane's bloody hooves, the lightning rush totem was thrown one after another, accurately inserted into the stacked ice blocks, and Woking's strange dance also allowed Thrall to gain more power, the three elemental bonuses of elemental overload, elemental echo, and elemental concentration made Thrall feel as if he controlled all the wind elements in Azeroth at the moment of bursting out of power!

A dense black cloud quickly appeared on the left side of Akmund, and the thunderstorm poured out wildly! The sudden bright electric light overshadowed everything around him, and then the lightning chains, lightning arrows on the ground, and continuous electric energy rushed out of Thrall's hand, and in the blink of an eye, it exploded on the dense pile of ice!

"Lala......"

Every time the irascible electricity hit these ice cubes, it would increase its power several times, but because it could not break through Akmund's skin, the electricity could only be scattered and rushed, and the scorched black marks were all over Akmund's left ribs, and in an instant, thick smoke billowed out, and even the wound that had been injured by Malygos before began to re-emerge blood!

Their coordinated attacks are effective! This is all lifting the spirits of these mortal powerhouses!

And what they are looking forward to even more is Sylvanas as the finishing blow. The Ranger General stood farther away, unremarkably preparing the aiming and shooting skills common to both Ranger and Hunter after her teammates in front of her unleashed powerful and targeted attacks. However, unlike normal aimed shooting, Sylvanas had been gathering strength for this blow for a little too long, and she was just getting ready until Thrall's thundercloud offensive was almost over.

On the Divine Bow Solidar, the "Arrow of Light" larger than an adult is impressively in place, and the energy light at the arrow is like a black hole, constantly absorbing energy. Now, I don't know how much energy is compressed in this mass of arrows like little suns!

The ever-increasing energy intensity made even Akmund, who had always disdained the harassment of mortals, look sideways, and he immediately realized that if this blow came out, it might be comparable to the bad breath attack of the damn blue lizard!

"Stupid Ants"

Dissatisfaction in his heart, the strength and cooperation of these mortals who burst out at this moment did make Akmund feel a little threatened, although they would be exhausted after a few blows, and they would not have to do it themselves when the time came, I am afraid that someone would lose their strength and even die directly, but the lesson should still be learned, let them settle down, and also let them know how to serve the new master of the world!

Akmund waved his left hand slightly, and his body shook slightly

Kael'thas and Romans, who were still maintaining high bursts and high output, made them dumb like a candle when they were extinguished, and he glared at Gianna and Modra...... The strongest ** masters in the world couldn't invoke any magic power in an instant, and the four mages covered their heads in pain and breathed in the fresh air, as if they were not mages at all, just ordinary passers-by who were frightened by this horrific scene and collapsed to the ground.

"Hahahaha, what a ridiculous clown, you managed to amuse me, and in return, I can let you choose whether you want to be loyal to the Legion or not. Like a king who has finally had a moment to relax and laugh after seeing the court clowns, Akmund wanted to include the "clowns" in his command.

Then, as if the king wanted to show the "clowns" that he was sincere and not casually, Akmund's hooves flicked to the side and back, and a shallow pit was dug into the earth, and the deadly stones and clods easily scattered a small formation of the three heroes of the tribe in their positions and spells and protection.

Even with Kane's protection and assistance, Sal and Woking had to interrupt their spells in the rain of rubble and mud that was like a rain of rubble and mud from the sky, choosing to retreat and protect themselves. In fact, these stones were crushed by Akmund's power too small to be too threatening, but the shock wave and the additional evil energy brought by the casual flick of the foot were the deadliest things, and this was what Thrall and the others had to dodge.

"Dreaming!"

A clear and beautiful rebuke was heard, and Sylvanas, who finally let go of the bowstring, shot out the "Arrow of Light" that carried the strongest blow of the mortal powerhouse! The huge "Arrow of Light" seemed to replicate the arrow of the last round of Tyrande, which was attached to the power of the moon god at a long distance, like a ray of light that cut through space, and went straight towards Akmund.

However, Akmund, who had already made full preparations, easily used his left hand to condense a storm of evil energy, and resisted the incoming "Arrow of Light".

"Zizi!"

The two energies collided for only a moment, and as Akmund raised his finger slightly, the storm of evil energy swept vertically into the sky with the "Arrow of Light......

"Boom"

The energy entangled with dark green and white light exploded with ease, as dazzling as a salute for the soon-to-be-born "new king" of Azeroth.

In fact, even if Sylvanas completely replicated Tyrande's elusive arrow, he would no longer be able to hurt the well-prepared Akmund, who had clearly seen through this similar spatial teleportation routine, and with a great demon like him who was a powerful warlock and warrior class mixture, he would not fall in the same place twice.

"Hahahaha, ants, is that what you can do? This is really disappointing to me......" Akmund's left hand to defend and repel the "flies" was retracted and placed on the trunk of the tree in Nodashir, he raised his head slightly, staring at the twilight of Azeroth, "Cherish your last wonderful time, I've had enough of you ants' endless resistance, obediently accept the wrath of the Legion......"

The mortal powerhouses who had eased up a little looked at the "Arrow of Light" in the sky that they had high hopes for, and it was like a broken dream, and the points of light that exploded under the impact of evil energy and then scattered were reflected exceptionally brightly by the twilight sunset. This was supposed to be a beautiful twilight scenery, but one by one in the sky, portals like whirlpools opened, and more than two dozen hellfires larger than the average hellfire body burst out, bringing out the dangerous smell of this originally beautiful scenery.

The hellfires that burst out of it did not hesitate at all, and they fell to the ground one after another!

The landing point is not elsewhere, it is the position of those mortal powerhouses, the hellfire that falls in such a size, quality and speed, in a normal way, they can't dodge it at all, but fortunately, the ** masters recovered a little, and endured the severe pain and used flash and short-distance teleportation spells one after another to take people away from the landing point of the hellfire.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Twenty-six successive blows smashed into the devastated land of Mount Hyjal, but the tremors were no longer too surprising and shocking to those mortal powerhouses who had already faced Akmund and deeply felt the chasm, and although no one resigned themselves to their fate, their eyes were more desperate.

Everyone has some injuries on their bodies, whether it is external or internal, everyone feels very tired and can't lift up a little more strength. The Druids who arrived later were able to heal the wounds of the warriors, but they could not stop the loss of courage and the dredging of hope...... Everyone's hearts were thinking about countless ways to fight with all their might, but none of them could hurt the demon who was already absorbing the power of this world......

Now, the army of hellfire, which was almost 10 meters high just by standing up, was heading towards the side of the mortal powerhouses who had withdrawn to the side, and with each step, the place where the green grass could still be seen turned into scorched earth, and the air that could be breathed instantly became turbid and foul-smelling!

The heroes also stood up and re-stamped, and they looked at each other, ready to raise their strength to deal with the obstructive Hellfire first, and then try to attack Akmund to buy Vandal one last round of time.

But suddenly, the mid-air brightened, it was a "magic array" composed of mysterious patterns that even the smartest mages had never touched, but the next second, the "magic array" that subverted the cognition of those mages seemed to be filled with golden light

, a familiar spell structure appeared there

Fountain of Light.

Huge circles of the Fountain of Light appeared out of thin air on the heads of the hellfires that had just landed and were getting up and walking in the direction of the heroes, and then, like a point-to-point irradiation, the holy light poured down mercilessly, like a torrent rolling down, beyond the power of human beings to stop.

The hellfires that were constantly weakened and gradually "melted" under the illumination of the high concentration of holy light, as if they would melt away layer by layer like ice under the strong light with every step they took, and even if they finally walked in front of everyone, they would not be able to form any combat power.

"Hey, guys, I guess I'm not too late, am I?"

With a familiar voice and the familiar group's rapid action of "brushing buffs and blood", Edlan, whose body was wrapped in golden holy light, slowly fell from the sky.

At this moment, after another run and tiger roar from behind the crowd, Tyrande arrived on a mount, and she looked around at the people who had recovered well after the blessing of the buff status, and did not look at the strange eyes of those who looked at her, and said to herself: "Let's do it, let's drive the damned demon out of our world!"

The white figure quickly broke out of the crowd like this, like a silver dawn, and crashed headlong into the hellfire that was being scorched by the holy light! Just as the other heroes were sweating for Tyrande's actions and were about to come to their aid, the silver dawn pierced through the formation formed by the hellfire.

The silver light of the moon and the golden glow of the holy light complemented each other, and under the severe "light pollution", only the eyes of those heroes could see how Tyrande rode and wielded that strange weapon to destroy the hellfire one by one.

To put it simply, the power of the moon god is attached to the weapon, and the abundant energy makes the originally short weapon as a dagger instantly become a long-handled double-headed gun, and Tyrande is like a fierce general who rides a thousand horses and directly advances, opens the bow left and right, and protrudes, and the movements are simple and capable, not at all like a high-level priestess who can only play bows and séances before!

Vandall, who had been waiting for the opportunity and was accumulating energy for the Ancient Horn, also twitched at the corner of his eye, whether it was Savis's plan or wanting to hug the thigh of the bronze dragon, he originally wanted to obtain the position of the leader of the Night Elves with the merit of saving Azeroth this time, but now the super high combat power shown after Tyrande was promoted to the god of war on the moonnight made him have to mutter how feasible his plan is......

The elite hellfire he summoned was extinguished not long after it landed, such a movement Akmund naturally sensed, and he also felt the energy fluctuations of the natural and mortal enemies, driven by curiosity, Akmund glanced at Edlan's direction, "Hmm? It turned out to be the lackey of the Holy Light, I didn't expect to meet the electors of the Holy Light in this world...... I'll be the new Titan in your place, and your history won't go on......"

"You're right, our history will one day be interrupted or even disappear...... But that's not a reason for us to give up now!" a reinvigorated Kael'thas rode on a fire elemental phoenix to spread his wings again, and the other mages realized that it was far more efficient to fly in the air than to have a fixed position on the ground, so they summoned their magic flying carpets to fly one by one.

The druids turned into storm crows to find favorable terrain and transform, but only a few of the great druids went to fight, and the other druids would support in the rear. The Great Druids may turn into Bears and charge against Akmund...... hooves, or turn into cheetahs silently detour the enemy's rear and wait for an opportunity, or turn into a beast and begin to assist those ** divisions to carry out magic bombardment on Akmund, for a while, the surge and explosion of magic bloomed around Akmund again, and the colorful "light pollution" is very beautiful.

Sylvanas, who had consumed the most before, could not recover immediately this time, so she could only unfortunately use her archery skills in the rear, and used special arrows to create dazzling flashes of light, trying to interfere with Akmund's judgment.

Not to be outdone, the three heroes of the tribe rushed towards the Great Demon with heroic and steady steps, and this time Kane was no longer playing the role of a defender and auxiliary, the blood-red mist around him became thicker and thicker, and the anger unique to the warrior class had been raised to the extreme by him!

Like a red fierce star, Kane's bloody hoof, holding a huge totem, leaped straight to the thigh of the archdemon, and the swift wind unleashed by Thrall and Woking seemed to lift Kaneto, allowing the latter to make another heroic leap, straight to the left rib where Akmund was concentrated just now!

"I'm not as good as the legendary Hunn, but it's time for you to see the strength of the Minotaurs!"

“！！！”

The huge totem smashed violently on Akmund's left ribs, and Kane, who had completely released his power to the enemy, had not yet made the next move, when he felt something lightly tap on his shoulder, and a ball of silver-white light passed by in an instant!

"Lend it to your shoulder, Minotaur. ”

Kane didn't figure it out, only heard Tyrande's voice come from her, and she herself was already flying out like an arrow from a string, heading for Akmund's head!

Edlan, who used the "Wings of Light" to fly in the air but found himself a little clueless, looked at this lifeless woman, and the corners of his eyes twitched, but the next second he was about to protect Tyrande's erratic figure, his pupils constricted!

Akmund countered ......