The loud roar caused everyone to go into a state of temporary deafness, and even the Legendary-level Wawang and Boval were choked enough.

The soldiers were shocked and bleeding, their spears and shields were scattered on the ground, and the soldiers with poor physique fainted directly.

The smoke from the explosion of gunpowder has buried Stormwind in a haze of flesh and ash mixed with Deathwing's flesh and various corruptions.

Corruption produces more Corruption when it comes into contact with real matter.

The mages and priests of Stormwind had to take action, arcane and light swerved, and corruption was gradually contained.

Berval asked his cronies to escort the countess down to the city for a while, and he clutched his sword and shield, staring at the figure at the center of the explosion.

The King of Tile stood side by side with him, and once the huge black dragon landed on the ground, they were the first line of defense.

......

In the very center of the city is the Cathedral of the Holy Light.

A prayer room was secretly built deep underground, something Vanessa didn't know.

At this time, Archbishop Fao, who had become an undead, and Galia, who was armed with the artifact staff of Holy Light, blocked Archbishop Benedictas' way.

Archbishop Fao's eyes were cloudy, his facial expression stiffened, and he made a gesture of listening.

Then he nodded in satisfaction.

He asked, "My student, I heard that when you first built this defense system, you also agreed, and even used some of the church's funds, does this mean that your heart is still bright outward?" ”

Am I looking outward? I was mad! Is it too late for me to take back my original words?

Of course, Archbishop Benedictas would not say such a shameful thing, in order for him to pray to the void smoothly, his private prayer room has the effect of isolating outside interference, and now no matter how loud the gunpowder explosion is outside, it will not affect their conversation.

He sneered: "Light? Fao, your so-called light has been scorching your body, your new disciple, the staff of our former Queen Lordaeron has even contributed to the speed of burning, what is the point of insisting on it every day! Fao! What's the difference between you and me! How much cleaner can you be than me in front of the light! ”

"Teacher! This ......" Galia was taken aback, she didn't know that the Wrath of the Holy Light would actually cause damage to Fao, and couldn't help but stand a little farther away.

Archbishop Fao waved his hand lightly, signaling that it was okay.

He looked at Benedictas, his most proud disciple had been having a bad time lately, he had been tossed several times, the doctrine of the Twilight Judgment had been changed and changed, and he was vomiting blood in his sleep a while ago, and his face was very bad at this time, especially since he found that the Twilight believers he had worked so hard to recruit chose to stay still this time, sitting in the tavern drinking and chatting, not to mention the bad feeling.

Running back and forth on my own, working tirelessly, it seems to become a big joke in the end.

"My student, I said at the beginning, you are most like me, you have wisdom, vision, and tenacity that ordinary people can hardly imagine. Come back, and the Light will receive you again. Archbishop Fao said.

"Hahaha——!" Benedictas couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Holy light? The Light brings nothing but pain to the land! Your faithful disciple, Tirio. Did Fording do anything great when the undead were raging? ”

He pointed at Galia: "No! If it weren't for that good sister of His Majesty Galia, Tirio, who you call loyal and upright, has all the virtues of the world. Furding is also studying how to eat maggots in the Eastern Plague Lands!

What is the use of your Light? It's okay to have it, it's okay if you don't! What has your Light done to the undead, to Lordaeron? Aren't you like a rat, hiding in a dark sewer to survive! ”

His voice grew higher and higher, and finally he completely tore through the disguise, revealing a void energy as thick as heavy ink.

Although this void seemed powerless to him now, he knew that he could not turn back for a long time.

Galia clutched the artifact Holy Light's Wrath, her recent studies have taken her understanding of the Holy Light to the next level, and at this time she already has the rank of a high-level priest, plus an artifact staff that perfectly fits herself, even if she faces a legend, she has the power to fight.

However, today's protagonist is still Archbishop Fao, who is more of a planner.

Fao sighed: "Then I can only solve you today, as long as I solve you, the Holy Light Church will still be pure, and the development of the church will be better." ”

Benedictas grinned and said, "Old thing, then let you see what the Void has given me!" ”

In the next moment, the rich power of the void and the holy light struck each other together, and the two completely opposing energies collided together, causing a huge earthquake that was transmitted from the prayer room to the outside world, and then the brand new Holy Light Cathedral collapsed again......

The duel between the two archbishops, Light and Dark, was not known to outsiders, and at this time, the eyes of all Stormwind City were focused on the sky.

Essentia is the strongest and most difficult metal to extract in Azeroth today, and its defensive power is undeniable, and the craftsmanship of the Twilight Cultists is top-notch, and this armor is even stronger than Deathwing's original dragon body.

However, everything has its limits, and fatigue bombing is effective.

The Night Elf's pokemon self-detonation can kill Akmund, and Deathwing's at this time is similar to Akmund, as long as the yield is sufficient, the tangible things below the true god can't withstand it.

The continuous bombardment made Deathwing feel like he was in the middle of a stormy sea, his armor was shattered, the gunpowder tore his muscles apart, and the wounds became more and more frequent, he was like a punctured water bag, and the hot blood mixed with the power of various elements flew like magma to the ground and the surrounding area of Stormwind City.

The roads burned through, the trees burned, the tall buildings were shattered by the splatters of flesh and essentia, the trade and mage districts of Stormwind were the most affected by the explosion, and both areas were nearly wiped out by the surging elemental power, Deathwing stumbled down into the Valley of the Kings, and the statues of the five heroes of the Dark Gate were all reduced to flying ashes.

Deathwing didn't dare to stay on the ground, Stormwind City at this time really scared him, a hundred goblin rockets, at least seventy were hit, at this time he was confused, his body was even more sore, he couldn't stay here.

With his feet slamming to the ground, the hundred-meter-long guardian dragon took to the air again, and he staggered to the east.

Deathwing was knocked back, and a deafening cheer rang out from Stormwind.

"Long live King Varian!"

"Long live Stormwind!"

"Long live the Alliance!"

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