Technological weapons can be offset by the power of the rules, this meteor is purely a physical damage drawn by magic, Sargeras didn't deal with this at all, according to his thoughts, the chance of the meteor hitting Azeroth is very small, even if one and a half fall, it doesn't matter, this kind of trivial matter still needs my old man to change the rules? Am I that idle!

Seeing that the meteor worked, Akmund chuckled, this is a characteristic of mages, finding loopholes in the rules, enjoying the pleasure of challenging the rules.

He made a quick move, not to mention the meteors near Azeroth, and even the meteors in the nearby galaxies were used by him to adjust their orbits and smash them towards Azeroth's side by some subtle causal coincidences.

The magic power consumed by itself is not much, the key is the understanding of spells, and the analysis of the operation of the laws of the whole world.

As if it were a natural disaster, the huge meteorite slammed into the ground with high temperatures, enveloping most of Azeroth.

How many lives will be killed or injured, whether it will wake up Sargeras, Akmund is not worried.

The more dead and wounded, the easier it will be for them to fight after that, as for alarming Sargeras? If it can be alarmed, it means that their attack this time is effective.

Azhara couldn't watch her capital destroyed, she didn't care about the lowly civilians, but it was absolutely unbearable if no one came to praise her.

To put it cheesily, someone has to be around to shout at her, otherwise she will be uncomfortable.

"Ragnaros! Olakill! When are you going to see it? I now order you to strike! She couldn't help but roar.

The proud Elemental Kings were treated like slaves, coming and going every day, and the two Elemental Kings were dissatisfied with Azhara's tone, but they were subject to others and could only obey now.

The Fire King unleashed his anger on the meteorite with an artifact warhammer, and the Wind Elemental King also struck a chorus, mobilizing the Wind Elementals of Azeroth to help.

Aishara was also not idle, the three of them joined forces, and they could be regarded as keeping the royal capital and several surrounding large cities, intercepting more than ten meteorites, and the rest of the place was not taken care of.

"Haha-" Seeing their busy appearance, Akmund and Viren couldn't help but laugh out loud, and even Kil'Gardan, who was fighting Galakron, laughed twice.

The triumvirate's taunt provoked a frenzied onslaught from Aishara, and the Night Elf Queen and the Fire Lord stormed Akmund.

The King of the Wind Elementals attacked the prophet Viren, plus Kil Gardan, who was still fighting to the death against Galakron, and the seven demigods fought for a while, and the sky was dark, and the sun and moon were dark.

The entire land below the battle area has been plowed by all kinds of magic, and the air is even more dangerous, a lot of arcane energy and elemental energy are mixed together, among which the evil energy is domineering, the arcane is strong, and the elements are quite tenacious, and counting the undead power on Galakron's body and the holy light used by Viren, the scene can be said to be chaotic to the extreme.

Despite being three-on-four, the Ereda Triumvirate still has a huge advantage.

The three of them have worked together for tens of thousands of years, and they know each other well, and they cooperate with each other more skillfully.

The three top-level demigods, and then play some cooperation on the original basis, this is definitely a disastrous consequence for the Essara's side.

"Old friend! Help me. Kil'Gardan shouted at Viren.

Without saying a word, the prophet raised the staff of the artifact in his hand. Naru Road Mark.

The staff was made from the shards of Naruturre, and was strengthened before Vanessa fell asleep.

At this time, the holy light on the staff was boundless, enveloping the whole of Azeroth, and the night turned into day, and the brilliant light of Toure stained the sky with a layer of gold.

This light was so bright, whether it was the dragons in the sky, the elves and trolls on the ground, and even the three Illidan in the depths of Angela saw the vision of heaven and earth caused by the staff.

Viren took out the staff, naturally not to show off, he silently recited the spell, and then pointed the head of the staff at Galakron.

I saw a golden brilliance pierce this most powerful Ancestral Dragon like a meteor.

"Interesting!" Akmund cast a spell quickly, his fingers spread, and then a web-like spell forced Azhara and the Fire Lord back, and he also drew his weapon.

It was the Scythe of the Silencer that Vanessa had given him, and the Scythe echoed the power of the Titan within him, and the casting speed was fifty percent faster out of thin air.

With a flick of the scythe into the air, a golden chain bound Galakron's neck.

The chain is not very long, compared to the thousand-meter-long body of the Ancestral Dragon, it is like a small ornament, but this small ornament directly overwhelms the Ancestral Dragon, as if the chain is heavier than a star.

Twenty-one Eredar runes emerged from it, and the monstrous and ferocious aura of the Ancestral Dragon instantly became wilting.

"Haha! Look at my—" Kilgardan laughed heartily.

He pulled out a large two-handed sword, and Vanessa dismantled the Dark Repayer again before she fell asleep, leaving the Dark Boiler who would be exploited by Sargeras in Argus, and the Unyielding Flame Ripper to Kilgardan.

Seeing that the enemy was suppressed and did not move, Kil'Gardan was not polite, picked up the Flame Ripper, and with all his strength, slashed at Galakron's neck.

Galakron's bones were extremely hard, and ordinary artifacts couldn't hurt this powerful Ancestral Dragon, but the Flame Ripper was not in this range.

Kil'Gardan's strength is also strong enough.

A sword went down, and although he felt some sluggishness, he pressed it hard.

Galakron's neck was burned by the flames, a large amount of death breath rushed out of his body, and the black qi changed into various shapes, including the souls of elves and the resentment of dragons being tortured to death, these pure and abnormal negative energy turned into black cyclones, trying to reverse the erosion of the flame tearer.

Unfortunately, the Flame Ripper is essentially a Titan weapon, and the Flame spreads its fangs at countless unjust souls, purifying all the breath of death in a single swirling effort.

As Kil'Gardan pressed down harder, Galakron's bones, which were stronger than essentia metal, did not block the sharpness of the Titan's weapon, his neck split in two, and his mountain-like head rolled to the ground, the fierce beast's eyes full of anger, and its massive body still struggling violently.

"Pathetic beast!" Akmund's mouth was full of disdain, and as soon as he pointed out, a breezy arcane whirlwind circled the corpse, and the vitality in the corpse of the Ancestral Dragon was instantly lost by more than half.

Kilgardan raised his great sword and slashed several more times at his head.

Viren also raised his staff, and the flame of light fell from the sky.

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