At the edge of Dalaran's city, the Paladin King reached out to wipe the burned blood on his face, and behind him, Luo Ning, who was about to burn his robes, picked up a rag from the ground and draped it over his body.

On the coastline of the port of Baita City, the two starships that crashed into the sea were like dying beasts soaked in the sea, and the tide of the sea that they set off when they fell almost flooded a quarter of the city, but fortunately, the civilians were transferred to the shelter in advance, so there were not too many casualties, and in the sea, there were countless demons who pounced out of the wreckage of the starship, trying to escape from this sea of war, but the imperial fleet cruising in the sea would not let them go so easily.

"It's a pity..."

Arthas thumped his aching shoulder, the armor there had melted, the terrible burning pain made the Paladin King grin, Ronin weakly raised his hand, blessed Arthas with a healing spell, and then stood with Arthas, watching the last small starship of the Burning Legion turn around, as if to flee from here.

"We can't catch up, we lack air power."

Luo Ning glanced back at Dalaran who was burning with gunsmoke, and the Baita City Port on the ground that was swallowed by the sea, he rubbed his forehead and said with a tangled expression:

"Just let it go, it's actually pretty good to be able to play like this."

"I'm just a little unwilling."

Arthas shook his fist at the sky and said:

"They just burst into our world, and after our lives and homes are a mess, they pat their butts and leave... This makes me very unhappy, these hellish demons, sooner or later they will have to kill them all! ”

"Yo! Looks like I'm late..."

As the two were talking, a call came from the sky behind them, and Arthas heard the familiar voice, and he turned his head to see a surprising scene.

Dense black gyroplanes, those enlarged versions of engineering aircraft, are guarding a huge battleship flying in the sky, slowly rushing out of the dim clouds, it is a warship made of steel and wood, but it does not adopt the shape of a demon starship, but more like the sea warship of the Azeroth civilization, I don't know which genius designed this thing, they fixed a dozen large propellers to the hull, giving this huge warship the ability to soar into the sky.

It's not so much a battleship as a big airship... But the magic shield around it looks solid.

At the top of the airship, there was a statue of a griffin cast into a griffon, with a lion's emblem on the hull, and at the top of the airship, a blue battle flag with a lion's head was flying in the hunt.

This is the sign of the Kingdom of Stormwind!

The kingdom that has been blocked by other kingdoms for more than 2 years... When did they have this kind of thing!

And at the front of the engineering gyrocopter that was guarded was a captured demon shuttle, on the dark green shuttle, there was also the battle flag of the Stormwind Kingdom, and at the edge of the shuttle, a man wearing black armor, carrying a thunder sword, and long black hair, was grasping the edge of the shuttle with one hand, most of his body was in a suspended state, and he was waving his hand at Arthas and Ronin.

It was a man with the smell of war wrapped all over his body...

"Varian!"

Arthas clenched his fists, and he said to Ronin:

"Varian and his army have come to help! I knew he wouldn't leave us! ”

As soon as the Paladin King's words fell, the extremely fast shuttle hovered on the edge of the shattered Crassus platform, and Varian held out his hand to Arthas in the wind:

"Those damn demons just shot down one of my airships! That's my favorite Skybreaker, but that's okay, I still have a ship, and I call it Skyfire..."

Arthas looked at Varian's outstretched hand, and he asked:

"The demons have also attacked the Stormwind Kingdom?"

"Of course, those goofy stupid people want to attack the whole world! They thought Azeroth was all cowards! ”

Varian laughed in the wind, like the most mighty warrior on the battlefield, and said:

"But the battleship they drove to the Flash Plains was all taken down by us, although I also lost the Sky Breaker, but it doesn't matter, 1 for 1, I don't lose! I thought you might need help, so I came, but it looks like you're doing a good job... Now we're going to chase the fleeing demons, do we want to join us? Brother. ”

"Of course!"

As soon as Arthas grabbed Varian's hand, he jumped onto the shuttle piloted by Shore, and at the moment of activation, Arthas shouted to Ronin:

"Ronin, tell Anna! I'm going to knock that damn ship down and use it as a toy for my kids! ”

After speaking, in the cheers of the two brothers, the dark green shuttle began to speed up, catching up with the small starship that was fleeing from the battlefield in the distance, in Luo Ning's eyes, he saw Varian, whose body was wrapped in the fire of anger, jumped up from the shuttle and jumped onto the deck of the starship, and the next moment, the dazzling thunder and golden holy light lit up on the shell of the starship.

Along with the cries of Varian and Arthas...

"For the Empire!"

"In order to... Azeroth! ”

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The dark illusion of the reflection of water waves, projecting the wars and destruction that occurred all over the world, in this dim world, those beating vivid images in front of the person standing in the darkness, forming a shining light curtain, allowing him to see the whole world shrouded in war.

"They're doing a good job, aren't they?"

The slender figure standing in the shadows was like some behind-the-scenes boss hidden deep beneath the world, and his body exuded a dark and obscure aura, and he said:

"Although their strength may be limited, their fists may not be able to hurt those demons who show off their might, and they may only be able to inflict a weak insult on the flames of destruction in a desperate rage, they did not choose to grovel to accept the arrival of the Day of Doom, and in the last day of their lives, which is very likely to be reached, they still raised their swords and tried to defend their home, their lovers and the world."

"I really educated them well, didn't I?"

There was some smugness in that voice, as if he had seen his carefully cultivated children finally grow up to be what he wanted, which gave him great satisfaction, and in this quiet place, he could finally let go of his external disdain and begin to praise them.

"Do you want me to compliment you?"

A gentle voice sounded beside him, accompanied by the sound of high heels stomping on the ground:

"Well, then I'll praise you, you're amazing, my dear... But now, there's something else to do. ”

"I know, I know, there's endless things to do, endless work, so who's next?"

The Great Lord snapped his fingers, and the dim place was filled with a warm light, and under the reflection of that light, he was wearing black armor, and the black cloak behind his back dragged on the black marble floor, as if he was one with the land.

And beside him, the Blood Mistress in a blood-colored dress, who brought the High Lord a glass of wine to moisten his throat, and as the cold liquid slipped into his throat, Aurelia whispered in the High Lord's ear:

"Outside the stars, those demons, the world you planned did not disappoint you, although they also had damage, but at least the demons who had entered this world could not destroy them anymore, but among the stars, they did not know that among the stars above them, there was a force that could easily tear apart this world, that was despair..."

"I know."

The High Lord set aside the empty wine glass, and he looked back at the magical projections arranged like a wall in front of him, and above those light curtains, the story of courage and war continued, and he said:

"Let them keep their courage."

"Let the flame of civilization continue to burn in this weather-beaten land."

"Let the flame shine on them..."

"It is unseemly and undeserved to let helpless children face the most vicious thugs, and we adults will face those desperate futures."

"My dear, what I need, are you ready?"

"My Heroic Spirits... Ready to go to war? ”

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The city of Titan Ulduar, located in the far north of the world, on the top of the world, on the north pole of the world, has been closed by a pile of tourists ten days ago.

Seriously, there are very few tourists in this place in the truest sense of the word.

The Titan Guardians don't mind sharing their knowledge with the mortals of Azeroth, but only if they rely on themselves to cross the dead cold of Northrend, and they rely on themselves to cross the terrifying storm cliffs that have engulfed so many lives, and rely on their own feet to enter Ulduar.

In other words, the Titan Guardians will only share their knowledge and treasures with the most courageous, powerful, and determined people in Azeroth, and they will not be able to overcome their own inner flaws and will not be recognized by the Guardians.

And now, in the huge antechamber of the Titan City, thousands of storm landmarks have been re-erected, these storm landmarks were originally connected to Ulduar's military facilities, once opened, there will be a steady stream of iron dwarves and steel soldiers, but these things have now been modified by Mimiron, they are directly connected to Ulduar's power core, there are some weird metal conduits on them, and below the storm beacon, there are dancing blue sparks shining.

Until they actually kick in, no one knows what these things are for.

And in the antechamber of Ulduar, some people were gathering there, as if waiting for the arrival of some big man.

"Buzz"

As the rift in the Dead Realm opened, the Grand Lord Tyrion appeared in the antechamber of Ulduar, coming alone and without any attendants.

"What do I want?"

The Great Lord looked at the few people in front of him, and he said bluntly:

"Is it done?"

"Here!"

The bronze dragon king Nozdorm, who had taken on human form, moved away, revealing the round crystal behind him, with blue and yellow light floating inside, which looked quite familiar, very similar to the Eye of Sargeras that the Great Lord had obtained.

"The Rainbow of Focus, the magical storage device on the Azeroth Magic Web, and the embodiment of Malygos' magical authority, I can't imagine what you said to him for the stubborn Malygos to lend you this treasure."

Isera, the king of the green dragon, crossed her waist and patted the blue magic crystal, and she said to the Great Lord with a serious face:

"The magic of this thing itself can tear open the world ten times! And at your request, Nozdorm has also injected it with the power of time, which makes the fluctuations generated when it explodes last longer and are more destructive, who are you going to use it against? ”

"Who else could it be?"

The Great Lord was satisfied with the blue orb of magic and threw it into the rift of the Dead Realm, and said to the two dragon kings in front of him:

"Thousands of demon starships are hovering over this world, they will come with a salvo of devastating main guns at any moment, I need everything that is very powerful, and the Rainbow of Focus is a good fit, it can be used many times anyway... It's time for you to help those mortals, their war with the demons is fierce, they are doing a good job, it's time to give them some "reward". ”

With that, the High Lord turned around and was about to leave, but as he reached the antechamber of Ulduar, he said to Mimiron, the mechanical guardian who was banging there:

"Don't forget to open the World Shield in a moment... The battle of the Darkblade in the stars will be in full swing, and I don't want to destroy the world with my own hands. ”

"No problem, don't worry!"

The funny mechanical gnome Mimiron made an "OK" gesture to Tyrion, and the mechanical gnome pointed to the sky, and said in its own high-pitched voice:

"Those demons have placed some of their warships in orbit on the planet Azeroth, not too far from us, so get your Immortals ready, this time, they're going to catapult into the air, I hope they don't get frightened!"

"Don't worry, they're much more daring than you think!"

Tyrion smiled, he raised his hand, and a dark blue rift in the front hall of Ulduar burst open, like a door to another world, and under the call of the High Lord, the Hellfire Warband, which had just completed a new round of "redressing", was in the Legion Commander Luminas. Under the leadership of Yang Scar, he stepped out of the rift in the death realm.

Lord Luminas, dressed in military uniform, looked up, her Heroic Soul body glowing like jade in the sunlight, she still maintained her human form, but no longer had a flesh and blood body in the traditional sense, replaced by a spirit formed by the convergence of death, arcane, and elements, like a spirit like little Yuna.

Complete, beautiful and immortal, it is full of an illusory sense unique to the spirit body.

Not only Luminas, but the elite of the Hellfire Warband behind her, in this huge phalanx of 6,000 people, each Death Knight has its own heroic spirit body, they are no longer the ruthless drive wrapped in cold and darkness as before, the Supreme Gate has given them a new form, and the soul of completion has allowed fresh emotions to breed again.

This is a true Immortal legion, and they have no weapons in their hands, because their real weapons are here, in the midst of Ulduar.

Luminas stood on the edge of the Dead Realm, she stopped, the transformed Heroic Spirits could not step into the present world in this way, and the moment they became Heroic Spirits, the rules of the Dead Realm completely bound them, cutting them off from all ties to the present world, and if they wanted to enter this living world, they had to do it in another way.

"The Hellfire Heroic Warband report to you! Great Lord! ”

Luminas raised her hand in a heroic salute, and behind her, 6,000 Immortal Knights raised their left hands in unison, clenched their fists in front of their chests, a sight that pleased Tyrion and nodded.

"Very well, soldiers."

The High Lord glanced back at Mimiron, the mechanical guardian pressed the button, and in the sound of gears and machinery, in the shadows of the extended death, the earth in the antechamber of Ulduar slowly cracked at this moment, and around those heroic spirits, one after another metal boxes appeared on the ground, and in those metal boxes, they were specially equipped for heroic spirits... The sharpest weapon.

"Let's change your clothes!"

The Great Lord waved his fingers:

"And then come with me... Enter the battlefield! ”