Under the demon's blade, Liadline called out pleadingly. Although she never wanted to succeed and drain Naru's energy for her own use, which was originally contrary to the way of the Paladin, she and her Blood Knights made too many mistakes.

The present situation seemed to be a punishment, and Liadline repented and prayed in her heart. The demon's blade nearly pierced her arm.

However, in the midst of endless pain, a golden light broke through the shackles of darkness, and the Holy Light miraculously responded to Liadrin's plea. Endless light enveloped Liadrin, and the demon's battle axe was immediately flicked away by the powerful power of the Holy Light, and the four or five demon guards around were also shocked away by the incomparably powerful power of the Holy Light.

Bright light surrounded Liadrin, and she stood up, her face bloodied and her eyes filled with tears.

Lothmar could not be resurrected, but revenge was ongoing.

Liadrin's longsword bloomed with endless brilliance, and a fountain of holy energy surged above it, and the Blood Knight, now a paladin. The fallen Demon Guardian stood up and laid siege to the scarred Blood Elf knight Liadline from all sides. However, Liadrin's eyes flashed not only with grief, but also with anger.

She wielded the sword of the Blood Elf, and in the flash of bright light, a flaming demon fell to the ground and died. The last thing left in their eyes was the furious Blood Elf Knight. Wings woven of golden light appeared behind her, the barrier formed by the holy light unbreakable.

A few minutes later, the cabin was filled with the corpses of the demons. However, Lotherma could no longer be resurrected. He was still in the same way he was before he died.

Grief-stricken, Liadline knelt beside her lover, her iron armor grinding against the ground with a clattering sound. Tears dripped down her eyes, and a large hole was pierced in Lotherma's chest. His heart had been cut in half, and the blood had completely stained him red, as well as Liadeline's armor and hands.

"Why ......"

The empty cabin echoed with the mournful cries of paladins.

"Why not me? ……”

She hissed and was exhausted.

……

"It's time, brothers. Follow me and rush in, for the Union! ”

Above the Sunwell Heights, the massive Storm Fortress was under unimaginable pressure, thousands of demons huddled around it like a swarm of bees besieging their prey. On the ground, Ares raised his sword and shouted to command thousands of elite warriors of the Alliance, and rushed into the Temple of the Sunwell.

Compared to the fierce fighting in the air, this force on the ground was nothing to mention. However, it was this illusion that gave Ares and Illidan a chance.

The demons of the entire Temple of the Sunwell were almost all focused on the air, and no one noticed the Alliance forces that had arrived from outside the highlands.

"This is the last chance!"

Riding on a tall golden warhorse, Ares raised his sword and shouted.

The High Lord led the Knights into the temple first. The demon guards at the door were suddenly pushed by this sudden attack. Ares and Illidan met little decent resistance and fought their way into the temple. Layer after layer, sprinting upwards. The ornate building of the blood elves has nine curves and eighteen bends, and the corridors and columns are dizzying.

Riding on his warhorse and charging all the way, Ares suddenly remembered how Arthas had felt when he rode undefeated into the Sunwell Heights. Such a splendid palace, but not guarded by strong guards. The High Elves were like vases, toppled down in front of the Scourge Legion.

"Hurry up, we're coming!"

Karegos led the way, his mood like a rushing note flowing on the strings, nervous and urgent. A desperate desire to reach the inside of the Temple of the Sunwell. There, his lover, his beloved, Anvina, is being polluted and coerced by demons.

The demons in front of him fell to his deadly magic, and after healing from his wounds, Karegos became even more powerful than before, and he didn't even need to take dragon form to pull the power of his spells, lift one demon after another from the ground, and then throw them out like garbage.

Magical arrows pierced the demon's breastplate, and frost spells froze swaths of demons in place. Frost Breath freezes their blood.

Relying on the attacks of the paladins and the blue dragon, the demon defenders of the Temple of the Sunwell continued to retreat.

However, the closer he got to the inside of the temple, a strange force filled the air around him. Karegos felt it, but he couldn't tell what it was. It was the familiar breath of a dragon, but it was muffled by the power of a powerful demon. Wandering magic energy passed by him.

He could even feel the burning sensation of demonic flames clinging to his skin.

Gradually, a huge black shadow fell from the sky.

The group looked up at the sky and immediately understood what Karegos was worried about. It was a dragon...... Dragons like Karegoth...... However, something seems to be wrong with this dragon.

Karegos recognized her......

"Matigossa ......"

He muttered to himself.

"No...... What did they do to you?! ”

Karegos exclaimed. He saw that the Matigossa in front of him was no longer the Matigossa who bravely entered the tiger's den with him. Her body was still in dragon form, but her eyes were cloudy, and there was no trace of reason, it was the demon, the evil eye of the Burning Legion. There is only madness and destruction.

Matigosa didn't answer, she spread her massive dragon wings and fell from the sky, her belly swelling dramatically. Needless to ask, Ares knows what she wants to do......

"Get down!"

With all his strength, Ares shouted.

The next moment, the dragon roared and opened its mouth, and a blue-green demonic flame erupted from between the blue dragon's mouth and nose.

The dragon's breath formed a wave of fire and ice that rushed towards the crowd.

Fortunately, Ares reacted in advance, and most of the Knights and Alliance soldiers fell down on their stomachs and lay down in the corridors of the Temple of the Sunwell. And a few stunned soldiers were directly robbed of their lives by this dragon's breath. The dragon's breath burned their bodies completely.

Until a second before they died, they didn't understand what was going on, only to see the ice flames mixed with evil energy rushing towards their faces, like a huge wave surging on the sea, instantly submerging their small bodies.

"Shoot!"

Ares then commanded.

The dwarven musketeers raised their sniper rifles and aimed at the hovering dragon.

"No, Ares, maybe she's still sane!"

However, just as the dwarven sniper was about to shoot, Karegos hesitated. He remained in human form, looking at the familiar blue dragon in the sky, and Karegos frowned.

"And sanity? And sanity, she won't attack my warriors! She almost killed us just now! ”

But Ares didn't listen to Karegos, and on the battlefield, every minute of delay and hesitation could lead to the end of the group's annihilation.

"Fire!"

Ares commanded loudly.