"Ares, come and see."

In the giant hive, Drumm seems to have made a startling discovery. He shouted and beckoned Ares to come and watch.

In the dark hive, Ares walked through the flickering light, and the scene in front of him was simply amazing. It turns out that this giant hive was not formed naturally, but was built brick by brick by Angela worm with their own limbs and claws!

"It's a huge building!"

Drumm exclaimed.

Indeed, what Ares saw was a giant pyramid. Underground pyramids in the desert! The walls of this hive are made of stones, but insects have been laying eggs on them for many years, forming secretions that cover the original color of the stones, so that the crowd does not realize that the entire building is actually made of stone when they first enter. Then, the light above the head should be the patio, Angela Zerg, it doesn't seem to be a race that lives completely underground, but the great war thousands of years ago was defeated and sealed under this ruin, and it had to live underground for many years......

"And, what is this?"

After wiping the viscous liquid off the walls, Drumm discovers something even more surprising. The building is not just a fortress, it's a work of art. Each slate is engraved with exquisite patterns, no, not patterns, but patterns. It's like depicting a civilization......

Looking in the direction Drum's pointed, Ares saw the neat murals. They are carved into the stone like the frescoes in the pyramids of ancient Egypt. On the huge stone wall, a picture of war can be faintly seen.

As for what kind of battlefield it was, Ares couldn't understand it for a while, many parts of the giant mural were covered with insect bubbles, and the bottom was covered with moss, making it difficult to see the whole painting clearly.

"Millennial War, Quicksand Battlefield."

At that moment, the Night Elves approached, and they stopped intently beneath the Wall of Beetles, looking at the massive mural. Many of the carvings on it have been covered with insect bubbles, and even the surface of some stones has been corrupted by time, and the patterns are blurred. But they can still clearly see that this is the tragic battle of quicksand. A thousand years ago, the Great Druid Vandal. Deerhelm led the Night Elf army in a bloody battle against the Zerg in the Desert of Silisus, and in the end, the Great Druid lost his own son. As a result of the war, although the Angela Zerg was sealed, the Night Elves also paid a heavy price.

"What sound?"

Just as everyone was staring and watching, the elves with sharp ears suddenly became alert. In the depths of the wormhole, there was a disturbing grinding sound.

Coupled with the flickering light overhead, the atmosphere here is even more eerie. The insect bubbles on the wall still undulated irregularly, like fresh hearts exposed on the wall, as if they would burst at any time. The various circumstances made the team members feel uneasy.

The Night Elves drew their weapons, and the druids transformed into grizzly bears and cheetahs, sniffing the faint scent of the air around them.

Then, the sound grew louder and more pronounced. Even Ares could hear it, it was a familiar sound, the sound of countless bugs weaving through the narrow tunnels. It came from all sides of this hall.

Those worms......

Ares suddenly realized the gravity of the problem. This is where the worms meet, which means that once a swarm of worms passes by, their numbers will be terrifying.

The whole building is both a large fortress and a city square like a swarm of insects. Soon, countless bugs will arrive here.

Gradually, vague shadows appeared around the darkness.

Yes, that's Bug Shadow!

"Defensive formation!"

Ares shouted.

The Ember Bringer was held high, and a ray of light suddenly broke through the canopy, enveloping the paladin and illuminating the surroundings. The next moment, the swarm of insects on the rock wall let out a terrible scream!

The dense crowd of insects began to fly to the ground, pounced on the coalition fighters who were gathering in formation.

An encounter unexpectedly occurs.

"Roar, roar, roar."

The orc infantry roared and turned on the killing mode. They were the first fighters to enter combat mode.

The priests cast the True Word Technique at the first time, and one by one, the smooth and transparent shields of holy light suddenly enveloped themselves and the warriors on the field. The hunters fired arrows the moment the swarm swooped down. Bullets and arrows were fired in all directions from the center of the field. There was a sound of clusters of arrows passing through the body.

However, they did not wait for a second round of attacks. The swarm has pounced on you.

The orc warriors acted as the first line of defense, their axes and war hammers swinging in the air, flying insects being smashed into the air, and green insect fluid splashing everywhere.

"Hold on! Today, we're going to send these bugs to hell! ”

Standing in the middle of the crowd, Ares yelled. The Ember Bringer waved through the air, a golden glow appearing.

One by one, the alien worms were disemboweled, and blood was splattered. With the roar of the orcs, a killing feast was played.

Even if there are only 300 people, the reasonable team configuration makes this team no less than a huge army. The priests were quickly protected, and the druids transformed into giant bear forms, protecting the Alliance mages and priests with their bodies and claws. The orcs and Ares acted as killing machines, and in this dark underground lair, the screams of the insects echoed and endured.

Not far from Ares, an Alliance mage used illusion to attract enough bugs, and then, as the spell ended, a huge fireball struck, and the bugs that had just surrounded the spell illusion were instantly blown apart. The biters angrily turned to the mages who were teasing them. The flame mage just smiled and took two steps back, and the orc warriors on either side immediately roared and surrounded them, smashing the bugs to pieces with their sharp axes and war hammers.

"We're here, kill these bugs!"

Ares roared angrily, rushing all the way to kill, the body of the insect was dismembered one after another, and countless stumps and severed arms flew in front of him. The green insect liquid sprinkled on his face, and it was cold. But the Ember Messenger exudes infinite light and heat. In this gloomy underground palace, it is like a second sun. At the same time, in the face of the powerful Holy Light energy, it turned into a prism-like one, reflecting Ares' Holy Light Spell, the Holy Light Prism...... While dealing damage to enemies, he also heals his nearby comrades.

The wounds of those warriors who were wounded by the claws of the insects healed instantly, and they continued to plunge into the brutal battle. Despite the fact that there were only three hundred people, the morale was high...... Because as Ares said before the war - come in, and all of us have no way back but to fight to the end.