The blazing flames swept through him, and endless demonic energy scorched him, but none of this could stop Ronin's determination to fight the Demon Lord. Under the protection of the ice barrier, the dark blue ice vortex above the demon's head became thicker and faster. The Demon Lord had the opportunity to slaughter the stubborn human mage, but with his heavy steps and flaming weapon, he could skewer Ronin into a meat skewer with a single halberd.

But contempt and pride made the demon lord ignore the spells used by Luo Ning, the demon laughed wildly and continued to increase the intensity of the flame storm, the rolling hot magic energy flames wrapped Luo Ning, Luo Ning's face was covered with sweat, but he still used his weak body to maintain the spell, and used the power of ice to tightly fight against the demon's legion flames.

Soon, the archmage finished casting the spell. A large hole was torn open in the sky above the Demon Lord's head, and endless ice energy poured down, like a meteorite storm, smashing towards the Demon Lord.

The human soldiers cheered, and they seemed to see hope that their leader, Archmage Ronin of Dalaran, was single-handedly pushing the demon into the arms of death. However, the powerful ice blast was just a piece of cake for the Demon Lord. It's not even too lazy to dodge.

With a roar that shook the sky, the Demon Lord thrust the flaming halberd into the ground, and a magical barrier composed of evil flames instantly enveloped it. Luo Ning's meteorite storm landed on the flame barrier, countless ice arrows and ice crystals shattered into slag, and the high temperature even caused these ice meteorites to fall from the sky to turn into mist and steam the moment they fell into the flame barrier......

However, this blow was not the whole of Ronin's spell. As a legendary mage who lived through the Age of Dragons and the War of the Ancients, his spells are more than just a process. It's a chain cast. At the moment when the comet storm smashed into the demon, Luo Ning had already completed the doppelganger technique, and the four archmages stood around the demon lord in an instant.

The flaming demon commander froze for a moment, but he quickly regained his senses.

"No matter how many doppelgangers you have, you can't defeat me, mortal. I'll smash your clones one by one, then find you and tear you to shreds! ”

The demon roared. Its flaming halberd then exerted its strength, and a green flame suddenly rose from the demonic weapon, hitting the "Luo Ning" in front of him.

But it wasn't lucky, and the evil fireball hit a mirror image. At the same time, the other three Ronin began to exert their strength.

Their movements and expressions were almost identical, and the spell was cast in an instant. Three ice arrows flew towards the Demon Lord with a large amount of ice slag. One of the ice arrows even pierced through the demon's flame barrier, striking the demon lord's body. The demon's face twitched. But it soon went on the offensive.

The huge body rushed wildly at an alarming speed, and the earth trembled to receive the terrifying blow of the demon, and the flaming halberd split another Ronin. However, not a single flesh splattered, it remained an illusion.

The Demon Lord roared irritably, its dark magic quickly causing the next Ronin's body to disappear, but it was still an illusion!

"Then, it's you."

There was only one red-haired mage left on the field, and the demon lord let out a wild laugh. At the same time, more than a dozen demon guards pounced on the flesh-and-blood human mage Luo Ning.

There were no more soldiers around Luo Ning, and he was almost alone to meet this encirclement and suppression. The demon had a wicked grin on his face. They surrounded them, and with their flaming tomahawks and hammers, they smashed at the weak human mage. However, the unexpected happened again. I saw that in the frantic slash, Luo Ning was chopped to pieces, but not a drop of blood splashed out of his body.

The Demon Lord instinctively sensed something was wrong, and a familiar voice sounded from behind it—"It's time, brothers. "It's not a human voice, it's like ...... The Demon Lord felt a chill run down his spine. However, it has no time to turn around and turn back. A large number of demon hunters flashed out of Luo Ning's group stealth technique, and they completed the action of jumping and drawing their knives almost instantly, one by one, the demon hunter blades flashed in the air with dazzling light, and in just an instant, the sharp Acanthic Demon Blade tore through the demon's body.

The Demon Lord fell to his knees with a loud scream, and the magic attack was ineffective against it, just because the Demon Hunter's Demon Blade was ineffective against it. Seven demon hunters jumped on the demon's back, and one man and one sword were enough to kill the demon.

Only then did Luo Ning drag his weak body to gradually appear, and his mana was almost exhausted in the spell confrontation just now. The Demon Lord fell, and the flame tornado quickly disintegrated and extinguished. The warriors of the Alliance's Illidare rushed forward, as did the Demon Guardians and Hellhounds, and a fierce battle ensued beside and in front of Ronin.

In the scuffle, Jean took Ronin's hand and threw him on his back, and then carried him out of the battlefield. The archmage's body was too weak, his mana was depleted, and his body was exhausted, and any demon guard, even a hellhound, could kill him.

Outside the siege of Oakington, at this moment, a large number of foreign coalition forces and demon armies are fighting together again. The spell attack is still going on, but it is all sporadic explosions, and more soldiers are fighting with the most primitive, brutal, and efficient cold weapons.

Outside the walls, the demon army and the outland alliance army were like fine sand on the beach, densely distributed on this pale land, and the sound of fighting and screaming resounded in the sky. The Coalition's fortifications had collapsed, but everyone was still holding on to the gap. Make sure you don't let a demon in...... This is the pre-war Supreme Commander of the Alliance, Varian. Wrynn's death order.

……

Deep in the Temple of Oakington.

The resentful ghosts of the Draenei are imprisoned here, and the orc warlocks of the Shadow Council gather around a boiling pool of blood to witness the final moments of this ancient ritual. They're tearing through the gap with dark magic, just as they had infiltrated Oakington to study dark magic. As long as they can defeat the Alliance, defeat the humans, and gain demonic power, they will not hesitate to destroy this temple one more time.

"Master, the ritual is about to be completed, and in a short time, the rift will explode again, and the portal will be stretched to more than six times its size. At that time, the master's army will be able to pass through the portal smoothly and destroy the ants outside the city. ”

The sacrificial ritual was about to be completed, and the pool of blood that kept bubbling was emitting a suffocating heat, and the orc warlock Wopil saw the demon general walking in from outside the temple, and hurriedly walked up to flatter.

The Demon General and the Orc Warlock Wopir walked side by side to the pool of blood, its huge black mantic wings opening and closing from time to time, making people feel a little uneasy and nervous.

The pools of blood were soaked with the corpses of orcs, draenei, and demons, their souls tormented by dark spells and turned into angry wraiths. That's the necessary amount of energy needed to keep the portal stable. And in order to tear open the rift in space-time, the Shadow Council has captured many more creatures for the Demon Lord, including some demon imps who were voluntarily sacrificed.

Several orc warlocks were doing their best to keep the spell running smoothly, and now, with only one last step left, the ritual was complete.

"Vorpil, your contribution to the Burning Legion, Lord Sargeras, has seen you, as an orc, you have always been one of the most valued talents of your master. Upon completion of this mission, you may be rewarded with a mysterious gift that will increase your power and become the most powerful wizard in the legion. ”

The Demon General and Shadow Council member Vorpil stood by the pool of blood and chatted. The orc warlock Wopil was flattered by the demon's approval. He longed for the power of darkness, but he never thought that he could reach the sky in one step, and if what the demon commander said was true, then his life's efforts would not be in vain. He will become a great figure like Gul'dan. This is what all the Warlocks of the Shadow Council crave.

However, the demon's words don't seem to be finished.

It spread its massive membranous wings, as if stretching its waist, and stood by a pool of blood. Then he went on to say to Wopil, "But before you can get this power, your master needs to test your faithfulness. ”

"Loyal, I am absolutely faithful to my master. Even if I give everything I have, I must be loyal to my master. ”

Wopil said, his body trembling with nervousness.

"Everything? Are you sure? ”

The demon asked in a low voice.

"Of course it's true."

The warlock replied eagerly.

"And what if it's life?"

The Demon Commander continued.

At this moment, the orc warlock was silent...... He looked at the demon general, and a trace of unease rose in his heart.

"Master, he wants me?"

Looking at the ugly and terrifying-looking demon general, Wopil said tremblingly.

"Yes, life, without a strong soul from you, the portal will be opened. Now, show your loyalty. Orcs. ”

As soon as the demon general's words fell, Wopil began to regret it, he wanted to gain power, but not at the cost of death...... But the demons don't seem to have given him the time and opportunity to choose. I saw the demon commander laugh, and the huge black membranous wings instantly wrapped the warlock.

"Strength, feel the power of this power."

The demon groaned. The tentacles on its mantiphantom wings resemble sharp scythes, piercing the orc warlock's body from behind. Wopil wanted to scream, however, he couldn't make a sound at all. A powerful demonic force rampaged through him, and he felt his heart hollowed out...... Yes, it's really hollowed out...... The demon's tentacles were like sharp scalpels, tearing off his fresh, beating heart. Wopil died instantly, however, his soul could not escape his body.

The demon laughed maniacally and pushed him into a pool of blood. For a moment, the sacrificial blood pool boiled even more violently, and in the dark temple, it was like countless grumbling souls howling. The ritual is complete, the last soul is sucked into it, and the space-time gap begins to be pulled, and it will expand, explode, until it grows to six times, or even tenfold, times its original size. At that time, the endless burning army can reach this world through the portal, and the end of the Alliance forces and Illidares outside the temple has arrived...... The demon laughed maniacally......