It will take a while for the demons to be summoned, but the human reinforcements led by General Marcus Jonathan have already stormed the throne hall. The demons who were originally besieging the war command room were not to retreat back to avoid their peaks for a while.

As they retreated, they were pressed all the time. The humans in the command room finally rushed out under the leadership of the king and joined the reinforcements. And the demons have no idea what they have unleashed.

During the years when he was framed by the conspiracy of the black dragon Onexia and fell into the land of Kalimdor, King Varian Ureon used his strength and bravery as a slave gladiator to make a resounding name among the tribe Logosh.

This used to be the name of a famous giant wolf demigod, and the tribes of the alliance called him Godelin Ghost Wolf! In the War of the Ancients, the raging giant wolf demigod swept across the plains and through the wilderness like a bitter wind, and thousands of demons fell beneath his fangs and fangs. This is a fanatic who never retreats, only attacks, whether it is facing a complete demon legion or a powerful Abyss Lord, it will never flinch until it dies under the crowd tactics of the Burning Legion.

It earned this title because King Varian's fighting style in the arena was indistinguishable from that of the giant wolf demigod, he was fierce and fearless, he was swift as the wind and lightning fast, and the ferocity and wildness of this human gladiator left a lasting impression on the tribal audience, and earned him this formidable title from their mouths. But this time, the demon's surprise attack was so unexpected that Varian, caught off guard, was crushed in the war command room at the beginning of the battle, passively defending, and completely useless.

Now, the wolf king, who has been aggrieved for too long, has finally been released! Once again, the King stepped into the Hall of the Thrones, the Hall of His Thrones!

"All along, I'd rather be a warrior of its purest form, like a stubborn and stubborn battle, than deal with the tedious government affairs, because for me, being trapped in the palace is a ruin to my health." Looking at the demons more than twenty yards away, the king said with an unhappy face, but the next moment, he laughed happily, but the smile was as cold as the cold wind, "However, today is really lucky, because even if I don't leave the palace, I finally have the opportunity to move my muscles!" ”

The last time the Dark Gate was opened, the young Varian witnessed the death of his father, King Ryan, at the hands of the orc assassins, and the fall of Stormwind, forcing the remnants of the kingdom to take refuge in Lordaeron in the north. The loss of loved ones, the displacement, all these grief and suffering, all forged his bitter hatred for the orcs. Although the Alliance eventually won the Second Orc War, simply defeating the Orcs could not alleviate his revenge, on the contrary, after so many years of accumulation, his hatred for the Black Hand Burning Legion behind these Orc invaders grew stronger and stronger like firewood burning.

Now, he finally has the opportunity to use his sword to slay the enemy and complete the revenge with his own hands! A surging rage erupted from his heart like a volcano, making his hands as firm and burning as a titan's grip.

The king slowly raised the sword of the magic elves in his hand, and the flame in the middle of the sword burst into a dazzling light, and in an instant, the sword split into two swords, Sharator the Shadow Ripper and Eremeni the Shadow Maraver. The two swords were held tightly in the king's hands, and the flames flickered and the edge was terrifying!

"For the Alliance!"

Without warning, the king let out a deafening roar, and then rushed like thunder into the array of demons.

The first demon hurriedly raised his axe, but the sword flashed, and before he could react, he had already been slashed by Varian! Then the second and third ......, even if he was alone, Varian's strength was not something these demons could compete with, his speed was too fast, his strength was too great, his sword was too sharp, and everywhere he passed, all the human swords shattered, leaving only a broken corpse on the ground, and several dying demons howled miserably for the last struggle, trying to retrieve their severed limbs.

A Doomsday Guard, nearly three meters tall, met him and tried to stop his charge. The heavy tomahawk slashed head-on with a fierce wind. However, the king possessed more than strength, as well as agility and speed like the wind. Before the tomahawk could reach him, Varian had dodged to the enemy's flank. He swung his twin swords in quick succession, one slashing at the back of the demon's knee, slicing through his tendons, while the other swept lightly across the demon's throat as he knelt down, severing nearly his entire neck. Before he was on the ground, the demon was already dying.

Even though their companions were slain one after another, the other demons still did not lose the courage to fight in the face of the sharp Varian, they brandished their weapons, and rushed at the king recklessly, they gasped, their steps were heavy, their muscles were knotted, and their muscles were exposed, but they could not resist the whirlwind of steel wringed by the king who seemed to be descending from the gods, and his two long swords.

The king rampaged among the many demons, two sharp swords slashed left and right, the spiritual flame and the sword light reflected each other, flying up and down, like a storm of blades, invincible, without stagnation, grinding out a bloody death channel. As time passed, however, the king's charge slowed down. Because more demons were summoned from other places, the further he rushed forward, the more the demons were concentrated, and the more resistance he received.

However, at this time, Duke Berval and the generals, as well as the reinforcements led by Marcus, had also collided with the demons. What was originally a central piercing was now a head-on confrontation between the two armies, and gradually, Varian retreated into the human array.

It was only then that the bloodied king had time to calm his anger and fulfill the duties of a commander. He looked around, observing the entire battlefield.

The battle was now more fierce and brutal than before, and the entire throne hall was now crowded with people, demons and humans, adding up to more than a thousand, or even more. This completely exceeded the capacity of the throne hall as originally designed, and both sides of the battle were close enough to dance the veneer dance, and they were mixed together. Often, one side stabs the enemy with a sword, poking the enemy on the opposite side into a transparent hole, but in the next second, an axe that has been chopped from nowhere will cut the winner in two.

In this cramped and crowded environment, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, at this time, what formation and strategy are useless, and the fight is who is more brave on both sides, who is more fearless of death.

Walking through the entire battlefield, Varian saw five or six Doom Guards slaughtering in the crowd, even among the Doom Guards, this small group of demons was considered strong, all of them were more than three meters tall and powerful, and almost every swing, two or three humans would be sent flying. Especially the tallest of them all, the Doomsday Guard, whose sharp horns were adorned with skeletons and whose forearms were carved with shiny golden runes, wielded a massive Abyssal Decapitation Sword that slashed humans with every swing. All this made Varian suddenly realize that this demon was their leader!

As if sensing his gaze, the Doomsday Guard suddenly raised his head and looked this way, just in time to meet his gaze. The eyes were as red as blood, radiating an evil and ferocious light, and then the demon's eyes widened as if he had recognized the king.

The demon grinned.

"Varian Ureon!" Before Varian could react, the demon rumbled, "Varian Urien, Kurul challenge you!" Come forward and face your apocalypse! 2k reading network