The battle was so fierce that no one could have imagined that the commander of the Burning Legion, Akmund, would hide among the enemy forces. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the Burning Legion attacked a hundred meters away from the first line of defense, Monsoon's face changed dramatically and he retreated abruptly.

A moment later, a powerful and incomparable qi machine appeared in front of the Alliance defense line, and in the eyes of everyone's surprise, surprise, and disbelief, a huge figure with blue-purple skin, wearing red bronze armor, and green demonic flames rising from its back, appeared. And directly in front of him, there was a monsoon with a frowning brow, retreating.

"Die!"

A terrifying green flame rose behind Akmund, and clusters of green fire also gushed out from his hands, and as soon as the words fell, the green flames were knocked out by him and hit the monsoon.

There are no superfluous moves, decisive and crisp, as a supervillain, Akmund never talks nonsense.

"The existence of 10,000 combat power points, even if it is a casual blow, I'm afraid it's not a ...... I can easily bear, it's not good! Dangerous! Celestial True Qi: Wind, Fire, Thunder and Lightning......"

Looking at the roaring green flames, Monsoon hurriedly cast a spell, he knew very well that at this time, he had to use the "ultimate", and only the 15 seconds of invincible time brought by wind, fire, thunder and lightning could resist this terrifying blow for him.

Without the slightest worry, he unleashed the "Wind, Fire, Thunder and Lightning", and his body instantly turned into a body of three elements.

"Tiger Paw!"

"Tiger Paw!"

The two elemental bodies drew the power of thousands of gods and slapped towards the green flames, while the last elemental body circled its hands and laid a defense.

"Boom!"

The tiger's paw and the green flames slammed together, and even though it was a hastily struck by Akmund, the power was still terrifying, and Monsoon's elemental body couldn't completely resist it.

Powerful! The power of Akmund is indescribable!

"It's so strong!"

The two elemental bodies shattered, and the remaining green flames were barely blocked by Monsoon, and the fur on his palms was burned off a lot, perhaps out of his subconscious fear of Akmund, Monsoon couldn't help but sigh.

"Protect the Commander!"

Knowing that the enemy was strong, the elven soldiers did not have the slightest fear, and what they had to do at this time was to avoid the opponent's "decapitation tactic", and the soldiers hurried forward and rushed towards Akmund.

Akmund didn't care about the more and more elves gathered around him, but focused on Monsoon, he flipped his palm, and the green flames blasted towards these elven soldiers, half of the dozens of elven soldiers who rushed forward were instantly ignited, and most of the rest turned into ashes, the green flames of the Burning Legion were extremely terrifying.

In the end, no elven soldier can come close to Akmund, and this is the strength of the Burning Legion's top combat power!

The demonic flames could not be extinguished, and the living elven soldiers were gradually burned to slag by the green flames, their muscles and bones were ignited, and they wailed in pain, and they soon lost their lives.

"Die!"

Akmund grabbed his right hand, and another elven soldier was invaded by the green fire, and he didn't even snort, and then quietly exploded.

With a wave of his hands, another elven soldier was torn apart, and Akmund was like a leisurely stroll, or a walk in his back garden, and with a raise of his hand, he slaughtered all the elven soldiers who tried to intercept him.

"Bastard, you let him escape."

After killing all the elven soldiers around him, Akmund raised his head slightly, looked at the figure in the distance, and saw that Monsoon had fled to the second line of defense.

Akmund's "sneak attack plan" failed.

Akmund showed a hesitation on his face when the action failed, but the hesitation quickly disappeared.

"Forget it, since I haven't been able to kill that panda man, then I'll fight it little by little, if Azeroth's strongest combat power is an existence of this level, then the Burning Legion will definitely destroy Azeroth."

Thinking of this, Akmund took a step without the slightest hesitation, and with a wave of his arms, he and the demons of the Burning Legion instantly broke through the first line of defense.

……

When the Elven Alliance army was engaged in battle with the Burning Legion of Akmund, when Monsoon, Fallondell, and King Pharodis were all shocked by Akmund's strength, there was a sudden eerie silence on the battlefield.

"Hoo ......"

A whistling wind sounded from the sky, and a moment later, a huge purple-red crow landed in the middle of the battlefield, she spread her wings, and under her wings, a cyan turtle and a white wolf appeared in the eyes of the people.

The crow demigod Avanna, the tortoise demigod Tutora, the wolf god Lagash Godring, and the three demigods of Mount Hyjal came to the court of Sin Asaline.

The arrival of the three demigods shocked the surrounding elves and the demon soldiers of the Burning Legion, and the two sides separated, and at this moment, both of them did not know which side the comer would help.

"Demons, get out of our world, you don't belong to Azeroth!"

"Elves, and panda people, this war is not only your war, it is also ours, this demon is left to us to deal with, you only need to destroy his race......"

"Chirp!"

Without giving everyone a second thought, the three wilderness demigods looked at the Burning Legion, and at the same time, they spoke an ancient language that was also passed down among the elves, so that most of the elves understood it.

"Ridiculous ants!"

The arrival of the three wilderness demigods did not panic Akmund, and a sneer appeared on his lips.

"You attack from both sides, these three guys leave it to me, I will solve them as soon as possible and start attacking!" After giving the order to fight, Akmund attacked the three wilderness demigods.

Originally, the coalition forces were ready to start retreating, but the arrival of the wilderness demigods gave Monsoon, Fallondale, and Pharodis confidence, and they gave the order to continue the battle after they looked at each other.

"Everyone get your weapons ready and attack the Burning Legion!" Monsoon clenched the wind sword and ordered categorically.

"For Azeroth! Offensive! ”

"The Confederates will win! Kill all these demons! ”

……

There was no hesitation, no fear, and the loud shouts were full of heroic courage in the face of death as if it were home.

Once again, the battle began.

(The subscription is only 20 during this time, and this month it is more than 2000 words a day, so I can only write slowly, and I am preparing a new book!) It's also Warcraft, a story after 10,000 years! End the book at the end of the month! The War of the Ancients is over! ）