"It can't ......"

Kargas let out a shuddering exclamation, and he pressed his blood-red fist against the blade of the Ashbringer, watching the glowing sword pierce through his abdomen alive. There was disbelief in his eyes, he had obviously pierced Ares' palm just now, why did this human warrior actually stand intact in front of him in less than two seconds? There was no trace of his palm except for a shocking scar!

"It's witchcraft! ……”

Kargas exclaimed.

"No, it's the Light."

As he spoke, Ares stabbed the Ember Bringer harder into Kargas. In the body of the blade fist, the tip of the sword pierced through the back of the orc chieftain. With shattered entrails, Cagas spat blood from his mouth and crossed his arms, but he could no longer catch Ares.

Without a trace of mercy, Ares violently pulled out the greatsword inserted in the orc chieftain's body, and Kargas's blood surged wildly, staining Ares's ankles.

The leader was defeated and killed, and the surrounding orcs once again lost their motivation to resist, and their morale collapsed again......

Kargas knelt down, the world in front of him gradually blurred, and in his eyes, the world seemed to be nothing but blood mist, endless blood mist...... Ningwai, his limbs also became weak, even though he wanted to get up again, like a true orc warrior, fighting, fighting, until the last drop of blood was drained. But he could never stand up again.

With a roar of rage, Ares slashed with his sword in both hands, slashing it off in anger, slashing off Kargas with a single sword. Blade Fist Neck! The dead head rolled down into the crowd and was quickly kicked away by the fleeing orcs...... All that remained in front of Ares was a headless, bloody corpse.

The soldiers of the Alliance and the warriors of the Order carried their banners and slaughtered into the Broken Hall......

Along the way, there were all evil orc infantry, the broken corpses of archers, the battle was so fierce, the entire corridor came over, and it was almost impossible to find a complete corpse......

……

The wolf roared, the sword was leveled, and just as Ares led his troops into the Hellfire Shattering Hall, Varian's side, with the elite troops of Stormwind City, entered the Furnace of Blood......

Enduring the pungent smell of sulfur and scarlet rot, the soldiers of the Alliance's Seventh Legion slaughtered the altar of blood. Here, the Shadowmancer Kridan is cornered. He stood in front of the altar of blood, staring at the intruders. They are a group of heavily armed human warriors, led by a strong man with a scar on his face. The orc warlock didn't know the human man, but in his dark brown eyes, he could see the anger of the commander of the human legion.

Yes, after seeing along the way what the Orcs did to those battlefield captives and their own warriors, Varian was furious, he wanted revenge, he wanted these ugly orcs to pay for their blood.

"Kill them all!"

Varian roared, and Saramaine beeped. One of the orc warlocks closest to the King of Tile was instantly beheaded by the furious King.

Carrying the bloody head, Varian let out a savage roar.

The Alliance soldiers behind him were like angry lions, pounced on the orc warlocks by the altar.

The orc warlocks tried to make a last stand, however, the court mages of Stormwind suppressed their spells. In the invisible air, two magical forces battled each other, and eventually, the Alliance warriors pounced, and before the orc warlocks could release their hands, Stormwind's swords and spears pierced their distorted bodies.

"You cannot stop this force, the Burning Legion will come, and the demons will rule the world."

The orc warlock Kridan, who had been cornered, let out a wailing sound. In front of him were dozens of angry Stormwind warriors. Including King Varian of Stormwind. Ureon.

"Hmph, even if the Burning Legion is here, I will not be afraid or flinch."

Varian stepped up and grabbed Warlock Credan's collar with one hand, and said.

Saramaine roared wildly, emitting a dazzling glow, the Sword of the Elder Elves could sense the power of demons, and like Varian, it longed to end the power of demons, and to end the spread of evil in this world.

Kridan sat in the corner, his muscles trembling with fear. Varian, on the other hand, was expressionless, leveling his sword and stabbing it into the orc warlock's mouth. The blade tore through Kridan's cheek and pierced the back of his head, blood and disgusting fluid dripping from the tip of the sword......

A few hours later, Ares arrived at the Hall of Blood with the Knights. Rendezvous with Varian's main army of Stormwind.

"We found traces of Valera and Brower here. It's a corner of her dress. ”

Upon meeting, Varian handed Ares a red rag. Looking at the rag, Ares's heart was in turmoil. It was Valeera's short skirt, and something must have happened to Valeera. "She must be found!" Ares shouted.

"I know that our mage is working on how to open this door."

Varian said, pointing to the massive demonic door at the end of the hall.

It was an incomparably delicate but very thick arch, with delicate patterns crawling all over the surface of the iron door, but no one knew what the texture represented or depicted. It was like art from another world.

Just as everyone was immersed in deep thought, a demonic roar rang out from behind the gate. The heavy iron door slowly opened on its own......

The world seems to be quiet...... All they saw was the tall beast behind the iron gate. Not a giant beast, to be exact, but a demon, the Burning Legion Abyssal Lord Matheriton! Its body was immensely large, almost approaching the height of the Hall of Blood.

The scene in front of him surprised Ares a little...... The Great Demon entrenched in the depths of the Hellfire Fortress is the same demon that stopped the Alliance Expeditionary Force at the Dark Gate that day! It was also it that smashed the originally neat position of the Alliance Expeditionary Force to pieces, and almost wiped out the Expeditionary Force...... The whereabouts of the mage Luo Ning are still unknown.

Now, the old revenge and the new revenge are avenged together.

"Attack!"

Without a word of nonsense, Ares and Varian gave the order to attack almost simultaneously. The warriors of the Knights of the Silver Hand and the Seventh Legion of the Alliance pounced on the archdemon from all around the hall.

Countless elven arrows and spell missiles also shot at this invincible demon from all directions. However, I saw that the Abyss Lord Matheriton just screamed and raised his membranous wings high in front of his head, and in the next second, the flickering spell arrows and elven arrow clusters all hit the demon minterwings with a clatter, almost not causing a trace of substantial damage to the Great Demon......