At the junction of the Teroka Forest and the Hellfire Peninsula, some demons scattered, cautiously observing everything around them.

These demons have had a hard time in recent times, not only those damn draenei who are constantly attacking, but also the alliances and hordes that have poured out of the Dark Portal, causing them huge losses, and a large number of thieves and adventurers scattered throughout the Outlands. As one of the gathering places of demons, the Hellfire Peninsula is almost full of hidden professionals who are able to seize any possible opportunity to attack lone demons in a frenzied manner.

A large number of warlocks also poured in, forcibly hunting demons, or killing demons to collect all kinds of materials, and since the alliance and the horde have issued rich rewards to buy the limbs of the demons, these adventurers are like crazy, in their eyes, the demons are far less deterrent than they imagined, but because of the rich rewards have become piles of moving gold coins.

Even this time, these demons tried to hide their traces, and even sealed themselves with evil energy, for fear that those adventurers with sharp noses would hunt them down through the traces of evil energy.

Each demon carefully probed everything around him, lest the adventurers suddenly burst out of the grass and stab themselves in their vests.

But fortunately, the traces of these demons were extremely secretive, and after searching several times to confirm that the surroundings were safe, the leading Doomsday Guard relaxed and inserted the huge sword blade in front of him, relaxing his body, and quietly waiting for the arrival of the other party.

Unfortunately, they didn't notice it at all, and in the dense forests of the Teroka Forest, some unnatural wind skimmed over the surrounding grass or leaves, and disappeared into the safety of the area they had explored without making a sound.

On the hill in the distance, Khadgar and Tyrande were staring at the crystal ball in front of them, which clearly showed the location of the elites from the Watchmen and MI7.

These assassins and thieves were completely different from the adventurers before them, and the more sophisticated stealth and assassination experience made these demons even less aware that a large group of assassins had turned their hard-working safe area into a dead place, and were even sharpening their knives behind them, waiting for an order to give them a fatal blow.

"These demons have surrounded them long before they even notice it, and our troops have already surrounded them." Khadgar breathed a sigh of relief and changed the screen in the crystal ball, and the arcane prison escorted by a team of demon blood elves appeared in the screen: "Arctos's team is also about to reach the ambush point, if the calculation is correct, the elven potions have also subsided at this time, and Arctos's strength has almost recovered." ”

Nodding, Tyrande did not look closely at the crystal ball, but took out a seed, touched it with his fingertips, and released a stream of lunar energy: "Attention to the druid troops, the target has appeared, and it is about to enter the predetermined location, and the scattered formation hovers arbitrarily." ”

In the distance, dozens of ravens are hovering in the sky, like eagles that have spotted their targets, ready to dive down to attack and deal with demons, these druids who have survived the ancient war have a wealth of experience.

The demons didn't notice that dozens of ravens were hovering above their heads, but they waited impatiently for the elves to escort the prisoner cart, planning to make the late Demon Blood Elves look good.

Half an hour later, a convoy slowly drove out of the dark jungle and came to a clearing in the Teroka Forest, facing these vicious demons, the elves led by them waved their hands and dragged the Arcane Prison over, and opened their other hands in front of the demons: "What about the secret order?" ”

The Doomsday Guard stared at the elves in front of him, and after a long moment confirmed that these elves were his own, he stretched out his right hand and placed it beside him.

There was a fluctuation in the air, and a succubus lifted its invisibility from the air and stepped forward.

Reaching out and pulling a crystal from his leather coat, he respectfully handed it to the demon before retreating and disappearing into thin air.

At this time, a stream of blood poured out of the void, drew an arc, and fell to the ground, forming a pool of blood.

"Enemy Attack !!!" The pitched voice of the Demon Blood Elf resounded through the nearby forest, and the next moment, the blood rain sprayed on the long-suffering forest.

Sharp blades pierced the demons' necks or slit their throats, causing them to lose most of them in an instant.

As the Blood Elves defended and felt relieved to find that they had not been attacked, dark green figures in armor and cloaks appeared in the gaps in their defenses.

The watchmen unfurled their cloaks, and countless sharp darts scattered out of the cloaks, cutting graceful arcs through the air, mercilessly piercing the bodies of these demon blood elves, and the dark green blood gushing out of their wounds showed that these darts only had the function of piercing, and the poison on them could also bring a threat of death to those who despised it.

The only remaining demon-blood elves stood guard in the arcane prison, their eyes full of fear and despair as they watched the watchmen gradually gather around.

The demons had fallen into the druids, who had fallen from the sky in the form of ravens, piercing their bodies with sharp claws or gouging out their eyeballs. After inflicting the first damage, the druids did not leave, but instead rolled on the spot, transforming from ravens into angry bears, overturning the demons unsuspectingly, and then slapping them at the demons' vital points, directly slapping many demons into pulp.

Other druids take on the form of cheetahs, leaping behind the demons' backs, their sharp claws popping out of their palms and tearing open their arteries or their throats.

Caught off guard, a large group of demons were almost wiped out by the elites of the alliance, and the remaining demons rushed to the side of the demon blood elves and formed a defensive circle.

"It's time." Senna Stormwalker's cold mask uttered a muffled voice, "Do it yourself, demons. ”

The shackles of the arcane prison were instantly lifted, and a powerful light rose from behind the demons.

These demons and demon blood elves had no idea that the attack was actually coming from behind, and in their eyes, the infallible arcane prison was like paper, and they couldn't even delay, so they were suddenly dissolved by the Holy Light.

The rising light rained down on the demons in a rain of arrows, most of them stabbed into a sieve without even knowing what was happening, and others who dodged didn't even have time to breathe a sigh of relief before they found themselves shining with light above their heads.

A huge hammer of holy light fell from the sky and smashed into the demons, and then Aktos picked up the handle of the hammer, and the outrageous giant hammer was as light as nothing in Arctos's hands, and in one fell swoop smashed all the demons and blood elves into the ground like whack-a-mole.

It was a terrifying scene that even the rogue assassins and watchmen watching from the sidelines couldn't stand it.