Chapter 291 is like that little blue pill! (below)

Mount Hyjal, on the battlefield of the Night Elf Line, the flames of war are raging.

Standing alone on the highest peak of the Holy Mountain, Malfurion whispered ancient incantations, and behind him dozens of the most powerful druids were chanting in unison, channeling the wrath of nature, including Hamuel Rune Totem, the new Grand Druid under the tutelage of Cenarius himself......

Ironically, Malfurion, the Grand Druid, allowed his wife to fight on the front lines, his brother fighting to the death against the powerful polluters, while he himself "hid" from the top of the battlefield.

However, regardless of what others said about him, Malfurion stubbornly believed that he was on a mission to protect Azeroth.

This is far more important than fighting on the battlefield.

If the spells channeled by him and the druids behind him fail, all the efforts of the coalition forces before will be in vain.

He was well aware of the importance of this moment, for which countless lives were fearlessly sacrificed. Malfurion reaffirmed his convictions. Although he was worried about his wife who was on the front line, about Cenarius, who was also a teacher and friend, and even about his brother who had gone down the wrong path and was expelled by himself, there were more important things he needed to do here.

He's awakening the forest's oldest power, the force of nature!

The chanting of the incantation grew louder and louder, and Malfurion's amber eyes suddenly flashed with a fine light!

He could already clearly feel the response of Kalimdo's countless creatures, and the majestic power of this ancient forest. The spell has been channeled to the most critical moment, as long as the bloody coalition warriors in front of them can hold on for a while longer......

Akmund the Polluter will usher in the call of death, the end of the fall!

And the Burning Legion's arrogant plan to destroy the world will finally collapse once again under the hands of the Kalimdor coalition army!

Just like 10,000 years ago!

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"I also said I would have a good 'talk' with you, Akmund!"

The smoke and dust scattered, and a fierce figure under Akmund's giant fist appeared in front of everyone's eyes!

A proud declaration, unremoved shoulders, armour, and the iconic heavy hammers announce the identity of the comer:

The Great Overseer of the Minotaur - Good's Titan Power * Terror Totem!

The burly and sturdy body has a tiger's back and a bear's waist; **On the outside, the upper body is full of green muscles, muscles are knotted, and the lines are as sharp as a sculpture with a knife and an axe; Two bone spurs more than a foot long pierced out of the joints of the two elbows respectively, which made people feel creepy; The originally dark complexion now shone crimson from the inside out, reflecting the viscous blood-red anger on the whole body, with a terrifying intimidation......

A blood-red pupil coldly swept over the demon army that rushed forward frantically, and finally stared at Akmund with a stunned and annoyed face, so he couldn't avoid the-for-tat. Old Tang, who drank the blood of the devil, at this moment, his breath is not just sharp and hideous, but tyrannical and crazy, just like a prehistoric beast, which cannot be insulted by anyone!

Not even one of the Big Three of the Burning Legion!

In the past, the orcs who drank the "demon's blood" drank a weakened version that had been diluted and blended by the orc warlocks, but Old Tang and Hell Roar drank the "real thing" without any processing. The energy contained in it is enough to blow up an ordinary person, and before the battle can be completed, it will turn into a rain of flesh and blood. That is, Lao Tang and Hell Roar, two fierce people with perverted bodies, can withstand that huge and violent energy.

Even so, the sharp pain of cell tearing-integration-re-tearing-reintegration also made the old Tang and the two of them feel painful, and they were relieving for a long time.

A whole bottle of the most primordial demonic blood was poured down, not to mention other aspects for the time being, at least in terms of the refining level of anger energy, Old Tang was no weaker than Kane * Bloodhoof and the Sarufar brothers and other veteran heroes. It's even enough to compare to the roar of hell that hasn't drunk the blood of demons and is a legendary hero......

Coupled with Old Tang's innate colossal strength, although Old Tang's strength is still far less than that of Illidan and Medivan, he is at least qualified to participate in the battle with Akmund, and is no longer a simple spectator or a pawn of insignificance!

The blood of the devil is like the little blue pill in the previous life, which makes Old Tang rise directly!

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To be honest, Old Don's decision to drink the blood of demons was a bit hasty and reckless.

After all, in Old Tang's memory, apart from the orcs, he really couldn't remember any other race that had ever done this, and Old Tang was definitely the first Minotaur to eat crabs. No one dares to guarantee that if he drinks such an evil thing as demon blood directly, there will be adaptation problems and strict sequelae in his body, or even a violent death......

Drinking demonic blood with the roar of hell is definitely not a small risk. If it weren't for the critical situation and the urgency of time, Old Tang really wouldn't have taken this risk.

Fortunately, this time the of the goddess of fate didn't make any jokes with Old Tang.

The effect of the evolution of demon blood in Old Tang's body was better than Old Tang expected.

Old Tang was able to feel the great strengthening of ** strength and soul condensation lightly, and even the anger energy in his body almost doubled! The only flaw seems to be that his temperament has begun to show signs of tyranny and wildness, and the angry energy contained in his perverted body is no longer as commanding as before, and there is a sluggish situation in operation...... In this regard, I am afraid that Old Tang still needs time to run in......

And the problem that Old Tang was worried about before, that he had become an ugly-looking monster like an evil orc, did not appear. Except for the two hideous bone spurs in many places, and the complexion of the body is a little red, which makes Old Tang a little unaccustomed, there are really no other changes in his appearance.

That's a good result.

After all, since he has crossed over into a minotaur, this guy Tang really doesn't have the confidence to pick and choose in terms of appearance...... In terms of appearance, it is more fierce, which is also within the acceptable range.

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However, the biggest headache for Old Tang now is that the energy in his body seems to be too "too" too full. The power contained in the demon's blood spread all over his limbs, and Old Tang felt as if his body was about to explode, surging power, tyrannical love, eager to find an outlet to vent it out in one go!

And Akmund in front of him has naturally become the most suitable target!

The double hammer afterburner, in the unbelievable eyes of countless people, forced the terrifying giant who was wrestling with him to take a step back, Old Tang had already taken advantage of the polluter's old power was exhausted, the new power was not born, slammed on the ground, in the tremor of the earth released a huge shock wave, straight enveloped Akmund's huge body. The violent shaking of the earth was not enough to make Akmund unconscious and dizzy, but it was enough to make the mighty polluter stumble!

And Lao Tang firmly believes that this rare fighter created by himself will definitely not be in vain. Because, "strong reinforcement" is not just yourself!

Sure enough, just as the stumbling Akmund was eager to regain his foothold in the tremor of the earth, a blood-red air mass like a fireball had already swept into the violent and bloody qi machine, and with a scream that broke through the air, it went straight to Akmund's throat!

Orc God of War - Grom * Hell Roar!

Akmund's body, which brought a suffocating sense of oppression, became the greatest burden at this moment. In a hurry, the unsteady polluter was no longer able to dodge, and after reapplying a layer of protective magic to himself, he could only helplessly raise his arm to block this deadly attack!

"Sonorous ~"

"Click!"

After two muffled sounds in succession, in the midst of Acmund's earth-shattering roar and painful screams, Akmund's two thick fingers, which were more than two meters long, were directly cut off by the hellish roar that struck him with all his might, throwing out a large handful of blue blood, dyeing the blood-red orc god of war pulp into a blue bloody man......

Disability!

Even if it was only the slightest disability, it was definitely the worst damage that Akmund had suffered since he entered the war, and even the worst damage in countless planes and countless battles to slaughter the strong since the Polluter defected to the Burning Legion!

Under one blow, the Tomahawk "Blood Roar" completely became famous and promoted to a terrifying divine soldier for countless faces! With one blow, the name of Hell's Roar will resound throughout the world!

The brilliant results of the orc god of war caused a deafening cheer to erupt in the originally tightly defended but crumbling coalition defense line. The morale of the coalition warriors was boosted, but the previously arrogant demon army suddenly weakened, and even showed signs of instability.

Akmund's invincible, unstoppable image in the hearts of countless Burning Legion demons collapsed.

It turns out that the Burning Legion Triumvirate is not invincible!

It hurts and hurts!

Even, it will fall!

In the final analysis, the strength of the Burning Legion is based on the demon's personal combat power that is far superior to the warriors of the coalition, on the strength of the demons who are staggering in number, and on the almost invincible terrifying deterrence of the three giants of the Burning Legion!

Perhaps in the fight with the wind, the madness and bloodlust of the demonic nature make them fearless and terrifying. And in the event of adversity, the demon will also be afraid, hesitant, and overwhelmed. Against the allied warriors who fought to the death to defend their homeland, their will to fight was not worth mentioning......

The demon's reverence for the unrivaled strength of the Burning Legion's triumvirate almost reached a paranoid belief. And once this paranoid belief collapses, the Burning Legion is just a powerful rabble in the eyes of Old Tang!

Under the advantages of the other, the warriors of the coalition army even took advantage of the situation to launch wave after wave of counteroffensive high-tide, regaining the forward defense line occupied by the previous demon army's crazy attack!

The warriors of the Kalimdo Alliance, who had already exhausted themselves, suddenly burst out with super combat effectiveness.

With an absolute disadvantage in numbers, they actually pressed the Burning Legion to retreat. Most of the demons pay attention to individual combat power, but the counterattack of the coalition army under the command of generals at all levels has a strong sense of cooperation, and the demons who roared and rushed forward looked at the few more weapons in their bodies in disbelief, and then watched these blades that took their names and slashed down the next demon with their own blood.

It seems that there has been a reversal in an instant, and the crazy and desperate style of play has suddenly become the warrior of the coalition army. As long as those hard-hit warriors of all races still have a breath, maybe they will take half the demon's life if they fight back before they die.

No matter how fierce a creature is, he is also afraid of the outlaw style of play, and when the other party purely holds the idea of dying together and does not care about his own life at all, this causes even more panic to the Burning Legion whose faith has collapsed. The demons stopped rushing forward and began to hesitate, and some quietly retreated backwards, being squeezed up by the demons behind them for unknown reasons.

The stalemate of time seems like a moment, and it is like an eternity.

The wars of different races fought desperately, and every moment, countless lives returned to the dust.

"Revenge!"

Dripping with half-coagulated blood, and slippery and soft corpse fragments under his feet, a Night Elf warrior was stopped by the demon guard and cut into two upper parts, and with the help of inertia, he flew on the demon guard, and a row of snow-white teeth bit down on the demon guard's throat.

Another Night Elf grabbed the fighter and stabbed the demon guard in the chest with a sword.

"Revenge!"

A bloodied minotaur warrior screamed and was killed by a few stabbed weapons, but he had already slaughtered at least five demons before he fell.

More coalition warriors shouted this short syllable, and the hoarse roar seemed earth-shattering. The advantage of rushing to the battlefield gradually expanded. Every time the sword was swung, it brought up a waterfall of blood. There was only the smell of blood in the snort, and several small rivers of blood and water meandered across the land.

The Burning Legion's resistance was getting weaker and weaker, and the collapse seemed to be only in an instant.

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Looking at the polluter who seemed to be about to kill the roar of hell as quickly as possible, Old Don seized an opportunity, poured out all his strength, and rounded the warhammer and hit Akmund's calf with a heavy hammer. Although he failed to deliver the crushing damage he had always done, this time the hammer slammed into Akmund's pillar-like calf.

That layer of magic protection that had made Old Tang do his best and helpless before, could no longer stop Old Tang in the slightest!

Old Tang, who drank the blood of the devil, was like knocking down a small blue pill, stabbing the membrane on the surface of Akmund's body lightly! The spikes of the warhammer pierced the Polluter's legnails and skin, splattering wisps of bloody arrows that struck the demon leader's body with a deep depression without missing a single bit. Even Akmund's body tilted......

Take advantage of his illness to kill him!

Beat the water dog, Old Tang is familiar with the road!

"Prophet Medivan, Illidan seniors, we are on the side-by-side!"

A leap dodged the retaliatory stampede of the terror giant, and Don once again picked up the hammer and slammed the lightning into Akmund's knee. In the roar of the polluter's annoyance and annoyance, Old Tang shouted violently and connected the other two strongmen who could still guarantee their combat effectiveness to join forces:

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