Eisena opened her indifferent eyes and said lightly: "This is the headquarters of the coalition forces of all races, not your palace in Kadore. I don't care what happens to you Kadore, and I can't care if you high-level elves want to continue to decay. But if you want to replace Lord Brad as the new commander, then you have to ask the demigods if they agree or not. Ask the generals of all the tribes if they agree, and most importantly, ask the soldiers of all the tribes if they agree, what contribution have you made to the coalition forces, or do you have the strength to conquer us all? ”

The upper elf swallowed, frightened by Eisena's indifferent eyes. Hurriedly hid in the crowd and didn't dare to look up.

Darsmaray was sweating on his forehead, and he quickly explained, "This lady, and all of you, this is really a misunderstanding. We don't have any intentions. Master Brad can prove that we are definitely the sworn enemies of the Burning Legion. ”

"Of course I believe you, it was you who rescued me and the High Priest from the dungeon and set us free again. And I can also prove that you did come to Esarine as an internal response, and that you blew up the portal that summoned Sargeras again before you came here. Brad continued: "But one thing that must be made clear is that this is the Coalition Command. Now I am the commander of the coalition forces, although I personally don't mind a small misunderstanding, but now I represent the dignity of the coalition forces of all races, and your provocations to me will cause unnecessary misunderstandings. ”

Hearing Brad say this, Darsmarley wiped the sweat from his forehead, but he was relieved in his heart. He had never been so nervous when he escaped from Aisaline, it was really a matter of time just now, and the fate of the upper elves was almost buried by this brainless pig's head.

"I promise that this will never happen in the future, please rest assured." Darsmar paused for a moment and continued, "I ask to join the coalition and obey the commander-in-chief's command. ”

Vandall. Lu Helmet said unwillingly: "Commander, what you said is true?"

Brad turned to Vandal and said, "Why, the general doesn't even believe my words?" ”

"The subordinates don't dare." Vandal hurriedly said that after such a long time, he was already convinced of Brad.

"In that case, let's do what you're supposed to do." Brad turned his head as he spoke, "There's nothing to do with you here." ”

Vandal glared at the upper elves hatefully before turning to leave.

Dasmarare saw this qiē in his eyes. It has been determined in his heart that Brad has indeed become the real commander of the coalition forces, and a legendary powerhouse is so deferential to Brad. And even the demigods are looking at him. He finally recognized the shape clearly, the upper elves had lost power, and the era of the night elves in the future was coming.

But he didn't feel sad, because he knew it for a long time. The upper elves are already too rotten. Rotten to the point of shattering with a push. It's already incorrigible, and it's not necessarily a good thing for the upper elves to be reborn from the fire.

"Commander-in-chief, give orders, we can join the battle at any time. Let the facts prove it. "Now that Dasmarare understands the situation, he naturally knows what kind of attitude he should have.

"Okay, now you go to the boar people's side for support, they just don't have long-range support." Brad said and said to Mavi, "Priest Mavi, you should also bring some priests who have recovered their spiritual power with His Excellency Darsmarai." ”

Now is the real decisive battle, if it is not really exhausted mental power. They don't rest. Even Brad himself is constantly casting spells, and then deploying troops when encountering unexpected situations.

It's okay. He was accustomed to controlling the army when he was in the alliance, and he was quite comfortable with these light vehicles, and he was also convinced by those demigods, although they were powerful, but when it came to deploying so many troops, they were so methodical that they would never be able to do this without experience.

This is the final battle, and it is also a moment of true fate, and Brad knows that this time there is no way to lose. Because the dragon's soul has been obtained by Sargeras, with the dragon's soul as a guide, they can quickly use the power of the Well of Eternity to open the portal, if Sargeras's body comes, not to mention a dozen demigods, even a hundred demigods are not enough.

Brad took care of the matter at hand and took off again, and began to unleash the group attack spell continuously, he did not use the battle qi now, but began to accumulate, waiting for the outbreak at the last moment. He didn't even use the battle array, because Brad knew that although the battle array could greatly enhance his combat power, the spirit and body consumed were also very huge, and he didn't know how long the battle array would last. If it is consumed at this time, it will be blind by the time it comes to Asaline. Brad's plan was to wait for the Dragons to rendezvous and launch a surprise attack on Atherine outside the capital. Gather the best troops to destroy the demon-summoning portal, and use the best power to capture the dragon's soul and finally destroy the arrival of Sargeras.

At this moment, the demigods on the battlefield used their powerful strength to break through the defense line of the Burning Legion, and the elite of the coalition forces behind them were like a tide of crazy impact, and no one flinched, and they were either alive or dead.

The whole heaven and earth saw a thick cloud rolling, as if there was a battle on the ground. The drums of war are like thunder, and the battle is shaking the sky.

Agamagam roared in the sky, and then rushed back and forth on the battlefield. The demons were already enormous, but they would be unstoppable when they faced Agamagan like a speeding train.

There was a black mist on his body, and all the demons on the left and right in his way trampled to death. The demons attack one after the other.

Roar......

Agamagan roared again, the barbs and thorns on his body danced, and countless demonic bodies were thrown out, turning into a rain of corpses in the sky, and smashing into a demon again.

Agamagan has been a demigod since ancient times, and legend has it that this immortal giant boar was one of the first creatures to roam the continent of Azeroth. His body is surrounded by thorny vines. With years and boundless appetite, his body grew, gaining a supreme amount of flesh.

His arrow-like spikes, thorns, and fangs were his most powerful weapons. He didn't need any special movements at all, just constantly trampling, charging, and biting back and forth.

The demons of the Burning Legion also rushed towards Agamagan, but they couldn't hurt his body at all, and they were directly killed by the spikes on his body.

Brad knew that although Agamagam seemed reckless, he knew that Agamagam really had nothing to say to his people, and the place where he died had become a barren land, and a thorny ridge had grown, which became the last refuge for the boar people. His soul hovers over the land where his people are.

Meanwhile, on the other side is the wolf god Godring. He wasn't tall compared to the other demigods, but he was like a ghost who traveled back and forth across the battlefield. He was like a streamer, constantly flashing. The demons couldn't even figure out his trajectory.

Every time he appears, it represents death, his sharp teeth, his sharp claws like knives, no demon can resist him. Visually, the ghost wolf seemed to have countless clones, and in front of him, one by one demons fell, and their demons' bodies, and even the weapons in their hands, were all torn to pieces.

What the wolf demigod left behind was a broken corpse, and Brad was also very shocked. He clearly knew that if he fought Godling, he might not even have a chance to escape, and his speed was even faster than the mage's flash.

At the same time, Brad's mind began to rumble through the information of the wolf god, and Godlin was one of the demigods who survived the ancient war. The wolf god of the demigods, the name of the tribe is Logosh. In the Battle of the Ancients 10,000 years ago, Godlin had slain countless demons until he was exhausted and fell.

Goldlin continued to wander the wilderness after the Great War, and his power was later the reason for the creation of the Werewolf Curse, although it was not his intention. In the aftermath of the Cataclysm, Twilight's hammer attempted to replace Godring with other evil gods, but fortunately, the Guardians of Hyjal, an organization at the time, rescued the legitimate wolf god in time.

After the War of the Ancients, the druids studied the various forms of the wild druids, and Godring was one of them. But Godring's wild power is difficult to control, and when some druids try to seek refuge in its wolf form in the wilderness, it becomes uncontrollable. So much so that the wolf form (sickle-clawed druid) was replaced by Malfurion. Forbidden. However, the priestess of the moon god used Godling's fangs to make the luna scythe, in a vain attempt to help the sickle-claw druids control this wild power, but she failed.

Eventually, Malfurion used a scythe to imprison the druids in the Emerald Dream. But 10,000 years later, Archmage Arugao sensed the power of the druids in his dreams and summoned them, thus channeling the spread of the werewolf curse in Gilneth.

Another interesting theory about the wolf god is that he possessed his will to Varian, the king of the arena. Wrynn, now the King of Stormwind. The werewolves even saw the shadow of Godlin in Varian, who was known as the Ghost Wolf at the time. Of course, this is what the previous life said, and now the Black Dragon Princess is not in the Storm Kingdom.

The two demigods were already very powerful, but at the forefront of the line was indeed a huge white deer, this white deer was very large in size, and it looked very holy. Everywhere he passed, there was also flesh and blood, but there was not a single trace of blood on him. He was the father of Cenarius, the White Demigod Malorne...... (To be continued......)