"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

Three sharp arrows, with piercing screams, turned into three cyan streamers.

They wanted to go straight through the orcs and kill the three orc shamans.

However, it is a pity that while using the power of the "Demon Soul" artifact, these three old aberrant shamans themselves were protected by a part of the power of the artifact, and although the three long arrows hit the target, they were quickly corrupted into flying ash by the distorted artifact energy field on the shaman's periphery and dissipated into the air.

"Ronin, my attack is useless."

Dressed in dark green, Dalaran's new cloak of invisibility that can distort light, Winresa Windranger flashed out from Ronin's side with a longbow in her grip and said quickly.

At the same time, the decapitation team had converged around Lothar in a circle according to their previous training, and continued to slash the hostile Greenskins.

"According to the intelligence, apart from their chief shaman, Necrus, the Dragonroar Clan, there are only these three shamans who can borrow some of the power of the artifact."

Lothar struggled to raise the "Great Royal Sword" to fend off the shaman's attack, and as the only legendary warrior in the Alliance, he was mentally prepared to be watched by the tribe.

The pure golden power of the Great Royal Sword, under the will of Lothar, turned into a web of light, firmly sticking to the corrupted black pillar of light.

"I'll hold them back here, and then, it's up to you!"

Lothar's counterattack forced the three aberrant shamans to stay here, and they were in a stalemate with Lothar, unable to move at all.

This situation had been predicted for a long time, and Andre, the Count from the Holy Araso Empire, turned sideways and said to the other four Yahweh holy warriors according to the arrangement in the pre-judgment plan.

"Stay and protect Lord Lothar!"

Regardless, Lothar was also their Majesty's recognized father, and the holy warriors of the Holy Alaso Empire nodded.

"Obey your will, Lord Count, and leave it to us! Your Excellency the Earl. ”

These four Silver Paladins from the Holy Light Cross Church stood skillfully in the four corners around Lothar, and the burning Judgment Flame formed in a circle, blocking off all other greenskinned offensive methods except for the Holy Weapon attack of the Distorted Shaman.

Although the green-skinned warriors around the decapitation squad are still charging at them without fear of life and death, the number has been diluted a lot, and the gap in the dragon roar city wall has been attacked by a large number of alliance soldiers, and the form of the battlefield has gradually become bad for the remnants of this tribe, the orc warriors of the dragon roar clan.

"Let's go, guys!"

After Lothar halted his advance, command of the decapitation team fell to Uther Lightbringer, the second oldest member of the group.

"Target, the tent that channeled the power of the artifact, charge!"

"For Azeroth!"

This faithful believer of the primordial holy light unceremoniously smashed several orc warriors rushing forward in front of him with the war hammer in his hand, and then commanded loudly in the spiritual telepathy opened by Luo Ning.

In the information they obtained in advance, they only mentioned that the artifact was in the very center of Dragonroar City, but this was also a huge city that could accommodate hundreds of thousands of orcs, and in the original plan, they still needed to find the building that preserved the artifact.

However, because of the appearance of these aberrant orc shamans, the spells they used to guide the power of the artifact directly exposed the true location of the location of the demon souls, which could be regarded as an indirect great favor for them.

"Yes!"

The other members of the decapitation team are not pedantic either, and they will be cut off when they are decided!

"For Azeroth!"

They instantly changed their formation, forming a regular triangle charging phalanx led by Uther, surrounding the spellcaster Luo Ning and her High Elf Ranger wife who kept shooting arrows with a bow in the middle, like a sharp long sword, splitting the countless green skins in front of them, charging towards the center of Dragonroar City······

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In the camp tent in the center of Dragon Roar City, a huge golden disc with a diameter of more than 1 meter was suspended in the center of the camp under the spells of dozens of orc shamans, slowly rotating, exuding unparalleled evil power.

This disk, which was originally engraved with the pattern of the five dragons working together to fight against demons, was supposed to be the righteous artifact "Dragon Soul" used by the former Black Dragon King to fight against the invasion of evil, but ironically, because there were too many demons killed in a certain war, it was too late to purify, and then it was corrupted by the distorted power of the ancient gods, and finally directly corrupted into the fallen artifact "Demon Soul".

"Damn the she-dragon!"

"Surrender to my will and fight for me!"

Standing on the high platform at the front of the camp, the shaman's natural energy in his body has almost been completely assimilated into distorted evil energy due to too much contact with the "demon soul" in the past few years, and he is more like an evil warlock than other ordinary shamans, Necruz, wearing animal skin robes, roaring with anger like Shi Lezhi.

Ten days ago, when his sanity was briefly sober, after ordering the old and weak of the clan to follow the Frostwolf Clan Draka Chief across the sea, he completely lost his only psychological defense line and concerns, coupled with the fact that in addition to the evil energy on the fallen artifact "Demon Soul", there is also the remnant power of the ancient god that can cause people to fall into chaos, causing Necrus to be in deep madness now, unable to extricate himself!

"You dream! Stupid mortals! ”

After a significantly reduced body, a tsundere she-dragon that was only thirty meters long, with shocking vitality flashing on its crimson scales, rolled like a salted fish, and lay comfortably on the ground.

On her body, the power of the "Demon Soul" formed dark golden chains, making it impossible for her to stand up at all except for rolling.

On Azeroth, which was transformed by the Messianic Demon, the treatment of the Red Dragon Queen Alexstasa was much better than that in the original history, Gul'dan's "untimely death", and the son of Deathwing was beheaded by the emperor in advance, causing the Necrus Shaman of the Dragonroar Clan to have no way to obtain the true control of the "Demon Soul".

Although at the beginning, the Dragonthroat Clan still captured this queen who guarded the red dragon by virtue of great luck, but only relying on the general control method of the "Evil Energy Weapon" left by Gul'dan in the past, it was impossible to completely control this fallen thing that was supposed to be a "Righteous Artifact", and could only use some of the power leaked from the periphery of the artifact.

When he first captured the Red Dragon Queen, he also relied on the prestige of the artifact to suppress the Red Dragon Clan for a short time, allowing them to protect the tribe's army to cross the sea to Lordaeron.

But after being tested many times by the Red Dragon Queen in the past few years, she found that the greenskins could not use the other skills of the "Demon Soul" at all, except for being able to borrow the instinct of the artifact to restrain her and the dragons.

And although she was restrained, but the other attack methods of the orcs, and she found out that she couldn't break her second-order high-level, low-level true god-level thick dragon scales at all, and suddenly hehe, after finding a head to let the other red dragons escape from the control of the orcs, the complete salted fish of a single dragon was in the lair of the dragon's roar.

Necrus was furious, and the sounds of explosions and fighting from the outside world continued to irritate his already weak nerves.

"Damn! Damn it! ”

Even if he is already one of the most knowledgeable shamans in the tribe except for Guldan, but the second-order high-ranking artifact, and it is also an artifact created by the guardian dragon, and it is so easy to parse, he has worked hard for several years, to be honest, it is useless!

"There's only one last option left!"

Madness and anger burned in his eyes, and he stared angrily at the red dragon in front of him and the artifact suspended in the air, and the last bottom line in his heart was finally torn apart.

"You forced me!"

During the Battle of Lordaeron, Shaman Caldodan, who used spiritism to create legions of the undead, had a forbidden necromancy that he had told him to come to mind.

This is the last resort for him to be confident of staying in Dragon Roar City.

"This is it, attack!"

"Yahweh bless us!"

"For Azeroth!"

"Damn orcs, die!"

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At this time, outside the camp, the shouts of the decapitation team, the shattering of the spell barrier, and the screams of the orc guards had clearly reached Necrus's ears.

The Red Dragon Queen, who was lying on the ground, also heard the attack of Luo Ning and the others, raised the huge dragon head, and looked at the fallen shaman in front of her with mocking eyes.

"Guys, use the last spell."

"Now, we have no choice!"

After making up his mind, the crazy and furious Necruz calmed down uncharacteristically, and glanced coldly at the red dragon below, making the onlookers say that the red dragon queen was not good, and said in a deep voice to the dozens of other shamans in the camp.

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