The chaos of the Outlands briefly attracted a wave of attention.

Especially Deathwing, a bubbly young man, who quickly made headlines in the world of Azeroth for his aggressive behavior.

After the arson in Shattrath City was completed, the Winged Lord didn't seem to be enjoying it, and after entering the Void Storm area, he didn't go home directly, but took a detour to visit the good neighbor of the Astral Consortium.

Smack!

Hearing the voice, the ethereals raised their heads and looked at the top of the biosphere.

Deathwing was like an old hen, lying on top of the lilac energy shield, desperately trying to stabilize his huge body, and the scene was a little embarrassing.

No, this can't be due to the fact that Brother Deathwing didn't stand firm, mainly because the biosphere is a hemispherical body, and the energy surface is extremely smooth, and the dragon claws of Winged Jun are difficult to grasp, which led to the initial "snapping".

Annoyed, Deathwing decides to teach the ethereals a big lesson.

This mad dragon brother grabbed and bit at the top of the biosphere, and from time to time his mouth spewed out a dragon king-level magma flame dragon breath.

The hard work paid off, and the top of the ecosystem was finally overwhelmed, and the energy shield was forcibly broken through a big gap.

Then the Ethereals saw Deathwing stick his dragon head in, his mouth wide open, and another flame wash inside the biosphere.

Oh, those wolves that live in the biosphere, deer or something, that's just what I'll tell you, the quack of barbecue.

Eventually, a contented Deathwing took off again, whizzing toward its own ship hovering at the edge of the region.

Complaints about Deathwing immediately filled the table of the Titan god Salordar, as well as the top hall of the Temple of Dragon's Sleep.

Just ask you to leave it alone, that damn mad dragon, he's still scourging the Outlands!

Well, everyone is busy with the Northern Expedition, and there is no time to deal with the affairs of the outer world, and the procrastination trick is staged again.

"Uh-huh, I strongly condemn the actions of Deathwing, as a Titan god, I will resolutely implement the guiding ideology of the Pantheon, and strive to make a contribution to justice and fairness in the world... Hey, man, where is Ulduar going?Yugsaron is at home now?Okay, okay, thank you, thank you. ”

The Titans can't count on it.,The Dragon Sleep Temple.。。。

"Rest assured, the glory of the guardian dragon will not be allowed to be tarnished, and we will act immediately to punish the shame of the dragon legion of Deathwing!"

Look, look, either the dragon clan is reliable! Then you act quickly, the people of the outer world are watching you.

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Move!

"Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unreachable, please call again later. ”

The Temple of Dragon's Sleep has blocked communication requests from the Outlander Teroka Forest region.

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RNMMP...

We can see that none of you people in the world of Azeroth have anything good, none of them reliable!

All in all, Deathwing is still scourging the Outlands, and the people of Azeroth are too busy making trouble on the continent of Northrend to pay attention to it.

In the southern part of the Northrend continent, the second phase of the Northern Expedition was also slowly launched.

The Horde's expeditionary army, under the command of Sarufar the Younger, took the lead and left Warsong Fortress and headed straight for the Scourge Pass Fortress in the eastern part of the region: the Holy City of Nchira.

The undead fortress is stuck in the path of the Borean Tundra to the Dragonbone Wilds, and if the Alliance and Horde want to drive into the Dragonbone Wilds and attack the Gate of Damnation, they will have to uproot this military fortress that stands in their way.

So the tribal army used all their strength as soon as the war began, although they have not had any conflict or friction with the alliance recently, but they are always opposing camps, so the tribe does not want to let go of the honor of breaking the gate of damnation.

A large number of steam tanks lined up and blasted at Engela's thick walls, and two steel airships were engaged in an aerial duel with the floating fortress hovering above the city of Enqira.

Little Sarufar clenched the battle axe in his hand, staring at the crumbling iron gate of Saron, waiting for the moment to break through and charge.

The strange ore of the Salon Iron attracted the attention and interest of the Northern Expedition Coalition Army for a long time, but then the Titan Sarodar issued a notice that no one was allowed to try to mine and use this special ore.

Then everyone knew why, this thing was said to be evil iron, like an ore, but its essence was condensed from the blood of the ancient god Yogsaron, and it was similar to the nature of the Azerit ore, except that the latter was more powerful and had no side effects.

Therefore, anyone who dares to use the Saron Iron to build a house or build weapons and equipment will definitely be seriously affected in a few years, and finally fall into madness and depravity.

As a result, the major camps have issued relevant bans: mining is strictly prohibited, smuggling is strictly prohibited, and if one is caught, one will be executed, and no trial will be required.

That is, the Lich King's undead scourge is a special situation, this group of undead who only have maggots in their brains except for rancid brains, and are not affected by the whispers of the ancient gods at all.

Yugsaron: "You're mine, you're mine, you're a madman, you want to destroy the world, you're a servant of the Elder Gods." ”

Undead Scourge: "Ahhhh Eat meat, eat fresh meat. ”

Yugsaron: "Farewell." ”

The camera returns to the battlefield, and little Sarufar gets the latest news from the scouts, and the Alliance's expeditionary army is already on the way at this moment, and it is estimated that it will reach here in two or three hours at most.

At this moment, a heavenly sound came, and the heavy gate of Enqila finally collapsed under the heavy fire.

Little Sarufar laughed loudly when he saw this, and then stepped on the wolf and led the main army of the tribe that had been waiting for a long time to rush in.

When the Grand Duke of Berval hurried and finally reached Enqira, all they saw was a beaten fortress of the undead, a floating castle billowing with smoke billowing from a large pit, and a tribal army resting briefly.

"Hahaha, your alliance doesn't need to be in such a hurry, our tribe has already put down all the enemies, if you want me to say, you can just return to Stormwind City to retire comfortably. ”

Little Sarufar strode over to Bolval and laughed loudly.

Bolval wasn't angry, just nodded.

"Sarufar has taught a good son of bravery, although I hate to admit it, but congratulations, you have won the first victory in the second stage, but it is still up to the troops of our alliance to break through the Gate of Damnation. ”

Little Sarufar didn't have any ill intentions, but he was in a good mood, so he just teased Bolval, a serious human uncle.

"Haha, then we're here... ”

At this moment, a violent roar sounded in the sky, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Looking up, the Dark Night Empire's large-scale war floating island was slowly flying towards the northeast of the mainland, and the overwhelming Black Dragon Cavalry of the Iron Tribe and the Blue Dragon Legion were advancing around the floating island.

"Looking at the direction of the Storm Crags region, the Titan God is supposed to go to Ulduar and clean up the ancient god Yogsaron. ”

With that, Berval gave a military salute towards the floating island.

Little Sarufar also gave a chest-beating salute, then nodded with pleasure.

"Those disgusting pieces of parasitic flesh should have been slaughtered a long time ago, and Azeroth will win. ”

Watching the army of the Night Empire disappear into the distant sky, the two returned to their respective units.

"Hurry up, the Silver Northern Expeditionary Army and the Scarlet Vanguard Army should now engage with the main force of Kel'thugad, and take this opportunity to break through the Gate of Damnation as soon as possible. ”

Little Sarufar nodded in agreement, urging the wolf under his crotch to gallop away.

"Don't be left behind, Alliance. ”