The tug-of-war continues, and every elf is fighting bloodily, for his own future, for the future of this world.

Again, stalemate means defeat, and defeat means the end of everything, and there is not much time left for the resistance coalition forces to delay.

The Eternal Well's evil portals are getting more and more stable every day, and the number of demons that can be teleported is also increasing, and once this portal is stable enough to reach a strong enough power point, the dark evil god of the demon legion can descend in person.

The world is facing a burning apocalypse, and it is not only the elves who are desperately fighting, but also the other creatures.

Under the call of Commander Garrod, the aliens sent their most elite teams to help in the battle, and all kinds of grievances between the parties were no longer important at this moment.

Clothed in tattered hoods and capes and armed with large axes taller than any of them, the ancestors of the dwarves were hot-tempered and fought fiercely, always laughing at the elves' tall, thin figures.

They were joined by a small group of mechanical gnomes, who were heard to be from the Northrend region in the north of the continent, and because they couldn't stand the boring life of guarding the Titan Facility, they escaped and established their own colony near the tribe of the Earth Spirits.

Although the mechanical gnomes themselves are extremely fragile and have no attack power, they are good at making all kinds of war equipment, and even make strange auxiliary combat tools for themselves, attacking from a distance, so with the long-range troops of the elves, they can also exert good combat effectiveness.

The Minotaurs, on the other hand, have sent a strong melee force and a group of shamans who are skilled in healing the wounded.

These honest minotaurs from the Supreme Ridge region have resolutely sent the most powerful warriors of each clan for the future of this world.

One of them, the Minotaur named Hunn* Gaoling, seems to be extremely famous among the various clans of the Minotaur, holding a huge spear in his hand and carrying two stout totem poles on his back, looking very formidable.

Huon said that he would lead the heroic Minotaur warriors to launch an irresistible and great charge against the Burning Legion, and then fight all the way to the demon's evil portal, guarding the door, and killing one by one.

Well... The Night Elves were a little laughing at the Minotaur's "sophisticated" battle plan.

I hope you can do it ...

On the other hand, the guardian dragon has also taken action.

Not long ago, in the Northrend region in the north of the continent, the five guardian dragon kings gathered in the Dragon Sleep Temple and began a fateful action.

Each dragon king contributed a portion of their essence to create an artifact: the Dragon's Soul.

This artifact can unleash devastating attack energy that shakes the heavens and the earth, and can kill any powerful being in the world.

The dragons agreed with the Night Elf Resistance that once the Resistance invaded the capital city of Atharyn, the dragons would launch a full-scale attack and use the Dragon's Soul to defeat the portal of the Well of Eternity, destroying it forever.

Until then, the Dragon's Soul will be kept by the most powerful guardian dragon, Nesario, who will hide it in his lair on the Supreme Ridge, where the artifact will be safe.

However, Crassus and Ronin are full of worries about this, they come from the future, and they are naturally clear about the black dragon dragon king of Nesario.

The dragon's catastrophe began to be forged from this moment, and because of all the prohibitions, they couldn't warn anyone, and they couldn't even say the word deathwing.

But Crassus decided to give it a go, and he decided to have the archmages Ronin, the druid Malfurion, and the orc warrior Blox rush to the lair of Supreme Takamine Nesario to steal the dragon's soul out.

Nesario is now fallen, and his duties as guardian of the earth have harmed him.

Because there is not only great power in the earth, but also an ancient power of incomparably darkness: the ancient gods.

The frantic whispers of the ancient god Enzos were affecting the Black Dragon King at all times, and Nesarion's inseparable connection to the earth made him have no way to deal with it or dodge it.

The dragon's soul would be a catastrophe in his hands, and Crassus, as a dragon, could not sit idly by.

But before they could start their move, Illidan mysteriously disappeared, and both Malfurion and Tyrande were going mad and couldn't find him.

But Crassus and Ronin knew very well where Illidan had gone.

The young elf was thus on his path to darkness.

Illidan travels to the capital city of Asaline, where he will meet the Dark Titan Sargeras on the other side of the portal at the Well of Eternity, and receive the Dark's bounty: the Cursed Horizon.

The first demon hunter is about to be born.

What Illidan had in mind was to get close to the enemy, to understand the enemy, and even to use the enemy's power to strike at themselves.

In order to gain strong power to protect his people and protect his loved ones, Illidan did not hesitate, even his people and even his loved ones did not understand him, and even called him a traitor.

Sulama City.

Boss Hu, who was playing the role of the upper-level elf Emperor Taishang, sensed a hidden fluctuation, which he was extremely familiar with, it was the energy fluctuation of the ancient gods.

And follow the fluctuations to explore, and then find that the end of this wave is in the Supreme Mountain area, in the lair of the Earth Guardian Dragon King Netsario.

For the Elder Gods, Hu Feng had no intention of killing them, he was now seriously lacking in high-level combat power, and it would be great if he could control a few more Elder Gods to enhance his strength.

As a result, Sulama City, which had been silent for a while, became lively again, and a force composed of all elite archmages and arcane puppets drove out of the city, and went straight to the Gaoling area under the personal leadership of Boss Hu.

Poor Baba Black Dragon Dragon King Nesario didn't know at this moment that his lair had become the core place for all parties to gather.

But he didn't care about anything else at the moment, the whispers of the ancient god Enzos had corrupted his spirit into endless madness, and a plan of utter madness was taking shape in his mind.

In the capital city of Asarin, the Burning Legion has also welcomed a new commander at this moment.

The once incomparably glorious Essalien is now in ruins, and only the Queen's court is still glamorous.

On the shore of the Well of Eternity, the portal of the burning flame exudes an extremely terrifying power.

Manolos the Destroyer, the incomparably terrifying Lord of the Abyss, knelt reverently on the ground like a harmless dog.

"Get on your knees, you ants, and prepare to meet the Arms of God, Lord Akmund the Polluter, Commander of the Burning Legion!"

A huge figure stepped through the portal, his skin was blue, only a few pieces of golden rune armor were draped in key parts of his body, the evil flames in the giant's eyes burned violently, and his tentacle-like beard swayed slightly.

He is Akmund the Tainter, the commander-in-chief of the Burning Legion, and the High Lord of Eredar, and countless worlds have been reduced to a sea of fire at his feet to please their god: the Dark Titan Sargeras.

"You have disappointed me, Manolos, and the gods are not satisfied with this small world!"

Manolos, who was extremely tyrannical in nature, knelt obediently in front of Akmund at this moment, drooping his head, looking like he was confessing his sins and being punished.

Akmund glanced at him coldly, then snorted coldly, and stopped scolding his deputy.

Manolos was his descendant, and he had no intention of punishing the most powerful of the Abyssal Lords.

The Burning Legion was run by him Akmund and his kindred, the other High Lord of Eredar, Kilgardan the Fraudster, who divided all the power of the Burning Legion equally.

The Dark Titans, on the other hand, are indifferent to this, as long as the Legion can keep destroying one world after another, and the small things like fighting for power can be ignored.

"Soon, I'll personally deal with the lowly ants who dare to resist, and then... Dedicate this burning world to the master!"

Darth Rema* Sunstrider stood on the terrace of one of the palaces high up, staring with hatred and worry at Akmund at the Well of Eternity below.

And at the very top of the palace, a lazy and beautiful shadow is also looking down.

Queen Esshara was now completely caught up in her own fantasy.

As long as you can become God's wife, even if your people die and extinct are acceptable.

After all, he is the light of the great light, the light of the eternal thousand moons.

And it's an honor for the people to die for their own glory, isn't it?