Or the old saying is good: as long as the kung fu deep iron pestle is sharpened into a needle, there is no ploughed land, only tired cattle, how can the world be flat if the chest is not big?

Oh, don't care if Lu Xun said it, anyway, that's what it means, just understand it.

Parallel to the world of Delaenau, Tarador region.

The overall outcome of the battle here was actually doomed long before the start of the war, with the main army of the Night Empire in charge of the ground attack, the Cloud Soaring Dragon Knights of the Shaohao Dynasty as the air force, and the new tribe buddies constantly firing goblin long-range rockets as artillery strikes, it was difficult for them to be able to hold out for so long in Shattrath City.

The Draenei Soul Bound are naturally happy, although they are extremely unhappy with the group of young sisters Eredar under the command of the Night Empire, but the fanatical cult of the Light Forge Inquisition is even more hateful.

That's right, the Holy Light Cult, the social buddies of the Azeroth world have officially defined the nature of the Light Casting Judgment Army a few days ago, and there is no possibility of any whitewashing, and they have directly entered the ranks of cults that need to be completely exterminated, and the degree of importance is the same as that of the blood god Haka back then, and the recent blood god Gohorn is at the same level (how are they all blood gods and trolls).

Oh, and when it comes to Gohorn, an unnatural creation made by the Titans that imitates the Elder Gods, he's been doing pretty well lately, and although the Blood Troll Cult under his command has been wiped out, at least the Titan has saved his head.

Gohorn also participated in the battle against Shattrath City, and the cute fat worm was 100% fully exerted in his individual strength without the restrictions of Odil's purification and restraint facilities.

Oops, the thief was bloody, and the path Gorhorn passed through was littered with pools of blood with extremely corrupting properties, as well as slimy fungus blankets and parasitic spore creatures corrupted by blood.

The fat insect is moving forward in a straight route, and the lethality of the holy light to him can be said to be minimal, after all, this ancient god is a copycat, he is only purified by the divine power of the Titan Void, and the energy of the holy light is almost the same as the evil energy, and there is no problem with hard resistance.

He was followed by a large herd of blood-toothed beasts, corrupt creatures that ran like a large fat maggot with two small short legs.

Brother Titan's Blood Stormtrooper just went all the way to the gate of Shattrath City and the Holy Light Energy Barrier in front of the gate, and then...

Syllable!

The loud sound of the impact resounded through most of the Tarador region, and Gohorn, the crazy twisted creation, could be regarded as automatically entering a state of rage, and the front half of its body was lying on top of the golden shield of holy light, and circles of scarlet blood energy spread out in all directions like ripples in the lake, beginning to pollute this golden lake.

"This impostor is okay, continue to let him bump, let him break this shield, madness is not far from them. ”

Dark's Tulani, also known as Miss Saratas, waited for the shield of the Light to break, and then unleashed her Void Power on the entire city of Shattrath, causing the group of Light believers to fall into madness and shatter their sanity.

All in all, as mentioned earlier, the outcome of the battle here was actually doomed long before the start of the war, and the bigwigs from all walks of life gathered here, each showing their magical powers, and it was the dawn and the morning light, the evil energy and the void, and the tortured old buddies of the light-forged inquisitor army screamed.

The camera returns to the present, after many rounds of destruction, the Holy Light Shield of Shattrath City is finally overwhelmed, even if there are two Naru who output energy to maintain the shield at all times, they still can't withstand the rolling trend.

With a crisp click, the surface of the golden shield that enveloped the city was covered with cracks, and then shattered violently, drifting away with the wind, and a golden light dotted with light.

The moment the shield shattered, the Void Whisper of Salatas descended suddenly, and the frenzied spirit whisper began to affect all living beings in the city.

The Night Empire's Evil Energy Artillery Regiment was also at full speed, and it was bombarded one after another against Shattrath City, and for a while, black smoke was billowing everywhere, and demons appeared in droves, and then ran wildly on the streets, killing people on sight, or corrupting them to madness.

The dark cloud of demonic energy of the nature of mental interference still hovered directly above the city, blocking off any information that the Lightcast Inquisitors intended to convey to the outside world.

There is no hope here, the attitude of the Night Empire is obvious, it is to kill everyone, slaughter the city and slaughter it clean, and burn the last fire, and wait for your Holy Light Legion to arrive, and then if you want to talk about it, it will be death without proof.

It's useless for you to say that the sky is broken, anyway, everyone is dead, we bite hard and we didn't do it, what can you do, there must be no evidence, there will be no in this life.

If you have to ask ... Well... Then we don't know, you have to go to the relevant departments for further inquiry, as for what the relevant departments are, we don't know, let's see.

The city of Shattrath was burning, shattering, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was full of corpses, the streets were full of demons, the frantic whispers of the ancient gods and the tentacles of flesh and blood shrouded every corner, and the remnants of the Lightcast Inquisitors had now all shrunk to the Hall of Light in the center of the city, and the two Naru had supported a small shield of Holy Light, which was incomparably small in the face of the evil forces in all directions, and could be swallowed up by the tide of darkness at any time.

Irel tried to communicate with the Light Legion for the last time, but the result was the same as the two Naru, and there was still no news, and the signal isolation remained.

The ground trembled as artillery continued to bombard the last bastion, and everyone knew that the hour of destruction was imminent.

The undetermined believers have long since fled or surrendered, and the only remaining soldiers in the Hall of Light are extremely determined fanatics, ready to die for the Light.

The Night Empire was naturally aware of this, so it didn't make any attempt to surrender at all, and directly gathered fire and prepared to bury them all.

"The invaders of the world of Azeroth want to cover up what is happening here, but our death will alert the Legion of Light, and the Light will live forever!"

Irel was in the midst of the final mobilization, and the zealot soldiers clenched their weapons and stared at the crumbling shield of light ahead.

A fluctuation of energy that was so violent that it made people palpitate suddenly came, and before everyone could react, they saw a pillar of void energy light violently penetrate the shield of holy light and bombard one of Naru.

Naru immediately let out a mental wail, unable to maintain the shield any longer.

Saratas strode into the hall, followed by two unusually tall Faceless Generals.

"Ah, the last believers of the Light are here, how am I going to kill you? Damn idiot!"

Before the young lady could finish speaking, a loud bang interrupted her words, and the blood god Gohorn smashed through the wall at the other end of the hall and squirmed straight in.

"Everything is corrupted! Blood devours everything!"

The light will be extinguished, and there will be no hope.

Irel raised his Lightcast greatsword and led his soldiers in a final assault.