Chapter Twenty-Five: The White Deer of the Moon and the Divine Javelin

Moondeer Malorn, the oldest demigod in the world of Azeroth, has fallen.

The resistance has reached the feet of the capital city of Aisaline, and the immeasurably ruined capital city in the distance can be seen with the naked eye, and it is the end of this war.

Subsequently, the elves encountered the most formidable enemy since the beginning of the war.

Akmund the Polluter himself has appeared.

This supreme lord of Eredar, the power of his evil power is extremely terrifying, and his giant-like body moves forward unhurriedly, without the cover and support of the army.

His spell called the Finger of Death caused huge damage to the resistance coalition forces, and a large number of soldiers died instantly in this red energy light, without the power to resist and fight back, it was completely unreasonable and instantaneous.

Elisander was also hit at that time, but at the critical moment, the energy eyeball on the staff in her hand erupted into a burst of intense golden light, and then formed a divine shield, and the energy of the death finger hit the divine shield without causing the slightest ripple.

The Great Magister could feel the anger emanating from the eyes of the gods, and the Titan Divine Venerable, who had not made a move, was extremely angry at the moment, and for someone who dared to kill his own forbidden body, Boss Hu decided to roll up his sleeves and personally go on the field to kill him.

"Steady, hold on a little longer, Lord Divine Venerable will arrive soon, and Akmund will definitely die!"

Elisandr's words reassured the coalition that as long as the Titan avatar who never shot was willing to play, resistance between himself and the capital city of Esarine would no longer be a problem.

But persistence also comes at a price, and that price is Malone.

The valiant Moon Deer engaged in hand-to-hand combat with Akmund, and the oldest of the wilderness demigods even briefly gained the upper hand, and the massive pair of antler-saddled Akmund retreated.

But the huge power gap was in front of them, and the elven coalition saw a scene that made them stunned.

Akmund firmly grasped the white deer of the moon, and then...

Click!

A crisp sound spread throughout the battlefield.

Malone's feeble body was thrown back into the Elven coalition line by the Tainted, sending a cloud of dust.

"Who's next?"

Akmund's cold voice rang out, with endless killing intent.

For the rout of the Burning Legion, Akmund had a belly of fire to vent.

The Supreme Divine Lord Sargeras was very dissatisfied with himself, and this was the first time in countless years that he had suffered a setback, and the resistance of this world was far stronger than any other world he had encountered before.

The Elven Coalition was silent, and then ...

"I, I'm going to challenge you. ”

Garrod Shadowsong stepped forward, his sword clenched in his hand, though he knew it wouldn't do any harm to Akmund.

"Ahh Pathetic coalition commander, you are as stupid as the ants who resist ... How am I going to kill you?"

Akmund strode up to Garrod and let out a low laugh as he looked down at the tiny Night Elf.

"I will fight to the end, you may be able to kill me, but Azeroth will never give up resistance, and the Burning Legion will fail!"

Garrod assumed a battle posture, and as the commander of the resistance coalition forces, he was determined to defend the last of his dignity.

"Then I'll ... Huh?"

The sound of flapping wings was heard, and Akmund looked up at the sky in the distance.

Dragons, overwhelming dragons.

The Guardian Dragon has officially joined the war.

"Do you think these big reptiles can save you? Ignorant and pathetic, your world will burn to the ground!"

As soon as Akmund's words fell, he felt an extremely terrifying energy fluctuation follow, approaching rapidly from a distance, and the strength of the energy made him feel a sense of fear, which could only be felt when facing the god Lord Sargeras.

"How is this possible?"

Garrod grinned at this point.

"If it were you, Akmund, I would run away at once, or your evil god would not be able to save you. ”

"Who is it!Who dares to attack me, Elisander!I'm going to pull you out and roast you on the flames of divine power!" A rumbling sound came ahead of time, and endless power mixed with it.

Elisandr, who was in the Coalition Resistance, immediately raised her staff and began to guide her Divine Lord to lead the attack.

Never underestimate a woman's ability to hold grudges, even if you don't really hurt her.

Akmund felt a wave of extreme danger lingering and looked down to see a strange pillar of arcane light hovering over his heart.

I must warn the Divine Lord that a mysterious and powerful being has appeared in the world of Azeroth.

A pillar of divine light roared from afar, like a javelin full of murderous intent.

A thick arcane flame enveloped Akmund, and the next moment, the polluter vanished in place.

The pillar of divine power did not stop, but continued to advance, and all the demons along the way were wiped out in an instant, and there was not even a scum left.

The javelin of divine power slammed directly into the capital city of Atherine, and shot through the city before it dissipated.

A wide and hideous trail split the city in two, and Atheryne, already in dilapidation, now looks more like a large ruin.

The resistance finally breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately took up the spot under Garrod's orders for a final rest before the general attack.

The dragons had not intended to come to this war so soon, but they were also nervous by the presence of Sulama.

The god of magic named Sarodar is most likely a living Pantheon Titan.

If even the Titans rolled up their sleeves and went to war in person, and they were still watching, it would be really uncomfortable.

So after feeling that Sulama's energy fluctuations began to move, the dragons immediately began to move, and the main army went straight to the night elf capital of Asarin.

The final battle is about to break out, and the main forces of the Burning Legion have returned to defend this once-glorious giant city.

Looking at the lilac city wall in the distance, Hu Feng was silent for a moment, and then flew towards the camp of the resistance coalition army.

In the center of Aisaline, on the other side of the portal on the shore of the Well of Eternity, Hu Feng could feel a very familiar aura.

Dark Titan Sargeras, I didn't expect to meet him again so soon.

He had to destroy the portal before he could make it, and his current state was far from being a match for Sargeras.

This is not surprising, one is the unborn Titan Star Soul, and the other is the old Dark Titan, the former number one fighter of the Pantheon, this contrast is simply not too strong.

Oh, and the Elder Gods.

Hu Feng could also sense that in the depths of the Well of Eternity, the power of the ancient gods was still ghostly, and they seemed to be planning something.

At the same time, there is a strange stream of quicksand hovering above the Well of Eternity.

That is the power of the Time Guardian, and the Time Dragon King Nozdorm should have also noticed the mutation of the Well of Eternity, and the mutation of the Elder God.

To be precise, it is not Nozdorm at this moment, but Nozdorm at some point in the future.

It's just that his presence is weakening, and it seems that he is being forcibly stripped and expelled from this time period.

He changed his predetermined fate, and the future Nozdorm was powerless to interfere with him, and his own timeline no longer welcomed him.

As for Nozdorm at the moment, he seems to have acquiesced to the current situation.

The future self is no longer himself, if the titan insists on interfering and changing the established fate, then he has to accept the reality, and the future self in the original predetermined fate is no longer himself.

It sounds a bit tongue-in-cheek, but that's probably what the Time Dragon King Norddorm is thinking at the moment.