Blox couldn't remember the first time he had raised his axe and slashed at the demon in front of him.

Around the orcs, the corpses of various demons are already piled up.

The shore of the Well of Eternity has turned into a battlefield, and the incomparably brutal offensive and defensive battles are in full swing.

In the clearing not far from her, the elven mage named Elisander was directing an overwhelming firestorm with one hand, and with the other hand he was waving, unleashing arcane barrage of bullets that would kill any fish that slipped through the net if he came close.

As for the Divine Venerable, at this moment he was pressing the Destroyer Manolos and his Abyss Lord troops to fight hard, and this group of fierce demons with huge bodies were hit by the divine power at this moment, and they retreated again and again.

Above the Well of Eternity, the three-headed hovering red dragon carried the Crassus trio into a swoop and headed straight for the dragon's soul.

But they failed because another uninvited guest came on strong.

An earth-shattering roar mixed with an incomparably oppressive majesty came from high in the sky, and the Black Dragon Dragon King Nesario passed through the clouds, and then flapped his wings covered in essentia armor and galloped towards the dragon soul below.

At the same time, the rest of the four-colored dragon kings, except for the time dragon king Nozdorm, who was still missing, all rushed to the Well of Eternity with their elite clansmen at this moment.

Glancing at the Black Dragon King swooping in the air, Hu Feng laughed a few times, it seems that this Earth Guardian is still here.

But now, it's more appropriate for him to call it Deathwing.

The other four-colored dragon looked at Nesario in shock, and at this moment, the black dragon king's eyes were full of madness, and his attention was only on the dragon soul below, and he didn't even look at these dragon compatriots of his own.

Several blue dragons stopped in front of Nesario, wanting to inquire about the situation, but they were grabbed by Nesario, and then they were violently torn in half, and their internal organs suddenly spilled out.

"No one can take my treasure, the dragon's soul belongs only to me!"

Nesario yelled frantically, and then imperceptibly glanced at the Titan Gods below who were pressing the Abyss Lord's group of evil big fat men, and his heart was relieved after realizing that he had no intention of stopping him.

Immediately after, the Black Dragon King began to use his massive body to slam into the magical barrier that protected the dragon's soul.

His armor was shattering, flames and lava erupted from the wounds, and the entire dragon looked visually stunning.

Nesario, he's crazy.

At this time, an extremely terrifying coercion emanated from the evil energy portal next to the well, followed by an angry roar.

"Tiny reptile, how dare you stop me from coming into this world?"

A blast of demonic flame shot out of the portal and struck Nesario so hard that it flew upside down in an instant.

But after a few moments, Nesario flew back in a rage, and continued to ram the barrier even more frantically.

"No one! can! take my artifact!"

The Black Dragon King, who fell into endless madness, his momentum was unparalleled in the audience for a while, and everyone present was stunned by his madness.

Sargeras, on the other side of the portal, was extremely furious, he had not yet descended on Azeroth, and the small energy attack that passed through the portal could still resist many times for that lowly big reptile.

The three of Crassus hovered high in the air with their respective red dragons, waiting for an opportunity.

Nesario, the mad dragon, inadvertently takes on the duties of a death stormtrooper, and when he breaks through the barrier of evil that protects the dragon's soul, the three of them prepare to take the food and cut it off halfway.

At this moment, two evil eye prisms shot from one side of the court, accurately hitting an Abyss Lord and shooting him into the chest with a heart-chilling fly.

Illidan and Tyrande also rushed over and joined the fight.

And this main battlefield seems to be getting more and more lively.

On the other side of the edge of the court, there was a loud explosion that collapsed the walls.

The figure of the Minotaur appeared in the dust, and at this moment he was rapidly swinging the Eagle Spear in his hand, chasing and killing a group of Cerberus desperately fleeing in front of him, and the Minotaur was followed by a long line of fierce demon guards, holding the evil flame giant axe in his hand, trying to kill the beef man... Ahem, hack this minotaur to death.

Congratulations to Hunn for his achievement: [Elder Train King]

The warrior of the Ancient War would not have known that in the distant future, a magical dwarf would take over the banner of his fearless death and carry it forward once again.

As the Minotaur Huon pulls the demon team he himself leads away, the camera returns to the main battlefield on the shores of the Well of Eternity.

At the moment, the situation here is already a pot of porridge.

The Titan Divine Venerable was slaughtering the elite demons who had surrounded him, and this killing slowed down his advance anyway.

The demons naturally also discovered the fierceness of this mysterious powerhouse, so they chose to use the tactics of the sea of people to fight Hu Feng to buy time for the advent of the Supreme Divine Lord.

Nesario was still frantically pounding against the crumbling barrier of evil energy, and he was getting closer and closer to the dragon's soul, while the Crassus trio waited anxiously.

The people of Elisandr on the ground, as well as the guardian dragon army in the sky, are also fighting bloodily at the moment, and they should not be careful.

But time is getting to the bottom.

Brooks slashed one of the demons in front of him, and looked up at the evil flame portal by the well.

On the other side, that incomparably large figure is getting closer and closer to this world.

Sargeras is coming.

The orc's heart was clear at this moment, and he decided to do something that no one had done before.

Over here... It should be the end of my life.

Fight for glory, die for glory, right now, for Azeroth ...

The orc warrior ran to his dragon mount, rolled over, and then spurred into the air, flying in the direction of the Well of Eternity.

"It's my pleasure to fight alongside you, goodbye!"

The roar of the orcs was heard.

"What are you going to do? Brooks, come back!"

Malfurion, who had just joined Illidan and Tyrande, looked at the orcs riding away on the dragon and shouted.

Then, everyone present saw a scene that has been inherited for thousands of years.

The orc warrior Brooks leaped into the Flame Portal.

He went to the demon world on the other side.

Brooks saw a shattered world that had been completely corrupted and corrupted by evil powers.

Argus.

This is the lair of the Burning Legion, where an endless army is ready to march through the portal and burn one world after another

Compared to the number of demons here, the demon army that has reached Azeroth is simply the tip of the iceberg, not worth mentioning.

The orc warrior clenched the two battle axes in his hands, and he let out a hearty laugh.

He slammed one of the demon guards who bore the brunt of it in half, kicked it away, and then looked at the demon army in front of him, and behind him was the portal to the world of Azeroth, which he had firmly guarded.

"I'm Brooks Sarufar!"

A large number of demons surrounded them, and the orc warriors brandished their battle axes and set off a whirlwind of slashes.

"I am a warrior of the Thunder King's clan, a brother of the Great King of Sarufar, a warrior of the Great Chief Thrall!"

The corpses of the demons were piled up, and the orc warriors were covered in scars, blood covering his green skin.

Then the orc looked up, and he saw the giant that reached the sky.

Sargeras is perfect and evil, faintly revealing the supreme brilliance of what was once the Pantheon Titan.

The orc warrior launched his final assault, and with all his might, he threw his tomahawk at Sargeras.

"Feel the power of the tribe, demon!"

“Lok-tar ogar！”