Not to mention that Xue Huan's side was ready to recover Lordaeron, on the other side, thousands of miles away in the Kalimdor continent, at the foot of the Hyjal Holy Mountain, the decisive battle between the Night Elf Alliance and the Burning Legion finally reached the most critical moment.

Two of the three lines of defense of the coalition have been defeated, and the elven forces led by Malfurion and Tyrande are responsible for defending the last line of defense, and the fate of the world once again falls into the hands of the Night Elves.

The Night Elves have saved the world more than once, they are not afraid of sacrifice, and the courage of the Elves in the Battle of Angela thousands of years ago has been known to the world, and today they are once again on a mission to save the world.

"Are you really going to do that? Malfurion?"

In the treehouse, the beautiful Priestess of the Moon frowned, and in response to her husband's suggestion, Tyrande said... That's too bold.

Although Akmund had broken through the defenses laid by the orcs and was about to reach the foot of the sacred tree, the plan to sacrifice the Tree of Life and kill Akmund at the cost of tens of thousands of Night Elf souls was too risky.

"Believe me, dear, we have no choice. ”

Unlike his younger brother Illidan Fury, Malfurion Fury looks more like an elder and a true druid.

He had a pair of majestic antlers on his head, a long, thick green beard, green eyebrows, wings of birds on his arms, and a fur coat around his waist, which he could transform into any creature if needed.

This time, there were only about a dozen people in the makeshift combat meeting, in addition to Malfurion and Tyrande, who represented the Night Elves' side, there were also leaders representing the orcs.

Due to Xue Huan's intervention, Gianna was still pacifying Arthas in the land of the Eastern Kingdom at this time, so she did not participate in the plan to build Thrall's fortress, so Theramore naturally did not appear yet.

However, Thrall, the man who presides over the future fate of the Iron Orcs, also participates in the meeting, and the wise and resolute orc leader has his opinion.

"I know your concerns, Tyrande, but I believe your husband wouldn't have made such a bold decision if he wasn't absolutely sure. ”

The entire defense line of the Tree of Life, the triple line of defense has lost two, and only the last one remains, and the third line of defense, which is mainly based on the Night Elves and supplemented by some orc legions, is still struggling to support.

Outside the treehouse, the hot meteorite fell like a meteor, and the demons of the Burning Legion were approaching the sacred tree like crazy, and every second, dozens or even hundreds of lives were passing, if it really continued like this, they could not be the opponents of the Burning Legion.

They can and must be desperate!

Thrall, as the leader of a decaying orc legion in dire need of reconstruction, has the same mission as Malfurion, and of course, they have the same views and decisions on any issue.

This is a key battle that will decide the life and death of the entire Kalimdor continent and all the living beings in the Azeroth continent, and the atmosphere of the entire meeting is very serious, and everyone is waiting for Tyrande's opening.

Time seems to stand still.

It took a long time for Tyrande to sigh, and the Priestess of the Moon looked at her husband with a sincere and firm look in her eyes: "I believe in you, my dear, this beautiful continent, and... And the survival of all our races depends on you!!"

"Trust me, for Azeroth!!"

Facing the enthusiastic gaze of everyone around him, Malfurion tightened the staff in his hand and nodded heavily.

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On the battlefield farther afield, the demons of the Burning Legion, under the command of Akmund, smashed the combined defense line of the Night Elves and the Orc Legion, and succubi, hellhounds, demon guards, abyssal demons and other monsters swarmed up, making the orc warriors who were originally good at hand-to-hand combat a little unable to cope.

There is also the Scourge Legion under Xue Huan, at this time, the Scourge Legion has been completely controlled by the Burning Legion, and Gavenrad, Baron Rivendell, Tried and others have also become members of this battle.

Illidan, who became a demon, rushed to kill on the battlefield of flesh and blood, and the orc warriors bravely charged forward, fearlessly making a final fight against the demons, but all this was to no avail, the number of demons was too many, almost endless.

The coalition's defensive line seems impregnable, but every second, it is actually shrinking.

"Attack!Attack!!Remember, your goal is the World Tree, and everything else, destroy them all!!"

Akmund roared, his huge body, walking towards the top of the mountain, each step with a trembling power.

Faced with the last sniper fire from the Alliance forces, Akmund had committed almost all of the Burning Legion's forces, and he knew that time was now of the essence.

Under the persecution of the demons, the defense line of the coalition army finally "collapsed", and the great demon Akmund climbed the World Tree step by step, looking at the World Tree that was close at hand, nearly twice as tall as himself, and showed a greedy smile.

The Great Demon had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and he couldn't care much about it, as if the destruction of the Azeroth continent was just around his eyes, and he began to climb the World Tree, and the demons around him were also shouting.

However, it was not only Akmund who had been waiting for this moment for a long time, but the other person had also been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Malfurion Fury, standing in the distance in the canopy, had already seen it all, and he stroked the horn in his hand, which was engraved with strange patterns, the horn of the demigod Cenarius, and blew it, and he was able to dominate all the spirits of the elves that lurked in the World Tree and in this great forest.

"Woo!!"

A heavy trumpet sounded, and gusts of wind rustled the entire forest.

While Akmund and his Burning Legion were preparing for victory, disaster had already arrived.

One, two, then dozens, hundreds, and finally countless elves, flew out from all sides of the forest, shining like stars and with the same goal, towards Akmund.

"Hmm?!!"

Akmund, who had been focusing his attention on the World Tree, did not take any precautions, and was entangled in his body by these elves who swarmed up.

Akmund wriggled his mountain-like body to get rid of the elves, but to no avail, the sheer number of them, like stars in the sky, clinging to his body and making it difficult for him to move.

At this moment, everyone in the canopy who was still watching this war tightened their hearts, especially Tyrande, the beautiful and dignified Night Elf priestess, who could barely suppress his inner emotions and exclaimed.

"Malfurion, quick! it's now!!" Tyrande yelled inwardly.

Malfurion's brows furrowed, and at the sound of an order, the elves wrapped around Akmund's body began to change visibly with the naked eye.

They're blowing themselves up!!

One by one the elves choose to sacrifice themselves, every time they self-destruct, they will set off a burst of magic shock in a small area, don't look at this power, but as many as 100,000 elves collectively self-detonate, the power is comparable to a demigod-level magician's forbidden spell magic.

"Boom !!"

In an instant, the entire Hyjal Mountains seemed to have been shaken by a great earthquake, and the wind and clouds changed.

Bursts of white light flashed, reflecting the dusk as if it were day, and everyone unconsciously closed their eyes.

A flood of magical energy, starting from where Akmund was standing, formed a terrifying shockwave of lethal power, which vibrated from the inside out.

Everywhere they passed, all things vanished.

The forests were burned to the ground, the living beings were wiped out by it, and not even the Burning Legion minions near Akmund were bombarded and killed.

After about a minute, the aftermath and magical splendor faded away, and everyone's eyes gradually returned.

Malfurion was at the front of the canopy, and when he could see the object, everything in front of him surprised the old monster who had survived for tens of thousands of years.

Akmund is gone, the Burning Legion is gone, but only the bare trunk of the World Tree remains, and all the forests within the radius have been burned to the ground, becoming a brilliant sea of fire!

"Is it over?" Mulfurion muttered, pursing his lips in disbelief.

"yes, it's over... No matter how long the night is, there will always be a time to pass, and no matter how desperate the day, there will always be an end. ”

It was Thrall who spoke, the new orc leader since Orgrim Doomhammer, who stepped up and patted Malfurion's ally on the shoulder.

Thrall pointed to the Coalition soldiers in the distant battlefield who had relaxed their spirits, and said, "Despite the huge cost, we have finally won, Kalimdor, and Azeroth, as long as we are here, there is still hope." ”

"That's right. ”

Tyrande also stepped up and chimed in: "This is what everyone is looking forward to, we have done it, and peace is about to return to this continent." ”

It can be seen that the face of the Priestess of the Moon is much more relaxed than before, and the intense preparation in the past few months has added a little tiredness to this originally beautiful and flawless face.

But now, the war is coming to an end!

Tyrande also has to think about the aftermath, after all, this war has affected many alliance states such as Lordaeron, Quel'Salas, and Dalaran, and millions of lives have been lost.

Even in this final battle, the elves and orcs had two-thirds of their warriors, burying their lives forever in this land.

Not only high-level leaders such as Tyrande need to relax, but also those ordinary people who are worried about it, as well as the soldiers who have been fighting bloodily for days, also need an indulgence and revelry!

Of course, for Malfurion, Tyrande, Thrall and others, a little ease is definitely necessary, but at the same time, although the war is over, the complicated situation, especially the remnants of the undead entrenched in the Eastern Kingdom, is still a problem that they cannot ignore.

The war is over, but peace will not be permanent.

What they could not have imagined was that a few years later, another force quietly rose to become another terrifying force that threatened all living beings in Azeroth after the Burning Legion.

And at the other end of the slightly cheerful and relaxed atmosphere of the central battlefield of Hyjal, a huge hole north of Astrana in the Ash Valley, which had long been a ruin of war, several dark purple portals were erected early.

"Hurry up, fools, don't alarm the elves!!"

Dark and damp cave**, the Great Lich Kel'thugad chuckled as he looked at the undead in front of him, who had regained control and were rapidly moving towards the Eastern Kingdom.

(End of chapter)