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In the snow-capped Winter Spring Valley, the wild aura is constantly emanating, and the originally crystal clear white snow has been dried up by waves of evil energy flames. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The exposed ground was pitch black, with a slight green flame on it.

The battle lasted for three days.

With reinforcements led by Duten and Varian, Akmund's footsteps were even more difficult.

Knock -

There was another muffled sound, a huge black shadow fell from the sky, and after landing, it continued to slide on the ground, where it passed, a large amount of blood stains and broken dragon scales appeared on the ground, and then this behemoth finally stopped a hundred meters away, motionless, if it weren't for the slight ups and downs in the chest, I am afraid that someone would really treat it as a dead thing.

"Onexia!"

Tyrande staggered from a distance, the longbow in his hand was about to be taken off, and to be honest, it didn't matter if he couldn't get rid of it, because the bowstring above had already broken, and now the bow was more like a staff in Tyrande's hand.

Of course, a staff can also be used as a bow if it is flexible enough, and a bow that can channel mana is not necessarily not unusable as a staff.

She ran to Onexia's side, crouched down, held the staff in one hand, and pressed the other hand to Onexia's huge head, and with the sound of an obscure incantation sounding in her mouth, a faint silver light that seemed to disappear at any time slowly emerged, and then sank into Onexia's body little by little.

The large, deep, bony wound on the side of her body slowly recovered, and she could already see it, and the badly damaged internal organs were the first to be repaired.

Perhaps it took too much strength to repair the internal organs, but the huge wound remained there after all, and of course, the bleeding must have stopped.

It's just that Onexia looks very miserable now, one of the dragon's horns is broken, one eye is slightly squinted, and the inside is gray, and the other is tightly closed, and there are a large traces of blood in the corner of the eye. Her body was also covered with wounds, the one on her side was only the largest and most deadly, and there were hundreds of wounds in other parts of her body, large and small, if it weren't for her body being strong enough, these wounds would have almost cut her body into countless pieces.

Luckily, Tyrande arrived just in time, and although she didn't have enough strength to treat Onexia now, she was able to save her life.

Compared to Onexia, Tyrande is in a much better situation.

On the one hand, the bowstring was broken, and on the other hand, there were many wounds on her body, some of which were still bleeding to this day, staining her white sacrificial robes a blood-red color. Fortunately, she is an elf, her vitality is very strong after all, and Malfurion's reckless rejuvenation technique has made her one of the most well-conditioned people on the battlefield to this day.

But it's really not much better, she doesn't have the slightest strength in her body now, and treating Onexia has exhausted her last of her strength, and she can't even connect with Elune now.

After a brief treatment of Onexia, she collapsed on the ground, leaning her back against Onexia and looking up at the battlefield not far away.

It's miserable, it's really, it's miserable.

Gianna lay unconscious in a patch of snow in the distance, her staff broken into hundreds of knots, and her robe torn. It's also a shame that almost all the people present are upright, otherwise this capitalized spring light is enough to feast people's eyes.

Look at Malfurion again, lying on the ground, one hand supporting his body, the other hand twisting irregularly, with extensive burns on his body, the evil eye has caused him severe damage, and it is still eroding his body, which can be seen from his only arm that still has strength, but is still trembling.

Kane had a large hole in his chest, which was healed by both Tyrande and Malfurion.

Magni's hammer had turned into a pile of molten iron, and the armor on his body had long since been shattered, and there was no longer a palm-sized piece of good meat on his rock-hard muscles.

Romez leaned against the tree in the distance, blood gushing out from the corner of his mouth as if he didn't want money, and a large piece of his left abdomen was missing, almost half of his abdomen was missing. Now it is struggling to maintain with magic power, but it seems that this magic power may dissipate at any time. Once this magic dissipates, Romans could die at any time.

Milhouse was gone, he disappeared in a large cloud of green flames, and no one knew where he had gone, and no one knew whether he was dead or alive now. However, there was a faint purple light flashing in the flame at that time, it should be the teleportation technique, but unfortunately, the chance of killing the magician is almost 100% if the teleportation technique is incomplete.

And Woking, and Sal, and Varian......

Almost all of them had fallen, and everyone had suffered near-fatal wounds, and now only two mighty figures were left to resist the demon.

……

"Human, you're strong......"

Illidan, the firstborn with two horns and wings on his back, was covered in blood, struggling to support himself under the flames of evil energy, and smiled hard at the figure beside him.

"Thank you for the compliment......"

Du Teng was struggling to activate the power of the holy light in the greatsword, forming an incomplete eggshell to protect him from being burned by the flames of evil energy. Although it didn't seem to be too much to do with being burned, he didn't want to feel the pain a second time, after all, the sequelae caused by the first evil energy flame hitting his body had not dissipated yet, and the almost non-stop severe pain in his chest and abdomen was enough to prove all this.

"It's a pity...... We still failed after all...... Don't you go and look at your companions? She, she's dying......"

Illidan turned his head to "look" at the fallen dragon not far away, even though he couldn't see anything at all.

"No need to ......"

Du Teng grinned, perhaps because of the sharp pain, which made his muscles a little tangled, and his expression became distorted by several points. It's more like laughing, it's more like being angry.

"She's a dragon, she's ...... The ...... that guards the dragon's Deathwing Daughter, it's not as you think...... So fragile......"

"Deathwing...... That's one, a powerful being......"

Illidan grinned with difficulty, he wanted to laugh too, but unfortunately, the wound on his body was worse than Duten's, and he really couldn't make more expressions.

"So, let's move on...... ......."

Du Teng took a deep breath, and saw that Akmund on the other side had stood up again, he carried the giant sword, and rushed out of the flames with difficulty, rushing towards the other party.

Illidan gritted his teeth, took a step, and rushed forward.

Not far away, the Burning Legion's highest commander, the most powerful of Areida, Akmund, roared in anger and swung his iron fist once more.

Azeroth's defensive strength was almost destroyed by him alone, and of course he himself was not having a good time.

Both calves are covered with scars, and the tendons have almost all been severed, that is, he is gone, and I am afraid that he will not be able to stand anymore if he were any other person.

The chest, shoulders, abdomen, and back are full of scars from magic bombardment, and I have to say that as a super veteran hero-level powerhouse, Romans' spells are extremely powerful, and the attacks he unleashed really caused tons of damage to Akmund. Otherwise, he would not have been greeted by Akmund and became the most seriously injured.

The same is true of Milhouse Mana Storm, a small man with a small body that contains unimaginable terrifying power. He was the second person after Romans to be taken care of by Akmund, so his whereabouts are unknown now, and his life and death are equally unknown.

With the help of Onexia, Varian left a wound on Akmund's face that almost ran through his face, nearly blinding him in the eye. He was also knocked away by the opponent's punch, flying a distance of hundreds of meters.

As for Onexia, as the second largest being in size after Akmund among those present, and at the same time the daughter of the Black Dragon King, the power that erupted was equally amazing. Biting, scratching, dragon breath, it can be said that she alone attracted almost thirty percent of Akmund's injuries. No one could have imagined that the daughter of the biggest traitor among the natives of Azeroth would do this to protect Azeroth.

Duten had thought before of using his magic to force her against Akmund, and he had done the same before. But in the late stages of the battle, when he had no time to care, Onexia did not retreat at all. Maybe she's really on fire, or maybe she's just trying to protect the world, after all, if Azeroth is gone, no amount of conspiracy she, or her father, has.

So at the end of the day, Azeroth is what it is.

So, when the others were unable to fight again, Onexia relied on her own strength to knock Akmund to the ground, and she couldn't get up for a long time. As a result, she landed in a near-death posture and completely lost consciousness.

Now the only ones who can fight are Du Teng and Illidan.

No one had any illusions about stopping Akmund anymore, and he couldn't stop him unless he gathered more forces.

However, until the last minute, no one wants to give up.

"Illidan, I'll cover you!"

Du Teng roared at the doctor, the soles of his feet stomped heavily in the air, and the whole person was already soaring into the sky, and he was trying to urge the last remaining strength in his body, like a rising rocket, straight into the sky.

"Ant ......"

"Fuck you ants, I'm tired of hearing it! Demon, don't you want to destroy this world! ”

Duten raised the Sdomka Annihilator, his blade and the demon's fist slammed together, sending out a shockwave that blew out all the evil flames burning on the ground.

At the same time, Illidan flapped his wings and flew swiftly past Duten's side, plunging into Akmund's chest.

"Get out of here!"

Akmund slammed a backhand, and Illidan, who was caught off guard, was knocked out.

Duten, on the other hand, took the opportunity to cut a huge arc through the air, flashing through Akmund's throat like lightning.

"You're looking for death!"

Akmund turned around suddenly, slapped down with a forceful palm, and Du Teng, who had time to adjust his body, was directly knocked to the ground, and fell heavily from a height of dozens of meters.

Only a loud noise was heard, and the ground within a radius of more than ten meters around it exploded, and Du Teng, who was among the rubble, violently spit out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground in front of him.

"The Well of Eternity!"

Finally, no one could stop him.

Completely ignoring the demon army behind him, he took a step forward and walked towards the towering giant tree, under which the root system was protected, where the Well of Eternity was located.

"The Well of Eternity is mine, Azeroth, and will be destroyed!"

He roared, reached out and grabbed the mountain, climbing up little by little.

The demon army behind him also broke through the defense line of the coalition army at the same time, and rushed into the Winterspring Valley.

"Protect them!"

The orc mages in the coalition used flashes to get to the seriously injured heroes, and at this moment, even without Thrall's command, they let go of each other's prejudices. One by one, these heroes were taken off the battlefield. At the same time, the Night Elves' Knights of the Hippogriff, risking being shot down by gargoyles, broke through the airspace blockade and landed beside Onexia.

They used a special set of lifting devices to gently lift Onyxia, and then flew off into the distance with difficulty.

In the process, more than one of the Hippogriff Knights was shot down by the demons who were in hot pursuit, but more of the Hippogriff Knights, with a hard attack, retreated in the direction of Mount Hyjal.

……

War, to the last moment.

The demons have invaded Mount Hyjal in full force, and the Night Elves have had to put up their last and toughest resistance.

And all the hero-level powerhouses who gathered were all taken down. Each of them had unimaginably serious injuries on their bodies, and if they were not treated in time, at least a large number of them would not survive.

Fortunately, there are still a lot of priests and druids in the Night Elf clan, and in the face of wounds contaminated by evil energy, although the treatment progress is slow, it is not without effect after all. Including Tyrande, the injuries on her body are actually not serious, but they are too powerful.

She was the best to treat, and after healing the wounds, she slept in the moon well for the night, and the next day, although she was not alive, at least she was able to move around at will.

Then she began to pray to Elune, the goddess of the moon they believed in.

Subsequently, the Goddess of the Moon's divine power descended, not only washing away the injuries in her body, but also refilling her with strength. With the help of divine powers, Elune was able to heal all the wounded, and everyone except Milhouse, who had not yet been recovered, was out of danger.

It's just that the previous battle made almost everyone have no strength to fight again, except for Duten and Malfurion, everyone else is still asleep and can't wake up for a while.

And at the moment when Tyrande was healing, the demon had broken through countless lines of defense in a row, and Akmund was far away from the World Tree Nodashir...... It's just around the corner! (To be continued.) )

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