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Elf!

The souls of the elves' ancestors who died surround the dense forest all day long, and are responsible for maintaining the daily life of the forest, which is of great significance to the whole of Mount Hyjal.

Now, in order to stop Akmund, Malfurion has also fought everything, no matter what, he will not allow Akmund to get the Well of Eternity and the World Tree. Since this is what started with this, let it also end!

Malfurion looked at the hundreds of thousands of souls that were rising like stars, took a deep breath, and once again aimed at the blowing hole of the huge horn, blowing the air in his lungs fiercely.

Woo-woo

The sound from the horn was full of a different kind of charm, and one after another waves of sound swept over most of Mount Hyjal. All living beings who heard this voice were given a temporary peace. And those elves, one by one, burned their souls, turned into countless meteors, and rushed towards Akmund from all directions.

"What is this? What is this! ”

Akmund had already touched the World Tree Nodashir, and he was about to uproot Nodashir with all his might, when countless elves surrounded him into a white storm.

"Is this your last resort? You want to kill me? I am immortal! Ant! Even if you kill me now, I'll definitely come back! I will definitely be back! The next time, ants, is when you are completely destroyed, I promise, I swear!! ”

Already feeling the indescribable terrifying power of the storm, even Akmund finally felt scared. But he was more unwilling and angry, he spent so much effort, and he still failed? Just like the War of the Ancients?

No!

He will never admit it!

"Mole ants! I'm going to kill you with my own hands! Everything you have done today is meaningless, the world will eventually be destroyed, and you will become the burial objects of this world! Hahahaha, mortals, continue your sad life, your life is running out, remember my words, I will be back soon, and next time, you, and the world you love, will tremble under the blade of the Burning Legion! Hahahaha!! ”

In the midst of the storm, Akmund's wild laughter could be heard.

Malfurion then detonated the storm.

No, it had nothing to do with him anymore, when the elves flew out of the forest, they already knew what they were going to do.

Elves are not unconscious undead, and under the protection of the World Tree and the Well of Eternity, elves are souls, but they are completely indistinguishable from the consciousness of living people. Akmund's arrogant remarks finally made these elves unbearable.

Then, after thousandths of a second.

A brilliant light flashed at the heart of the storm, and then, this light expanded rapidly, and after just a second of events, this light covered the entire Hyjal Mountain. Everyone involuntarily closed their eyes, only Du Teng, whose eyes were round, and at the moment of the explosion, it was like a spike, stabbing into the core of the explosion.

Incomparable energy ignited above the Well of Eternity, and the World Tree, the Well of Eternity, and a single Akmund were all covered in it.

There are also blessings left by the guardian dragon in the World Tree, and it is these blessings that have given the Night Elves the ability to live forever for 10,000 years, and now, this power has also been detonated, and the chain reaction produced is by no means as simple as one plus one is greater than two, it is simply one plus one is greater than a hundred.

At the heart of this terrifying energy storm, Akmund trembled, even he was powerless in the face of such a terrifying energy storm.

The force of the explosion penetrated his body pervasively, and his body began to collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, he suddenly found a black spot from the almost pure white world. When I looked closely, it was actually the mortal who seriously injured him.

He actually entered the core of the explosion, and not only was he not killed by the terrifying energy storm, but he had an intoxicated expression on his face.

Akmund could clearly feel that the energy around this mortal's body was actually being quickly absorbed by it!

The power of the explosion can be absorbed!

Akmund's pupils suddenly constricted, and he was about to say something when black dots suddenly flashed, and then, Akmund's neck itched slightly. Yes, a slight itch, compared with the sharp pain all over the body now, such a faint pain is really similar to tickling.

However, it was the wound that made him feel slightly itchy that prevented him from saying more.

His throat had been torn apart by a flash of sword.

Glaring at the smug mortal in front of him, Akmund reached out his hand, trying to pinch the other party to death with the last of his strength.

"It's useless."

Duten floated in front of Akmund.

"You can't resist now, you're going to die anyway, so you might as well give me your power. Didn't you just say that the next time you come, you will destroy this world with your own hands? It just so happens that I want to protect the world, and if I can defeat you with your powers, it will be so much fun for me. ”

Du Ten smiled, and suddenly stepped forward, and the long sword stabbed into Akmund's throat, and then, streams of red energy followed the long sword into his body. His body suddenly began to swell and rise continuously, and his body was like a lump of mud, which was being kneaded at will. Bulging up here, collapsing there, and calling him a slime monster for safety is justified...... No, I should call him Changeling, now he is as funny as the Changeling in Pokemon.

Feeling the passage of his own strength, Akmund's face changed drastically, his eyes widened, but his pupils shrank to the size of a pintip, and his eyes stared at Du Teng.

"...... the hell you have"

What a person!

He wanted to say this, but alas, he didn't have a chance anymore.

The power of the explosion and Du Teng's devouring power made his body dissipate at lightning speed, and with the wound in his throat, he said three words with difficulty, and there was no more chance to do it.

His massive body had dissipated to only half of it. Except for the relatively intact head, the right half of the entire body has disappeared, and the left half of the body is less than three-quarters of the body left, and even the remaining part quickly dissipates in the next five seconds.

In the end, only a huge head remained, still staring at Du Teng.

Although he couldn't speak, he could still express himself with his eyes.

"Whatever you are, human, if you're not mortal, but you anger me, you'll pay for everything you've done, and when I come to this world again, it's when you're completely destroyed!"

That's how Duten understands it, anyway.

He didn't take this defeated threat to heart, not to mention that Akmund couldn't show his full strength in this world, and even if he could, what if he could? Seriously, no matter who you are, don't push him up, if you really push him up, he can forcibly break through the space at any time and summon other distractions.

Now as a martial arts soul divider, he really doesn't have too much powerful power, and even the power of the divine tree has been divided, but once he is reintegrated, no matter who it is, one counts as one, Du Teng wants him to die, and he can't live.

An Akmund, he didn't take it personally.

And seriously, does the future of Akmund look good?

The Burning Legion will inevitably lose in the end, and if they can win, the designers of the glass slag will really have their brains in water. No matter how many unspeakable secrets the designers have arranged in Azeroth, they will eventually be uncovered and used as weapons against anyone who wants Azeroth.

And then again, when it really came time for him to re-reward, the strength of Du Teng's body, even if it was a head-on conflict, would not necessarily be worse than Akmund, who had activated all his strength. In that case, what is there to worry about an Akmund who can't exert all his strength?

He slowly withdrew his sword and watched as Akmund finally perished.

And yet at this moment......

"Who the hell are you?!"

A screaming voice caught Du Teng's eye.

He stared intently, and it was a small elf in the vortex of explosions.

Hundreds of thousands of pokemon exploded, almost all of them were destroyed, and only a few of them may have been too far away, and they have not exploded yet, and they are still in the process of preparing to detonate themselves. But when they saw that there was actually a human standing in the center of the whirlpool, and he actually absorbed a large amount of demonic power, they subconsciously shouted out.

It also attracted Du Teng's attention.

Du Teng didn't want his situation to be known to others, so the moment he saw the elf, his body moved.

Almost instantly, it appeared on top of the elf's head, and his palm gently held the originally disembodied elf.

"You're not human, what the hell are you! You ......"

The elf was still screaming, and Du Teng suddenly exerted his strength, which was a ball of pure energy, and it must not be too simple to absorb.

More than a dozen other elves also concocted the same method, just at this time, the storm of the explosion was slowly subsiding, and more and more elves who had not been killed appeared in front of Du Teng, and simply counted, a total of more than a hundred.

Counting it, this is more than a hundred living energy balls, how could Du Teng let it go?

Even if he is willing to let go, the sword in his hand is probably not willing.

While the explosion had not completely subsided, the surrounding energy was in an extreme riot, and it was impossible for the outside world to detect the situation here. 、

Du Teng directly opened the killing ring, his body flashed continuously, and he would rather spend more power to count each of these elves into one and devour them all.

Although this kind of rapid flashing also consumed a lot of his strength, but after all, there were elves to make up for him, and the most important thing was that he didn't want his situation to be discovered by the outside world, so he had to destroy all these little things, not to mention that he could also give back some energy, even if he couldn't give feedback, he had to do it.

The storm caused by the explosion finally dissipated little by little.

The frenzied riot generated by the elements between heaven and earth has not yet been completely quelled, and the demons below have basically been strangled.

In the face of a two-sided attack, it is not easy for them to hold on until now. However, as soon as Akmund died, these demons basically lost the will to resist, except for a few strong people who forcibly broke through the encirclement and ran away, all the other demons were buried here.

The war has finally stopped.

But no one is happy, and no one is a winner.

While most of the demons have been destroyed, Azeroth has retained.

But the casualties of the coalition army are also very heavy, especially the Night Elves, the war broke out on their land, and the Night Elves also took out the most strength, and the result was this battle, which caused the Night Elves to lose more than seventy percent of their combat troops.

Not only that, but the blessing of the guardian dragon that kept them immortal has completely disappeared.

The World Tree Nodashir was badly damaged and had almost lost all of its power as the World Tree, and the same was true of the Well of Eternity, although the Well of Eternity did not collapse, but this explosion changed some parts of the Well of Eternity II, and as a result, the magical energy emitted by the Well was also greatly reduced. If the power exuded before was 10,000, now there is not even one.

It can be said that the loss of the Night Elves has completely damaged their foundations, including the hundreds of thousands of ancestral spirits of the Night Elves who have survived since ancient times, and they have been destroyed along with them.

All the Night Elves who lived after the war didn't have time to be happy, so they hugged their heads and cried one by one.

It's too serious, it's too tragic, the Night Elves, who were originally giants, were beaten into high paraplegics in this battle alone, and they didn't recover at all until many years to come.

With the exception of the Night Elves, the other races also suffered heavy damage.

Orcs, humans, dwarves, dwarves, as long as it is a race that participates in the war, there is no one who is not injured.

Even the mountain giants have fallen a dozen, and the demon's near-death counterattack is very terrifying, and the mountain giants are already very rare, and there are more than a dozen fewer at once...... It's no wonder that these big guys have hardly appeared in the future, if they don't live in seclusion, what awaits them may be the end of the extermination of the race, and they have to do it as a last resort.

The same is true for the ancient tree family, fortunately, the vitality of the ancient tree is strong, and many ancient trees that were seriously injured and dying finally survived.

But the Guardian of the Jungle and the Dryad and the Elven Dragon did not have such a strong vitality, and either the people, or the Elven Dragon, wept in front of the corpses of their companions.

Azeroth won, the coalition did win, but there was never a real winner in the war.

The casualties of the coalition army are nearly twice that of the demons, and if they can, who wants to win such a victory?

When Malfurion, Tyrande, and a group of barely awake heroes stood on a high place overlooking the battlefield, everyone's hearts were full of mixed feelings, and several female heroes couldn't help but shed tears of sadness. (To be continued.) )