"The Elder Gods are really out of trouble...... My flesh transformation really succeeded! ”

Just when the beastmaster was muttering to himself stupidly, not knowing whether to be happy or worried, in front of the eyes of the coalition army, the world changed.

In addition to himself, even the comrades-in-arms who entrusted their backs have become shadows that can't be seen clearly.

No matter what race they are, like the works of Impressionist painters, they are abnormally elongated and distorted, all kinds of weirdness and incongruity, giving people indescribable grotesqueness and horror.

Even the green dragon, who is born with the ability to crack illusions, cannot see the specific situation clearly, and can only vaguely feel that reality has been captured by the power of some kind of rule, and is suffering from some unspeakable "torture".

But this torture is entirely relative.

In the horizon of the Angela Legion, the realm of Cthun is simply the Garden of Eden of the true God, a beauty that is difficult to describe even in all words.

From this, it is completely conceivable that the direct intervention of the ancient gods will have a final impact on the battle situation.

It's not just Kalimdor's battlefield, but Arthas in Northrend is also confused.

Just the last moment, he was secretly happy.

arranged the piece of the vermilion blood red dragon chapter, and threw a big black cauldron to Kel'thugad's head, and sure enough, there was a large wave of dragons that intercepted him, although it was difficult all the way, but it was also thrilling, and it was getting closer and closer to the frozen throne.

Now, under the throne.

Unlike the original plot, there is no Illidan as an obstacle, and along the way, he subdues the Crypt Lord Anubrak, and it can be said that no one will stop him from becoming the Lich King.

As long as Nao Zu's will is crushed and absorbed, everything will be done.

This is not difficult for Wu Ying from Upper Kyushu, because he has already prepared relevant props, and at the critical moment, he will deal a fatal blow to the old turtle that is still breathing, and he is afraid that he will not be able to take the other party?

"Hey. You fight, fight to the death, the sky is falling apart, what is the ****? I, who endure humiliation and burden, is the real winner! ”

Feeling the oncoming wind and snow that could freeze his soul, a hint of madness appeared on Arthas's pale face.

He took a sharp step.

The first step to becoming the Lich King officially!

And yet at this very moment. Heaven and earth have changed.

Instead of endless snowstorms and steep mountain peaks, it has become a distorted space.

On the left and right walls are all sorts of disgusting faces, non-human, Titans, Dragons, Elves, Trolls, and some race that has died out in the long river of history, opening their ugly mouths and screaming silently, trying to devour all life.

The top and bottom are changing at any time, the last second it is still flat, and the next second it collapses inexplicably. It became a bottomless abyss, and when it fell in horror, it was lifted up by a sudden mountain peak.

Arthas was almost crazy before he even took ten steps, tired, weak, confused, entangled, restrained, depressed, mournful, numb, and the endless negative consciousness was concretized into the most direct source of mental fluctuations, which drilled straight into his mind.

"Ahh

Faintly, the Crypt Lord's terrified cries and the sound of the Frost Dragon's soul fire extinguishing and slamming down to the ground sounded from behind, but he couldn't care about anything anymore:

"This is not Naozu!"

"Absolutely not!"

"Damn it. It's Yogsaron, the god of the ancients, how is that possible! ”

There is nothing cruel in the world than falling into the bottomless abyss at the moment when you are closest to success. When Arthas was one step away from the end of the Lich King's legacy, he couldn't cross it anymore.

Not only could he not cross over, but the void above was torn, and a large five-colored hand quietly poked out, taking advantage of the fact that he was being controlled by Yugsaron's mind, and grabbed Frost Sorrow into his hand.

Taken together. And the Crown of Domination on the Lich King's head that controls the Scourge Legion!

Two Mandate of Heaven Artifacts, Frost Sorrow and Domination Crown - let's go!

On the other side, Tanaris

Sal Qiang held back his limp legs, resisting the urge to flee desperately, his mind still cluttered. I can't think of a means of restraint at all.

The gap is so big that it's not on the same level at all!

A single tentacle can sweep through the entire Alliance army......

Why did this heroic legacy become like this?

Also, what about the Titans who sealed the Ancients in the first place, so they didn't care?

Of course not, just as the magic power of Cthun Yogsaron was raging, first of all, a laser-like ray was shot from Ulduar's side, and if a meteor flashed in the sky, then Uldem rose up a pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth, echoing each other.

This pillar of light was not thick or dazzling, but as soon as it was born, not to mention the ordinary soldiers of the coalition forces with low strength, even the most powerful heroes felt an unprecedented sense of trembling.

It's like the nemesis of life, the limit of everything!

This doesn't feel wrong, because these two relics were left behind by the Titans to deal with special circumstances, and Algalon, the observer of Ulduar, had calculated that the Titans' defenses left behind in Azeroth had collapsed, and issued an order, so the life reset system in the Hall of Origin of Uldem began to operate.

Reset all life on this planet!

Sal, who knows this, is almost on his knees, and if you don't help, forget it, and come to destroy us? What a super pig teammate!

Actually, no, just as the heavens and the earth in the East are unkind and regard all things as dogs, the Titans of the Pantheon are not the creator gods that everyone has always respected, but ruthless executors.

In their eyes, there is only order.

When the order of a planet begins to collapse, the best way is to tear it down and start over, which is equivalent to formatting the hard drive to kill all the viruses, as for the other creatures on the planet, sorry, please calmly accept the arrangement given by the Creator.

“Revosillokmordanasarchimmaznaztheros！！！”

Not to mention them, even the commander of the Burning Legion, Akmund, scolded in demonic language, this titan destroys all creatures on the planet at every turn, and is more ferocious than our demons, the key is that we are still there!

Do you want to sneak back into the Twisted Void?

Akmund glanced at his men and felt that he could not afford to lose the demon. With a wave of his hand, he said reluctantly: "We can't watch anymore, let's kill Uldem and destroy the destruction device left by the Titans!" ”

If an experienced person who understands the plot hears this, he is guaranteed to shout:

Dead life, the Burning Legion is saved!

This is also a last resort. If these Burning Legions, who have already invaded the world of Azeroth, don't want to be refreshed together, there is only one way, to enter Uldem and destroy the health reset system!

Burning Legion, go to war!

However, if you go to war, you can't give up the good foundation laid here, so before leaving, Akmund ordered: "Manolos, you stay." Always ready to attack Mount Hyjal! ”

"Yes!"

So, as soon as Akmund and his demons entered the Legion Teleporter, Manolos stretched out his palm and made a move, and a handsome man's head flew over, and then handed it to Illidan who was following him.

Illidan took it and refined it, and the demonic power was surging, and the wings were fluttering and spreading, and it was so domineering that it could not be beaten.

Manifest Destiny Artifact. Skull of Gul'dan - Get started!

It was the Burning Legion that saved the world and successfully stopped the Angela Empire. To the irony of everyone at the same time, the Eastern Kingdom.

Kel'thugad in Naxxramas raised his head, took a crown that had inexplicably appeared on his head, stretched out his skeletal right hand, and leaned forward, holding the infamous Frost Sorrow. The Cursed Tome opened in his left hand, and there was no wind to automatic.

Natural disasters are heading south.

Once upon a time, the Scourge Legion, considered the least threatening of the major evil enemies, showed its most hideous minions.

The lowest and most vicious curses echoed in the air, like sharp needles piercing ear drums, causing even the disembodied undead to feel unbearable pain. Not to mention those ordinary humans.

A dark green mist emerged from the surrounding nothingness, corroding everything it could touch like sulfuric acid, and the flesh of those haters began to peel off, and the muscles were atrophying, turning into zombies that had been drained of water, and who could survive this power.

The most shocking thing is the plague that has caused the living realm to die in the first place, the plague used to be black, but now it has turned into a bright red blood mist, and the most tenacious paladins will immediately fall to the ground when they smell the smell of this mist, and it only takes one ghoul to send them to the Holy Light.

After death, their divine power was distorted and transformed, filling the air, not only draining oxygen, but also magnifying the toxicity a thousand times over......

An army of natural disasters has turned into a frenzy of pain, curse, and death, engulfing all enemies who resist!

But at the most desperate moment, the brightest hope awaits them:

In the ruins of Lordaeron, in the ruined city of Stormwind, the Xuanyuan Sect was born.

Led by the famous Saintess, the plague retreated, the curse was dispelled, the pain was gone, and several attacks of the natural disaster were dissolved.

More and more people survived, and they stood at the head of Stormwind, walking towards all the people:

"The most devout faith can be exchanged for the strongest peace, and the light will never be taken away, but will be protected by faith from beginning to end!"

The people were thunderous, and in the midst of countless days and moons, this hope was too hard-won.

However, what they never expected was that the gap experienced by the former prince Arthas soon exploded on them, the Scourge had just retreated, and the Troll Empire had come from the south again.

The war originated from the massacre of Zulfarak.

In order to resist the Angela Empire, the coalition forces entered this ancient and evil empire, killed all the trolls inside, and transformed the dove into a new fortress.

In fact, the Troll Empire and the Angela Empire are feuding, and the enemies of the enemy do have a chance to fight for allies, but under the impulsive slaughter of hell's roar, how can the two sides have a chance to form an alliance?

The news of Zulfarak's demise reached Zandalar at an incredible speed, and the belief in the revival of the old gods' mind turned into the strongest hatred, and the trolls immediately gave the order - revenge!

So how to get revenge?

It is obviously unrealistic to cross the ocean and go to the continent of Kalimdor on the other side of the world, so the only way to attack north is to do the human race.

As a result, Stormwind City was tragic, and they could only ask the Xuanyuan Sect for help after falling into the abyss of despair again.

So, the holy and incomprehensible Feng Qingxue raised her scepter and spread a new doctrine to her followers: "This land has been cursed, it has many calamities, it has repelled natural disasters, trolls have appeared, trolls have retreated, and there are more terrible enemies waiting for us, and there will never be peace!" ”

"What then? God, please save me! ”

Feng Qingxue began to pray, and the fire of life burned brightly, enveloping her whole body, reciting the ancient incantation: "May the flame of my life's strength bring back some light to this world and save these innocent people!" ”

At this moment, a miracle happened, and the gods of the sect really responded to him.

A Gate of Light slowly descended, erecting a golden bridge in mid-air to connect Stormwind.

At the other end of the door, there is a paradise with beautiful mountains and rivers.

Everyone looked obsessed.

It's been a long time, it's been a long time since I've seen such bright sunshine.

There are no wars, no natural disasters, no natural disasters, it is an ideal township.

Devotion to faith, the ultimate piety!

In this case, who else would refuse to enter the Xuantian Nine Realms of Xuanyuan Sealing Divine Technique?

When the Human Empire entered the Gate of Light one by one, the troll tribes immediately invaded the cities, but they did not have the slightest sense of accomplishment.

Because countless mirror images appeared in the sky, and the scenes of the raging Angela Empire were played inside.

Led by the Burning Legion of Justice, Uldem's life reset system was first shattered, and then the entire Silysus was caught in a tug-of-war.

Today, the Qila Bug people have won a complete victory, occupying all the territory except the Cave of Time, and tomorrow the coalition forces will rise up and drive the Worms back to the crater......

It's a pity that the trolls can only stare dryly, do nothing, and even feel sincere fear and despair at the crazy growth of the Angela Empire.

Fortunately, the Xuanyuan Sect is back.

See you tomorrow in brainwashing, no, see you every day in brainwashing!

Even the most complex human races were involved, not to mention the trolls who had long been fond of god worship, and under the pressure of several pressures and the erosion of the minds of the ancient gods, in the end, the leaders of Zandalar were eager to kneel down and kiss the toes of the Holy Maiden, thanking for the new opportunity to enter the Nine Realms of Xuantian......

However, the truth is not as expected, the big boss behind the scenes took advantage of the chaos that swept the whole world to loot the population, and a naval fleet belonging to the kingdom of Kurtilas suddenly appeared, gathering the remnants of Lordaeron to the port to rescue.

The name of this kingdom may sound unfamiliar at first, but the mention of Gianna must be familiar, and Gianna is the princess of the kingdom of Kurtilas.

With blonde hair scattered over his shoulders and a dangerous glint in his eyes, the blonde magician whispered in the direction of the maelstrom from the bow of the ship:

"Coming to my territory, you dare to be so rampant? It's a self-defeating one! (To be continued.) )