Chapter 1995: Unclosed Timeline (Push My New Book "The God of American Manga")
This is the era when artifacts are everywhere!
To exaggerate the word, in any game that is a giant enemy nest at the team dungeon level, maybe you can drop an artifact by killing a pig.
Of course, that's nothing to seem. In order to truly play the role of an artifact, a series of charging tasks must also be carried out.
An artifact that has not been charged and points out the power of the glyph is just a pile of scrap metal, and the most diverse seeds look a little better.
Well...... However, for salted fish, even if it is a useless artifact, it is still an artifact.
Take it back and blow it for a lifetime, and pass it on to your children and grandchildren as an heirloom!
"Your grandfather and me! There were a bunch of artifacts back then, you see, the door panel of our door is made of artifact tower shield......
The artifact, that is the ultimate glory of an era, and the greatest symbol of an era.
Some people may say, is the artifact still an artifact if the street is rotten?
Duke was going to say, "Yes, even if it's rotten, the artifact is still an artifact." ”
Without these artifacts, the mortals of Azeroth would not have the strength to compete with hundreds of millions of demons, especially the elite demons among them.
An ordinary demon, Duke relied on climbing the technology tree in the alliance and using various mass-produced black technology creations to erase this disadvantage.
But in the world of Azeroth, the high-level mysteries will always crush the low-level mysteries.
Without enough energy intensity, ordinary attacks against high-level demons are useless.
This is a real sense of no injury, and even the mandatory blood deduction of 1 point in the game is wooden.
Perhaps after this ultimate battle, the vast majority of improvised artifacts will lose their power and become mortal iron.
It was with these timely rain-like artifacts that mortals had the possibility of defeating the terrifying Burning Legion.
Algalon is out, the war involving the entire world of Azeroth is just beginning to begin.
Seeing with one's own eyes and hearing with one's own ears the news of the Legion's return made the leaders of various countries nervous to the extreme.
After returning, without any surprises, the Council of the Throne passed the bill for war mobilization.
Sally's voice rang out again through every communication channel in the entire Alliance: "Emergency! Emergency! Just fifteen minutes ago, the leaders of the Alliance received the exact news from the Pantheon. The Burning Legion will descend on Azeroth within 360 days. The Council of the Thrones passed an emergency motion, and the whole Union immediately entered the first level of combat readiness. ”
"From now on, all food trade, winemaking and alcoholic beverages are banned within the Alliance. ”
"The military factory immediately adjusted its production plan and started work in three shifts within three days. ”
“......”
The final battle has finally arrived.
Everyone has learned enough about the news of the Legion's return that the Alliance has waited too long for this day.
When the news was confirmed, many people were not panicked, but felt a sense of relief.
If you succeed, the race will continue to multiply, not to mention that it will not be a thousand years, at least a hundred years of worry-free.
Failure destroys the world and everyone is doomed.
There were no passionate slogans, only calm crowds began to rush in an orderly manner to the various barracks and factories. Even if it's not on duty, everyone wants to know what to do next.
In the last quiet days, the Alliance survived 35 years of stormy Dark Gates.
Dark Gate 4/1/36, a somewhat hilarious day for Duke.
Duke suddenly felt something.
Almost at the same time, Nozdorm's telepathy came: "Duke, do you sense it?"
"Hmm. ”
"My strength is still ......"
"No, it's better to be sparse than blocked, it's impossible to guard it for thousands of years, there will always be a time when you are weak or mortals show their flaws. Rather than knowing that it is scabies and not seeing it, it is better to endure the pain and dispose of it all at once. Whether the wound becomes fatal and dies, or the rotten flesh is completely healed, it all depends on our efforts and luck. ”
The intelligent race of the mortal world is not a titanic creation after all.
Strictly speaking, the Titans were perfect, and they were able to fulfill their duties for thousands of years. I won't feel tired or feel anything wrong.
Because in their mode of thinking, there is no option of 'freedom' at all, and even the way of thinking is condemned.
Not with mortals.
'Freedom' has endowed the mortal intelligent races with all sorts of whimsical ideas and magical creativity, while also stripping them of stability.
It's like the story of 'the wolf is coming', and half a stern warning will wake them up. But over time, they will unconsciously become slack.
To be able to make the entire alliance operate efficiently, and everyone is united and conscientious to persist in ten years of high-intensity work and preparation, which is already quite the limit.
Frankly, if the Burning Legion does not come again, the taut string in the hearts of the people will either be snapped or secretly loosened by themselves.
Now, it's just right.
Once Duke didn't know how the Burning Legion was going to get to Azeroth.
According to the original history, it should be that Gul'dan in the parallel world of [King of Draenor] is still alive, and then crossed time and space, rolled from the demonized Draenor to Azeroth, and opened the dusty ancient portal.
It was the portal that had been opened in the War of the Ancients.
Here's the problem. Gul'dan on the timeline of this world lord was already cold, his head was cut off and hollowed out, and he was first used as a magic weapon [Guldan's Skull] for Nao Zu. Soon after, Neozu kicked Duke and sent Neozu flying to Draenor, blowing Draenor up.
Miraculously, this thing blew up most of Draenor, and this magic weapon was protected by Kil'Gardan's power, and nothing happened.
Then it fell into Illidan's hands.
[Guldan's Skull] was captured with the defeat of Illidan and also fell into the hands of Du. Duke threw it directly at the Chapel of the Light's Wish, where Alonsos Fao and others sealed it for a long time.
After unifying the four elemental realms, Duke feared that this thing would become a scourge, and directly destroyed the skull with the ultimate flames of the Fire Lands.
Now, it's okay to break through the void and step out of the portal again, oh, Guldan!
Having just stepped out of the turbulence of time and space, Guldan's nerves were in a state of disorder, and he was not able to detect the prying eyes of Nozdorm and Duke in the first place.
Duke asked Nozdorm, "Where did this guy come from?"
Nozdorm's voice was close to muttering, "This Gul'dan comes from a world of a parallel timeline that I don't know about. Hell, I felt the power of that 'fallen me' in him. ”
When Duke heard this, he bit off his tongue.
That's right, Duke and Queen Xi planeswalked, unifying almost all of the timelines that Azeroth had spent. This almost, but not excludes, the timeline of Nozdorm's fall into the world-destroying Eternal Dragon King.
Clearly, the future depraved Nozdorm had pitted Azeroth.
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