"The Great Lich King is the heaven of this world! Everything in the world will eventually return to the embrace of death - death is your only destination!" During the time when Naxxramas was wreaking havoc on the earth, the power of the Cult of the Cursed God once again reared its head, seducing many people who were not strong-willed to join the Cult. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Desperate at the sight of the terrifying fortress in the sky, many people joined the Cult of the Damned with humility and became slaves of the Lich King as living people.

It's just that today's scene, I wonder if they will regret it?

At this moment, Dalaran City had already turned clockwise for almost half a circle. When the illusion ahead was removed, Kel'thugad went insane.

Because, to the north of the city of Dalaran in the sky, it is a completely different thing.

More than 3,000 large artillery pieces are arranged along the slope of the castle in the sky, like a primeval forest. These monstrous steel creations, which have nothing to do with the magical capital of Dalaran, are the most surprising of all.

It was only at this moment that Kel'thugad understood that everything was a routine.

First, he used Dalaran's magic bombardment to trick the Scourge Legion into transferring all the protection to the magic side, and then forcibly broke the shield, and then replaced it with an outright physical attack, which was a series of tricks that completely pitted the Scourge Legion into a ditch.

Of course, it is impossible to install only such a soft thing as a 460-mm naval gun.

Now that Duke, the commander of the alliance and the temporary speaker of Kenrito, is here, it is natural that no one will have the ability to oppose the dwarven artillery regiment.

3600 mm cannon, this is the ultimate answer handed over by the dwarves.

This 7.0 upgraded version of the [Little Steel Cannon] in the final battle of the Second Dark Gate that year, which can be called a huge mortar with no limits to mourning, has a barrel thickness of more than one meter alone.

The full barrel is 25 meters long, and the combat weight of the whole gun is more than 100 tons.

Because the barrel was too simple and violent, and the size and weight of the shells were too terrible, it was impossible to install a brake. As a result, in order to avoid collapsing the ground, a constant levitation circle and hydraulic-like water elemental mount cushions had to be placed under the gun mount.

The cannon is fired, boom!

For a moment, Kel'thugad felt that something was wrong, and directly teleported out of the fortress, activated [Cannonball Protection], and flew most of the largest cannonballs with the magic power of the Dawn level.

The hateful thing is that there are too many shells like this.

The trajectory is weird and weird, and all kinds of random flights.

Some of them fell into the sea by themselves, blasting out a terrifying column of water more than ten meters high.

Some of you blocked him, but it would be extremely metaphysical and blow up on Naxxramas.

When a single mortar shell weighing more than 4 tons was fired at Naxxramas, there was only one feeling for the undead - the sky was falling apart.

In the horrified gaze of all the undead, the black dots flying out of Dalaran were rapidly growing, easily blasting through the thick outer walls of the fortress, smashing through the layers made of solid stone, and after piercing through more than a dozen layers, it then sent out an invincible explosion.

In every room, in every hall, the undead on the floor slid down to the lower floors as the floor collapsed. The unlucky guy at the bottom falls directly into the sea.

The entire fortress shook violently, and the black witch Farina, who had been trying to preserve her noble and elegant temperament, screamed and was thrown away by the violent impact.

Even though her magical shield protected her well, the powerful impact still made her dizzy. As soon as she tried to stand up, she was hit by a new round of shock, and she was just an inch short of hitting her forehead against the wall.

"Ouch!" she scrambled to grab something, only to grab a skeletal arm that had been severed by an unknown low-level lich, screaming and throwing it out in disgust.

In the Fortress, almost every being struggles to hold on to the nearest fixation, but this does not help the situation of the Fortress.

Buildings and rooms shattered with the sound of explosions, and the masonry and decaying planks covered with magical marks, the beams and pillars engraved with evil runes, and the senseless ash collapsed in unison, turning into pieces of mud and falling into the sea.

Anyone can see that if this continues, it won't be long before the Scourge Legion's greatest floating fortress will be reduced to ruins and fall on the shores of the Endless Sea.

"Saffron!" Kelselgad couldn't hold back any longer, and called out his strongest thug, the frost dragon Saffron, who was a powerful blue dragon when he was alive.

He needs a striker to clear the way for Naxxramas to bump into Dalaran.

The giant frost dragon flew out with dozens of younger brothers, plus hundreds of gargoyles. However, he didn't fly far before he ran into his opponent.

"Hey, mount, it's time to get to work!" Duke magically messaged.

"Hmph! When I'm happy, I still call someone Oni!" "The Black Dragon Princess complained arrogantly in the secret channel.

Duke was a little dark-faced: "Less nonsense, go to work!"

"Got it! got it—"

Led by Onexia, more than a dozen alliance powerhouses rode pure-blooded fire eagles, along with more than 3,000 griffin knights and dragon eagle knights, swooping down from the clouds and fighting with Safilon and other natural disaster air forces.

The Scourge was defeated.

Kel'thugad can be seen clearly, and the Alliance's side has counted almost all of the Scourge Legion's responses. If this continues, Naxxramas can only go down the dead end of destruction.

"No! it shouldn't be like this!" the Great Lich finally panicked.

As Naxxramas approached Dalaran, the terrifying giant mortar became more and more accurate. The hit rate of the thing from three kilometers away was simply miserable, but the closer it got, the more terrifying it became.

"My lord! The military zone was badly damaged, and Instructor Rasouvios and his Death Knight apprentice fell into the sea. ”

"The tectonic zone is destroyed, and Grobrus is shattered!"

"Your Excellency, please instruct—"

In the psychic circuits of the deceased, cries of despair are everywhere.

The sky reverberated with the roars of the dwarves and the war songs of the blood elves. These former High Elves have not forgotten what the Undead Scourges had done in the Eternal Song Forest and Silvermoon City. Led by Ranger General Wen Lesa, they sang in unison the war songs that had been widely spread since the Troll Empire was still raging on the continent of Lordaeron.

"The dragon eagle flutters its wings, the bow and arrow are high, destroying the evil and protecting our forest—"

They or their predecessors sang the same war song when they fought alongside humanity 2,800 years ago. 2,800 years later, when this sacred and ancient song is sung, it reminds people of that sacred and solemn vow.

In the blink of an eye, three thousand years later, more races have joined this war against evil!