Bolval's crusading team stumbled all the way down and encountered several major crises, but fortunately, Fenpida's perfect tactics were able to save the day. Now, Bervar and the others finally meet Nefarian in human form, Nefarios.

"Thank you to the Light for finally meeting Nefarian!"

Bolval's group of people looked at the Nefarian form sitting on the stone throne from a distance, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Wait a minute!"

Fenbida hurriedly shouted, "Wait a minute, mage, mage, help me open a portal to Stormwind, I'm in a hurry!"

Bolval is now facing Nefarian, this Fenpida is still thinking about messy things, is it not important to cut off Nefarian's head than the things in his hands?

This madman!

...

On this day, at the two sales points of 'Fenpida Entertainment & Culture Company', the latest issue of "Fenpida World War Report" made the alliance boil.

"The team of the Grand Duke of Boval has passed all the way and faced Nefarian today, can it be successfully killed, or will the whole army be wiped out?

Stormwind.

"Oh my God, our alliance is facing Nefarian directly, how powerful is that!"

"No, the human race has finally hardened once, let alone Nefarian, even if the undead natural disaster comes, our Grand Duke can still kill them all!"

"Do you know why the Lord of Sarufar of Orgrimmar can only be in Kalimdor, because our Grand Duke of Bervar is in the Eastern Kingdom!"

"Makes sense, and I've heard that Azeroth didn't have dragons a long, long time ago, until Grand Duke Berval fell in love with a lizard..."

"You... The truth is that Kalimdor and the Eastern Kingdom were connected until the Grand Duke went down with a sword..."

Many of the residents of Stormwind have touted the Grand Duke of Boval, who can blow as much as he wants, without any idea of feeling excessive, and in the eyes of this group of 'good and ignorant' residents, the Grand Duke of Boval is already invincible at this time, and one person can destroy the tribe.

"Master Fenpida is not bad, you think, he is a war correspondent, but he has been running back and forth on both sides... And a whole set of tactics was developed. ”

"Master Tactician Fenpida!"

"Otherwise, when the Grand Duke and the others return to Stormwind City, let's go to Master Tactician Fenpida and ask him to formulate a strategy for attacking Orgrimmar!"

"I think it's better to attack in the future... There was always a feeling that one day Orgrimmar would fall. ”

...

Orgrimmar.

Many greenskinned orcs and trolls took the "Fenpida World War Report" and were furious at the Alliance's Grand Duke of Stormwind facing Nefarian.

"What's the situation, why did the alliance fight to the last Nefarian, why does our tribe feel like it's going downhill since the Molten Heart!"

"Yes, the Horde has sunk... It's no longer the tribe it used to be!"

"It must be Fenpida, since the appearance of Master Fenpida, the strength of the alliance has increased all the way!

"Kill him!"

"yes, kill him!"

"Hey, you stupid people, don't forget that Fenpida has created a lot of bad atmosphere in the Alliance, and it has caused a lot of trouble in the Alliance!"

"That's right!"

"It's... It can only be said that Master Fenpida has been plagued on both sides!"

"And it's forced to come and go!"

...

"Coming back?" Bolvar said slowly, glancing at the panting Fenpida, "Is it time to start fighting?"

"Almost!"

"Do you have any tactics?" asked Bolval.

"Tactics, just do it without saying a word!" said Fenbida nonchalantly, "The wind and waves have already come, and you are afraid of these things?, but one thing to warn you of, Nefarian is a research maniac, and he likes to mess up some messy things, and something may get in during the battle..."

"Good!"

Bolval took a deep breath and glanced at the warriors of the alliance in front of him, "The big war is coming, maybe we will face death, but no matter what, we have created a history, although death is still glorious!"

"Who among you would fear such a death?"

The Grand Duke raised his sword, "For the Holy Light, for the Alliance!"

[Nefaryan: "Game on!"]

At this time, a large number of spear-wielding dragonmen emerged from the two passages, and the Grand Duke of Berval led his own crusade team in a fierce battle.

Although there are many of them, but with the courage of justice, this group of dragonmen poses little danger to the warriors of the Alliance.

[Nefarion: "Well done, my men, the courage of mortals has begun to fade, now, let's see how they deal with the power of the true master of the Blackstone Tower." ”】

"Kill it!" Bolval was the first to raise his sword and rushed down towards Nefarian in the form of a black dragon, followed by the Alliance warriors behind him.

Fenpida stood in a relatively safe position, witnessing the process, and of course, the 'unicorn arm' did not let go of this scene, and was recording it quickly.

[Nefarian: "Burn, you wretched creatures, burn!"]

"Be careful, don't stand behind Nefarian, its tail will sweep yours!" Bervar saw several people swept away by Nefarian's tail, "Heal! Heal, watch out for the wounded!"

"Oh my God, I'm dying!"

"I'm badly wounded! Holy Light! I need Holy Light!"

"Ahh

[Nefarian: "Useless waste, your friend will come looking for you soon.] ”】

Nefarian is worthy of being the king of the black stone, just within a few minutes of the start of the war, there have already been dead people, you must know that the death here is real death, and it is impossible for the angel sister to exist.

"Hold on, Warriors of the Alliance!"

Berval slashed Nefarian with a sword, but the heavy dragon scales protected it tightly and did not do much damage to it.

[Nefarian: "Enough, now you will feel my innate strength...... The wrath of the earth!"]

"Tian'an, Grand Duke, those dead dragonmen are all resurrected again!"

"That's too much!!"

"I can't resist it!"

Boval glanced at the group of dragonman skulls, and then shouted, "I'll resist these dragon skulls, and you all attack Nefarian with all your might!"

With that, Bolval held his sword and fought the dragonman skull. When Fenbida saw the scene, he couldn't help but admire Bolval, who should be a man who wants to reach the top of Northrend in the future, this courage... Unbeatable!

[Nefarian: "This is impossible, I am the master here, you mortals are of no use to me...... Did you hear it? Nothing!"]

Bang!

A big black dragon fell to the ground.

"Victory!"

"We have defeated the King of Blackstone!"

"Oh my God, it's done!"

The remaining dozen or so people looked at Nefarian who fell to the ground, and couldn't help but start to cheer, after experiencing the humiliation of Molten Heart, the alliance finally ushered in a rare victory.

Successfully kill Nefarian, it's too important for the Alliance!

Bolvar also smiled, for this victory, thanks to Fenpida, all his tactics along the way, allowed the crusading team to finally kill Nefarian.

"Hey, there's a big sword here!"

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