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The other two looked at each other and nodded, and the Horde's High Overseer, Warok Sarufar, stepped forward and stood in front of all the Azeroth allied warriors.

"I'm Warok Sarufar, the brother of Blox. ”

"At the same time, I am also the Supreme Commander of the Azeroth coalition this time, I think, as you all know. ”

Sarufar's voice was loud and penetrating, and even though the phalanx of countless coalition soldiers stretched for kilometers, his voice was still clear to the ears.

He paused, twisted his head, and looked around, sweeping past countless warriors with a little excitement and mostly nervousness, regardless of Alliance or Horde.

"An orc, a true orc warrior, has only one thing in his life: to die honorably on the battlefield in a decisive battle with the enemy, which is also my pursuit. ”

"Many of you have not fought in real battles, because peace has been with us for many years. ”

Sarufar's voice suddenly became inflamed.

"However, this is not a reason for us not to fight!"

"As we enjoy the peace, these bugs lurk in the desert, lurking at our feet, waiting all the time, waiting for the moment when the plane twists and the spatial rift reopens, waiting to kill us all. ”

"It's what their gods think, and it's what these bugs think. ”

"We will resist to the death and never give up. We are one, a united whole. For the sake of Azeroth, we will win, and they will lose!"

"They will fail!"

The languages of different races rang out at the same moment, whether they were tribes or alliances, whether orcs, humans, dwarves, gnomes or minotaurs, night elves, and even trolls, all of them were passionate at this moment.

Even Scott, who was wrapped in flames, was shaken by such an impassioned speech, and he remembered his hometown, the plane called Ferron, the continent called Roland, not long ago he was still fighting for the survival of the creatures on that continent, and today it seems that he was similar to the warriors of the Azeroth coalition now.

But Sarufar's speech did not end there, his voice changed from high to low, and finally back to high.

"Today, if we die in battle, Azeroth will not forget us, nations, tribes, clans, city-states will raise our children, our parents, and ours... Wife. ”

"Today, if we die in battle, on this battlefield, we will die with honor. Today, if we die in battle, it is to defend our children, our parents, our ... Wife. ”

"Who among you would be afraid, afraid of such death?"

"Who among you would refuse today, refuse to receive such great glory?"

The battle axes of the High Overseers in Sarufar's hands were raised high, with untold power and a shocking momentum.

"Lok-tar!"

"For Kazmodan!"

"May Elune have mercy!"

The first to correspond was the main body of the tribe, the most bloodthirsty and warlike orc warriors, who responded to their commander, the strongest of the Thunder King clan, raising the battle axe in their hands and bursting out with an earth-shattering war cry.

Then came the dwarven warriors from Ironforge, small but strong, wielding hammers heavier than orc axes in their hands, and unleashing war cries.

Behind them was the Battle Prayer of the Night Elves, who bowed their heads and prayed silently to their gods.

And in the end, the human warriors formed the most neat phalanx, they pulled down the visors from their helmets, and raised their weapons and shields in their hands, it was a silent declaration of war, and in front of their array, the supreme commander of the human forces in the alliance, Duke Leorrick von Zeldiger, had sworn an oath long before the human warriors set out.

"I will fight side by side with you until the last moment of my life!"

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Looking at the coalition fighters who had been stirred up by his speech, Sarufar turned his head to look at Shiloma, and with just a glance, the latter understood what Sarufar meant. Glancing at Antonidas, who was standing on the other side of the beetle gong, Shiloma solemnly took out the Scepter of Quicksand from her bosom.

Then three forces that were enough to cause half of Silishus's climate change overlapped on this small staff like a mallet, with fine but clear dragon scales.

In the flames, Scott had already absorbed nearly eighty percent of the power in the Osrian Essence, and it only took a short time to break free from the immobile confinement state.

And Scott, who extracted the elemental mystery from the essence of Osirian, only then did he understand how powerful Shiloma and the other three Extreme Strongmen were.

In his thoughts, Shiloma was a pure white pillar of light that enveloped the heavens and the earth, Antonidas was a huge and cold iceberg, and Sarufar was like a huge battle axe that could cut through the heavens and the earth, revealing an infinite murderous aura.

The four elements make up the main body of the crystal wall system, but there are many elements that wander the world and build the world for a better place.

Obviously, in terms of their own elemental mysteries, the three powerhouses have already gone far, far away, and Scott can't estimate how far they have come, but they are definitely many, many times stronger than Scotter, who has only now comprehended the mysteries of the earth element and the fire element!

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As a scepter made by the gods themselves, Quicksand naturally has its own pride, although it was once broken into three pieces by Vandal Deer Helmet, but at this moment, it still requires the joint efforts of three strong men to drive it.

Three powers that were enough to attract the celestial phenomena converged on the quicksand scepter, and under the grasp of Shiloma, they struck down violently towards the beetle gong that had already been suspended, and immediately a loud gong sound vibrated between heaven and earth.

"Wow ——!"

With the sound of the gong, the desert of Silisus shook violently like never before, and all the coalition soldiers witnessed a spectacular sight they had never seen before.

Billions of tons of gravel flowed like a waterfall in the desert behind the ruins of Angela, stirring up sandbursts that obscured the sun's rays, but under Antonidas's staff, all the dust was immediately covered in frost and fell to the ground.

Behind the gravel falls, a tall wall that stretches endlessly, with the solidity of rocks and the smooth touch of a xenomorph insect carapace, glows in the light of the scorching desert sun!