The greatsword that shone with holy brilliance pressed against Talon's armor and went upward, slicing through the weakly protected armpits with almost no hindrance under the force. With Tulayan's low roar, the withered right arm that clutched the Dark Blade flew high.

Although he had long since lost his sense of pain, Talon's facial features were still pressed together. Not only because of the burning of divine energy, but also because of Tulayan's aggressive and sharp gaze.

Ink-like viscous black blood splattered into the air, and was about to fall, but was suddenly stopped by an unknown force.

Boom!

Like the sound of a heartbeat about to explode, the scattered black blood was evaporated along with the fresh blood belonging to the orcs under his feet. A scarlet mist intertwined with a disgusting aura erupted in all directions centered on Talon. The first to bear the brunt is, naturally, Tulayan in front of him.

I only felt a suffocation in my chest, and the blood in my body surged like crazy under the push of the heart that suddenly paced hard. Almost at the same time, Tulayan spat out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably.

Blood boiled, as if to detonate the blood flow inside a living object, as if it were about to detonate it.

Taking this opportunity, Talon, who had lost his right arm, hurriedly retreated, seeing that the golden wings behind the opponent had begun to dissipate, and he was about to join the following orc troops, he couldn't help but let out a sarcastic smile at Tulayan, who was covering his chest.

"Haha, human, your light can't save you from your stupidity, pay the price for your pride and complacency!"

Seeing that he was about to be surrounded by tribes, Tulayan slowly raised his head, his loose blonde hair drooping in front of him, and he looked a little embarrassed inexplicably. However, what made Talon's heart tighten was that the slightly curvature of the corners of the paladin's mouth still did not fade.

With a flip of the wrist, the wide golden greatsword slammed into the ground amid the hoarse roar of the paladin.

The rift on the ground, which was about to lose its light completely, was suddenly lit up in a small piece, and the next moment, as if something was moving underground, the bright light followed the rift and came to Talon's feet at a very fast speed.

Scold!

As the latter's face suddenly turned terrified, an incomparably shining golden greatsword burst out from under his feet.

His left foot was almost broken, and the sword of justice pierced through Talon's body from his crotch to his shoulder.

The black blood mixed with the smelly corpse water splattered everywhere, and the corpse that was cut flat fell weakly, and the invincible death knight finally returned to death.

However......

Call~!

A gust of wind suddenly surged over Talon's torn corpse, and a miserable white streamer rose from it, quickly converging in the air. Vaguely, Tulayan saw a familiar and angry face.

In the next second, Talon's soul swept past the stunned orc troops, and quickly disappeared into the distance.

Seeing this scene, although Tulayan felt deeply regretful, he was indeed helpless. From the moment Talon was out of his body, he had expected this outcome. Unfortunately, his purpose was not for the Death Knight.

Quickly picking himself up, Tulayan's sharp gaze swept over him at the orcs around him who were cowering and did not dare to step forward, and he suddenly raised his great sword high.

"For the Alliance, for Azeroth!"

The golden halo spread outward around the shining holy sword, and as the holy light poured into the body of the alliance soldiers, the battle situation changed in a very short period of time.

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"Bastard thing!" Nao Zu was furious, and slapped the white streamer fan in front of him. You don't have to look at it to know that his slap missed.

"You idiot, the Alliance has already arrived at the gate, why didn't you inform me sooner?" Looking at Talon who was silent with only his soul left, Naozu longed to tear him apart with a shadow spell. It's a pity that he didn't have time to waste.

"Waste. With a vicious curse, Nao Zu left the hall without looking back.

Seeing this scene, Aurelia's gaze gradually deepened.

It seems that the Sons of Lothar have already attacked, much faster than expected. Khadgar, that's a lot of ideas.

But......

Retracting her gaze, Aurelia looked at the elven mage who had been sitting quietly in the center of the circle for a long time, and her good-looking eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle slightly.

From nightfall, Lanloth's calm and relaxed demeanor had changed. The Eye of Dalaran is an artifact, gathering energy for two days and two nights without sleep, even in Draenor, where the arcane energy is very thin, it is very terrifying.

Even with Elunis' help, Lanloth gradually lost control of this energy. He can only put aside all external perception and concentrate on being a good guide and overseer. Using the inertia formed by the channel of the concentrating circle during this time, as long as nothing else goes wrong, even without his control, the later energy can be converging into the staff of Sargeras through the qualitative change of the spell array under the action of inertia and adsorption.

But, herein lies the problem. If there is no interference, then it is not to say, if there is...... The consequences would be devastating, both for the Horde and for Lanloth.

"Don't worry, I won't let anyone in. Standing on the edge of the circle, Aurelia's gaze became more and more determined.

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"Are you all right?" Khadgar glanced at Tulayan, who was sitting on the ground beside him, with caring eyes.

With a wave of his hand, the paladin looked at the brightly lit black temple in the distance. Such a large and regular architecture and architectural style would have been absolutely impossible to achieve with the current level of knowledge and technology of the orcs. Seeing this magnificent temple that made him feel inexplicably awe-inspiring, he couldn't help but start to guess who had created such a masterpiece at such a high level. At the same time, he also deeply regretted that the orcs had occupied this place.

This kind of building should be an important place for anyone, right?

Inexplicably, Tulayan's mind conjured up the tragedy of Azeroth.

Seeing that the paladin's breathing became more and more rapid, and his expression became more and more irritable, Khadgar rolled his eyes and said in a mocking tone: "I said, don't hold on hard, don't hide if there is really any problem, I won't laugh at you." ”

"I'm just thinking about something. Rolling his eyes, Tulayan, who was interrupted from his thoughts, sighed, and did not continue to immerse himself in the black memories of the past, "Then again, we are making such a big fanfare, the people of the tribe must have found out." ”

"It's already at the door, and it doesn't matter if you find it or not. "Khadgar is very open-minded.

"I mean, the orcs behind us. Tulayan flicked his thumb back over his shoulder, "I came here with all the hard work, not to be a dumpling stuffing for orcs. ”

"Don't worry, they're not that fast. Khadgar laughed, pulling an old pocket watch from his bosom and looking at it, "Even if you ignore the courier's journey, the orcs will have to go tomorrow at noon at the earliest. ”

"And we ......"

Syllable!

Closing his pocket watch, the crisp sound was like a hammer striking on Tulayan's head.

"Attack in an hour. ”

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