In my ears, there was a continuous roar and roar, and the shouts of humans, elves, dwarves, and demons converged into one body, reflecting the ruined temple under the dark canopy of heaven and chaos even more and more.

Naozu pushed away the dried corpse that covered him, and cautiously poked his head out of the shadows.

At the beginning, because of Kil'Gardan's deception and Gul'dan's betrayal, Naozu succumbed and became a puppet with the title of Great Chieftain. It is because of this that he did not listen to Gul'dan's lies and drank the blood of demons.

Fortunately, because of this, Manolos' life plunder just now did not affect him. With the help of shadow spells and the cover of the chaotic scenes, Naozu managed to avoid everyone's sight.

Coupled with the fact that no one else noticed his current position, it would have been a breeze to escape.

But......

'Will you be willing to fail like this?'

I don't know if it was subconscious or what, a vague voice kept echoing in my head, and under the guidance of this voice, Naozu's gaze skipped over the chaotic battlefield and cast it behind the tall back of Manolos, where the portal had appeared before.

Of course, there was no trace of energy surging in that place now. In addition to the scattered scorch marks on the ground, only a staff stood quietly in the shadows.

But somehow, in Naozu's opinion, the staff of darkness, which was originally very inconspicuous because of the shadows, firmly attracted his attention.

I still have a chance. ’

Neozu frowned, and though he felt a little strange, he listened more and more intently to the voice in his mind out of curiosity about his 'subconscious' or something.

They were fighting each other, and no one was going to notice. ’

At this moment, Nao Zu obviously still had doubts in his heart, but the next sentence made him instantly put aside his doubts.

'That staff, as long as it can open the portal, even if it only allows one person to pass through......

That person has to be me.

My own thoughts coincided with that voice at this moment. A cold light flashed in Naozu's eyes, and then he raised his hand with a move, and the dark shadow engulfed him in the blink of an eye.

While Naozu dived into the shadows, the scuffle continued on the other side.

The hellfire that fell into the crowd relied on its invulnerable body, and every swing of its flaming fist brought a wail.

"Khadgar!" was repelled by the fist of the Hellfire, and Tulayan called out to the mage behind him as he extinguished the flames that spread to his body.

Almost at the same time, several ice spears of ice rose into the air, slamming into the hellfire that was trying to continue its pursuit of Tulayan with a sharp roar.

With a series of explosions, the bursting ice crystals spread rapidly, and in the continuous blows, most of the tall and mighty hellfire was soon frozen in the ice.

Seeing the opportunity, Tulayan immediately raised his sword. Just listen to a hum, and a giant hammer slowly descending from the sky surrounded by divine light. The execution sentence can be felt by looking at the arc under the giant hammer that is oppressed by the powerful force, but because of the slow formation, the execution sentence is very easy to be dodged by the target.

However, with Khadgar's continuous ice gun strikes, Hellfire simply had no way to dodge in time.

Rumble!

The golden light endured in the air, and with the violent shaking of the ground, the flames of the hellfire wrapped in ice crystals quickly subsided, shattering into stones of different sizes and falling continuously.

Compared to the helplessness of others in the face of Hellfire, the cooperation of Khadgar and Tulayan can at least be regarded as gradually turning the tide of the battle. However, compared to Lanloth, this speed is too grinding.

Call!

A deafening howl of wind quickly swept over everyone's heads, and the soldiers of the alliance looked up against the strong wind that seemed to be about to blow themselves away, only to see two huge iron fists rampage through the air.

With the unstoppable Magnus Vajra Fist in hand, Lanros was in a no-man's land, relying on brute force to try to force his way through the Hellfire's defenses. However, the Vajra Fist is an eight-ring spell, and its power is indeed amazing.

Each punch not only sent a powerful howl in the air, but also easily knocked out the hellfires that were killing everyone in the crowd. The force is so strong that the debris that continues to explode and splatter. The nearby Sons of Lothar didn't even have much chance to experience the power of Hellfire, but were tormented enough by the rocks that flew everywhere.

Compared to all the combat units of the current alliance, the Sons of Lothar are the most experienced in fighting alien creatures such as orcs, death knights, and demons, and most of them are veterans of the previous war that affected the entire eastern continent. It is no exaggeration to say that this force is the most powerful multi-service coordinated force in the alliance today.

Manolos knew very well that a few hastily summoned hellfires alone would not be enough to withstand their onslaught. To this end, he was constantly supplying his strength to the pitch-black circular vortex in front of him.

"There is only one end for the Rebellion. The vision was already formed, and Manol Loston let out a menacing laugh, "That is, destruction!"

The pitch-black vortex collapsed entirely, and as a purple-black bright light bloomed, several equally tall figures quickly became clear in front of him.

The narrow blades enveloped the raging scarlet flames, the wide demonic wings opening and closing as they breathed, their hoof-like legs touching the ground, and wisps of flying embers. Steely skin, hideous, ugly countenance, and stout horns that grew from the sides of the head.

Doom Guard.

Each of these powerful creatures that were once forged by the Titans was an extremely powerful existence. This is something that Lanlos, who has absorbed the essence of Bel Ash, deeply understands. After all, to put it more narrowly, it was the power of Bel Ash that made him who he is.

But now, hehe, feng shui takes turns.

Immediately stopping the suppression of the Hellfire, Lanloth looked at the nearest Doom Guard, and his right eye suddenly widened. As a glimmer of green light flickered, the Doomsday Guard, who had just been excited about the imminent destruction of another world, suddenly fell silent.

Scold!

The burst of evil energy erupted into a howl, and two thick chains crossed and appeared out of thin air on the body of the Doom Guard. In the next second, the latter turned around, picked up the fiery sword and slashed at his companion's body.

Hysterical screams were mixed with unbelievable horror, and the wounded Doomsday Guard retreated. At the same time, the rest of his companions reacted quickly, threatening to burn the 'mutinous' fellow to ashes.

The Eye of Sargeras has never given Lanlos more than just power, and the expansion of demonic knowledge has not only allowed him to grasp the detailed information of the Burning Legion, but also has the ability to enslave demons.

He knew that the Abyss Lord could summon powerful demons, and for this, he had been waiting for this moment.

Seeing a few Doomsday Guards twisted into a ball and fought happily, with swords and flames, and from time to time they summoned a group of imps and hellhounds to fight each other. Ranros stopped paying attention, turned around, and rushed towards the other hellfires again.

The matter of capturing the thief and capturing the king first depends on the object. The strength of the Abyss Lord is much stronger than him in terms of data, and the battle just now was able to gain the advantage, largely because of Manolos' light enemy. When it came to a serious fight, Lanlos didn't have the confidence to deal with this world-shattering destroyer alone.

At the same time, Naozu clings to the ruins on the edge and comes behind Manolos, who is continuing to recover from his injuries. Seeing the latter's bloated back, he couldn't help but be surprised.

With such a big P share, can this guy usually take care of himself?

An inappropriate question surfaced in his mind, and Nao Zu quickly shook his head and put aside the distracting thoughts. Looking at the scepter of Sargeras within reach in front of him, a strong emotion drove him to hold his breath and stretch out his hands, slowly but surely approaching......

He didn't notice that the big P in front of him, who he thought was concentrating on recovering from his injuries, quietly glanced back at him. In that blazing gaze, there was infinite ridicule and contempt.

He's the most powerful Abyss Lord, and it takes so long to recover from this injury? Of course not, he's stalling time, delaying the Alliance, and Lanloth's attention......

And this task ended perfectly as Neozu's hands gripped the Scepter of Sargeras.

Rumble!

A tsunami-like wave of energy once again flooded the entire Dark Temple.

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