"Now, let's talk, dear Gul'dan."

Zuo Si ignored the shouts and explosions outside the camp all day, connecting his consciousness to the ugly orc skull in his hand.

Moment!

He heard a voice of pain and despair from within.

"Who are you? Why did you get the skull I left behind when I died? ”

Gul'dan's torn and mutilated soul was the first to break the silence.

Ever since he explored the tomb of Sargeras, he had been tormented by the demons within, and torn to pieces, the fragment of his soul that remained in the skull.

The powerful evil power that he had obtained from the Burning Legion at great cost was now burning his soul like a raging flame.

The indescribable pain is enough to torment a sane person to life in a matter of minutes.

But the problem is that due to the long-term use of evil energy and the power of shadows, Gul'dan's soul has long developed resistance and adaptability to it, so no matter how painful it is, it will not collapse, but the more painful it is, the more awake and aware of his current situation.

Especially after falling into the hands of the demons of the Burning Legion, in order to punish him as a traitor, he cast all kinds of vicious spells.

The Dreadlord Tikdios is an expert at this, and enjoys the negative mental power that overflows during the torture.

Coupled with the fact that he has been sealed inside the skull for a long time, he has no idea what is going on outside, and the loneliness and loneliness of the long period of time are extremely destructive to the will.

So Gul'dan was very eager to have a not-so-vicious master to communicate with him, even if it was just to talk about what was going on outside.

He was willing to pay anything for it, whether it was the knowledge of shadows and evil powers that had taken him decades to master, or the vast amount of energy that even a demon lord would envy inside his skull.

"You can call me Soth, an outlander."

Zuo Si, who is very good at observing and analyzing other people's psychological states, directly reported his name.

He had apparently noticed Gul'dan's burning desire to communicate with others.

This is undoubtedly a huge weakness that can be exploited.

Because for a great devil of his level, from the moment the other party shows this inclination, it means that the subordination relationship between the two parties has been established.

"Soth? Stranger? Do you know where we are right now? ”

Tikdios apparently didn't tell Gul'dan so much information that he didn't even know where the skull was at the moment.

After all, the Burning Legion had captured too many planets in the physical universe, and he didn't know if he was in Argus or somewhere else.

Zuo Si replied quietly, "We are in the eastern continent of Azeroth, where you arrived by leading the orcs through the Dark Gate. You know, I've paid a huge price to get your skull. ”

"So...... You killed Tikdios and snatched the skull from the Dreadlord? ”

Gul'dan realized something instantly, and his tone suddenly became excited.

Because since falling into the hands of the Burning Legion, he has always longed to escape the control of the other party, especially the endless torture.

Zuo Si chuckled and denied, "No, it wasn't me who killed Tikdios, but someone else did it."

All I did was make a deal with this person.

So you'd better try to show something useful and make me feel like it's worth the money.

Otherwise, it's hard to guarantee that I'll do anything to vent my frustration and disappointment. ”

Undoubtedly, and apparently, it is a naked and undisguised threat.

Zuo Si has studied Guldan's life, especially the days when he was bullied and insulted by others all day long before he gained strength, which created a huge shadow and darkness in his heart.

This also means that for Guldan, all kinship, friendship, clan, loyalty, and glory are all empty, and only power and power are the foundation of everything.

He will surrender to those who possess great power, and serve them in exchange for knowledge and power that will make him stronger and stronger.

To do this, even if it is to sacrifice the entire orc race, and turn the homeland of Draenor into a shattered plane on the verge of destruction.

In the face of such a person, it is necessary to make them understand their situation at the first time.

Otherwise, he will do everything possible to play tricks, even trying to seize a new body to resurrect it.

Perhaps that's why Illidan likes to murmur to him like a neurotic after getting his hands on Gul'dan's skull.

That's actually communicating with the sealed soul inside.

In a way, there are some similarities in their life experiences.

It's just that Illidan has a brother who is in love with Tyrande, and a brother who is always criticizing and accusing, but actually cares about him very much, so he is not full of hatred, anger, and an insatiable thirst for great power like Gul'dan.

After all, anyone who has studied psychology understands how terrible it is to have a distorted psychology of compensation.

Because he was born deformed, Gul'dan was oppressed, humiliated, and beaten by the rest of his clan from a very young age, and his status may be inferior to that of livestock.

At least the animals are not humiliated dozens or even hundreds of times a day, and they are not surrounded and beaten every once in a while.

The orc-like society of the jungle without the slightest sympathy has been most perfectly embodied in him.

With the exception of Naozu, no other orc has ever shown mercy to him.

Therefore, after gaining the power to become the original warlock, the first thing Gul'dan did was to completely destroy his clan and kill everyone without leaving anyone behind.

It is estimated that in his eyes, these miscellaneous people who only bully him every day are not compatriots at all, but one is counted as one and the other, and they are all classified into the category of enemies.

Even more terrifying is the fact that this hostility and hatred continues to spread, until the entire orc race is treated as a tool to be discarded when it is used up, or a pile of cheap and pathetic consumables.

There is no doubt that Gul'dan did this series of actions in order to obtain compensation, to be precise, he believed that all the orcs owed him, and they deserved to die for themselves to compensate for the pain and suffering they had endured back then.

"So you're my master now?"

Gul'dan was silent for a long time, and finally responded in a slightly unwilling tone.

He originally hoped that an ignorant and cowardly creature would see his skull, and then use deception and lies to erode the spirit of the other party little by little, and finally realize the plan to occupy the body and resurrect it.

But unfortunately, this wishful thinking has obviously failed.

To be able to make a deal with a Dreadlord like Tikdios, his personal strength does not need to be thought about and he knows that he will definitely not be weak.

"That's right. From now on, I will be the master you need to serve. If you're doing well during this time, I'll consider getting you a partner in the near future. “

After that, Zuo Si pursed the corners of his mouth and showed a playful smile.

You don't have to ask, but he clearly plans to fuse the Skull of Gul'dan and the Skull of Manson into a special Brigade Mage card.

It was amusing to think of what would happen to the souls of two extremely evil and selfish fellows forcibly locked in a confined space.

"So great master, what do you want me to do?"

Gul'dan was undoubtedly a realist and utilitarian through and through, and he didn't hesitate to get his position right.

But if you think that his low profile means submission, you are very wrong.

You must know that in order to gain power, he was also loyal to Kilgardan and Sargeras, and directly packaged and sold the entire orc race.

But what about the end result?

When he learned the location of the tomb of Sargeras, this guy immediately rushed over with someone without hesitation.

His sudden departure led to a fatal hole in Orgrimmar Doomhammer's brilliant tactical set-up, and ultimately failed to push the battle line into the heart of the kingdom of Lordaeron, destroying the most powerful human nation with the greatest potential for war.

The defeat of the Orcs also completely bankrupted the Burning Legion's plans to conquer Azeroth.

Kilgardan was even more angry that he couldn't pull out his soul and torture it repeatedly like he had done to Naozu, so that he could taste life worse than death.

If there was anything that accompanied Gul'dan all his life, it would be betrayal.

But Zuo Si obviously doesn't care about that.

As the lord of hell, there are countless high-level devils under his command who are ambitious and want to rise to the throne through intrigue and trickery, but now they are not all desperately involuted to improve their performance under the strict assessment of the KPI system.

So it doesn't really matter at all whether you're loyal or not.

It is important that the subordinates have the ability and have more than one set of restraints.

In this way, no matter what these guys have in their hearts, they have to honestly use their wisdom in their posts.

As the saying goes, ruling and managing is an art.

It involves a series of complex disciplines, including psychology, sociology, interpersonal relations, and the establishment and improvement of institutions.

There are very few people who can actually play with it.

But Zuo Si obviously never intended to play politics and power games with these big devils within the rules, but directly used oil to solve the problem at the root.

If one of them swells up to the point of forming a clique to challenge the authority of the Prince of Hell, he'll be thrown straight into the oil pool.

What's more, Gul'dan's current state is just an insignificant remnant of his soul.

"I'd like to know all about the Dark Gate, the Staff of Sargeras, and the Tomb of Sargeras, the more detailed the better."

Zuo Si made a straightforward request.

"As you wish, master."

Gul'dan quickly began to talk about his understanding of these three things.

Under his description, Zuo Si quickly got the information he wanted.

Among them, the Dark Gate is essentially an upgraded and enhanced version of the Legion Portal, through the slaughter of the Draenei and the absorption of life energy, coupled with evil energy, to break the defense of the planet Azeroth set by the Titans.

The Scepter of Sargeras is a super artifact that the Burning Legion personally ordered to tear through space and allow such a powerful titan as himself to enter after the defeat of the Burning Legion in the Battle of the Ancients.

It is said that in order to create this weapon alone, the legion gathered a large number of warlocks to perform magical rituals and sacrifice the lives of demons.

When the ritual was completed, Sargeras also set a gemstone containing great energy on the top.

As a weapon built specifically for the Titans, this artifact is far beyond the imagination of all mortals.

It was the combined power of the Scepter and the Dark Gate that allowed the Orcs to break through the Titans' formidable defenses around Azeroth.

Gul'dan, on the other hand, had a very close connection with the two because he personally presided over the construction of the Dark Gate and had a connection with the Scepter of Sargeras.

The only pity is that Neozu was captured by the Burning Legion when he obtained the Staff of Sargeras and wanted to lead the orcs to escape from Draenor, and the Staff naturally fell into the hands of Kil'Gardan.

Otherwise, if there was this artifact, Zuo Si wouldn't even need to wait for Akmund to hit Mount Hajgal, and it would be enough to directly detonate the Well of the Sun first.

In addition to this, he also gained a lot of knowledge about demon and warlock magic from Gul'dan, and could even summon and force various demons to sign contracts with him at any time.

It's just that most of the demons are not very good at fighting, and they are easy for the Burning Legion to learn some of their secrets.

In fact, it is a very, very dangerous act for warlocks to summon and enslave demons.

Because the reason why they respond to the call is because they have a crush on the soul of the warlock.

Theoretically, every demon summoned by a warlock thinks in his heart about how to let this master die quickly, so that he can harvest his soul as a reward.

So the real-world Warlock profession is so dangerous that it's just explosive.

More than half of the apprentices in the warlock institutions that hide in the dark corners of the major cities do not survive to graduate.

Basically, they were either eaten by evil energy and the power of shadows, or they were killed by the demons they had summoned.

What's even more terrifying is that the warlock's every move is actually observed and monitored by the demons he summons to enslave.

They will be recorded on the Burning Legion's list, and then use their knowledge and power as bait to corrupt and degenerate them into pawns manipulated by the Legion.

This is why all races are vigorously suppressing the warlock group, and even not allowing them to operate openly like warriors and mages at all.

Even thieves have a much higher social status than warlocks.

It is estimated that in the eyes of the ruling class of all forces, all warlocks can basically be classified as potential enemies.

No one wants to believe that these men who wield dark magic can resist the temptation of great power.

In particular, playing with the soul definitely violates the bottom line of morality and law, and it is impossible to be accepted by mainstream society.

"Well, I now know why warlocks, regardless of race, are either hiding in dark cellars or using a tavern or inn as cover. If left unchecked, the consequences would be absolutely catastrophic. ”

Zuo Si touched his chin and gave an evaluation and summary of the profession of warlock.

Because every warlock gains power, it means that a stable connection with the Burning Legion is established.

Through them, the demons can obtain a steady stream of information and devise various plans and strategies to achieve their goal of conquering all of Azeroth.

Just as Zuo Si was about to find a place to test the strength of these warlocks' magic, a rush of footsteps suddenly came from far and near.

In the blink of an eye, Galia, who succeeded Queen Lordaeron, walked in from outside.

This princess, who was originally kind and weak, is now completely dressed in military uniform, with uneven marks in many parts of her armor, as well as a large number of black dried blood marks, and has obviously experienced more than one vicious battle.

Even the temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes, giving people a sense of oppression that is both heroic and strong.

"How's the battle going on the front?"

Zuo Si put away Guldan's skull and asked casually.

Without hesitation, Jialia replied, "Those demons and undead simply can't pose a substantial threat to our strong defenses.

No matter how many attacks they launch, all they get is corpses that have been blown up beyond recognition.

When their forces are depleted to a certain extent, the alliance should be able to switch from defense to offensive and regain lost territory. ”

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Good job." I think that when you win this war, you should be able to replace your father, King Terenus, as the de facto leader of the Alliance. ”

"Maybe. I'm more looking forward to a one-on-one battle with Alsace and stomp everything he's proud of. ”

As she said this, her tone was visibly full of hatred, and one of her hands pressed against the hilt of her sword.

"Don't worry, you'll have this chance. But before we can do that, we have to defeat the vanguard of the Burning Legion. Did you get you done the rest of the day? Zuo Si asked, looking into the other party's eyes.

"Of course! I have drawn 20,000 men, more than 80 heavy tanks, 130 planes, and a full 700 artillery pieces from the line, plus an aerial gunboat. They have been recuperating for a long time and are ready to go into battle in the best shape at any time. ”

Jialia quickly replied in the affirmative.

You must know that at this moment, at the junction of the Silver Pine Forest and the Tirisfal Woodlands, the alliance side has piled up more than 150,000 troops.

The transfer of 20,000 men and some weapons and equipment will not lead to any serious consequences, but can become a mobile force to reinforce any line of defense at any time, or launch a counteroffensive in a local area.

"Awesome! With this army, I believe that the Night Elves will definitely be impressed by the Alliance. ”

Zuo Si pursed the corners of his mouth, revealing a look of satisfaction.

"Night Elves?"

It was obviously the first time that Jialia had heard of this race, and her eyes revealed intense curiosity.

Zuo Si patiently explained, "You know the High Elves, right?

They were a branch that had splintered from the Night Elves.

These guys had already established cities and civilizations in the ancient continent of Kalimdor tens of thousands of years ago, second only to trolls in terms of the degree of racial history.

It was the Night Elves and their Wilderness Demigod allies who defeated the first invasion of the Burning Legion in a bloody battle 10,000 years ago.

It was also during that terrible war that the continent of Ancient Kalimdor was directly blown apart, turning into the three landmasses of the east, west, and north that it is today, as well as the great maelstrom in the middle of the Endless Sea. ”

"So you want to form an alliance with them?"

Jialia seemed to understand something, and subconsciously stretched out her tongue and licked her sexy red lips with a very seductive action.

With the bloodline of the fusion of the Dreadlord and the blood god Haka, the character of this originally virtuous and dignified princess has obviously begun to be affected, and her body exudes a unique charm that cannot be described in words.

Especially when she begins to feel and thirsty, her body will exude a strong seductive aura that will attract and fascinate both men and women.

However, Zuo Si was obviously completely immune to this, and explained in a very casual tone: "It's not me, but you represent the Alliance and form an alliance with the leader of the Night Elves. In fact, Gianna should have arrived at Mount Hyjal by this time, and was forming an alliance under the mediation of Medivan, the last guardian of the Tirisphal Council. ”

"Gianna went to Kalimdor on the other side of the sea? When is the matter! ”

Galia's eyes widened in surprise.

She had thought that the reason why her best friend did not appear in the coalition was most likely because she had been separated from many mages after the destruction of Dalaran, or that she had returned to the safer safety of Kurtilas.

After all, Archmage Anthony Das didn't make a big deal about this decision in the first place, and not even many members of the Kenrito Council knew about it.

"yes.

In order to be able to transport enough people at once, Gianna took half of Kurtilas' fleet without the consent of her father, Marshal Dalin.

In a way, her audacity and paranoia are really very similar to Alsace.

No wonder it becomes a couple at first sight. ”

Zuo Si said his evaluation of Gianna in a half-joking tone.

"No, Gianna is not like Arthas, she would not do such a heartless act as killing her father and mother, and destroying the country and people she loves with her own hands." Jialia categorically defended her good sister.

Zuo Si couldn't help but laugh immediately when he heard this, and teased while laughing: "My dear descendant, please don't say it so absolutely.

Because you don't know Gianna Proudmoore at all.

Although she is not like Alsace, who has been loved and expected since childhood, she is also a very proud and conceited idealist.

Do you know what the biggest flaw of an idealist is? ”

"What is it?"

Jialia blinked inexplicably.

The answer is that they are always wishful thinking and only believe what they think is right, refusing to accept the complexity and darkness of the real world.

Gianna herself may not have committed all kinds of horrific atrocities like Arthas, but that doesn't mean that she won't make terrible trade-offs when her ideals collide with reality.

For example, sacrificing Marshal Dai Lin in exchange for peace with the orcs.

So I guess you can keep an eye on her and prevent her from doing anything irrational in this collaboration.

Yes, this is a teleportation rune I made to help you teleport between Kalimdor and the Eastern Continent.

Take it with you and join the conference that will determine the future of the world.

I'm not comfortable with Gianna representing humanity and the entire Alliance. ”

With that, Zuo Si stuffed the teleportation rune stone that had been prepared in advance to the queen of Lordaeron.

Feeling the arcane energy emitted by the runes, Jialia suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but ask, "How do you plan to transport such a huge army to the other side of the sea?" As far as I know, even Dalaran can't teleport that many armies across the continent at once. ”

"You don't have to worry about that.

Because there is a World Tree on Mount Hyjal, where the Night Elves live, and hidden beneath the World Tree is the Well of Eternity with infinite arcane power.

Although their leader is extremely disgusted with arcane magic.

But at this time, I believe we shouldn't mind if we borrow some arcane magic energy to teleport the army. ”

Zuo Si gave a solution in a very relaxed tone.

In fact, the Night Elves banned the study and study of arcane magic after the end of the War of the Ancients, on the one hand, the druids of the natural faction and the priestess of the moon god Elune liquidated the use of arcane powers.

On the other hand, the war was fought so fiercely that ordinary Night Elves associated arcane magic with the demons of the Burning Legion, resulting in fear, disgust, and rejection of arcane magic.

Eventually, Malfurion and Tyrande issued the ban out of political and appeasement of the population, not really because they were prejudiced against arcane magic.

After all, Tyrande's most famous ultimate, Starfall, is typical arcane energy damage, not any natural or other attribute.

The Night Elves were also gradually transformed from trolls under the influence of the vast arcane energy of the Well of Eternity.

This means that they are born with a talent for arcane magic that is unimaginable for other races.

A guy like Malfurion, who went to learn the druid ways from Cenarius, and later led the entire race astray, is a great waste of his own racial talent.

Later, after a series of disasters, the Night Elves, who were not as powerful as before, still accepted some of the upper elves in exile and allowed arcane magic to spread among the tribe again.

So Malfurion and Tyrande are pragmatic in their approach to arcane magic.

Especially since Akmund is about to launch a general assault on Mount Hyjal, they certainly won't mind allies using the power of the Well of Eternity.

In this way, Jialia directly activated the rune stone to teleport from the Eastern Continent to Mount Hyjal in the Kalimdor Continent.

At this moment, Medivan, Tyrande, Malfurion, Kane Bloodhoof, and Gianna have come together to discuss how to deal with the upcoming showdown.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I believe you have seen our enemies gather a heavy force at the foot of the mountain, ready to launch a stormy attack at any moment. Now we must unite to banish these damned demons from our world. ”

Medivan, who had just finished talking about the Burning Legion's plan to use orcs to invade this world, said what he really thought in his heart.

For him, the series of actions after the resurrection were actually to atone for the orcs back then.

As long as he fends off the invasion of the Burning Legion, the last Guardian can unload his burdens and find a place to live in seclusion.

"But how do we stop Akmund and the powerful Demon Lords?

You must know that the power of the other party is too strong.

I once glanced at it from afar, and was almost shocked by the sheer amount of energy in the other person's body, thinking that I was hallucinating.

That level of enemy is simply not something that our current strength can deal with. ”

Gianna voiced her concerns in a very nervous tone.

As a mage, she is well aware of the terrifying disparity that comes with energy levels.

A powerful spellcaster like Akmund can unleash even a small arcane missile with a range and visual effect like a meteor shower.

"Don't worry, little girl, we don't intend to confront Akmund head-on. All you have to do is stall for time so I can set a trap for him to jump in. ”

Malfurion looked at the World Tree, Nodashir, in the distance, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

"Trap?"

Gianna followed suit and looked at the behemoth that stood above the earth.

For her, it was clear that it had gone far beyond a tree and was more like some kind of miracle.

Malfurion nodded slightly, "Yes."

Ten thousand years ago, we Night Elves defeated the Burning Legion.

Although the whole world is shattered, all living beings living on this planet are liberated.

In the years of peace, we have attained eternal life by the power of the World Tree, never to worry about old age and death.

But now, it's time to put that power back. ”

Hearing this, Tyrande immediately showed a surprised expression and asked, "You know that the consequence of this is that we will begin to age like other mortals, and the power flowing in our bodies will also weaken with the passage of time, right?" ”

"Of course, dear. But this is the price that must be paid to protect the world. We've all lived far too long and never feared death, so there's nothing to worry about. ”

Malfurion's tone was calm, without the slightest hint of nervousness, anxiety, or fear at the imminent loss of the eternal life bestowed on him by the World Tree.

"So...... You're going to destroy the World Tree to unleash its power and kill Akmund?! ”

Gianna was worthy of being the most outstanding mage in Dalaran's new generation, and she immediately realized what the other party wanted to do.

After all, she was so sensitive to arcane energy, how could she not perceive the terrifying energy gathered inside the giant tree.

If this thing were made into a bomb, Akmund would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

"That's right, little girl. This is the only way to defeat Akmund. How, are you going to join? Malfurion asked, smiling.

"Of course!" Gianna did not hesitate to give an affirmative answer. "I'll build the first line of defense close to the bottom of the hill to buy you time."

"Courage is commendable. You know, it's not anyone who has the courage to face an enemy like Akmund like you. ”

Tyrande's serious face revealed a hint of approval.

Kane Bloodhoof, who was standing nearby, added, "I will help Gianna secure the first line of defense and make sure that the demon does not break through easily. ”

"Be careful, Minotaur. The Burning Legion is not the centaurs you've dealt with before, and the enemy is far more ferocious and vicious than you can imagine. ”

Malfurion kindly reminded him as he was about to turn away.

Since both the Night Elves and the Oxlanders inhabit the continent of Kalimdor, they have been in contact for a long time, and occasionally see each other in the wild.

Most of the time this contact ends in a polite greeting and retreat, and there is rarely a fight or violent clashes.

As a result, the Night Elves consider the Minotaurs to be a race that leans towards nature and the ways of the druids, and consider them to be very good potential allies.

"I understand. But to protect our world, the Minotaurs are willing to shed their last drop of blood. ”

Kane Bloodhoof made a loud statement of his determination.

Ever since parting ways with the orcs, he's been observing Gianna and the human race behind it.

It turned out that humans were much better than orcs in many places.

For example, they also have a strong sense of compassion and will do their best to help those who are injured or disabled.

In contrast, orcs tend to be somewhat careless when dealing with the wounded.

In particular, the disabled are not only denied preferential treatment, but are also often teased and insulted.

"May Elune shine on you."

As the High Priestess, Tyrande paid her most sincere respects to the two allies.

Kane Bloodhoof returned the salute and said, "May Mother Earth bless you too." ”

At this moment, a violent spatial fluctuation suddenly aroused the minds of everyone present.

Next Second......

Holding the teleportation rune, Jialia finally appeared out of thin air in the clearing not far away.

Gianna instantly recognized this friend, and immediately asked with a shocked face, "Jialia, why are you here?" ”

"Long time no see, Gianna. You're a lot more mature than you were when we last met. ”

The queen of Lordaeron smiled and stepped forward to hug him tightly.

Since both of them had long blond hair, they looked like biological sisters, and it took a while for them to separate.

"Ever since the horrific tragedy that Alsace wreaked in Lordaeron, I suppose you must have had a hard and painful life, right?"

Gianna's eyes and tone were full of sympathy and pity.

After all, whoever this kind of thing falls on is tantamount to the sky falling.

She remembered vividly how sad she felt when her brother Derek Proudmore died.

It was from that time that his father, Dai Lin, developed an unparalleled hatred for the entire orc race, vowing to kill the last green-skinned orc and make these damned invaders and monsters disappear from Azeroth forever.

It's okay to be killed by the enemy, let alone kill each other by blood relatives.

So Gianna thinks she can understand Bellia's despair now, and wants to comfort the other party in this way.

It's a pity that Jialia shook her head with a serious expression: "No, I don't feel grief, but full of anger and hatred."

Alas must pay for what he has done!

I'm the one who will end his life with my own hands.

In addition, I am here to represent the entire Eastern Continent Alliance.

We have an elite and well-trained force ready to teleport over to assist you in defending against the Burning Legion.

However, the premise is that the arcane energy of the Well of Eternity must be borrowed to build a stable portal over a long distance. ”

"How many troops can you provide?"

Tyrande hurriedly asked.

She was undoubtedly well aware that the more troops she had at hand at this time, the more she would be able to delay the speed of Akmund's attack and buy time for Malfurion to set a trap.

"A full 20,000 elites, and they are equipped with the most advanced weapons and equipment."

Jialia gave the exact number bluntly.

Tyrande's eyes lit up, and he nodded in agreement without thinking, "Yes, you can use the arcane energy emitted by the Well of Eternity to build a portal at any time. But it's better to move quickly, Akmund won't give us too much time. ”

"Leave this to me. I've learned a lot about portals. ”

Gianna volunteered to take on the job.

Soon, with the assistance of a group of Dalaran mages led by her, it didn't take long for the space to tear apart and form a huge rift.

Before the others could react to what was happening, the huge aerial gunboat took the lead and slowly squeezed over.

This was followed by planes piloted by dwarves or gnomes, and tanks that rumbled as they went, with cannons and soldiers following behind.

Just as these elite veterans were being placed in the first layer of defense one after another, a voice suddenly echoed in the sky above Mount Hyjal.

"Listen to me, Night Elves, it's time to settle accounts. I will destroy you with my own hands to wash away the shame of the defeat of 10,000 years ago. This time, there weren't so many wilderness demigods coming back to make trouble. ”

"Oh-shit! The demons are beginning to lead the undead of the Scourge to attack! ”

Gianna watched condescendingly as the army of undead and demons surging towards the top of the mountain was dumbfounded.

There are a whole lot of Dreadlords, Abyss Lords, Doom Guards, Lichs, and Death Knights alone.

The menacing sight was enough to make anyone's scalp tingle.

Without him, there are too many of them.

You must know that Kalimdor is the main battlefield of the Ancient War, and there are countless bones buried.

The Scourge sent small forces to dig graves and resurrect corpses and skeletons in a frenzy, and now they are strong.

Coupled with the sinister and cunning demon commander, even the Night Elves can't even get anything cheap.

Gianna didn't care about arranging for the soldiers to arrive one after another, so she took the lead in using teleportation magic to return to the base, and ordered everyone to do everything possible to strengthen the walls and gates to meet the arrival of this fierce battle.

The final battle of the Third World War officially kicked off at this moment......

(End of chapter)