The wind is salty and wet, sticky and cold.

Elves.

Buildings with extremely high-tech technologies burst into flames and collapsed.

Looking along the ground level, from time to time, strings of flare bullets intertwined, shooting towards the sky.

There was always a deafening roar that resounded over the ruined land.

Above the cracked mantle, the blood abyss that crisscrossed the north, south, east and west gushed with corpse qi.

Shocking shouts echoed in the dry air.

The Protoss attacked and killed the Spirits, the Spirits

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