Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 618 171. Ha! I am invincible! Longsheng, who is as lonely as snow--【2630】

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"It's coming! Magic ready! Volley!"

Outside the giant demon gate on the edge of Dalaran, the old lich holding the staff of Atiesh stood on his magic carpet, and the blue light in his eyes gathered to the extreme.

Let yourself be able to see the trajectory of the teleportation while seeing the complex and cumbersome mana line of the demon gate. The demon immediately raised the staff in his hand.

Under his command, rows of legendary spellcasters behind him cast spells at the same time.

Like an ensemble of a symphony, every spellcaster tried his best to release his most powerful magic, and all the magic fell on the same point.

They want to give the big demon a head-on blow when it enters Azeroth, has not yet connected to the magic power of this world, and is at its weakest.

The Archdruids in Dalaran also rushed over with their remnants and defeated generals. Even the most extreme benevolence society could not care about anything else.

Even if Isolarius saw the old dwarf Hemet on the sky griffin aiming his gun, he couldn't backstab Hemet at this time.

It is true that Rendehui is a group of fanatical defenders of nature, but they also have a bottom line.

As an old druid who participated in the War of the Ancients, no one understood the horror of the Burning Legion better than Isolarius. In the face of such an opponent, all forces must be united.

He was even willing to temporarily cooperate with the Genocide who crawled out of hell.

But as soon as the war is over, this genocide will be dead!

The druids tried their best to revitalize the forest and unleash the hurricane. The claw druids transformed into giant bears, and the paladins, led by the thunder-forged hero Thoradin the Great, charged towards the demonic camp in front of them.

Watcher Warden Nasa kept dodging around the Black Knights' positions, trying to disrupt the ritual before the Archdemon entered the world, but no one, even with her sharpness, could do it.

Elisanna Ravencrest, the demon hunter, descended from the sky and helped her clear up the attacking demon dogs behind Nassa. Prisoners and jailers stood back to back in the crowd of demons to fight.

Nassa trapped the two lesser demon lords in a warden's cage, and Elisanna burned their bodies with the fel eye.

The cooperation between the two is very close, and they deserve to be the people who "know each other best".

And in the chaos they caused, two bare-chested orc sword masters also charged into the black knight's position from left to right.

Holding two knives and biting his own battle knives in his mouth, Samuro unleashed a devastating triple-blade storm with three knives, forcing back Malganis, the dreaded demon king who guarded the ceremony.

Lantresor Burning Blade held the Burning Blade, broke through the shadows with a gust of wind step, and slashed fiercely, cutting off the black knight Haas who presided over the ceremony.

But it didn't work!

The ceremony has reached its final stage.

The gate of the plane connecting the two worlds has been opened, and it doesn't matter if there is a host or not.

At this moment, humans, elves, dwarves, and even orcs all gathered together.

Everyone knows one thing, if they can't stop the evil in the future, everything they love, protect, hate, and dislike will become meaningless!

There is always something deeper than hatred.

Relying on the chaos caused by these valiant raiders, the serpent man spellcaster Aspicus, who was bound to one side, spewed deadly venom from his mouth as if regurgitating cud, blinding the eyes of two elite felguards beside him.

It tore the rope by itself, and quickly rushed towards the snake man's sacred keystone.

This spellcaster tried his best to use his most powerful magic to blast the ceremony in front of him. It was not for the noble purpose of saving the world, or beheading the source of the curse.

Its idea is simple.

It wants to fulfill the emperor's mission and bring back the keystone sacred object. The life and death of the human world has nothing to do with it!

However, a legendary spellcaster tried his best to bombard, but he couldn't even break through the rising evil energy around the ceremony. The reckless snakeman caster bumped into the scorching fel energy barrier, and the rising heat almost roasted it into a snake. Jerky.

Amidst the miserable howl, Aspicus was knocked out by force.

Its whole body was scorched, and it watched in despair as it slowly deformed in the burning of the fel energy storm, like a melting Sursis keystone.

The power of the great demon surged in reverse, protecting the ceremony.

Archimonde, who was once the most powerful spellcaster in the world of Argus, clearly understood the importance of this ritual. Before it fully entered the material world, this ritual could not be destroyed.

And the power of a great demon.

The power beyond the demigod is really not something a weak snake man can shake.

It desperately lay on the ground waiting to die, opened its only remaining eye, and looked at all the magic of the legendary salvo in the current desperate situation.

Those various beams of light looked like sparkling fireworks in this scene of destruction, and they were intertwined to form the most terrifying mass of magic that the snake man had ever seen since he was born.

It was an indescribable magical power of destruction.

But before it bombarded the demon's gate, it was easily grabbed by a giant blue claw protruding from the burning gate. The destructive magic fought against the blue claw covered with fel scales. Seconds have insane devastation oozing from both.

Although there was only a few seconds of confrontation, the terrifying pressure made the snakeman caster scream with his head in his arms.

The fear of facing the arch-demon made it terrified.

For a big demon of the level of the polluter, what kind of mind shock and fear halo are the basic standard equipment, and the life whose mind is not strong enough will be defeated the moment it sees it.

This is not weakness and corrosion from the void!

This is the endless majesty born from the gathering of power!

It was the aura of annihilation formed after the destruction of countless worlds. Just judging from the popularity of his appearance, Archimonde is indeed better than Deathwing.

"boom"

The magic that the legendary caster tried his best was shattered by the claw of the polluter, and the only "memory" left by the ruined thing for Archimonde was the shattering of a claw on its left hand.

Well, that's a bit of an exaggeration.

It's like when you cut your nails, if you accidentally cut too deep, it will make the big devil feel the sting.

But that's about it.

Under the stunned gazes of all the spellcasters and everyone on the battlefield, the already very elegant posture of the giant blue claw poking out of the demon's door transformed into a casting action.

This change made everyone present terrified, but it was too late to retreat.

The dark shadows and entangled evil energy entangled and converged on Archimonde's claws, reorganizing into a beating black luster in a way that is completely different from the world of Azeroth.

In the flick and excitation like lightning, it roared across the sky.

Like a bouncing marble, it bounced continuously over the bodies of several spellcasters, druids, paladins, and orcs, and every time it jumped, it would go faster.

In the end there was even a split.

In the roar of the old Lich, he took the initiative to dodge to catch the beating of the black light with his body, but the last afterglow flew out of Meri Dongfeng's body, hitting the hapless Silvermoon Archmage Rommath and Fenris, king of wolf cavalry.

"Delandon! No!"

The Archmage Mo Della called desperately, but the Archmage of the Council of Six lost his breath the moment he was hit by the black light, his body burst and his soul shattered.

Anyone who is hit by that black light will end up like this, it is Archimonde's proud magic, finger of death!

You can tell its effect just by its name.

As an undead, the old lich used his long-dead body to bear most of the power accumulated by the beating finger of death, preventing the great demon from destroying all the resisters' evil tricks with this one magic.

But casualties are still heavy.

Before it was stopped, dozens of people's lives were taken away, and after it was stopped, the two legends still lost their fighting power in an instant.

The arm of the Archmage Yinyue burst, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade and melted, while the King of the Wolf Cavalry spurted a mouthful of hot blood with pieces of internal organs, and fell down without a word.

Only his loyal warg was left whining beside him.

The entire battlefield fell silent at this moment, and even the fearless Grom Hellscream took a step back with his battle axe, his face solemn.

The only thing left on the burning battlefield was the screams of excitement from the demons.

The divine might of their masters invigorates the Destroyers.

How can I fight this?

This is not a level of power at all!

A glint of despair appeared in the eyes of the old lich, and the destruction brought about by the great demon seemed to be a foregone conclusion.

"All your efforts are in vain! I will continue to enjoy the meal that was interrupted ten thousand years ago, call out your demigods.

Without their screaming and desperate accompaniment, even the destruction itself became boring. "

The big demon's huge body slowly walked out of the spinning and burning demon door, and its burning eyes saw the world, which was still as fresh, vibrant, and annoying as it was ten thousand years ago!

"I'll enjoy the howling of your world as it is torn apart."

The great demon showed a ferocious smile, and it raised the huge staff infused with evil energy in its hand, and the endless evil energy turned into magic fire and wound around it into a storm.

It seems that it is preparing to release a large-scale destruction magic, killing all the ants in front of them who dare to challenge the legion.

Countless people showed desperate expressions, and the great knight Uther roared, throwing the holy hammer in his hand towards the great demon with all his might.

The Silver Hand seemed to still remember its mission. It hummed and turned into a flying Hammer of Light, and slammed on Archimonde's evil fire shield.

The golden light burst open, the power from the holy object was released, and the big demon was knocked back a few steps under the impact of the guardian's pure energy. This is the first time since the start of the war that Azeroth's creatures were weak and resisted, causing effective damage to the big demon.

But it doesn't make sense.

Because the destruction magic of the great demon has not been interrupted.

Ysera the Awakened tried to awaken the power of the dream and trap the archdemon.

But instead, she was first attacked by Archimonde's magic. A large group of evil fire turned into meteorites and bombarded the body of the awakened person, squeezing and pushing her dream power, and knocking down the mighty Green Dragon Queen from the sky.

"Get out! Get out of the way!"

At this moment of desperation, an angry voice came from high above the sky, and the little star shaking its head and tail turned into a dragon shape, rushing towards it all the way.

She unceremoniously knocked away the griffin blocking the way, and amidst the exclamation of countless people, she plunged into the summoning ceremony that was running under the great demon.

"Don't go! Come back!"

The cry of the weaver was half a world away, and it rang in the ears of little Xingxing, but the little blue dragon, who was holding back his energy to be the savior of the world, turned a deaf ear to it.

She screamed loudly:

"This time it's the Blue Dragon Army's turn to save the world! Witness me! Old Stubborn Grandpa and Spellweaver, witness my great deeds!"

"Haha, it's ridiculous that a young dragon wants to challenge the legion."

Archimonde, who was igniting the fel energy meteorite and constantly bombarding the green dragon queen Ysera, of course saw the little blue dragon, but it was amused instead.

These stupid dragons are even stupider than pit lords!

Does it really think it can shake the power of the Legion?

die!

The big demon raised his paw, and hit the little Xingxing with a finger of death. When he saw the black light dancing around, the little Xingxing widened his eyes and crushed the tears of the moon god in his paw without hesitation.

At this moment, the sky and the earth changed color, and the pale sky was suddenly replaced by a dark night.

A round of bright moonlight descended from the sky, covering the body of Little Xingxing who was recklessly sent to death.

"Come on, brave and cute little guy."

Little Xingxing heard a gentle voice say something to her in a trance, but it may also be a hallucination caused by her being too scared and nervous.

She didn't even dare to open her eyes to see the finger of death opened in front of her eyes.

She was afraid that Elune's divine power would not be able to match the violent and fierce demon in front of her.

But the facts have proved that the divine power of the Moon God is really powerful. The finger of death that can crush Xiao Xingxing to death ten times hits the moonlight veil around her, like a mud cow entering the sea, without a single wave turning over.

Invincible!

As the captain said, the little star in these ten seconds is absolutely invincible in the world of Azeroth!

Ha, if I knew this earlier, I just used this thing to beat the annoying Deathwing!

There is no more fear in Little Xingxing's heart.

I am invincible, what am I afraid of?

No matter how fierce you big devil is, can you still hurt the invincible me?

I'm covered by Elune! If you have the ability to bite me!

Ha, so be it!

The story of the great blue dragon hero Little Star saving the world begins here!

(end of this chapter)