Azeroth Trail of Light

The main guns of starships in the wizarding world are naturally not filled with explosives in the technological age. In fact, the assault starships used by demons are designed in the same way as Azeroth's starships. They also use large-scale conversion magic Energy, so that it can explode enough to destroy all creatures along the way.

If I have to use a simple way to describe it, then it is the effect of amplifying the power of a fireball technique by ten thousand times, the power is amazing!

Due to the use of technology similar to magic gems for energy accumulation and adjustment, the main gun can be fired continuously at least until the energy storage is exhausted without worrying about the problem of ammunition filling. To the extreme, the reloading time of this kind of main gun is much slower than that of the technology side.

But even so, after the first round of bombardment, the large energy defense device exchanged from Void Spirit has reached the alert standard. For a normal world, defense is always more difficult than offense. Kil'jaeden mobilized Agu Nearly 60% of the starships in the Sri Lankan world, there are more than 200 ships, and a salvo is enough to destroy an entire continent. This cannot be said that Void Spirit's equipment is not strong enough.

Being able to defend against such a terrifying offensive without collapsing can only be said to be interesting enough for Prince Haramad. This kind of energy defense standard is definitely the top energy defense equipment in the Star Consortium.

The devastating scene of this round of bombardment scared everyone... Although the high-level executives discussed the collective bombardment of the demon starship at the beginning, at that time, no one could have foreseen the scene after the real gunfire. The energy of the Dao gathered together, and even turned the entire unrecognizable Krokuun land into a scene illuminated by scorching rays of light. The dissipated energy even evaporated the magma in the entire Krokuun underground.

At the moment when the white, tragic, hot light was projected, all the people protected by the energy shield lost their ability to speak, including those heroic spirits who were hardly affected by emotions. , Everyone has a feeling that is close to facing death.

That kind of horror that can make the hairs of the whole body stand up just by looking at it, that kind of indescribable perception, at this moment, the people who survived the attack of the demons truly realized the strength of the Burning Legion.

This is just the starship formation of Argus, and Argus is only the base camp of the Burning Legion in this star field. There are said to be nearly 20 planets like Argus in the entire star field controlled by the Burning Legion. The combination of that kind of power has already exceeded the limit that ordinary people can imagine.

The Burning Crusade is definitely not just Sargeras' nightmare, his Burning Legion has enough power to accomplish all of this... Yes, the Dark Titan is terrible, but the Burning Legion... can't be underestimated.

The pale, destructive, terrifying light curtain lasted for a full 3 seconds on this dilapidated planet. During these 3 seconds, almost no one dared to take a big breath, as if they were afraid of offending the muzzle of the puffing gun. The scorching flames, and the power that makes people want to go crazy.

But less than 10 seconds after the destruction of the stars went out, those star lights were rekindled again, and those rising and lit star points in the night sky represented the rekindling of the destruction fire. At this moment, everyone's breath Nervous again, they looked up at the shield above their heads that had cracks, the light curtain, and the bulge that protected everything. Everyone was praying.

Light, elemental, whatever the hell, come on! Quickly show your endless might and protect everything that is about to disappear!

Please!

"Look, this starlight of destruction! The power of this legion!"

Kil'jaeden grinned grimly at Velen, whose neck was strangled by his claws, his dark green eyes shone with a special look, "Then tell me, Velen, how should you resist all this! How should you resist?" How to stop this destructive power?"

"Let... let me go!"

Velen struggled, the violently vibrating holy light entwined in Kil'jaeden's hand like a flowing liquid, the scorching light and the shining green energy in his hand could violently collide, erode, and annihilate, making the great demon Feeling the pain too, he laughed, and his outstretched fingers suddenly bent down.

"boom"

Tens of thousands of rays of light fell from the sky, hitting the energy shield that was too thin like a heavy hammer, and the energy shield was almost collapsed at the touch of a touch, but at the moment when the destroying rays of light continued to penetrate deeper, a rapidly expanding The Shield of Holy Light appeared before that light.

"Don't think! You don't want to destroy all hope!"

Velen... is the old prophet. The scorching holy light almost penetrates the sky and the earth at this moment. This is probably the first time that the calmest holy light in the old prophet's body has been inspired to such a degree. A wall of energy covered with holy flames and holy patterns.

"Ahhh!"

Kil'jaeden stepped back clutching his burned arm, and Velen, who had regained his freedom, opened his hands. At this moment, the triangular golden holy light and the holy holy pattern floating above his head reflected his body like a golden messenger descending from the sky. Same!

That is where the strongest will and energy are. The holy pattern emerged from his old body, and with an absolutely tough posture, he blocked the triangular holy shield from Valagar and the entire Krokuhn Mountain Range.

"puff"

Old Velen spit out a mouthful of blood at this moment, he struggled, under the sweeping beam of light full of destructive aura, he used his staff to support his body, his skinny, old body was almost pushed to the extreme by him!

"No...I won't allow it!"

"I will not allow you to trample on hope! I will not allow it!"

The triangular holy radiance was like a shield, frantically blocking the front of the main cannon bombardment, persisting for a full 3 seconds, at the moment when the destructive beam of light disappeared, Velen's body softened, and his staff fell to the ground. , even if it is a demigod, blocking such an attack would be too shocking.

He was lying on the golden dome of Valaghar, breathing weakly, blood gushing from his mouth, his pale beard and eyebrows were disheveled, but there was an incomparable peace in his eyes, Yes, he knew that after blocking this attack, he might be killed by Kil'jaeden, and maybe even if he escaped for a few seconds, when the next main artillery attack came, these creatures and the last The Pure Land still cannot escape destruction.

But he had to do this... Although he told Kil'jaeden before that he would rather Argus be destroyed like this, but at this moment, Velen still couldn't pass his own test, he couldn't just watch the destruction of this world , unable to watch his hometown, even if it was once the hometown suffered the final devastation.

The most important thing is that he cannot let Kil'jaeden destroy the belief he has insisted on for tens of thousands of years, and he cannot just watch innocent and brave lives wither before his eyes... He cannot allow this to happen, so he would rather Take your own life to be a reader once.

Fortunately, he won the bet.

"Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!"

Kil'jaeden walked up to Velen in a rage, grabbed his weak body, his terrifying eyes widened to the extreme, and angry flames spewed from his nostrils.

"Bastard! Are you proving your bravery to me in this way? Are you proving your love for this world in this way? I won't allow it! You won't be allowed to die so easily! Damn it! Come back to life!" "

The great demon roared crazily, his back was like a raging devil, Velen struggled to open his eyes, his body had lost all the strength to resist, he looked at Kil'jaeden, a hint of pride emerged from the corner of his mouth smile,

"No, Kil'jaeden, you won't win...you and I both know...you won't win!"

"Win? I don't care if I win or lose!"

The big devil took a deep breath, raised a finger again, and the main guns of hundreds of starships were recharged, and the destructive starlight bloomed again,

"I will let you see with your own eyes that everything you protect is ruthlessly destroyed by me. You will never, never try to change everything. I will win! Velen! I know...you will lose!"

"boom"

Fingers bent, another round of hot white light exploded in the sky, and this time, no one could save them... Hatton closed his eyes in pain, and at the last moment of his life, he breathed a sigh of relief, finally... Finally, the most humble wish has come true. He will die in battle with honor for this world. It's just a pity for these young people, the last hope of Argus.

"Who is that!"

"No! Don't go!"

The roar of the heroic spirits woke up Hatton suddenly. He opened his eyes and saw a dazzling blue lightning rushing towards the destructive light that descended from the sky.

Thorim knocked Varimathras back with a hammer. He glanced back at his comrades and the desperate creature. He took a deep breath, turned around and rushed out into the sky.

"No! Thorim, come back!"

Freya knew what her companion was going to do, she shouted loudly, but Thorim's eyes were stubborn, and there was an indescribable tenderness in the deepest part of his eyes.

"Sif... on the day you died, I had lost all hope of living, but the heavy mission made me carry forward. The mountains of Ulduar became so difficult without your footsteps. Bear…"

"The mission is coming to an end, my Sif...you have waited too long, I will come right away...I miss you so much..."

"boom"

Thorim closed his eyes, as if welcoming his own glory, and charged head-on at the beam of destruction that fell from the sky. In order to ensure the maximum attack power, all the attack points of Kil'jaeden overlapped. At the point where Thorim collided with the light.

The scorching heat, the endless burning and pain, melted Thorim's body at the moment of contact, but he couldn't feel the pain. In the vast white light, he seemed to see someone wearing a light green robe. , the female guardian who chuckled at him, that was his former love.

"Sif...I'm coming..."

The guardian's core was completely detonated at this moment, and the pure titan energy formed a thick energy barrier in the air as much as possible, but compared with the attack of the main cannon, it was too poor, and it only persisted for less than 1 second It shattered, and the light continued to descend.

A second figure appeared in the light.

Hodir, the King of Winter, the eternally silent King of Winter, once killed Tyr as Loken's accomplice. Although no one blamed him after regaining his sanity, the unspeakable sense of guilt has been weighing on Hodir. Dill said in his heart that he did not have such a touching story as Thorim, but when his world needed him, he would still devote himself to it without hesitation.

"Azeroth...long live!"

"boom"

The destructive light was stopped again, but it firmly broke through the icy storm in the air, adhering to the evil will of the manipulator, it descended crazily and bombarded.

And then the third...

"Courage is never far from us, my existence is for this moment of glory, come on!"

Stovemaster Ignis wielded two warhammers and jumped into the air with all his strength. The oldest Stovemaster brandished his weapons as if to declare war on destruction and evil. At the moment when he was engulfed by the last rays of light, he cried aloud,

"Come on! Let me meet my most glorious mission! Let me meet all of this!"

"Azeroth...glory forever!"

"boom…"

The scorching fire illuminated all of this, and the last ray of light finally faded away. The three guardians used the most glorious sacrifice to prove their adherence to their mission and responsibility, and their noble and great souls.

Kil'jaeden stared at all this dumbfounded, his confused brain seemed unable to think, he couldn't imagine whether these guardians were crazy, why did they do this?

This is not Azeroth!

"Ahem... see? Kil'jaeden, this is my comrade in arms, this is all we have..."

Velen coughed hard, his proud eyes filled with tears, his voice was weak and trembling,

"See? Kil'jaeden, this is the new world that has accepted us! This is their courage, this is their answer to destruction, this is their insistence on life and hope, this is Azeroth! "

"You and your legion, you and your master are doomed...because Azeroth...will never fall!!"

At this time, I think he should shout: This is Sparta! ! !