New Order of Azeroth

The huge roar caused everyone to enter a state of temporary deafness. Even the legendary King Wa and Bolvar were shocked enough.

The soldiers were shocked to the point of bleeding, their spears and shields scattered on the ground, and the soldiers with poor physical constitution fainted directly.

The smoke and dust generated after the gunpowder explosion buried the entire Stormwind City in a layer of haze, which was dotted with Deathwing's flesh and blood and various corruptions.

After the corrupted matter came into contact with real matter, more corruption was produced.

The mages and priests of Stormwind City had to take action. Arcane magic and holy light emerged one after another, and the corruption was gradually contained.

Bolvar asked his cronies to escort the countess down to the city for temporary shelter. He held his sword and shield tightly and stared at the figure at the center of the explosion.

King Wa stood side by side with him. Once this huge black dragon landed on the ground, they were the first line of defense.

...

The Cathedral of the Holy Light in the very center of the city.

A prayer room was secretly built deep underground, something even Vanessa didn't know about.

At this time, Archbishop Fao, who had become undead, and Calia, who was holding the artifact staff Wrath of Holy Light, blocked Archbishop Benedictus' way.

Archbishop Fao's eyes were extremely cloudy and his facial expression was even stiffer. He made a gesture of listening.

Then he nodded with satisfaction.

He asked: "My student, I heard that when this defense system was built, you agreed and even used part of the church's funds. Does this mean that you are still bright in your heart?"

Is that my outward light? I was so angry! Is it still too late for me to take back what I said?

Of course, Archbishop Benedictus would not say such shameful words. In order to allow him to pray to the void smoothly, his private prayer room has the effect of isolating external interference. Now, no matter how loud the sound of gunpowder explosions outside is, it will not affect their conversation. .

He sneered: "Light? Faao, your so-called light has been burning your body. Your new disciple, our former Queen of Lordaeron's staff has only accelerated the burning speed. It is like this every day. What’s the point of persisting! Faao! What’s the difference between you and me! How much cleaner can you be than me in front of the light!”

"Teacher! This..." Caliya was shocked. She didn't know that the wrath of the Holy Light could cause harm to Faao, so she couldn't help but stand farther away.

Archbishop Fao waved his hand gently, indicating that it didn't matter.

He looked at Benedictus. His most proud disciple had been having a very unhappy life recently. He had been tortured several times. His teachings on the Twilight Trial had been changed again and again. He was still sleeping a while ago. He vomited blood and looked very bad at this time, especially when he found out that the Twilight believers he had worked so hard to recruit chose to stay put this time and sit in the tavern drinking and chatting. Forget about that bad thing.

Running back and forth on my own and working relentlessly seemed to turn into a big joke in the end.

"My student, I said back then that you are most like me. You are wise, far-sighted, and have unimaginable tenacity. Come back, and the Holy Light will accept you again," said Archbishop Fao.

"Hahaha——!" Benedictus couldn't help laughing loudly: "Holy Light? The Holy Light brings only pain to this land! Your loyal disciple, Tirion Fordring, is wreaking havoc on the undead. Did you accomplish anything great when you were there?"

He pointed at Calia: "No! If it weren't for Her Majesty Calia's good sister, Tirion Fordring, who you say is loyal, upright, and has all the virtues in the world, would still be studying how to eat maggots in the Eastern Plaguelands!

What is the use of your holy light? It’s okay if you have it, it’s okay if you don’t have it! What did your holy light do to the undead and to Lordaeron? Aren't you just like a mouse, hiding in a dark sewer to survive? "

His voice became louder and louder, and finally his disguise was completely broken, revealing the void energy that was as rich as heavy ink.

Although this void seemed to him not powerful now, he knew that he could no longer turn back.

Calia holds the artifact Wrath of Holy Light tightly. Her recent studies have allowed her to understand the Holy Light to a higher level. At this time, she already has the level of a high-level priest, and with the artifact staff that perfectly suits her, even if He is also capable of fighting against legends.

However, today's protagonist is still Archbishop Fao, and her role is more of a support.

Faao sighed: "Then I can only deal with you today. As long as I deal with you, the Holy Light Church will remain pure and the church will develop better."

Benedictus said with a ferocious smile: "Old man, let me see what the void has given me!"

The next moment, the rich power of the void and the Holy Light hit each other. The two completely opposite energies collided, causing a huge earthquake that spread from the prayer room to the outside world. Then the new Holy Light Cathedral collapsed again. Already......

The duel between the two archbishops of light and darkness is not known to outsiders. UU Reading www. uukanshu.net At this time, all eyes in Stormwind City were focused on the sky.

Elementium metal is the strongest and most difficult metal to extract in Azeroth today. The defensive power of elementium metal is unquestionable. The manufacturing process of Twilight believers is also top-notch. This set of armor is even stronger than death. Wings' original dragon body.

However, everything has its limit, and fatigue bombing is effective.

The self-destruction of the Night Elf's elf can kill Archimonde. Deathwing at this time is similar to Archimonde. As long as the power is enough, no tangible thing below the True God can withstand it.

The continuous bombardment made Deathwing feel like he was in a stormy sea. His armor was riddled with holes. The gunpowder tore his muscles. There were more and more wounds. He was like a punctured water bag. The hot blood was mixed with the power of various elements, splashing like magma towards the ground and the surrounding areas of Stormwind City.

The roads were burned through, trees were burned, and tall buildings were riddled with holes in the flying flesh and elemental metal fragments. The trade area and mage area of ​​Stormwind City were most affected by the explosion, and the two areas were almost completely destroyed by the surging elements. With all its power exhausted, Deathwing stumbled into the Valley of the Kings, and all the statues of the five heroes of the Dark Portal were turned into ashes.

Deathwing did not dare to stay on the ground. The Stormwind City at this time really frightened him. He was hit by at least seventy rounds of a hundred large goblin rockets. At this time, his consciousness was blurred and his body was even more weak. He Can't stay here.

He kicked the ground with both feet, and the hundred-meter-long guardian dragon rose into the air again. He staggered and flew towards the east.

Deathwing was driven back, and there was a deafening cheer in Stormwind City.

"Long live King Varian!"

"Long live Stormwind!"

"Long live the Alliance!"

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