Stormwind God

Countless stones infested with green evil energy are passing through the empty battlefield guarded by the Dragons, and thousands, even hundreds of millions of rays, are falling on Azeroth.

Allied heroes are staring at this scene in the tomb of Sargeras through the solid projection of Kil'jaeden. They can fully imagine what the sky looks like at this moment on the land of Azeroth, which is both spectacular and terrifying.

Every light spot is no longer just a fortress fragment. Infused with the power of Supreme Sargeras, they will become large and small hellfire giants as part of the Burning Legion when they fall to the ground.

In the Elwynn Forest that is scattered throughout the industrial area, Lordaeron was reborn after the destruction, and in the snow-capped Northrend Frozen Throne, in Darnassus, which has not changed forever, began to grow after the robbery The splendid valley with green grass is on the broken beach burning with the flames of war, in every area on the planet Azeroth.

When people looked up, they saw Sargeras overwhelmingly large.

In the scene where the dazzling light of destruction came, after countless hellfires entered the atmosphere, their own flames merged with the flames generated by high-speed friction to form a long tail flame. The sky that has been covered by evil and cannot see the stars falls.

As if a rain of flames.

It was the glory of the end, the despair before the destruction of the world.

As if the Burning Legion had destroyed millions of planets.

Doom is coming!

There is no other force in this world that can resist Sargeras.

Not to mention the following people and soldiers, even the Alliance Command located in Naxxramas, are filled with pessimism and despair.

"Oh my God! The Pantheon is already empty."

"Our hero is stuck in the tomb of Sargeras."

"Even the greatest hero Duke and his commando have no news."

"How can we get rid of such a situation on our mortals alone?"

Many sisters have sobbed in whispers, and even the strongest military officers couldn't help shaking.

On the battlefield, the old Mogleni clenched the hilt of his sabre, and his nails penetrated his palms, bleeding.

Brigitte Abides, Marshal Tie Qing, clasped her horns with one hand, and touched the armor on her belly with one hand, and said nothing. There is a little life there.

The Prince of the Storm Kingdom Anduin Wrynn burst into tears, looking up at the sky "Father! Uncle Duke! Don't you say you want to end this long battle of righteousness and evil in your hands? If you can really show Miracle superhero! Then let me see the miracle born again! Let me believe it to the end! "

Not many people can see that at the moment there is another wonderful scene in the void battlefield, that is the dragon, countless dragons. If tens of thousands of dragons fly over a certain alliance capital here, they will have the same effect as covering the sky.

They spread their wings and silently swept across the void battlefield.

They stormed, and the countless wreckage of the legionary warship was knocked up and shattered, as if screaming to leave the synchronous orbit of the planet, and was sucked down by the gravity of the planet Azeroth.

They are five-colored dragons!

Legendary creature that has been guarding the Azeroth sky for 25,000 years.

A beautiful green dragon looks into the distance in the void, which is the direction of the planet Argus. Ysera muttered to himself, "Duke, get it done! Or I'll take a step first."

Beside her, a slightly smaller black dragon flew past.

Ysera heard the voice of Onyxia's whispering soul, "Bastard master! Shameless master! If you lie to me, you will lie to the end! I am a villain, I ’ll be your horse for survival. Do n’t let me It's not finished until the end! Then I might as well rely on the Burning Legion early !? "

Complaining, complaining, flying to the target, but not slow at all.

Not only them, in the snow-covered Northrend Keel Wilderness. The dead dragons, who had been sleeping for countless months, stood up, crawled out of the grave that should have been their place of sleep, raised their heads to the sky, and made a silent cry.

Countless death dragons used shadow energy to give them flying ability, rushed into the sky, and stormed towards the Dragon Sleep Temple. Because there is the only giant portal on the surface of the planet that directly reaches the void battlefield.

Uther, the third generation of the Lich King and the strongest paladin of this life, rides on the largest skull dragon. He led the Bone Dragon Army to fly side by side with the living dragon from the Temple of Dragon Sleep. He will take the lead even in the face of the super-fallen Titans that the power of the world cannot match.

Even the sheer number of dragons cannot match a real Titan.

However, the dragon swarmed across the void and flew in the direction of Sargeras' head.

At the other end of the planet-synchronous orbit, the huge fortress of Ichelen moved its orbit for the first time since its completion. In the huge and empty headquarters, only the mage who has become a spirit body is busy manipulating the fort.

On the command seat, Tuduo, who was supposed to be the guardian of the planet, Khadgar, was smiling. As the core of the demon net, as a disciple of the Medieval Master Medivh, he is now fully capable of letting his spirit escape from another planet in the universe.

But here he was born as an Azeroth and died as an Azeroth ghost!

That's right!

Even with the inevitable destruction, there are still the last soldiers in this world!

In the tomb of Sargeras, Kil'jaeden regretted it.

Because after a short pause, all the guardians, the **** of the wilderness and the heroes of the Alliance once again attacked him.

"Why? You idiots! All face despair and destruction! Why not ask for mercy? Kneel down! Both kneel down to me! Both Lord Sargeras and I are magnanimous, as long as you are loyal to the Burning Legion, you can continue to live Go on! "

Of course, Kil'jaeden had thought about defending Mingzhe, otherwise he wouldn't want to run at the beginning.

However, he has never failed in the past 25,000 years. In just 36 years, he repeatedly encountered a wall in Azeroth. Various plots failed. Even the most trusted deputy, Eredar Twins, took refuge in the abominable Duke. Marcus, consecutive failures have sickened his mind.

He was too eager to see those enemies who had given him defeat and frustration bowed at his feet.

It was this obsession that ruined his last lifeline.

He didn't run for the first time, which allowed Odin to seize the opportunity and throw a powerful light spear that broke his portal. .