Stratholme God

   Chapter 739 Anubisath

  Darian was holding a strange crystal. When he slowly approached the huge city wall that seemed to be half submerged by yellow sand, the strange huge hexagonal relief on the city wall suddenly burst into earthy yellow brilliance.

   All the light was concentrated on the crystal in Darien's hand.

   Suddenly, the scene in front of me changed.

   It was an extremely psychedelic feeling, as if a veil was lifted, or a layer of fog was driven away.

   Several translucent phantom figures appeared around Darian, startling the young Paladin.

   He didn't recognize the others, but everyone recognized the Fandral Deer Helmet, who was almost two and a half meters tall.

   McDonald said as if he was familiar with the family: "That is the ancient dragon Anachronos in human form."

   Nearly 10,000 people near the gate heard, Anachronos was saying: "We must hurry, or it will be too late."

   Then the translucent Fandral said: "My army cannot stand against Ahn'Qiraj's army, activate your magical barrier..."

   This phantom theater, like a drama, was performed here, and most of the talents suddenly realized it.

   Tyrande: "This is the scene of the Battle of Quicksand!"

   Next, following the conversation between Fandral and several giant humanoid dragons, a fierce battle suddenly appeared in the huge one-kilometer-long open space reserved in front of the Gate of Quicksand.

   All the fighters of the Alliance and Horde were stunned.

   In front of them, reflected in their retinas, two armies are fighting for life and death on this land filled with yellow sand.

   As if someone gave the battle scene a three-second [Silence].

   Immediately, the screams of killing sounded as if the flood gates were opened to release the flood. At the moment when everyone was puzzled, the sky-shattering sound swept in like a tide, washing the eardrums of everyone present.

It was hundreds of thousands of Zerg. Their mad killing momentum could not be expressed in any human language. It was clear that a large space had been reserved. This sudden melee actually filled every inch reserved. place.

   The nearest point is less than 100 meters away from the alliance and tribal coalition forces that are waiting in battle.

   Countless qiraji tanks (chocobos), qiraji hornets crowded with each other, filling all the spaces.

   Even those Qiraji tanks are stacked on top of each other, like a colony of marching ants, all crowded together.

   And what resisted this terrifying sea of ​​insects was just a line of Kaldorei infantry that extended to the extreme east and west.

   This line of troops is so weak that there are only four soldiers in the weakest column. Although these night elf soldiers who have lived for an unknown number of years have extremely superb martial arts, in this crowded environment, hard is just king.

  Only professionals who are truly beyond the realm of mortals can rely on the most simple and unpretentious parry to divert the chelicerae of insect soldiers and perform life-saving dodging in a narrow space.

   This scene made the soldiers of the coalition army bewildered for a while.

  Fortunately!

  McDonald spoke in time, and through magical messaging and amplification, his voice reached the entire front.

   "This is a bug in the gap between time and space. They are all real. You can treat our soldiers as heroic spirits! Shooting cannons will not hit friendly troops!"

The guy with the    Trident was the quickest to react.

   Don't even think about it, just shoot.

   "Boom!"

   Those bugs who were fighting with the Kaldorei soldier's phantom didn't have time to dodge, and were directly hit by the 150mm howitzer.

  Unexpectedly, when these big bugs exploded, it was not the clear sound of cracking carapaces in the previous battle, nor the feeling of exploding pulp, just like the sound of continuous glass shattering.

  The insect chelicera fragments and the body slurry splashed open, giving people the feeling that there was a rain of mud, and countless body fragments fell one after another, leaving no traces on the yellow sand.

   What's more, those translucent kaldorei warriors didn't even notice the falling of the shells, they didn't have the slightest influence. Seeing that the enemy in front of them was missing (blown away), they resolutely rushed to the next enemy.

   In the eyes of the coalition soldiers, the continuous shelling was more like a one-sided massacre.

   The good times don’t last long.

  Some giants seven or eight stories tall appeared.

   They have typical human-like bodies, bizarre dog-like heads, and even more bizarre dark skins.

   Their appearance immediately caused a commotion among the coalition soldiers.

   "Don't be afraid! It's just [Anubisath]! Corrupted and fallen stone giants! The fighting power is not as good as that of mountain giants!"

   The real origin of this thing, only the player knows.

   Anubisath was a structural life created by the origin furnace in Uldum, the Titan Proving Ground. Like the Obsidian Destroyer, he belonged to the Tovir race of the stone giant. Anubisath, as a subordinate of Ra-den, the guardian of the Titans, guards the seal of the ancient **** C'Thun.

  It is a pity that they were finally corrupted by the curse of flesh and blood in the long years, and were subdued by the whispers of the ancient gods, and now they serve their worms.

   Looking at these big guys, sand sculpture players disapprove.

  【Ke Qin】: "Damn, did Anubis from Egypt run here?"

  【Pippi is not a mound】: "Cut, isn't it a dog's head!"

  Standing on the podium of the giant tank, Tyrande was very nervous: "What? Do you want the mountain giant?"

   In her opinion, only mountain giants can fight against it.

   Of course, if you can do without the mountain giant, you don’t have to. Not many are left in the night elves. These mountain giants are already the last mobile force besides defending seamounts.

  You must know that mountain giants belong to a type of earth spirits. It takes more than a thousand years to naturally generate, and then it takes a long time of communication to convince them to fight for the night elves.

   Now that foreign enemies are frequent, the mountain giants really die one less.

  McDonald patted Tyrande on the back naturally: "It's okay, let [Mk6] go first."

   He snapped his fingers dashingly, and in the artillery formation five kilometers away behind him, a giant cannon turret on a railway branch slowly raised the cannon tube. The black hole was not much bigger than the mouth of the young dragon.

  [Wind and Rain Aihua] shouted: "Destroy it! Two or five puppies—"

   "Boom! Boom!"

  Three loud noises, shaking the mountain!

   At the moment of the shelling, not to mention the rails, even the concrete sleepers below made a high-pitched metallic scream.

   In front of the coalition forces, after a few seconds of waiting, a sharp whistling sound was immediately heard.

   Immediately, a large mushroom cloud exploded next to a black giant in front of him, and then an Anubisath was unlucky and was directly hit by a one-ton armor-piercing bullet.

   This black stone giant weighing hundreds of tons flew out in a big font like this, slammed into the wall of beetles, and even dropped his head.

  The coalition forces cheered!

   (end of this chapter)