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"Okay, it's time to gather heroes from all walks of life to push the book!"

Fisher didn't expect the 21st Legion to progress so quickly, but the nuclear bomb cleans up the ground, it's cool, but it's a bit troublesome to explain to Ai Jiang.

However, Ai Jiang could endure the explosion of the Well of Eternity. It should be trivial to explode a few nuclear bombs on her body, and strictly speaking, the death energy brought by the undead would do more damage to Ai Jiang.

Because after the fusion warhead is blown up, when the radiation disperses, the spring breeze blows and the heavy rain pours, plants will grow again. However, the land polluted by the power of death will not only grow no grass, but if the creatures stay for a long time, they will also be infected by the power of death. , and finally turned into disgusting things like zombies or ghouls.

If you want to dispel the power of death, you must either use holy light to purify it, or use the power of nature. But now, everyone has a new choice. The high heat generated by the fusion reaction can effectively eliminate the power of death, and the effect is even better. After all, from a certain On the one hand, this is a qualitative change caused by a quantitative change.

After clearing out the bone dragons, which may pose a threat to the next air strike, it is time for the imperial navy to appear.

The heavy bombers on standby outside the orbit entered the atmosphere under the escort of fighter jets, then opened the bomb bay, and used high-altitude carpet bombing to clear the stockpiled iron bombs that had accumulated for many years. , ghouls, or crypt spiders can burn you clean. The entire fleet dropped almost 300,000 tons of incendiary bombs on Icecrown Citadel and nearby areas within a month. This is the result of the Tokyo bombing. Twice the amount, enough for Li Mei to know twice as many Japanese acquaintances.

The entire glacier area is like having a BBQ, and the fierce flames even melted the glacier.

The high-precision sensors on the battleship also captured the situation underground, and the crypt lord who was resurrected by the Lich King was also doomed. And enter.

The burnt ashes were scattered to the south of Wyrmrest Temple in the cold wind, and the guardian dragons could even smell the scorched protein.

After confirming that the entire glacier was basically completely blown up, the 21st Corps' landing operation began to deploy, and the four main Dalian companies arrived on the ground together in the landing module and the dreadnought mecha.

Under the action of the cold wind, the glaciers that were riddled with holes quickly froze into strange shapes, or cliffs, or deep valleys, but they still couldn't reach the advance of the Thunder Warriors.

Occasionally, several bolt guns sounded, it was some undead who did not die for some unknown reason, crawled out from the corner under the instinctive hatred for the living.

It's just that these undead with broken limbs are facing immortal warriors who are also as cold as steel.

There was no fear, no pity, and with the sound of gunshots, these poor souls who were enslaved by the power of death were finally freed.

The company moved forward and finally stopped at the Wrathgate, because their target, the Lich King Arthas, was here, waiting for the arrival of these uninvited guests.

Arthas didn't know who the opponent was, and he didn't bother to ask. Frostmourne slashed down with a howl, causing a wave of death.

"Bump, bump..."

Hundreds of bolts fired at the same time, and all the dense bullets were shot out. Alsace threw out his shield to block the bullets, but these bullets with tail flames still squeezed his shield frantically, leaving him with no time to care.

While the Lich King was fighting the bolters with all his strength, the heavy weapons squad in the second echelon raised their heavy plasma cannons.

Dreadnought mechs and super-heavy tanks also joined the ensemble. In the face of pure firepower, Arthas has no chance to fight back. His attacks are lightning fast for mortal heroes, but he is strengthening his nerve reaction speed. The Thunder Warriors seem to be still too slow. The newly forged alloy power armor with a shield is enough to fight against Frostmourne. As for the strong power of death, it is also resisted by the warband psykers who use the wind of the astral world. The souls of the dead in Northrend were even sent into the astronomical torch by the astral wind, where they will finally usher in their end and rebirth.

When Frostmourne broke into pieces and fell to the ground, a helmet also fell to the ground slowly. This journey of immortality finally ushered in its end.

The fallen Helmet of Dominion was quickly stored in the stagnant time field and sent back to Fisher. Fisher picked up the helmet and looked at it carefully. Even though he was sent to another world, Fisher could still Feel the power in the helmet, but unfortunately before the star torch light, the power of shadow is like ice and snow melting and disintegrating quickly under the scorching sun.

"Who would have thought that this thing would lead to so many stories?" Fisher put the helmet on the table, and with his strength, he easily made fingerprints on the helmet.

"Throw it into the black hole!"

"Oh, by the way, give that prince a decent funeral. He didn't do anything wrong, it's the world that was wrong!"

After giving instructions to the Prophet, the Helm of Dominion was sent by an Imperial spaceship into a black hole in the world of Mass Effect.

"By the way, there's that sword!" Fisher looked at the Prophet.

"None of us have been recruited, have we?"

"No, your power easily dispelled the curse. We didn't have any casualties, and the priests have all been screened and identified!"

"That's good, let's announce to the world that the natural disaster of the undead is gone, and let those green skins prepare to go home! Azeroth is certainly not the hometown of humans, but it is not their hometown either. Where did you come from?" Wherever you go back, build your hometown if you have the ability, the blacks in the African Autonomous Region work harder than them!"

Fisher is not interested in messing around with that big boss in the shadow world. He is going to save the best Ai Jiang. Get down with Mr. Sa, and then incorporate the Pantheon, and his mission will be completed up!

"Oh, by the way, let those trash from Wyrmrest Temple find Neltharion, he doesn't want to be decent, so you should help him to be decent, and the spacecraft is not equipped with such a powerful tractor beam for them to bowl asteroids of!"

Although Blizzard's writers with cerebral palsy like to make up stories for players one by one, but it doesn't work here with Fisher. The industry has begun to involve, and the boss of that version has to be rolled up.

The Fission of the Burning Crusade is all for me! Let the Lord teach you what it means to be poor and to be interspersed with detours, and to be full of firepower!

It's time for the outside world to understand what imperial power is!

I have one thing to say, I don’t want to write version after version to overthrow all the BOSS and the younger brother, so the next mechanical descent may make some steadfast original party members uncomfortable, but it is what the empire that advocates efficiency and directness should do.