Xiling Empire

The explosive sound of the sky almost shattered the heavy dark clouds over the rotten ground, and the white beams of light like doomsday interweave into a dazzling grating that ruined the sky. The tide-like undead came from the distance like rolling mud. During the running of hundreds of thousands of undead, the captain of the sentinel felt that the ground under his feet was shaking as if it were about to collapse completely.

The shocking sight in front of them has caused the soldiers to fall into a short blank, they stood one by one, their pupils reflected the white light of judgment sweeping over, hundreds of thousands of undead were exploded Taking up the high altitude scene, even the sentry captain, who is already an experienced veteran, did not respond to what kind of crisis he was encountering.

"It's over ..."

This is the only thought in the heart of the sentry captain after finally reacting from a brief absence.

A shock of this scale, don't say that your poor little outpost, even the Quel'Thalas enchantment in its heyday, cannot resist it?

So it's meaningless to escape at this time.

The huge white beam of light is not magic. As an elf clan who is extremely keen on magical elements, the captain of the sentry did not perceive any magical fluctuations from that amazing light, that is pure light, the purest light, no It's incredible to mix the power of any element. A beam of light will have such terrible lethality. Even the most powerful Blood Elf Master can't let a beam of pure light form such an attack, even if He does not use the Holy Light.

Curse?

Suddenly the word flashed in the mind of Captain Sentinel.

是 Is it that the gods are finally provoked by this undead raging world, and are they going to come down to judgment?

突然 He suddenly thought of the news about God's envoy coming to this world not long ago, and then there was a hint in his heart.

That's right, God's messenger came to this world, and saw the undead raging on the earth, and the judgment of destruction was launched under the anger, and a arrogant race such as the blood elves rejected the protection of the messenger and was naturally excluded. The rescue list is out, and now I am afraid that Quel'Thalas will be purified together with the Scourge of the Undead?

"Captain Clossa ... Let's ... run away ..." an unknown soldier snorted, his expression filled with fear.

"Where did you escape?" The captain of the sentry asked lightly, as if he did not care about the tide of undead who was about to settle this outpost and the white light of destruction that was approaching.

The soldier was dumb-yeah, where did he escape?

这 In the face of the devastating impact that swept over and across the horizon, is there any place for Quel'Thalas to survive?

"Captain! Look!"

When everyone was desperate, Torina suddenly exclaimed, and at the same time she stretched her fingers to the sky behind the tide of undead.

Behind the thick dark clouds that are rolling in the distance, a trace of golden light is piercing through the clouds, and then there is a strange low roar, the golden light becomes more intense, and gradually half of the sky The clouds were plated with a golden halo, as if another scorching sun was rising in the clouds.

The Sentinel opened their mouths and looked at the sky that was originally filthy and dark but now gradually filled with golden light. Then, as a shocking scene appeared, they collectively issued an uncontrollable exclaim.

A huge golden battleship like a city-state suddenly broke through the endless clouds, and the strong holy light was projected on the corrupted earth, so that the entire land “squeaked out” the sound produced when the object was scorched, weak and weak Under the light of this golden light, a bit of the undead fell apart so directly, the thick clouds that had engulfed the ghost land for years seemed like a tablecloth cut by a sharp table knife, and exposed it after the huge battleship passed by. Behind the clear blue sky.

This is why the undead fled and ran away. As lower undead without consciousness, they wouldn't originally have the fear, but what if they face an air fortress filled with endless light power?

Under the coercion of the Holy Light, tens of thousands of undead creatures fled to death, and within a short time, they have entered a place less than two kilometers away from this small outpost.

Just when the captain of the sentinel thought that he and others were about to die under this ultimate impact, a voice without any emotion suddenly sounded between the heavens and the earth: "The sand of time goes with the wind, the pendulum stops here and there. See everything, freeze at this never-ending moment ... "

As this sentence came to an end, the endless tide of undead suddenly stopped in a strange place, just like a picture stopped by the magic of water reflection, even the stump of the undead who was blown up into the air. Stopped in the air.

The huge battleship accelerated suddenly, passing the undead army below in a way that did not fit its huge figure, and then the hull that was several kilometers long traversed across from the side of the battleship toward the ghost land. There were countless large and small gun muzzles. When the dead undead finally recovered their freedom, they faced intensive artillery fire even more than the light of the trial just now!

The Captain of the Sentinel finally understood at this moment that this huge golden battleship was not trying to destroy the elven kingdom and the undead behind him, but was helping Quel'Thalas!

当然 Of course he wouldn't know that when he found that hundreds of thousands of undead were moving towards Quel'Thalas collectively under the deterrence of the Holy Light energy, an emperor himself was frightened ...

Fortunately, although as a heavy air fortress ship, the cruising speed of frontier-class battleships is very slow, but with the help of shallow powers and the extraordinary use of afterburners, we finally copied in front of the undead army. , Blocked the enemy's footsteps before the unlucky blood elves were crushed by the overwhelming high calcium tablets, otherwise, this time we should have been extremely windy and the exciting Quel'Thalas salvation battle will become The most oolong killing incident in history ...

Under the dual deterrence of intensive artillery fire and the light warship, the mindless undead army immediately fell into greater chaos. The guy who rushed in front instinctively turned around and escaped, while the undead behind the team still fleeed to the inertia. Rushing forward, a fierce collision occurred between a pile of bones and rotten meat, and the weak undead, which was not very strong, was directly smashed by the strong guy, and they lowered their heads and picked up their scattered heads from the ground or In the arms and legs, more big undead will pass directly from their bodies, flying in the air flying around their heads or other parts of the bones, and in front of the team, the fire is full. Frontier battleships happily turned more undead into free plasma in the air, and the only thing left between the heavens and the earth was the deafening roar from the dozens of main guns, which can be painted in the eyes of the sentry captain and in the end. Tens of thousands of undead souls were completely plunged into unilateral slaughter before the battleships of the fortress class.

Because they are far from the main sphere of influence of the Scourge, the undead gathered in the northern part of the ghost land have few powerful existences, and even the Lich King is too lazy to receive these guys who are large but not much stronger than tofu dregs, and Compared to the millions of powerful undead who are gathering towards our base, they are not even a small team. A medium battleship can destroy them. The only advantage these guys have over the blood elves is that they are crowded. Not afraid of death, but their thousands of puppets are not as good as a demon-assembling force. The blood elves also fell into despair under the siege of these cannon fodder because of the sharp decrease in population and sharp loss after the war. Compared to frontier battleships that are flying in the air and have strong gunships, more than 100,000 low-level undead are definitely not a threat. They ca n’t fly and they do n’t have any long-range attack methods. No matter how much they accumulate, they will not cause qualitative changes.

And even the army of millions of dead who are gathering towards our base camp ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ in fact, it is not possible to defeat us. Tens of thousands of empire mechanical warriors and elite coalitions of all races can completely destroy those fragile ones. Carrion and bones, they can only give us a headache with an amazing amount. If it was not for the time to travel through the ghost land, we can destroy the millions of undead in a more robust way.

But — time is precious, we do n’t have time to fight the attrition battle with millions of cannon fodder for half a month, and they are definitely not the main enemy of our expedition, so in order to get the corpse tide as fast as possible, we only Hit the idea on Quel'Thalas's magic net.

In the deep buzzing, the huge city-state frontier-class battleships slowly landed on the ground that had been completely flattened by artillery fire. Although a few hundred meters away, several surviving blood elf sentries could not help it. Under the coercion of this colossal giant, they took a step backwards. They looked at each other with an unsettled gaze. Finally, as the captain, Clossa reluctantly calmed down his mood and boldly moved forward. Go on.

The sacred energy pervading the surroundings and the surging light on the entire battleship made this blood elf clearly understand the fact that this giant ship was the weapon that the **** envoy on the land of Azeroth was riding on Although the blood elves' awe of gods is far less than their admiration for magic, when facing a horrible **** weapon that has just destroyed more than 100,000 undead in a shocking way, even the most arrogant The blood elves and nobles will also tremble.

And this brave elf sentinel captain is not aristocracy, naturally there is nothing arrogant to say.

The golden light on the battleship of Divine God gradually dimmed, and then an endless figure slowly walked down from a gate above the battleship.