Infinite Heroes Seat

Facing the Wings of Death tightly locked by the Eight Desolate Profound Fire Dragon, Mo Wen commanded the Scarlet Giant to strike with full force without mercy.

boom!

Hearing a loud noise, the entire Mount Hyjal shook, and the violent shock was transmitted from the place where the two behemoths were, and the ground began to jump up and down.

However, after the loud noise, Deathwing laughed arrogantly.

"Haha! Kael'thas Sunstrider, you can't kill me, I am the destroyer of destiny, the terminator of all things, unstoppable, unbreakable, you will eventually die in my hands!"

&｀｀; Mo Wen's brows wrinkled slightly, and the scarlet giant's fist stopped outside Deathwing's elemental armor. Such a strong blow did not actually cause any substantial damage to this armor. Combining the blood of the ancient gods and himself, and then smelting the alloy battle armor, the elemental armor outside of Neltharion's body is strong beyond unfathomable imagination.

Of course, this is not to say that this elemental armor cannot be destroyed. Any piece of Mowen’s treasure that reaches Grade A can break it, but the problem is that it’s indistinguishable compared to the armor that is several meters thick. The treasure seems a bit too exquisite, just like stabbing someone with a toothpick. Although it can be pierced, the wound is useless at all.

He sighed slightly, Mo Wen waved his hand, the Eight Desolate Profound Fire Dragon that had been tightly locked to Death Wings suddenly became red, and the temperature began to rise sharply, and then the Scarlet Giant also pressed his hands firmly on the source substance. Above the armor.

——Squeak!

With the sound of hot water pouring on the iron plate, part of the armor on Deathwing's body began to melt, while the other part began to show signs of pitting corrosion.

"——Ahhhhhhhhh!"

The power of flames and corrosion caused Deathwing to howl fiercely. The huge body struggled constantly, but was firmly suppressed by the Eight Desolate Profound Fire Dragon. Can't turn over at all.

But watching this scene is not happy at all,-too slow! Although using the Eight Desolation Profound Fire Array and the Four Spirits Blood Array, Mo Wen could also slowly refine the Death Wing to death. But this time is too long. Now, in the battlefield of Alliance, Dark Night, and Natural Disasters, no one can guarantee what will happen, and I can't wait for it.

Secretly made a decision in his heart, but Mo Wen flipped his hands and took out a newly acquired treasure.

The treasure can't see the specific appearance, but the whole body exudes a bright golden light.

And under the golden light, all the dragons who were slaying on the battlefield felt their bodies softened, and the power in their bodies was inexplicably dissipated. Some dragons with weak strength even fell directly. On the battlefield.

Deathwing looked at the thing with surprise. Then he exclaimed: "Devil's soul? Why is this thing in your hands?!"

Then he didn't know what he thought of, but he laughed wildly.

"Idiot, this is the artifact I made, and I am the real owner of it. You actually want to use it against me?"

Mo Wen sneered, "You are the idiot. Now I am the owner of it, and now it is different from before. I added a little bit of material to it. You should call it Dragon Soul now!"

Dragon Soul

Grade: a

Category: Treasures for People

The golden disc, which was cast during the War of the Ancients and integrated with the power of the dragon, has extremely strong destructive power and has a strong restraint effect on the blood of the dragon clan.

Deathwing was taken aback. Immediately, he was horrified to find that the Demon Soul, which was supposed to have no effect on him, had also begun to affect his strength in the same way. Its body wrapped in the armor began to weaken, and the strength of the whole body was somewhat unable to make it.

"No! This is impossible! I did not infuse the power of the earth into the demon soul. It should not be able to restrain me!"

Mo Wen sneered, the soul of the dragon in his hand exuded dazzling golden light after another.

"You are not alone in understanding the power of the earth. Thanks to the generosity of the orc warchief, the soul of the dragon is now in a complete form. So Deathwing, you will die for me!"

With a slight force in his hand, the soul of the dragon in Mo Wen's hand suddenly burst out like a burning sun.

"No!"*2

Two roars sounded almost at the same time. One came from the frightened and angry Deathwing in the eyes of the foot of the mountain, and the other came from the Fandral Stag Helmet with a desperate face halfway down the mountain. The latter almost yelled at the same time. Fen recklessly rushed down the mountain. He didn't care about the death wing itself, he didn't care about the death wing itself, he cared about who else could come to resurrect his son after Deathwing died.

However, before the Deer Helmet arrived, the dragon soul in Mo Wen's hand emitted a beam of light and suddenly hit the death wing.

boom!

An ear-piercing roar, boundless light flooded the entire world, a spot of light from small to large, and finally almost half of the battlefield was wrapped in, the soldiers present, whether it is the alliance or the dark night, have lost their vision, and many more The undead wailed directly and was reduced to ashes.

"no no!"

Seeing all this, Deer Helmet almost staggered and fell on the road. For others, the light was blinding and dazzling, but for him it was unprecedented darkness.

But at this moment, a sound like a natural sound came from his ear.

"Cough, cough, you, you can't kill me, Kael'thas chaser, sun chaser, I am the wings of death, the destroyer of destiny! I won't die, won't--!"

The light dissipated, and the miserable body of Deathwing appeared in everyone's eyes. A large piece of the original armor on its body has been lifted, a pair of dragon wings has long disappeared, bright red flesh and blood are everywhere, and an extremely huge hole has been opened in the chest and abdomen, from which you can see the internal organs that are wriggling in the body. .

But even though the body is broken to this point, Deathwing is still alive. It raised its head and snarled at Mo Wen in an extremely resentful tone: "Kael'thas Sunstrider, you can't kill me, and I will end Will kill you!"

As the Black Dragon King spoke, the flesh and blood in its body began to change, piles of disgusting tentacles came out, and they were constantly squirming in its body. With these squirming tentacles, a large amount of flesh and blood grew out again, almost with naked eyes. Visible speed. The injuries on Deathwing's body are actually recovering little by little.

Deer Helmet looked at the scene at this time, only feeling a burst of ecstasy in his heart. However, before he could show it, Mo Wen sneered.

"It's just getting some blood from the ancient gods. Do you really think you are immortal?"

Taking a step forward, the scarlet giant directly inserted his hands into Deathwing's body.

Then I saw two inexplicable suctions circling frantically around those two hands, and the blood in Deathwing began to converge continuously, looking from a distance, it seemed as if two black vortexes were constantly swallowing. The flesh and blood of the Black Dragon King.

The tentacles in the Black Dragon King resisted frantically, but they could not resist the strong suction force. They could only watch the billowing blood flow continuously, and even the tentacles were sucked away by the scarlet giant in the end.

"No! No! You, you can't do this, you can't kill me, you, impossible, impossible"

There was hopelessness and disbelief in his eyes. Deathwing stared at Mo Wen closely, and his mouth kept muttering, but his voice became weaker and weaker.

The blood originally inherited from the ancient **** behind him, Deathwing can be said to have obtained an alternative and powerful immortal body. It can be said that as long as it can't destroy all the blood in its whole body in one breath, it can be reborn again.

It’s a pity that it ran into Mi Wen. Although the Scarlet Giant looks like a manifestation of something, it is actually the Four Spirits Blood Array in essence. For this magical formation that uses blood as its power, . The blood of the ancient gods in Deathwing's body is simply an excellent tonic. A large amount of blood is transported from the scarlet giant back into the blood sea in the Fulong Cauldron, and then it is transformed into a four-spirit blood formation, and the blood of the scarlet giant outside The image is becoming clearer. Gradually began to condense a pair of hideous armor outside the body.

"Stop it! Stop it!"

At exactly this moment, the Stag Helmet who found something wrong happened to arrive. The Arch Druid, who had gone mad for his son, didn't even care about the tens of thousands of eyes staring at him at the scene. A fire of the moon directly hit the blood-colored giant's body, completely solidifying the collusion between himself and Deathwing.

It's a pity that this effort is destined to be unrequited. The moon fire, which seemed to others to be tyrannical and unusual, did not have any influence on the Scarlet Giant at all. It was blocked by the condensed armor outside of the giant's body. The latter didn't even pay attention to the stag helmet, still greedily absorbing the little blood stored in Deathwing.

"Stop it, I tell you to stop!"

Stag Helmet screamed frantically, attacking again and again, but could not stop the last drop of Deathwing's blood from being swallowed.

Click!

Accompanied by a crisp sound that was like a thunderbolt in the ears of the deer helmet, Deathwing's head shriveled because of the loss of blood was directly twisted off by the scarlet giant.

His legs softened, and the archdruid's eyes went dark, and he knelt to the ground.

And the other side manipulated the scarlet giant to lift the huge head high, and the unheard voice immediately spread throughout the battlefield.

"Dark night's choppy, what else do you have, use it all!"

The **** murderous giant, the hideous giant dragon head, the battlefield with flags everywhere and the sun shining diagonally, the scene of this moment is deeply engraved in everyone's minds, that defeated the four dragon kings. The mighty and domineering Deathwing died just like that, without even causing any trouble to the person in front of him.

The night elves were trembling, the Alliance was in awe, and even the dragons were afraid. The idea that they had planned to talk to the blood elves because of the dragon's soul was completely forgotten by them.

After shouting several times, Mo Wen smiled again when no one among the night elves responded.

"Well, since you don't have much success this time, it's my turn!"

Then I saw Mo Wen flicked his hand, a stream of light rushed to the cloud, and with a bang, it turned into a bright red blood elf coat of arms.

A few miles away, in a hidden valley, Solanlian’s eyes, who had been silently gazing at the sky, lit up, and said to a dozen blood elf mages beside him: “Your Royal Highness’s order is here. , Act now!"

Several wizards nodded, consciously surrounded by a pool of water, slowly chanting spells, and with their voices, a little green light in the golden pool of water began to bloom continuously, and after a while, a thick line appeared. The green beam of light can be seen across the sky anywhere in Kalimdor. Boom directly to the north.

Sun Well

Grade: a

Category: Treasures of the Army

The magic fountain created by the well water of the Eternal Well contains incomparable magical power.

Eye of Sargeras

Grade: a

Category: Treasures of the Army

A gem carried by the fallen Titan Sargeras. It has a strong power, and can even sink a continent with sufficient strength.

The Frozen Throne of Northrend. The Anastrian Sunstrider sat motionless on the throne with his eyes closed, like ancient ice. Under its throne, countless undead knelt there quietly, waiting for the orders of their dead.

Suddenly, Anastrian's eyes, which had turned into a dark fire, opened suddenly, looking at the green streamer across the sky in the distance.

"Are you going to start?" The hoarse voice seemed to be talking to himself, but it seemed to be asking something, "My son Kael'thas, what do you want? Strength, wealth, status, beauty, You don’t lack anything. But why bother with the night elves?"

Anastrian whispered softly, and finally looked at the green light not far from the throne, but sighed slightly, "Forget it, these are no longer my business, dust to dust, dust to dust Earth, I just need to do this last thing. As for the blood elves, everything about the blood elves has nothing to do with me from now on!"

Thinking about this, Anastari slowly closed his eyes. In the next moment, a voice crossed the ocean and reached Salorian, who commanded the undead army far away in Kalimdor.

"The time is up, Salorian, you can start to act!"

at the same time. The senior undead all over Lordaeron, Kalimdor, and Northrend shook their bodies at the same time, but a strange feeling surged into their hearts, as if they had suddenly gotten rid of something heavy. Body relaxed for a while.

They are free! The Lich King lost control of them!

An obvious and simple answer, but it took a lot of time for these undead to be determined. The flame that represented the soul in his eyes flickered, and the joy of regaining freedom sank into the dry soul like a clear spring. They can't help but feel happy, but after the joy, they are at a loss and at a loss. The memory in their hearts makes them miss their hometown and relatives very much, but their identity as undead tells them clearly. , They can't go back anymore, they can't find a new place in the vast land of Azeroth.

On the battlefield of Mount Hyjal, the army of Dark Night and Scourge is slowly retreating.

One by one, the backhands were destroyed, and the combat power was not dominant. The dark night and the natural disasters were unable to return to the sky. They could only withdraw their forces little by little, close combat outside, long-range inside, and fight and go, trying to get from the alliance army. A **** path was broken in the siege.

After all, there are still tens of thousands of horses together. The two forces join forces, and Bervard has no good way. He can only command the alliance's army like a pack of wolves, slowly and firmly biting his prey. But according to the current situation, if there is no miracle, the battle will end in the victory of the alliance, but the natural disasters and dark night will also retain a total of about 50,000 troops, not without resistance.

But if the war ends in this way, I am afraid that it will never be able to fight again, because the night elves are obviously going to betray their undead allies.

Staghelm is no longer the commander of the night elves. He could not bear the chance of his son's resurrection and slipped away. The archdruid was like a walking dead at this time, and was easily controlled by the Tyrandeites. Get up, it is estimated that after this battle, it will be given a bow to the alliance as a gift of peace.

Deathwing and its colorful dragon army are destroyed. The revenge of the dwarves and dragons is complete, so naturally I don’t want to continue fighting; the regent of Stormwind commanded the Alliance army to fight a big victory, and it won the face. He won Lizi again, and now he is probably thinking about how to get more benefits from the night elves. As long as the other party is acquainted, they won't continue to fight any more. The Scarlet Crusade and the newly restored Silver Hand are more centered. Many places are placed on the Scourge Legion. As long as the night elves draw a clear line from the undead, it is estimated that they are likely to let go. In the end, only the blood elves are left. The latter is already in a semi-disabled state.

Now the high-levels of Dark Night and the alliance have a lot of understanding about the future arrangements. The intensity of the battle between the two sides has obviously dropped. Although some people still fall every minute, they are more madly fighting than they were at the beginning. It's a lot better, it's almost just a look.

Seeing the night elves' army drifting away and about to leave the center of the battlefield, the Alliance side even began to prepare to put the focus of the battle on the side of the natural disasters.

However, at this moment, Druid Naralex, who was commanding the night elves in place of Fandral Staghelm, was taken aback, because the Scourge that was evacuating unexpectedly made an undue mistake, and many undead stood still. On the battlefield, the alliance's troops easily broke through their own defense lines and entered the hinterland.

Although it is said that because of mutual distrust ~www.readwn.com~Dark Night and Natural Disaster still maintain two unrelated formations, but after all they evacuated together, the distance between each other is very close, so the alliance's attack on natural disasters It also affected the evacuation of the night elves. After all, the low-level soldiers would not rush to the night elves and then take the swords back. The night, which could have been safely evacuated, was completely entangled now, and could only interact with the second half of the night elves. The undead struggled to resist the alliance's attack together.

Naralex jumped anxiously when he saw this, and then saw him staring at the commander of the natural disaster beside him, and roared: "Your Excellency Salorian, you must give us an explanation!"

While being stared at by him, the faint blue fire light in Salorian's eyes lit up, and he walked over with a few steps, and then drew his sword directly in everyone's astonished eyes.

The cold sword light flashed, and Naralex, who was caught off guard, was directly cut off his head.

Holding a sharp sword in his hand, Salorian said coldly: "What do you want to explain, the accomplices of the undead natural disasters?!" (to be continued...)

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