The luminous humanoid rushed toward the frail Orcs.
A glint flashed in the skinny Orcs's eyes, and powerful Arcane energy gathered in his hands.
Nexus-Prince Shaffar, was prepared. He once again sent out dozens of Void Beacons, which formed a purple, flowing humanoid shape.
"Arcane energy, I'll accept that too."
Holy Light Arcane were both countered by Shafar. In desperation, the frail Orcs summoned magical golems to hold off the two humanoid figures.
Ethereal has already climbed the pyramid, breached the final defenses, and it seems the Node Key is about to fall into the Ethereal's hands.
The skinny Orcs gritted his teeth, deciding to stop hiding his strength, and lightly stomped his foot.
More than a dozen Portals appeared around the pyramid, extending numerous tentacles that coiled around the Ethereal at the top of the pyramid like venomous snakes.
The tentacles are dark green, covered with sharp spines, and coated with a layer of green venom.
An Ethereal was entangled by tentacles and turned into powder before it could even make a sound, disappearing without a trace.
Nexus-Prince Shaffar was taken aback:
"This is the Heart of Zangar. Who are you? Why is this Titans Relic in your possession?"
As an Ethereal had survived for countless years, Shafar possessed considerable combat experience. As he spoke, he had already devised a strategy in his mind.
The Consortium, composed of Ethereal, is a professional smuggling business Alliance in the universe.
The Ethereals ' proudest technology lies in their understanding of space, to the point that they are willing to modify themselves.
The bodies of Ethereal are composed of countless tiny spatial particles. Once shattered, they disappear and recombine within their ecological dome, making Ethereal very difficult to kill.
Countless Void Beacons burst forth from Shafar's body, coalescing into a black sphere.
The black sphere possessed a powerful suction force, drawing in the emaciated Orcs and countless vines.
This is a binding magic that can temporarily banish enemies.
The emaciated Orcs let out a defiant scream. The instant he was sucked into the black sphere, he shot out a vine from his hand, which entangled Nexus-Prince Shaffar.
Shafar struggled to break free, but ultimately could not resist and disappeared into the black sphere along with the thin Orcs.
At the top of the pyramid, a group of Ethereal worked methodically and successfully breached the final defense.
The Node Key was about to fall into the hands of the Ethereal, the Mag'har Orcs Law Enforcement Forces whispered among themselves.
Having made significant sacrifices, only to have the Ethereal ultimately benefit, how could the Mag'har Orcs be content with that?
Gormash's stern gaze swept over the crowd, filling the air with murderous intent, and all the Orcs fell silent.
However, there were exceptions, a few unusual Orcs whispered among themselves.
"I knew the Ethereal were unreliable. If the Node Key falls into their hands, it's like throwing lambs to the slaughter."
"Nexus-Prince Shaffar has disappeared. What are we waiting for? Now is the best time to strike."
Suddenly, a burst of Flames shot out from the crowd.
An Arakkoa let out a sharp howl, wielding a fiery red longsword, and pounced on the top of the pyramid like a whirlwind.
A robust Tiger Person, on all fours, leaped more than fifty meters in a single bound, and in a few leaps approached the pyramid, its sharp claws gleaming coldly.
Two tall figures suddenly appeared.
One was a towering Gronn, a massive figure, striding forward. Several Orcs, unable to dodge in time, were trampled into mincemeat.
The smaller one was a Cyclops, its single, jewel-like eye emitting a beam of light. At the top of the pyramid, an Ethereal was shattered into dust.
Another ferocious-looking Ogre appeared, floating in the air to cast a spell.
The Orcs Law Enforcement Forces were thrown into chaos and scattered in all directions.
Seeing that things were going badly, Gormash vanished, possessed the body of an Orcs, and silently escaped.
The bigwigs of the Shattrath City Lower City their move, and only Akama wisely hid in the crowd, quietly retreating with the flow of people.
Akama had a premonition that the struggle for the Node Key, such an important Titans Relic, had only just begun.
The Arakkoa Gorol Anzu, Teebu's Fervor Longsword, Execute an Ethereal in half at the waist.
Almost simultaneously, the Tiger Person's claws tore open the body of an Ethereal.
Gronn, Cyclops, Ogres raced to the top and easily dealt with the Ethereal on the pyramid.
Fervor light shone in the eyes of the Arakkoa, Gorol Anzu, as he excitedly muttered to himself:
"The Node Key is ours! The great Savior Thrall has been saved! Our era has begun!"
Gorol Anzu reached for the Node Key, suddenly his vision blurred and an Orcs appeared in front of him.
"Court death!"
Gorol Anzu was enraged, Teebu's Fervor Longsword slashed at the Orcs from an uncanny angle.
However, the Orcs neither dodged nor avoided the blows, letting the longsword strike his body, the golden light bursting forth, yet he remained unharmed.
"The power of the Holy Light... were you sent by Shattrath City?" Gorol Anzu asked in alarm.
With a flash of golden light, a two-headed Ogre appeared at the top of the pyramid. With a gentle wave of its hand, the enormous Gronn and the Cyclops turned into lambs.
Upon seeing this, the Ogre Mage floating in the air immediately realized something, his expression one of awe, and he descended to the ground, prostrating himself in reverence.
"The royal magic of the Gorian Empire —I am willing to serve you with utmost loyalty."
Anachronos also Blink at the top of the Altar, radiating a terrifying dragon's might, a chilling aura that rendered the Tiger Person immobile.
Velen laughed as he climbed the pyramid, reaching for the Node Key: "Haha, this trip was worthwhile; I finally obtained a Titans Relic."
A sigh was heard:
I thought I wouldn't need to lift a finger.
Velen was shocked. Golden Holy Light quickly enveloped his entire body, and he withdrew his hand at the same time.
A human wearing a metal mask appeared, and he calmly walked to the top of the pyramid, his feet seemingly Void.
"I have no intention of being your enemy; I am only fulfilling a promise. Give up; you are no match for me."
Anachronos and his companions were on high alert. The Node Key was floating right in front of them, within reach, but none of them dared to reach for it.
Durotan, unwilling to accept defeat, took his Battle Axe from behind his back and swung it fiercely at the man in the metal mask.
The man remained calm and unhurried, making no move, and Durotan's hand suddenly went empty; his Battle Axe had been snatched away.
"You're quite amusing," the man said, pointing at Durotan with a laugh. "For my father's sake, I won't hurt you. You'd better watch yourself."
A gentle force lifted Durotan, Durotan flew off the top of the pyramid and landed lightly on the ground. He tried to stand up, but found his body limp and powerless.
Velen's eyes widened. "The smell of Fel... You're from the Burning Legion?"
The man looked at Velen approvingly. "As expected of Eredar Prophet, so sensitive to Fel. Let go, the Node Key doesn't belong to you."
"The Node Key shouldn't belong to the Burning Legion either."
A gentle voice appeared, and the man suddenly raised his head. The spatial node shone brightly, and Naru Adar slowly floated in the air, with dense holy light descending upon him.
The man calmly replied, "A'dal, we have the same goal. Damn it, if you swear to use the Node Key to rescue Thrall, I'll back out immediately."
"Who is your backer?" A'dal asked.
"What kind of backer?" the man asked, puzzled.
"You don't even have a backer; you're just a lone wolf in the Burning Legion. Perfect timing to kill you and claim credit."
A figure flashed, and the elite troops of Shattrath City appeared below A'dal.