This day is a day of great significance for World of Azeroth. Except for the Northern Alliance, who is deeply influenced by Undead Scourge, all other races and forces have sent envoys to Stormwind City and Elwynn Forest, preparing to witness this epic event with their own eyes.
For Iron Horde and New Horde, the current scene feels very familiar to them: they are about to cross Dark Portal to invade another world, destroy them, enslave them, and plunder them!
But there is a big difference. This time they are fully prepared. This time their world in the rear is still prosperous and stable. This time they have a broad retreat.
The most important thing is that the leader this time is not Gul'dan.
Alleria was like a wife who was bidding farewell to her husband on an expedition. She carefully helped Hu Feng organize everything, and then handed him a space ring with Pandaren delicacies made by the female ranger herself.
"Be careful, don't forget Azeroth there are countless people waiting for your return." Alleria said softly with a smile.
Hu Feng kissed her forehead, then turned around and floated.
When the time comes, everything is ready.
Dark Portal suddenly began to spin, and Holy Light, the origin of Soulbinder Tu'ranni in the center, provided Dark Portal with the accurate direction and orientation of its master.
There was a wave of violent and heart-stopping fluctuations, and the rapidly rotating starry sky in the door stopped for an instant, and a world that looked extremely dark appeared on the other side of the door.
"Warrior's coalition forces of Azeroth! My loyal believers!" Hu Feng was suspended in the air in front of Dark Portal, and the voice amplified by magic spread to everyone.
"On the opposite side, there is another Draenor world in another timeline! It is also a timeline that is about to collapse and disappear! But these are not important! We don't need that world! All we want is to start a war! Endless war!"
Hu Feng's roar aroused fanatical cheers from the coalition forces, who expressed their determination in various ways. Humans were beating weapons and shields, Orcs raised their weapons high, and the light on the elves' staffs became more intense.
"We want to plunder everything in that world! Resources, population, and anything of value!"
"Don't be merciful, don't be soft! Our war is just! Us! It's for Azeroth!"
"For Azeroth!"
"For Azeroth!"
"Long live!"
The coalition troops immediately formed a sea of fanatical cheers. Whether it is Alliance or Horde, their armor or robes are all printed with a golden eyeball logo. The flags of the two camps have also become secondary flags, and the Eye of Truth flag of Divine Venerable Sargeras has become the main flag. Only the symbol of the gods is qualified to represent the entire World of Azeroth. Alliance Horde has no opinion on this.
"The time has come, we World of Azeroth's own endless Dark Tides will cross Dark Portal and devour any enemy on the other side who dares to stand in our way!"
Hu Feng raised "Origin of Divine Power, Azeroth Binder" in his hand, surpassing Artifact Staff, and pointed at Dark Portal.
"We are the conquerors, plunderers and destroyers! We are the tide of darkness! Bringing death and enslavement to those miserable enemies!"
"Azeroth coalition forces!"
"Attack!!!!"
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Another timeline, Draenor, Shadowmoon Valley.
The sky is getting darker. Anyone who is not blind at this moment can see the dense cracks and space-time gaps in the sky. This world is not far away from destruction.
Outside Karabor Temple, red tide-like Fel Orcs Horde surrounded this seaside city, which was also the last stronghold of Draenei.
In this wrong timeline, there were no Naarus flying a spaceship to save Draenei, and Orcs was completely reduced to a violent beast after drinking a large amount of Demon Blood.
Soulbinder Tu'ranni rushed around the city wall, treating the wounded soldiers. When he sees any Draenei Warrior now, the uncle Draenei whose name he doesn't know will come to mind, the one who forcibly kissed her but made her feel very at ease and dependent on her.
Turani was now called upon to serve as leader of the remaining Soulbinder Priests. Only priests who are extremely powerful, extremely talented in Holy Light, and proficient in at least two elements can become Soul Binders. Turani relied on her powerful talent to perceive the Holy Light, and mastered the two branches of the priest, Holy and Discipline.
But Draenei still has no hope. The leader Prophet Velen also lost a battle with Gul'dan a few days ago and was seriously injured. Now he can only rely on Priest's non-stop treatment to extend his life.
The roar of Warchief Blackhand came from the city, and the evil Orcs started a new round of attack. They were not afraid of sacrifices and excessive casualties at all. Demon Blood made them lose their last shred of sanity. They Charge like crazy, either dying on the road, or rushing to the bottom of the city wall and starting to climb.
Warlock's Rain of Fire never stopped, and Draenei could only resist climbing the city wall Orcs against the extremely corrosive Rain of Fire.
Turalyon organized several Soulbinder to hold up a Holy Light shield, struggling to resist the Warlock's magic attacks. The remaining Soulbinders were sent to the front line to take Priests to treat the wounded.
Turalyon called for the last time in her heart to the god that she had thought did not exist. Please help Draenei, are gods so cruel? Unmoved by the demise of a race?
And that unknown uncle... If you become a heroic spirit, please bless Draenei.
Her call was finally answered, and there was a sudden wave of terror in the sky, mixed with supreme power.
Space is being torn apart and shattered. It seems like something giant is struggling to come to this world.
The attacking and defending parties on the ground also paused briefly, looking at the strange movement in the sky in confusion.
A pair of big golden hands suddenly passed through the rift in space, and then grabbed both sides of the rift like tearing cloth, and pulled hard!
Through the huge space crack, everyone on the ground saw a beautiful world, a world full of vitality!
besides... Those three terrifying Floating Island islands! The bottom of each island is carved with a giant eye shining with golden light!
At this time, countless black spots appeared on the island. These black spots left the island and quickly headed towards their world.
Soon Orcs and Draenei saw clearly who was coming. It was a black dragon! The overwhelming black dragon!
There are also four different colors of Storm Dragons! Their bodies crackled with the power of storm and lightning.
"Location confirmed! Target Fel Orcs Horde! Attack with the entire army! Leave no prisoners!"
The three giant golden eyes at the bottom of the island suddenly came to life at this moment, and their eyes looked at Fel Orcs Horde. Immediately, three thick golden energy pillars shot down from the pupils, strafing Fel Orcs.
In an instant, more than a third of Fel Orcs's army was killed or injured, but the rest who survived had to face a second round of attacks.
Iron Horde Black Dragon Riderss controlled the machine guns on the dragon's back and began to dive and fire. Fel Orcss fell to the ground like wheat. The surviving Fel Orcs was immediately burned to ashes by the black dragon's flaming breath.
Gul'dan's eyes widened, these Dragon Riders were actually Orcs! What the hell is going on!
At this time, there was a deep laughter in the sky, mixed with the joy of revenge and endless anger.
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