Kazzak, You're a Fucking Idiot! My Big Brother Is Waiting for You on the Streets of Shattrath-Come If You Dare, and He'll Rip Your Hood Clean Off!
(Added update for "Huo Zhengtinghao" brother [13/15]. The title is too long to write)
The golden beam of light lit up above Karabor Temple like a magnificent gauze, which was Naaru releasing its power in the light Ethereal Song, just like a war-related signal. While the city shield was raised, Draenei Garrison Commander and the rangers were mobilized to climb the city wall and start more cautious patrols around the city periphery.
Lady Kara has just returned to the world of light from darkness. It is not in its prime state. In addition, it has been conducting Lightforging Ritual for Hand of Argus veterans recently, which makes Naaru a little "out of breath" at this time.
Even if he received the "plague warning" sent by Old Anzu's communication, it would be difficult for Kara to cover the entire city with his demigod defense.
That thick light curtain is solid sacred energy, like a Lightforging city wall guarding the core city of Karabor Temple, and the people on the periphery are transferring to it. After experiencing the "Dark Star Kara's Fall" incident, the spirits of the Draenei civilians in this City of Faith have been forged to be extremely tough.
They were not panicked by the upcoming war. They took their children and supported their families and followed the Priests to the city in an orderly manner. They also loudly encouraged the heavily armed Garrison Commanders and rangers, and asked them to kill several Felblood Orcss to pay homage to the Talador compatriots who had sacrificed their lives on the battlefield.
Especially when Demon Hunting Master Arantien appeared with a team of Assassin Court guards dressed in black, the crowd burst into cheers.
People shouted the name "Demon Hunting Master" loudly with admiration.
In order to express their respect for the Dark Hunter, they also specially changed it to Thalassian.
It makes sense for Draenei to love "Demon Hunting Superstar" Arantien who just debuted in Karabor Temple. They all know that it was the arrival of this alien Demon Hunting Master that uprooted the dark cancer hidden in this city in a short period of time.
Judgment against those traitors is fully open to the public, so the people can confirm that there will never be any unjust, false or wrong cases when this master catches the devils.
They've been really screwed over by these devil-worshipping dogs for a while.
You think about yourself living your own peaceful life happily at home, and a cultist pops up out of nowhere to arrest you/your children/your wife/your mother/your dog and sacrifice them to the devil to please those dogs. Who can bear this?
Those scoundrels who steal dogs are very good at hiding, and ordinary Garrison Commander really can't catch them.
But when Master Arantien came, the world of Karabor Temple suddenly became clear. No matter how deeply hidden the devil believers were, they could not hide from her keen perception.
The iconic long ears rotate like antennas, showing her lightning-quick agility!
In short, because of Arantien's extremely high "recognition" and fair style, Karabor Temple attracted a wave of fans during her "secondment work". In addition, Archbishop Nali intends to create "Golden Brand" of Assassin Court, and specially promotes Arantien, a "friend from another world", as the poster girl of Assassin Court.
I don't know where the archbishop found a third-rate street writer, and he wrote the story of Illidari's willingness to sacrifice himself for the great cause of hunting monsters thousands of times, earning enough tears from this group of emotional Draenei old men and old ladies.
How can this Tama form Assassin Court?
This is clearly pushing Arantien to appear on the Draenor stage in the name of "in order to save Draenei's friends and fight against the Burning Legion, so he decided to debut on the same spot."
But regardless of whether this method is outrageous or not, the effect is very good, so much so that when Arantien comes home from get off work every day, he will find a pile of thank-you letters from Draenei at the door of the dormitory, occasionally mixed with a few disgusting love letters.
Well, this proves that Draenei is indeed full of emotions, and it also proves that Eredar's "romance" is innate, and they know how to appreciate the beauty of the soul. Finally, it also proves that the birth of those "Havorosen" is not just due to coercion and war.
So, are you blue-skinned hoof people sick?
Arantien, who was leading the Assassin Court Warriors towards the outer city with an expressionless face, was complaining crazily in her heart. Her inner demon was also ready to seduce her to "open up" on the spot and change into a demon form to open the eyes of these people. I guarantee that after they see it once, no one will write you a disgusting love letter again.
But how to say it?
Although the Illidari and Slayers no longer care about other people's evaluations of themselves when they embark on this road of slaying demons that is destined to be difficult and so lonely that they are not understood. The hostility and vigilance from their own tribe have already made them realize the harshness of the world. But if the people they protect can speak kindly to them and show enough care
So when Demon Hunter is risking his life against the demons, maybe in addition to the cold heart of hunting, there will be a burning heart due to recognition in his heart, right?
Those lonely people are not born to like to live alone, maybe what they want is just a gentle smile from the world.
"There's the smell of Fel here. They're already here! They're right here."
The moment he entered the outer city, Arantien raised his hand.
The Assassin Court Warrior behind them immediately drew their weapons and dispersed in combat mode under the orders of their temporary commander.
The warning of the battle was also transmitted to other areas through the signal flares fired by the hunters, but Arantien did not smell the strange aura of Felblood Orcs, so she judged that those who sneaked into the city should be the magic wolves under Annihilator. Those greedy and evil magic wolves are best at launching such hunting raids that come and go without a trace.
But Karabor Temple is guarded by Naaru. Ordinary demon wolves cannot cross that thick and hot Lightforging barrier. This also destined them to enter the cruel mode of the "Colosseum" once the battle in the outer city begins.
More importantly, according to the intelligence sent back by Shattrath City, the shameless Felblood Orcs is likely to launch a plague attack.
A "half-demon" like himself is not afraid of those weakening plagues, but once Draenei behind him is infected, he will immediately become weak.
There is currently no good cure for that plague, which means that this war must be accompanied by the tragedy of constant attrition.
Fortunately, in Draenei, City of Faith has deployed an exaggerated Anikent Crystal Tower defense line with powerful structures, and in Arantien, it tracks the traces of the magic wolf At the same time, she could "see" Captain Immortal "Guardian Qualarm" Quaram leading other steel Warrior to patrol the outer city in preparation for war.
These big guys who are not afraid of pain or plague are as powerful as the War Ancient summoned by Druid in War of the Ancients. They are destined to become the core unit of today's battle.
"Bass"
As the sharp blades clashed, Arantien pulled out the double blades behind him amidst the increasingly thick Fel aura.
That was no longer the Crescent Moon Blades she held after entering Draenor. The pair of hunting blades made of magic steel had been with her for too long. They were so worn that they even needed to be recast with Fel.
Although the damage of the weapon does not affect Demon Hunting Master's fighting rhythm, Draenei's friend, who is kind, generous, and most importantly, is indeed rich, obviously will not let his foreign friends use such weapons to fight demons.
They carefully crafted new weapons for their new friends and gave them to Arantien, who originally wanted to refuse, in the name of "Assassin Court Special Combat Allowance".
The shape is still Crescent Moon Blades designed by the elves to respect the moon. The whole is made of the Blackrock Clan ore extracted from Gorgrond. In The Moon Blade handle and main body are inlaid with Draenei's most proud magic gems, so that these weapons have a certain amount of Holy Light damage when they are not infused with Fel's swing.
The sharp blades of the two Moon Blade are also inlaid with the sharp claws of Annihilator Lycantos, which greatly enhances the destructive power of the pair of Moon Blade. Ability, it was Warden Diacum's trophy, but Saint generously gave it to Demon Hunting Master as a tribute to their ten thousand years of demon hunting career.
The Shamans also applied elemental blessings to the pair of Moon Blade, allowing Arantien to continuously accumulate "Wind Step" during the battle.
This is even more powerful for Demon Hunter, which relies on high mobility and swift combat.
Although Arantien does not have Character Card and cannot identify the grade and quality of the gifted pair of Moon Blade, she can be sure that the potential of this pair of weapons is comparable to the legendary Warglaives of Azzinoth in the hands of Master Illidan.
I can't even fully exert the destructive power of this weapon now. After all, it is a weapon made of demigod materials. I still need to fight for a long time to synchronize it perfectly.
Of course, this weapon is not given for free!
Archbishop Nali's abacus was very precise. Arantien not only served as Assassin Court's "honorary Demon Hunting Master" but also directed the elite Warrior to dig out the traitors., she will also serve as the "demon knowledge instructor" for Garrison Commander and the Ranger class, teaching the demon hunting tactics Illidari summed up in thousands of years of hunting to Draenei's Warrior.
It's a fair deal and absolutely necessary.
Arantien also believes that teaching these Draenei can also severely hinder Burning Legion. In fact, even if there is no such exaggerated reward, she will definitely be very interested.
The One Unfortunately, after she met with Velen, both Great Prophet and other senior officials rejected the "bait" tactic she proposed.
What a pity!
If even one-third of those little stories about "Velen X Kil'jaeden" circulated in the sea of stars were true, I would be fully confident that I could use old Velen as bait to lure the Conqueror Kil'jaeden into this world, and then summon all Illidari members to complete a wild hunt with brilliant results on Draenor.
"Huh?"
Even though her mind was spinning a thousand times, Demon Hunting Master's automatically operating hunting instinct was still frantically warning her at this moment. At the moment when tearing claws suddenly appeared around her and covered her body, Arantien pulled out four or five afterimages in place with a terrifying maneuverability that Draenei could not match.
The blade dance was accompanied by several turns of "Annihilator's Twin Blades" Slashed Strike. When Demon Hunting Master's flying black cloak closed around her body again, she was surrounded by the magic energy of three heads whose necks were cut off Ghost Wolf.
But one guy escaped Arantien's death pursuit!
The latter screamed and retreated, and the smelly demon blood kept dripping on the ground. The Draenei ranger at the height had already opened his bow and fired an arrow, piercing Crystallized Explosive Arrow into the opponent's body and causing an explosion. However, after the pungent smoke, everyone could clearly see the shape of the guy.
"What the hell is this?"
Shantok, a high-level hunter named Combat Adjutant who was appointed master of Arantien, exclaimed:
"Is it some new breed of devil?"
"It's Dark Spirit Worgen!"
Arantien said coldly:
"Annihilator not only has Ghost Wolf Pack under his command, but those beasts also have their own commanders. Annihilator selected wild hunters among the elf followers of Polluter and gave them the blessing of the dark wolf spirit, transforming their bodies into werewolves.
Be careful!
The destructive power of these Fel werewolves is much more terrifying than that of Ghost Wolf Pack, and they are naturally able to walk in the shadows. They are the most deadly assassin group under the Burning Legion."
As he finished speaking, Arantien chased the humanoid monster and killed it.
A moment later, he came back with a ferocious head that was no different from that of a demon wolf. At this time, the battle in the outer city had begun one after another. In addition to the howls of the wolves, there were also the roars of the werewolves that made the blood run cold in the veins.
It's like these humanoid demon wolves are leading the wolf pack Charge into battle.
Hunter Shantok quickly jumped to a high place and looked out. In just a few minutes, the entire outer city of Karabor Temple was covered by the running footsteps of the demon wolves.
They shuttle back and forth between shadows and reality, on the streets, on the eaves, and even jump on the destroyed Auchenai Crystal Tower, like a black turbid current without warning, heading towards the holy barrier in the center of the city from all directions.
But Draenei's battle stronghold in the outer city did not go silent.
During Shantok's viewing with Eagle Eye, she could clearly see that her compatriots fought with supreme bravery against the invasion of demonic wolves, especially those Immortals, whose every powerful sweeping blow sent the surrounding demonic wolves to meet their wolf spirits.
Annihilator's wolf pack is vast, but their individual combat power has no advantage against Draenei. Only those ferocious and cruel werewolf commanders can compete with the well-trained Garrison Commander.
"This amount is too exaggerated."
Shantok followed Arantien as she kept jumping and fighting on the roof. While she was killing the enemy with her jeweled halberd, she shouted at Slayer, who had raised her sword and dropped it:
"How many wolves are there in Annihilator?"
"There are as many Annihilator's dependents as there are stars in the sky. Don't ask for specific numbers, that is an answer that will make you despair."
Arantien said softly with a hint of sadness:
"So many years of destruction and slaughter are enough for Annihilator to spread his wild offspring across the galaxy and become a physical "wolf plague". That is part of Burning Crusade. They always appear in those weak worlds as Destruction Vanguard.
Until the real Silvermoon Wolf Lord wakes up from his dreamland slumber, no one can contain this terrifying "black tide."
"Who is that?"
Shantok cleared away the demon wolves around him with a fierce killing blow. When those cruel guys screamed like dogs and retreated, the high-level ranger asked curiously:
"You seem to know it? Is "Silvermoon Wolf Lord" the god of your elves?"
"Well, Annihilator Lycantos is just the shadow of the wild "Rebellious Moon" Goldrinn's strife, in Goldrinn fought for War of the Ancients for countless days and nights, killing countless demons to gain hope for us. After it went dormant due to exhaustion, it got a chance to be free and therefore joined Burning Legion."
Arantien brandished the knife indifferently, and she said:
"Annihilator is different from other Greater Demon. What it does is only for the purest purpose, which is to prove its existence to Goldrinn and take everything Goldrinn has and replace it. Unfortunately, I have been away from home for ten thousand years, and I don't know if Silvermoon Wolf Lord has awakened.
But I believe that one day, Annihilator will be wiped out in front of the real wolf master and so on!
There is something in the sky.
Just above the clouds!
It's Felblood Orcs, they're coming! Send the signal!"
Demon Hunting Master raised her head and "looked" at the sky. She clearly heard the roar of Two-Headed Wyvern and the sound of flapping wings, but Shantok behind her shouted in shock:
"They were divided into two teams! One team came towards Karabor Temple, and the other team went to the south, which is the direction of Shaz'gul Fortress! These madmen, they want to throw the plague on their own heads!
While they are trying to destroy us, they are also destroying those Shadowmoon Orcs!"
"Because they have united with us, in the eyes of Demon Blood Horde, the brown-skinned Orcs has naturally become an enemy. Even to Blackhand, the traitor is more hateful than the enemy. Well, it is really a cruel logic of struggle, and it is worthy of being the devil's bastard."
Arantien sneered.
Accompanied by the sound of some giant wings flapping, a pair of huge demon bat wings dotted the back of her body amid the surge of Fel. As Demon Hunting Master and Supersonic took off with full force, the surrounding hunters all heard the roar of the mighty commander:
"Keep fighting! Slayers, I will clear the airspace for you! Be careful to avoid the plague."
"Sign up K'ure Alliance and Battle Standard to send a signal to our friends!"
Shantok also ordered:
"Anzu promised Lady Kara that its crows would assist Karabor Temple in its aerial battles to ensure those canisters of plague do not fall in our cities."
The instructions were quickly executed. Just as Dragonmaw Clan's High Overseer Mogor was descending with his well-trained flying dragon knights to prepare to airdrop deadly plague cans, a Demon Hunter with huge bat wings was coming towards him and entered his queue.
As soon as the terrifying thing struck, a Two-Headed Wyvern screamed and fell to the ground.
This Demon Hunter also posed in the air!
The huge bat wings set off her petite body, but when the hunting magic marks on her body were really lit up by the power of Fel, even Felblood Orcs like Mogor could clearly hear the inner demon laughing like Arantien.
A dark and violent aura enveloped Demon Hunting Master, and the rapidly rising aura meant that she had finally broken the seal.
DH is turned up!
Demon form, turn on! Sacrifice halo, turn on! Fel power, turn on! Slayer and Dark Power, turn them all on for me!
"Look me in the eye! Bastard!"
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In the hoarse and low roar, the thick Fel turned into burning Eye Beam and splashed from Arantien's eyes.
Just like the hot Fel butcher knife ignited all the surrounding Orcs and flying dragons in a VanCleef sweep, the extremely violent fighting posture is really more evil than the devil, and what is even more terrifying is that these lunatics feed on devils!
The Orcss who drank the demonic blood seemed to see their natural enemies for a moment. Seeing that the wild hunter was about to massacre them in the air, Mogor immediately ordered the group to disperse.
No matter how fierce you Demon Hunter are, you have to kill them one by one!
I have two formations of dragon knights here. By the time you catch up with us, Karabor Temple will have already been drowned in the sea of plague!
"Ha, how scared must the weak Blue Skins be to find a monster like you to protect them?"
Dragonmaw Clan Warlord taunted, driving his huge flying dragon leader to speed up and fly towards the city ignited by the war below.
He and his flying dragon knights saw the tide of destruction composed of demon wolves sweeping across Karabor. Those strongholds of Draenei were submerged in the madness of the demon wolves, and they looked like rocks struggling to withstand the tide.
Countless demonic wolves were attacking the shield held up by Naaru, causing the glorious barrier to splash with layers of water waves.
It's just a mutilated Naaru. How long can it protect this city?
"Victory must belong to Horde!"
High Overseer roared and slashed at the net bag under the saddle, causing the plague jars in it to be smashed down from the air like bombs. They fell on the outer city of Karabor and exploded among the demonic wolves. The deadly Plague Spores would not be infected with demons, but these demonic wolves running around were enough to bring them into every part of the city.
Red Scourge will destroy the entire Draenei Clan. When the Burning Legion of Great Chieftain Blackhand advance into this city, what will the weak Draenei. No, the miserable Broken use to stop the battle ax of Demon Blood Horde?
They are dead!
"Croak"
The strange chirping of birds interrupted Mogor's thoughts of victory, making High Overseer turn around in surprise, and then his eyes widened, and he saw a flock of crows leaping down from the sky like a black storm.
The cunning and weak crows croaked, and the mysterious and cold ravens issued arrogant provocations. The Dread Raven guarded by them were like heavy fighter planes flapping their wings, with each Dread Raven on its back. The back was full of Arakkoa of the Midnights who were croaking and screaming. Those sinister people held bone claw magic weapons but they were fighting Skyreach. The night and the sun intertwined Battle Standard.
The dark "Wing Storm" has not even approached yet, but High Overseer feels chills!
So many crows!
A single bite from one of them would be enough to chew him and his flying dragon into bones in an instant. Aren't these horses a flying "piranha swarm"?
"Quickly retreat!!!"
Mogor's voice has changed its pitch.
As Dragonmaw Clan's bravest Warlord, he has been riding a flying dragon to soar in the sky under the leadership of his elders since he was a child. No one understands better than him what disaster this terrifying crow feather storm sweeping across the sky will bring to the sky knights.
Their Two-Headed Wyvern is not powerful enough to face such a large number of birds and still win.
"Woooooooo"
The low retreat horn sounded across the sky, and Orcs were about to run away. However, Mogor rushed too fast. He turned around and let the flying dragon flap its wings with all its strength, but it could not accelerate to escape immediately.
When the first crow squawked and pounced on his neck, he knew he had to make a decision.
"Feilong, I wish you good luck."
He patted his loyal car, turned over and jumped off the saddle. While rolling in the air, he saw the flying dragon being attacked and bitten by a flock of black birds.
He heard his own flying dragon screaming in agony and fear, and like a storm of blood splashing from the air. When Mogor opened his cloak to slow down and fall to the platform of Karabor Temple, he was horrified to see that only the white bones of his flying dragon were left falling from the air.
Higher up, his fellow compatriots and their flying dragons soon suffered the same fate.
Dread Raven carried the crow Arakkoa and circled over the city. Arakkoa Claw Priest chanted the name of Anzu and threw all kinds of shadow spells to the ground. Apexis Crystal, which had been infused with Blinding Light, was dropped like a bomb by them, causing bursts of explosions in the tide of demon wolves, giving the fighting Draenei a little breathing space.
Arakkoa actually joined forces with Draenei?
Mogor's eyes widened, but soon Orcs stood up from the platform on which he fell, limped close to a demon wolf and jumped on it.
So what if two weaklings unite?
Arakkoa The number of people coming tonight is too small to save this city! Didn't you see that Naaru's light shield has cracks?
Ha, Karabor will be burned in the fire of war today!
"Boom, boom, boom"
But before the unlucky High Overseer could express his anger by riding a magic wolf to kill several Draenei, a low sound of war drums sounded near the light shield that he judged to be cracked just now, which immediately aroused Mogor's curiosity.
He looked back and saw a blazing light rapidly approaching the battlefield on the front where Naaru's shield was "torn open".
The demon wolves that rushed into the light shield did not let out murderous roars. On the contrary, Mogor clearly heard their screams, as if they were hit head-on on a hot anvil, unable to save at all.
He opened his eyes wide, trying to see clearly what was in the light rushing into the battlefield from Naaru's shield, and soon he was able to fulfill his wish.
When the first gem Battle Standard floated in the light, even High Overseer held its breath at this moment.
That's not a glorious Battle Standard!
In fact, it is covered with blood stains and has patched cracks on the flag. It looks like a weather-beaten antiquity at first glance. In fact, there is the badge of the Krokuun person on the Battle Standard, which proves that this Battle Standard comes from the Argus Final Battle 25,000 years ago.
This horse is Battle Standard. It is clearly a "holy relic".
The problem is that the writing on this Battle Standard is decorated with Ancient Eredar runes and the emblem looks like a blood-stained red hand!
That's the emblem of "Hand of Argus"!
Hand of Argus Legion's ten thousand-year-old veteran comes out!
"Hahaha, there are only thirty people!"
Mogor laughed wildly:
"There are only thirty of you, how dare you face off against the endless demonic wolves! Hahaha, you Draeneis are out of your mind, you deserve to die!"
Yes.
There were only thirty-one thousand-year veterans who broke out of the shield with that ancient Battle Standard.
They were the only ten thousand-year-old glorious veterans left by the Draenei Clan after twenty-five thousand years of exile. They wore their own ancient armor and held ferocious demon-slaying blades. Under the leadership of Hunter Ristallan, they strode out of the sanctuary of Naaru in a "lonely" manner.
However, the closer they got to the demonic wolf that exuded Fel's aura, the more majestic and majestic the thirty-one people became. Until Ristalan swung his armor-piercing war hammer in the explosion of Holy Light Vow, crushing the Fel werewolf that rushed towards him, his aura finally crossed the boundary between mortals and legends.
Behind him, the glorious veterans who fought among the demon wolves also completed the "explosion" one after another.
High Overseer people are stupid.
He saw with his own eyes that these thirty-one veterans who came to die turned into thirty-one "legendary demon slayers" in the blink of an eye. Everyone shouted an oath to fight to the death, and the Hand of Argus Battle Standard carried behind each person also echoed with the extremely hot Holy Light, shining like tigers and wolves into the black sea of Blinding Light of the demon wolf.
This horse is the thirty-one legend!
Even if you try to pull the entire Draenor and Orcs legends together, there won't necessarily be so many of them!
"It's been twenty thousand years. Argus, it's been twenty thousand years, and your most fanatical children are finally back. It's a pity that Doom Lord didn't come to provoke us in front of the battle today, and then he was hacked to death by Master Vigilant. I always feel like something is missing."
The hunter who serves as the commander of the glorious veterans wields a war hammer.
He looked at the scorching holy pattern on his arm. He and his Warriors had completed Lightforging Ritual just ten minutes ago, and none of the thirty-one people had failed. This proved that their perseverance for so many years had finally paid off.
Their supreme commander is back!
The demon-slaying field they dreamed of is back!
The Demon-Slaying Oath given by Holy Light that they fanatically believe in is back!
Now, even these inexhaustible and inexhaustible sea of demons are back!
Ah, the glorious era of demon slayers has finally arrived again after more than 20,000 years.
"Hand of Argus soldiers!"
The hunter raised his war hammer high in the hot glow brought by the lighting of the sacred pattern. With the enthusiasm, excitement and eagerness to try that made the demon wolf tremble, he shouted:
"Vigilant said that the legend of Light Butcher has been forgotten by the new generation of demons; Saint said that our people can no longer remember the sacred decisive battle of Argus!
Then today
Let us incarnate as Light Butcher and bring them the forgotten things of the demons! See the reverberation of the Argus sacred fire to the people again!
Activate your Argus Heart!
Let our hometown watch us kill enemies for it, let Argus be proud of us!
I command!
Today you must fulfill your duties, Demon Slaughtering Target has been issued, 999 for each person! Ah, sacrifice your head to your hometown, and sacrifice your blood to the Holy See! Kill!"
What responded to him was the roar of thirty Hand of Argus veterans.
They were already unstoppable in their incarnations of Lightforged Veteran. When their respective Argus Heart artifacts were activated, these so-called endless demon wolves in front of them were only left to be slaughtered. It was like the waterfall of Holy Light turned into a majestic punch. The killing glow of each punch was enough to make those demon wolves fly away.
After seeing with his own eyes a legendary demon wolf lair owner being beaten to death by a hunter with three hammers, Mogor turned around and ran away without any hesitation.
I can't stay here any longer!
Blue Skinss are crazy!
They used Lightforging to create thirty-one trumpet sizes of the lunatic demon-slayer Saint!
Those sick veterans don't look like they are slaying demons at all, they look more like they want to wash the world with the wrath of justice!
Ah, damn, Great Chieftain Blackhand and the whole Horde seem to have underestimated them.
It seems that I accidentally provoked something terrible.
"Bang"
Moon Blade, exuding an eerie chill, fell from the sky and was inserted in front of Mogor.
Amid the ferocious roar of the falling giant, Arantien, with its wings folded, completed its tribute to the leader with the "Brother Egg same style rappelling".
When she re-opened her wings on the ground, two miserable Orcs skulls were thrown at Mogor's feet.
Demon Hunter's Spectral Sight looked past the timid Orcs and "looked" at the glorious veterans in the rear who had launched a bloody massacre. At this moment, she was finally satisfied and saw the true unsheathing of Holy Blades under Diakum the Saint's command.
"Oh, Hand of Argus's demon slayers are really terrifying! With such seniors, it's no wonder Army of the Light can withstand the demon's expedition. I was able to find the perfect ally for Lord Illidan, but as the representative of Illidari, I can't embarrass my hunting group in front of them."
In demon form, she "looked" at Mogor and said:
"So, half-demon, where are you going?"