18. We're doomed! The archbishops have disembarked! They're going to wipe us all out! Run!

(Additional update for "Huo Zhengtinghao" brother [3/5])

"Then is that Army of the Light's fleet?"

On the battlefield, Yrel, who had just hacked to death a circle of Qiraji, was stunned as the golden light in front of him penetrated into the center of the earth. As Draenei, who was born in Draenor, the Genedar spacecraft had already crashed before Yrel was born.

This was the first time that this poor child, who had never seen the world, saw with his own eyes the power possessed by his people who were far away in the sea of stars.

This shocked her.

Although old men like Diakum and Velen always talk about their glorious history, frankly speaking, in Yrel's view, Draenei is not really a strong race except for its longevity. She feels that she will definitely have to worry about losing her hair when she takes over as Draenei Clan Grand Executor in the future.

However, after witnessing the opening fire of Light's Judgment, Yrel suddenly realized that he was like the daughter of a large family who had been lost since childhood. Even if he tried his best to imagine, he could not imagine how deep his "family background" was.

This is just a vanguard fleet of Army of the Light. There are dozens of formations like this in Lightforged Fleet.

Now, what is the value of Army of the Light who has fought head-on with the Burning Legion for 20,000 years and can still hold a large star region as his base camp?

With such a powerful fleet as Draenei's backup, wouldn't it be great to be Clan Grand Executor in the future?

Ah!

We Draenei. No, we Eredar the world Invincible!

"Pa"

Maraad's gauntlet slapped on the shoulder of the deputy company commander who was caught in arrogant fantasy. He seemed to see through what Yrel was delusional and said helplessly:

"This is a fight, so take your mind off it. Look! The starship dropped Teleportation Beacon. Quickly bring people to join the Lightforgeds. They are about to launch Charge."

"Oh, okay, okay."

Yrel is still immersed in the shock and confusion.

Commonly known as "numb".

She followed Maraad towards the Teleportation Beacon closest to them, and the Mag'har Orcss behind them also followed. They actually didn't have much feeling about the Eredar spacecraft.

Isn't it just a gem spaceship? It's as if no one has seen it before?

Isn't there another starship that failed to crash on our Nagrand? We Orcs have worshiped it as Holy Land for hundreds of years, but this thing is really handsome when it is suspended in the sky.

The Teleportation Beacon smashed down by Army of the Light is triangular, just like the Holy Light faith emblem of Eredar.

The thing roared to the ground and spread outwards. Mechanical fixed piles were driven into the sand, and then a team of fully armed Lightforgeds appeared on the road sign in a flash of light.

It is the standard Army of the Light assault formation.

Led by a commander, twenty Lightforged Veteran serve as the main body of the assault, equipped with a six-meter-tall golden Lightforged War Mech to provide fire support, and five Zealots as forwards.

The so-called "fanatics" are actually an upgraded version of the Immortal Guardian structure used by Draenei. It is driven by the core casted from the souls of the most fanatical war veterans after their death. In order to be more adaptable to different battlefields, these fanatics are shaped into small lightweight structures that even look a little thin.

But the black technology of Army of the Light is enough to ensure their assault power and carrying firepower.

With Tempest Keep's military strength, such an assault team can scatter a hundred at a time, so Ruins of Ahn'Qiraj and the surrounding quicksand battlefield will be filled with triangular cursors flashing.

As the elves and their demigods, Trolls and their Loa God watched with big eyes and small eyes, the group of "Mars soldiers" suddenly refreshed in front of them was like aliens landing.

After landing, he did not communicate with friendly forces. He activated his super powerful fighting instincts on the spot, transforming into the ultimate Holy Light macho man one by one, killing the bugs and howling indiscriminately.

"Captain Fariya!"

Maraad rushed over with Yrel. He was overjoyed when he saw an acquaintance. He stood at attention and saluted the majestic Captain Fariya holding Lightforged Spear, and reported loudly:

"Draenei Clan, Hand of Argus Legion First company commander Maraad is reporting to you! Please return to the team."

"Good! Very energetic."

Fareeya was also very happy to see people from her hometown. She waved her hand and said jokingly:

"The little one back then has now become the real Warrior. Yes, Malderan Commodore will definitely be proud of you. Maraad, you and your army of servants will move forward with my team.

Huh?

Who is this Lightforged?

Why haven't I heard of the Draenei Clan and the other Lightforged?"

"My name is Yrel!"

Yrel also stood at attention and saluted, and said nervously to the super majestic senior in front of him:

"Although I am young, I still carry the legacy of Guardian Naaru K'ure the Crown! I will do everything for the Draenei Clan Consecration!"

"Did K'ure the Crown also die?"

Fareeya shook her head regretfully, and then "Crescent Blade" raised her war spear and pointed it at the chaotic swarm of insects ahead. She shouted sharply:

"Did you hear that? Army of the Light warriors, we have lost another noble Guardian Naaru. The disasters in the star sea are chasing us, but we are not afraid. Let's spread our anger on these Dark Entity and help Vigilant defeat the enemy!"

"For Holy Light!"

Lightforged roared, and they turned on Avenging Wrath almost at the same time.

The wings of the golden saint Lightforging caused the hot light to reverberate and overlap. In the fire of the round Lightforged War Mech holding Arbiter Heavy Cannon high, these true meanings The "veterans of the eternal war" carried Lightforged Glorious Spear with Army of the Light ribbons, and launched a determined "Holy Light Waaaagh" against the defeated bugs.

Yrel and Maraad have worked really hard, but they really can't keep up with the terrifying speed of Lightforged.

It's like an unsheathed Holy Light sharp blade, sprinting forward as smoothly as a hot knife cutting through butter.

Ordinary bugs were directly trampled to death, big bugs were stabbed to death with a spear, elite bugs called Holy Light to be burned to death, and lord bugs were crushed to death by Lightforging Mech. There was nothing that could stop them, not to mention the four small frigates that had also opened fire in the air to clear the enemy troops in front of the ground troops.

Mag'har and Warrior were really chasing after them with all their might, but they could only make sure that they would not fall behind.

"Are these Lightforged and Draenei really the same species?"

Gaiara, who was riding Dire Wolf, said to Garrosh next to him with fear on his face:

"If Blackhand and the others started the war, the Draenei on the other side would be a guy like this"

"Don't be stupid."

Garrosh admired the veterans' slaughter with ease and even close to "Art of War" with an expectant and eager attitude. He whispered:

"If these Lightforged landed on Draenor, Blackhand, they would have been conquered by power and transformed into a servant army. Who dares to launch a war against such a guy? But it's awesome!

This is the kind of Warrior I want to be! This is the army I want to lead!

Their Holy Light exploded like anger, and their will turned into power. Did you see it? Gaiara, this is the highest realm our Mag'har Warrior should pursue!

They are engaged in an eternal war with the devils, and it is simply a paradise for the Warriors."

"Poof"

Just as Garrosh was sighing, on the battlefield close to Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, the ground fire of Light's Judgment's secondary gun had just stopped. Swarm Lord, who was running away with a serious burn, was accidentally pierced by the crystal blade of Lightforging that fell from the sky, and was cut into four parts in a graceful spinning chop.

Diakum Looking at the familiar figure appearing in the light in front of him, he grinned and said to the guy who stole his prey:

"I haven't seen you for more than 20,000 years, Tramon, your swordsmanship is still so sharp."

"I work hard day and night to make you proud when we meet again, my mentor."

The silent Holy Light Sword Saint Tramon was still dressed as before. He covered his face with a special battle mask and half-kneeled to Diakum with a crystal blade that had killed countless demons. He said loudly:

"Army of the Light"Enemy Breaker"General, Hand of Argus veteran! Lightforging Sword Saint Tramon requests to return to the team, Commander Diakum, please allow me to fight with you today!"

"Permission to return to the team! Tramon, I appoint you as my assault adjutant! But you see, I am also a Sword Saint now."

Dick waved Flame Blade in his hand and said:

"In the darkness ahead, there are many Swarm Lord who are afraid but unwilling to leave. Their god of darkness is frightened. It is asking its relatives to resist the conquest of Holy Light for it. What a coward.

I really want to see the growth of my disciples over the years, so do you want to compete in swordsmanship?"

"Of course, that's exactly why I'm here."

Tramon showed a smile under his battle mask.

But when he followed Diakum into the temple stairs that had collapsed into a rift under the blow of Light's Judgment, Saint Light Sword whispered:

"Fareeya and Sovos sent me here to warn you, sir. A'dal the Exalted is protecting us and can barely keep our spirits normal, but Twins Archbishop has been fighting beside Mother of Light all these years, and their thinking has been affected by the paranoid Primal Naaru.

They think that you may be at risk of falling into darkness if you walk on the road of Light-Shadow Twinborn, so after meeting for a while, they may."

"It is human nature that they have been walking in the Blinding Light for 20,000 years, but they have not yet dropped the Light's Judgment on the head of my old friend who is suspected of being degenerate. This shows that they still maintain considerable sanity.

In fact, I was already prepared for that Light's Judgment beam to hit me, and I was "Light Burial"."

Diakum waved his hands and said:

"As for how they will ultimately judge whether I am pure or not, that will be left until the battle is over.

Tramon, I am not here just for this Old God. When you get close to me, you should also feel the throbbing of Argus Heart. We must be here, Execute, a creation of the void, in order to find the right for Argus Lord to meet his sisters.

Star Soul exists in this world, just like our hometown."

"No wonder."

The big Sword Saint touched Argus Heart Pendant on his waist. The light in his eyes became colder and he said:

"Then let us fulfill Argus Lord's desire as soon as possible, sir, just like we did in our hometown. This time, I will take the lead for you!"

Another triangular Teleportation Beacon hit the battlefield of Ruins of Ahn'Qiraj, and landed right next to the "Three Auspicious Treasures".

Those were the three Qiraji lords. Although they were enlightened by the void and gained wisdom and strength, they did not turn into human forms like other insect-men. Instead, they still maintained the form of Hybrid Insect, with different colors and round shapes that looked quite happy.

But that tank-like body, ferocious mouthparts, and the violent soldiers and insects they command are among the few armies on the battlefield that have not yet been defeated.

Perhaps it is because Hybrid Insect lacks emotion and thinking. Under the orders of the nest master, he only knows how to attack wildly without fear of casualties. He can even confront the Sandfury Troll warriors led by Lightforged without falling behind.

But the Teleportation Beacon fell in an awkward position.

It was too close to Swarm Lord and killed several guardian insects when it fell. With the golden light Gleam, two tall ladies Eredar, one black and one gold, appeared in the road sign.

The two maintain the same long curly hairstyle, the same robe and windbreaker decoration, the same crystal high heels, and even the same Crystalforged Staff. Even their faces are very similar, and they are both the archbishop leaders of Army of the Light.

The One The only difference is the color of the robes and the temperament of the two.

The elder sister Saloras is the sage Holy Light who is good at using the power of the mind. The younger sister Oreses perfectly combines her talent of fire with the blessing of Holy Light and is a mage archbishop.

The two did not bring any guards, so they were noticed by the three Lord Bugs the moment they appeared.

They watched keenly that the two Eredar archbishops had weak auras and were obviously in a state of unrecovered serious injuries. If they dared to set foot on the battlefield like this, huh, they were looking for death!

Among the "Three Auspicious Treasures", the "father" Lord K'li moved his sharp mouthparts and claw blades in the billowing jets of poisonous clouds to tear these two guys apart, while the "mother" Princess Y'alki supported her "husband" with the spiritual power given by the God of Darkness.

Its vicious compound eyes stared at the two Eredar, putting the fear from Old God into their hearts.

This attack immediately attracted Saloras's attention.

She felt like a basin of warm water was poured on her face. Although it didn't hurt, it was very uncomfortable, so she shook her head and took a step back.

Her younger sister, who was connected to her heart, took a step forward, waved her staff, and the blazing Holy Light sky fire turned into roaring holy meteorites and fired a volley at the swarm of insects in front of her.

The scorching holy flame shield was also propped up casually, and amidst the splashing of hot golden lava, my sister gained time to cast the spell.

Saloras held the staff in hand and prayed and called to Holy Light. The invisible spiritual power lifted her up into the air. The corners of her exaggerated robe and heavy windbreaker automatically moved without wind, and even her long hair fluttered.

An invisible storm is forming! And Archbishop Saloras is Eye of the Storm.

The magic taught by Mother of Light turns the power of the soul into a storm that destroys all things. With her as the center, all life in the entire area, including the Trolls warriors, feel that their spirits are being torn and crushed, and the terrifying echoes in their spirits are like an invisible sea monster swallowing sea water here.

The Recklessness brainless bugs in front of me were dying one after another under the sweep of this invisible spiritual harvest.

"Rewind!"

Lightforging Grand Magus Imira used group teleportation to send the Trolls Warrior people in front to the rear. She waved her Lightforging staff to smash the flying insects that came over bravely, and reminded others:

"The Archbishop's "Mind Storm" is coming, hold on to your will!"

"Boom"

The next second, Mind Storm, which exploded after a short period of accumulation, swept across the entire field.

Like an invisible sickle slashing through, an entire Hybrid Insect was wiped out silently in just a few seconds. The concentration of spiritual power on Material World caused an explosion that formed a roaring sandstorm that rolled in all directions.

For a moment, sand and stones were flying around, making Sandfury Troll unable to see the battlefield ahead.

Dark Prophet Zul, who projected his spirit here to observe the battlefield, felt his eyes go dark. Old Trolls spat out a mouthful of blood tremblingly, waved to Talanji who was supporting him and said:

"It doesn't matter, we just lost a voodoo incarnation. The leaders of Lightforged are two Force demigods! Their power is so terrifying, God Chosen who are suspected of being in the Force, these Ancient Eredar are really outrageous."

"Sister, are you okay?"

Amid the furious swirl of sand, Oreses in golden robes asked in a low voice. The sage in black who fell on the ground waved his hand and said hoarsely:

"It's not dead yet, but C'Thun is enraged and throws Mind Protection Tower down. Its Dark Power is about to explode! Sister, arrange for Lightforged to guard the rift leading to the underground. The corrupted mind of Thousand-Eyed Demon is shrouded there, which is a place where no ordinary person can set foot.

Come with me!

Commander Diakum is right there."

"Do you need a break?"

Oreses said worriedly, Saloras shook his head and said:

"No, we must rush there immediately!

I can no longer see his back in the light. He is walking in the gap. Lightless Ritual has opened. Only one of him and C'Thun can survive! But if he absorbs the power of the void of C'Thun, maybe he will fall into Sea of Darkness forever.

Let's go.

Let's bring Commander Diakum back."