The battle in the sky has entered a fever pitch as Diakum grabbed the sun and used it as a "warhammer" to hit Devourer of Worlds, but the disputes on the ground also never stopped for a moment.
As the old saying goes, gods have their opponents, and humans have their own wars.
Although the sudden appearance of Devourer of Worlds caused the Demon Fleet and Restoration Army fleets to retreat out of this star field by leaping, the Fel Rift that had been opened in various places of Draenor did not stop operating.
The demons of the Burning Legion became excited because they entered the war mode they were accustomed to and loved. They rushed out of the cracks and started a crazy Fel Waaagh in every area of Draenor.
This was originally part of the war preparation plan of Draenor beings. Therefore, although the planet may be destroyed at any time in the aftermath of the "Outer War", K'ure Alliance and Eredar did not stop fighting.
However, as the war continued, both sides of the war became aware of the entry of the "third party".
The forces of the void have also appeared!
To be precise, they are the group of Voidwalkerss under Dymus.
It is very similar to the scene in the previous battle of K'aresh, because Dymus was forced by the pressure brought by Diakum in the star sea and continuously released its own void energy, which directly caused void fissures to open in the troubled world of Draenor.
A steady stream of Voidwalkerss felt the call of the gods, and they rushed into Material World in groups, trying to imitate their gods and devour the world.
So many Voidwalkers are pouring into a real plane like the black tide of Sea of Darkness. Unless it is a world as outrageous as Azeroth, it is really difficult for other planets to resist it. Maybe Draenor will soon become the second K'aresh.
But when the Voidwalkerss happily rushed out of the void rift, preparing to kill all the flesh and blood here, what caught their eyes was a group of the Burning Legion demons who were drawing knives with the locals.
The demons in the Fel camp were also confused when they saw these Voidwalkers suddenly appearing.
What's going on?
How come there are still void scoundrels who dare to appear openly on your demon uncle's battlefield?
Don't you weak energy bodies know that the original intention of the demon uncles to follow Dark Titan and form the gang Burning Legion is to kill you?
Good, good!
You've come, don't leave, let's start this three-way mess together happily.
The more people there are, the more excited we demons get!
So, under the stunned gaze of the Draenor locals, the demons who had originally rushed to strangle them actually divided their forces and ran to attack those Voidwalkers.
The fight between the two sides was lively, and the intensity of the war even surpassed the fighting between demons and mortals in a very short period of time.
Dymus obviously felt the great pressure brought by Vigilant in the state of Ancient Fury, which caused Devourer of Worlds to continuously release the void energy, causing more and more Voidwalkerss, and even some Void Creatures of other races started to "take advantage of the situation."
The demons were actually suppressed in numbers.
Can this be tolerated?
If they lose against mortals, the demons may retreat. After all, there are still Light Butcher and Void Lord fighting in their heads.
But now we are fighting against the forces of the void!
If we dare to retreat blatantly, all the demon commanders will go to Legion Tribunal.
No choice.
Let's continue to increase our troops.
As a result, more Fel Rift were opened in Draenor, and more demons came out of Twisting Nether. In a very short period of time, they started a desperate struggle with the void forces in almost every part of Draenor.
The Draenor natives who originally wanted to "defend their country and hometown" were pushed out of the battlefield instead.
Oh, that's not accurate either.
After all, whether it is a demon or Void Creature, when both sides fight, they will bring all the creatures on the battlefield to A, regardless of who you are.
Therefore, the Warriors of Draenor quickly made a very stupid decision under pressure from both sides.
They withdrew their respective cities and defense zones. Don't you demons and Void Monster like to fight?
Then let's make room for you to fight!
It's best to beat each other's brains out, which will save us the trouble of slowly cleaning up.
However, this "strategy to avoid war" is obviously just a temporary measure. Now Greater Demon and the void warrior Qiraji have appeared on the battlefield. The intensity of the war between the two sides is still escalating. If this continues, the Draenor people will definitely be dragged into a bottomless pit like this "bloody battle in the abyss".
What's more, the Lesser God war doesn't just happen in the sky
In the ruins of the Gorgrond continent that has completely collapsed, the war between Argus Lord and the Fallen Norgannon is not over yet.
How can we Draenor, who are riding horses, be so virtuous and capable?
Lesser God, who is from four different camps, draws his knife and slices here. Do you really think we are in a big world like Azeroth?
"The world is in danger"
In Nagrand's Elemental Throne, surrounded by the elemental tide formed by the boiling Tiange Lake, the legendary Orcs grandmother Shaman Geyah is praying to World Elements for help.
But the four elements of Draenor are not the Elemental Lords of Azeroth. Their strength is of no use on the completely uncontrollable battlefield in front of them. They can only use their full strength to protect every city under the call of Shaman from all over the world.
However, Elemental Lords is strongly connected to the world itself, so in Matron Geyah's prophetic prayer, the elements very difficultly conveyed a tragic future to her.
Regardless of the outcome of the outer war, the sun in the star sea where the Draenor world is located will be extinguished.
This means that this world will enter the advanced experience of "The Darkest Night" first. What will a world without the sun be like?
The elements tried their best to reflect the possible future in Matron Geyah's mind, and almost scared old Orcs to death.
Nagrand will be covered in frost and wither completely, the temperature of the entire world will drop enough to freeze Clefthoof to death, the elements will be completely chaotic, and the ecology of the entire world will be completely destroyed.
Everyone will freeze to death on the first night when the sun goes out, and that is just the beginning of the disaster. When World Tree Taya'la also dies completely without the protection of the sun, Draenor will become another dead country in the sea of stars.
But the elements don't just scare Orcss, they give solutions.
Orcs must rush to the city of Eredar before the sun goes out completely.
There is Naaru there that can continue to provide them with light and heat for a period of time after the sun goes out, but this obviously cannot last long, so Draenor sentient beings have to find a way before "Great Extermination" completely arrives.
However, there is a war going on outside now!
No matter whether it is the devil or Void Creature, they are frantically adding troops to this world. No matter how fully prepared Draenor sentient beings are for war, there is obviously no more solution in this situation.
People, who are the subjects of war, cannot be conjured out of thin air!
Matron Geyah lamented.
She knew that the four elements had done their best, and she could not unreasonably ask for more.
When she stood up on Elemental Throne with the support of Agna, she heard the roar of the devil, and a Fel Rift opened on the grass not far from Garadar, but before the devils could complete their destruction, holding Against-the-Wind Reaper The one-eyed Orcs Jorin of the E war scythe waved the war scythe and lowered the Brimstone Fire, leading the warriors and Shamans forward to annihilate the group of Fel thugs.
This made old Shaman rub her forehead. She raised her head and looked at the sky. The sun and light flashing back and forth on the dark sky made people dizzy.
That's a battle between gods, and it's only right that mortals can't understand it.
"We need to break out of the encirclement as soon as possible and head to Shattrath City."
Old Matron said to Shaman Agna around him:
"Don't alert others, go find Gaiara. She should also have heard the warning from the elements. She knows why she did this. Go, child."
Matron Geyah regarded himself as a granddaughter disciple and drove him away, leaving him alone in Elemental Throne.
She seemed to be waiting for something.
A moment later, amidst the deep wolf howl, Oshu'gun's one-armed Mountain Guardian riding a black Ghost Wolf quietly appeared at the edge of Elemental Throne.
The war hammer in this guy's hand was still dripping with demon blood. He panted and said to old Matron:
"A Abyssal Lord was killed by Void Monster Qiraji near Oshu'gun Holy Mountain. The smelly demonic blood will contaminate our Holy Land. Then we may need to find Shaman to purify the holy mountain. In addition, Black Wolf God sent news."
Mountain Guardian glanced at Matron Geyah, and he said hoarsely:
"The Exiled are rushing back to their hometown to help in the war, but they need permission from their leaders to set foot on this land.
I'm not pleading for them. After this battle, they still have to leave Draenor and continue their exile in the star sea until they die in this endless wandering. But the war in our hometown is like this, maybe we should accept their help?"
Regarding this request, Matron Geyah sighed and asked:
"Can they bring back a "sun" along the way?"
"This"
"So, don't let them come, don't let them come back and die! If Draenor cannot survive today, then someone must remember and pass on the story of Orcs and this world."
Orc Grandmother beat her waist, then straightened her waist and said loudly:
"Let Kargath and those Green Skins Orcs tell every traveler in the star sea who asks about the end of Mag'har civilization, tell those people!
Orcs did not stop fighting at the last moment.
We and our world, we and our allies, and we and our God. Fight until the very end!"
"Ahem."
Painful coughs and weak gasps echoed in the ruins of Karabor Temple's city square. In the thick layer of flying ashes, Sarkir was leaning next to the mostly melted Antaan demon's armor, waiting to die.
The Shaper Perhaps he has never been in such a mess in the past 20,000 years ago.
But it endured the pain at this moment, but still raised its head.
It's like looking at this "war of gods" caused by its own hand. Maybe it won't be willing to let itself die miserably until the end of this war.
Footsteps sounded in the ruins, but Sarkir did not look back.
It wasn't until the exhausted Velen and Ms. Vilara crossed the melted earth and approached here that the two leaders saw the desolation of Sarkir.
It's not that it doesn't want to get up.
Instead, a light spear from Saint Lightforging penetrated its body and stuck it on the ground.
The light-shaped chains bound it into a miserable prisoner, its legs had been cut off, and even the skull that Sarkir always kept at hand was ruthlessly cut into two by the sharp blade.
That is its most beloved thing, but it has become Old Gani's favorite thing. Unfortunately, the god Garbage Man is not strong enough to travel across the world to pick up trash on the battlefield.
"Dick didn't kill you? It's really strange."
Ms. Vilara leaned on the staff and scolded:
"Is this his kindness to the "old dean"?"
"Diakum can't kill it."
Velen, who knew more from Dick, shook his head and said:
"Sarkir didn't just embrace Fel. If you've ever fought against a creature of death, Veilara, you know that killing them will only bring them back to Shadowlands. The Shaper is not just a servant of Fel, it's also a "close friend" of death.
It serves both Dark Titan and the dead Eternal Ones."
This truth that was hidden and known to only a few people made Ms. Vilara's eyes widen. She looked at Sarkir in disbelief. It was hard to believe that Great Demon Lord, who was so powerful in the sea of stars, was actually a "death spy".
This consternation was sensed by Sarkir, and the Shaper let out a painful laugh, saying:
"Is there anything surprising about this? My student, it seems that even after more than 20,000 years of wasted time, you still know nothing about "possibility".
Diakum is so awesome.
It only took him a few minutes to defeat me before heading to the stars to fight Dymus. I carefully prepared many spells, but that damn Shadowed Heart is almost the "natural enemy" of all spellcasters.
Seven shots!
Seven rounds of Finger of Death failed to cause any damage to him. What a monster.
But that's okay.
It's just a failure, it can't stop me from moving forward.
I'm about to "set off".
When Diakum wins or fails, I will set off with him, and I may be able to become a "guide" to the realm where no living person can set foot."
"What the hell are you talking about!"
Ms. Vilara bent down and grabbed Sarkir's collar.
She shouted:
"At this point, can't you just tell us what you are doing?"
"Haha, you can't, they are watching."
Sarkir said jokingly:
"Unless you use your own brain to combine everything you see and piece together the truth, you can't get the conclusion you want from other people's words. I taught you that Arcane Mage should not be blinded by the fog of illusion. What we seek is the truth.
If you really can't think of it, just wait patiently!
You can also get the answer when he returns to the Material Star Sea. Of course, it depends on whether you know what Diakum wants to do?
So, as his "ally", Veilara, I am not an outstanding student, do you know the ideals of Vigilant?"
"Light the sun?"
Veilara replied, and then received a blank look from Sarkir.
Just like those scenes where the tutors despise you for answering a question wrongly, Sarkir didn't even bother to talk to the students who were not outstanding. It turned its head with difficulty and said to Velen:
"That fleet. I brought all the Man'ari lords who could still be saved. They can't go back Burning Legion. As the leader, I colluded with the void. Once Kil'jaeden is also killed in the battle, not to mention Dark Titan, not even the other demons in the Burning Legion will let them go.
They have nowhere to go.
But I think, Eredar has already split so many clans, one more "Penitents" clan is not a big deal.
I have observed Illidari for many years, and I had many opportunities to kill them, but I did not do that. Eredar will have its own "Demon Hunter". The premise is that they can get that opportunity."
"It's useless for you to tell me this."
Velen said in a rare refusal:
"I can't make a decision on this matter."
"Oh, so, you saw your future? And chose to embrace that future?"
Sarkir laughed.
The laughter pulled at the wound, causing it to grin in pain.
It trembled and said:
"Great, you decided to leave your last tenderness to your brother. I am really happy for Kil'jaeden. I will bless you at the Other Side. Leave and let me finish this heinous life quietly.
The Shaper will die and you will have a glorious victory.
Don't bother me anymore.
Let me quietly watch my most outstanding "disciple"'s last performance before ascending to God."
"Hmm."
Velen nodded, turned and left.
But Ms. Vilara was still thinking hard about that question, and she asked:
"As you claim to be a mentor, you should tell me the answer instead of letting me continue to guess in the little time I have."
"Well, you admitted your stupidity and prayed to the wise for answers. This can be considered an improvement."
Sarkir sighed and said:
"Dick wants to cool down Holy Light, support Arcane, suppress Fel, expedition into the void, inspire life, and punish death! This is a necessary journey, and we have packed our bags, arranged our clothes, left behind a sense of hope, and are about to embark on the last stage of this cycle.
All he needs is to start.
I brought him the last supplies he needed before setting off.
Look at your stupid expression, Veilara, you can't understand the relationship between him and Devourer of Worlds, right?
Just like you can't really understand the meaning of "Light-Shadow Twinborn", you can't understand the principle of "it must be night before dawn".
Without shadows, the existence of light would be meaningless.
That's all.
Don't let your brain think about such complicated problems, just go play with your Arcane.
But you have to remember it.
Truth is not something only Arcane has."
It closed its eyes and drove away Ms. Vilara, who was still full of questions.
When the latter left, Sarkir reminded:
"One day, you and they will come to see me. If you still haven't made any progress at that time, then don't blame the instructor for being unkind."