Chapter 721 89. The fighting moon is above! That Fallen Titan is worth fighting
"Get ready, we'll see Azeroth after the next jump!"
In Shattrath City, Garrosh·Hellscream, the war leader of Mag'har, is lecturing the heavily armed Orcs Warrior. At this time, a strange "The Maelstrom" is emerging in the sky.
That is the gathering of energy, which means that this planet is about to undergo an ultra-long-distance teleportation among the stars.
But not only the Orcss, but also the civilians in the city turned a blind eye to this.
They have obviously adapted to this exaggerated astral teleportation, and have also adapted to the "dimming sun" hanging high in the sky. This shows that the adaptability of life is really terrible, especially in this critical war period.
"With the connection between World Tree Taya'la and Azeroth Dream, we are going to take that strange path and enter the battlefield. We are going to slay the demons in the land of brothers! I heard that they also threw a Fallen Titan there, which is great!"
Little Hellscream waved his fist like a standard warmonger and roared at his Warriors:
"We who follow the majestic Lord once defeated a star sea god, but now we can still witness the defeat of the second star sea god. Even if we are not qualified to participate in that god's battle, witnessing such a majestic battle can only arouse the endless anger in the hearts of Warrior!
I ask you, I command you!
This time we must show the majesty of the Draenor warriors. We are no worse than the Azeroth people. We have everything they have, and we even have stars."
"Pa"
A hand pressed on Little Hellscream's shoulder, interrupting his passionate war propaganda.
Little Hellscream looked back angrily and found that Durotan was looking at him with a dead eye. His eyes were filled with the expression "Are you trying to kill yourself by riding a horse? You dare to say anything".
It wasn't until this moment that Little Hellscream realized that he was really too excited and almost leaked the biggest secret in Draenor's world at this time.
So he coughed a few times, waved his hands and shouted to the Orcs Warrior people in front of him:
"Those Green Skins who are the Exiled will also join us in the war. I have no other requirements for you, but Mag'har's gains cannot be less than those of Green Skins!
Do you understand?"
Under his inquiry, the Warriors in front of him responded with high-spirited roars. This state of fighting spirit made Little Hellscream very satisfied.
He returned the command to Warlord, and then followed Durotan out of the martial arts arena. Before Durotan could speak, Little Hellscream touched his shoulder suspiciously and said:
"I feel His eyes on me"
"It's just an illusion."
Durotan replied very calmly:
"The Merciless is very weak. He has no strength to look at the life of this world. I know that you, the boy, regard this as a blessing and hope with all your heart that your hometown can become as majestic a place as Azeroth.
But you also need to calm down.
According to Azeroth's records, Star Soul's sleep often lasts for tens of thousands of years. Anyway, what is the future of Draenor, you and me. We will never see the day when the Merciless wakes up."
"It doesn't matter, as long as I'm sure that He really exists."
Little Hellscream is quite understandable.
This guy waved his hand and said enthusiastically:
"Argus Lord shaped Eredar, and Azeroth Lord shaped His children to be extremely powerful. We Orcs are no worse than them. We just lack the blessing of Star Soul.
Now, Star Soul has been given, and our last shortcoming has been filled.
I know that sooner or later, Orcs will be able to stand proudly on the sea of stars, and sooner or later our civilization will be as glorious and long-lasting as Eredar!
Ah, generation after generation of Orcs will embark on this road of protection and war, and we will also become true legends of the Star Sea.
Leave your name in history, this is the most perfect ending that Warrior can achieve."
Durotan looked at Little Hellscream.
His eyes were filled with a kind of dissatisfaction and helplessness as "the father-in-law looks at the son-in-law". He felt that Hellscream's son looked a little too much like his father, and he didn't know whether this was good or bad.
However, his daughter was also raised in the Warrior way by his wife, which resulted in Gaiara and Garrosh always having quarrels and even fistfights when they stayed together, although this is also the way most Orcs couples get along.
But how can I put it, a leader must always look like a leader.
"You two! The teleportation is about to start, come inside."
Gaiara riding Frostwolf Clan ran from a distance and shouted to the two men. At this time, Shattrath City and all life in the entire Draenor world had hid in strong houses in accordance with the defense standards during the Star Sea Teleportation, and had to secure themselves if possible.
This is to prevent the individual from being "thrown" out of the current relative position due to drastic phase changes. A slight deviation of an inch in the relative displacement of the coordinate axis and coordinate point will bring disastrous results.
But fortunately, this world of Draenor is not serious. In addition to the Merciless K'aresh, who is curled up and sleeping in the center of Draenor at this time, there is another the Dreamweaver Titan imprisoned in this world.
Norgannon is known as the "source of all laws". He regained consciousness after being beaten by Diakum and Argus Lord. Although he may not be able to empathize with ordinary people, after all, he is a high-ranking scholar. The Platinum Titan is expensive, but on this big issue of right and wrong against the Burning Legion and Dark Titan, the Norgannon is still very stable.
He is bound by World Tree Taya'la.
But He can in turn provide arcane protection to Draenor through World Tree's roots throughout the star, so that the life here will not be thrown into the star sea due to phase deviation.
Of course, if you have to move around casually, the consequences will be equally miserable.
Maybe it will be teleported from the Antarctic to the North Pole in an instant. Considering that most areas of the Draenor world are still covered by thick ice, and many Void Creature are hiding under the ice and hatching conspiracies, it is hard to say what they will encounter once they leave the safe gathering area.
In fact, overall, the current security situation in the world of Draenor is much worse than that of Azeroth.
But being in the ICU with half a foot, and having to travel across the sea of stars to rescue a country of brothers who are in much better condition, can only show that Draenor people are indeed loyal.
"That staff!"
In the hunter's rest area of Karabor Temple, it has been changed into the temple of Moon Goddess, officially becoming Night Warrior. Archbishop Nali, who has almost the same power seal as Tyrande, reminded Twins beside him:
"You must complete what Great Prophet told you properly. You don't have to participate in the battle after arriving at Azeroth. I will be responsible. You should immediately join up with Shadewalker and bring Dymus over!"
"No, just let my sister do this."
Archbishop Aurelesis shook his head and said:
"I must follow you at all times. If your power seal fails, I will also find a way to use High Heaven's Holy Light power to seal you back again. When Commander Diakum comes back, he must see that all three of us are safe and sound, otherwise he will be very sad."
"Humph, when did we become such good sisters?"
Neri rolled his eyes and said:
"I really thought I didn't hear what you said behind my back before, right? You just kept calling me "female savage". I won't talk about that now.
Don't worry, I use my power in a measured way.
I'm not Tyrande's selfless character who would sacrifice everything for his faith. Diacom and I still have an unfulfilled agreement."
"Yes, all Eredar and him have an unfinished agreement."
Saloras held Neri with his left hand, and held his sister's shoulder with his right hand. Amidst the vibration of Lady Aegwynn starting the Star Sea Teleport, she said softly:
"We are about to arrive at Azeroth, and we are about to see him return from the world of death. Even if this reunion is destined to be short-lived, from now on in every world with the sun, he will be with us forever, until our lives reach the end of the last day.
In that magnificent Dusk Glow, He will come to take us to our eternal home.
In this way, we will not have to wander.
In this way, we will enjoy eternal peace."
"Buzz"
The star Draenor disappeared into this strange sea of stars when it was engulfed by the suddenly opened black phase rift. The next time it appeared, it had already arrived at the extremely lively Azeroth Starfield.
When this small world, which was only about one-tenth of the size of Azeroth, fell into the star sea, it was almost immediately captured by the gravity of the core world of the extremely large star sea, and began to fall toward Azeroth in a circular acceleration manner.
This kind of traction caused quite a terrible impact on Draenor.
Zangar Sea The tide should have rolled up at this moment, but the ocean had long been frozen, so the ice sheets all over the world suddenly shattered, and even the continental plates began to squeeze ruthlessly, causing earthquakes to roar.
But Argus Lord stood with his feet on the ice of the Zangar Sea, holding the holy hammer of Khaz'goroth, suppressing the crushing and tearing of the world's continental shelf.
Just when it was close enough to Azeroth, an invisible but real force, like a hand, gently pushed the star of the Draenor world, fixing it on a certain orbit around the world.
This assistance from Star Soul Lord is completely inconsistent with common sense in astronomy.
But again, what is common sense about physics in a magical world?
Azeroth Lord can become the strongest being as long as he wakes up. What's wrong with reaching out and fixing a small world as his satellite at this time?
Not pulling Draenor directly into the Endless Sea and making it a new continent has already given Orcs a lot of face.
After all, even if the total land area of the world Draenor is added up, it is not as large as the area of Kalimdor, right?
"The corrupted Golganneth is right there!"
Above Karabor Temple, among Sunwell Floating Isle suspended in the air, Ms. Vilara has captured the obvious super energy reaction in Azeroth World.
she shouted:
"Argus Lord! Fallen Titan is attacking Silithus's Star Soul Temple! Hurry! It's your turn to appear."
"I will be the vanguard, and you will follow."
Argus roared, shining under the new star sun, bringing warmth back to the background of this frozen world. He jumped up on the broken ice of the Zangar Sea, rushed out of the sky and flew into the sea of stars.
Use Divine Construct to turn into a meteor, cross the quiet galaxy, and leap towards Azeroth World under the respectful gaze of Lightforged and Sfurax Fleet.
This is obviously something only gods can do.
And this scene was almost immediately noticed by Kil'jaeden, who was hiding in the Twisting Nether border area and was always observing the battle of Azeroth. The Conqueror did not show the same shock as Sarkir before.
It had received the news of Argus Lord's resurrection from the Man'ari who had escaped from the Draenor war. At this time, it witnessed this fierce "god of hometown" flying across the star sea to support Azeroth, only for it to sit on its own demon throne and enter into some kind of emotion, contemplation and calm silence.
It seems to be enjoying this scene too.
Until the adjutant Man'ari beside him whispered:
"You should take back Golganneth. If the Fallen Norgannon can't defeat Argus Lord, then Gogonas can't do it either. Sir, facts have proven that the enemy faced by the Burning Legion has high-end power that surpasses us.
This matter can no longer be won by relying on the devil.
Perhaps, you should contact Dark Titan."
"Yeah, we should contact Him, but not now."
Kil'jaeden obviously has his own plan.
The Conqueror, which has recently been torturing the sentient beings of Azeroth to the point of ecstasy with its "micromanipulation", rubbed its chin and said in a sinister tone:
"I believe that our master has always focused his attention on this war. He has seen various changes in this strange world due to the war, but he has not shown any special reaction to it.
This proves that in the eyes of our master, the situation at this time is not yet the moment for Him to appear.
If we call Dark Titan to help when we encounter a little trouble, then what is the meaning of the existence of the Burning Legion?
We have to keep fighting
Okay, Azeroth's support is in place, and they won't have more reinforcements for the time being.
In other words, the stage of petty harassment is over.
Notify the 1,773 demonic war groups that have completed war preparations, and according to the previous strategic rules, each will project power to the theater in charge!
So far, the Azeroth people have performed quite well, and it's time for them to experience the strength of the elite demons that I have personally coordinated and trained for more than 20,000 years."
"Yes."
Man'ari The adjutant nodded, but after the order was conveyed, it whispered:
"You have mobilized a large number of elites in every star sector we are currently advancing to occupy, and even mobilized the elites defending Argus. Although the remaining secondary battle groups can stabilize the overall situation, if we suffer a failure here, I am afraid that the entire Burning Crusade process will be affected.
So, shouldn't it be more prudent?"
"Stupid!"
Kil'jaeden scolded:
"The end point of Burning Crusade is at Azeroth. We have reached the end point. This is the ultimate goal for Dark Titan to recruit us. We should be loyal to our master.
This is what He hired me to do!
So, I will tell you, don't tell me the number of casualties, don't tell me any grand strategy or the overall situation!
I just want Azeroth!
This is the last battle for Burning Crusade, and it is also the last battle for Man'ari. Do you understand what I mean?"
The adjutant was stunned for a moment.
It gritted its teeth and said:
"I don't understand! This is not a decision you would normally make, like a gambler with an advantage who wants to put everything on the line."
"You don't understand?"
Kil'jaeden looked at Man'ari in front of him.
It looked at the Fel herpes on its face and the demonic dazzling embellishments on its body. What was reflected in the green pupils was another demon. However, Kil'jaeden saw its former self in it.
So, it smiled and reached out to help its adjutant straighten the collar of his military uniform.
Say softly:
"Have you been a devil for so long that you have forgotten where you came from? Do you still remember the oath you made with your hometown? When did I tell you that I planned to break the oath I made with the world?"
"Can"
"Nothing! If Velen and his Restoration Army can't even get past me, how can we talk about regaining our hometown?
Go ahead and do my bidding!
Don't worry about the ending of Fallen Titan Golganneth.
Now that the Fel true god "Annihilator Argus" is about to be born, these Fallen Titans that can be infinitely reshaped are just "strategic consumables"."
"Bang"
Argus Lord made a cool appearance like "Great Desolation Starfall". It crashed into the ground of Silithus and the endless desert was instantly swept and ignited by the fire of the universe.
In front of His eyes, Fallen Titan Golganneth came roaring and waving their war hammers, and Saviors were trying their best to stop them.
Argus saw the fighting Night Warrior and the changing black moon in the sky. He shook his head, stepped forward with Thunderblade Emperor's Fall in hand, wielded the streamer's chop to repel Gogonas, and then roared at Tyrande suspended in the air:
"Not now! Stand back! I'm waiting for you, reinforcements have arrived!"
"Kill! For the honor of Mag'har! For the oath of K'ure! For the future of Draenor!"
The moment the Lord fought against Fallen Titan, dozens of Dream Gate opened on the earth and sky.
Amidst the ferocious battle roars of the Orcss, the Wolf Rider and Ogres Warriors of the brigade turned into turbid currents and slammed into the demons who stepped into the desert from the flanks. The Sun Arakkoas flying through the sky overturned the army of flying demons in one encounter.
The beings of Draenor drove the ferocious Magnaron and Primal Thornbeast into the battlefield, and they would never let their alliance of brothers face the enemy alone.
The leader, Yrel, held up the Ashbringer holy sword, and swung it round like a real sun, knocking Fallen Titan Gogonas staggering, and then Argus Lord stepped forward with Shield of Aggramar, and hit him in the face with a shield blow.
Tyrande, who almost broke through the limit of strength, fell to the ground and was supported by Maiev.
She raised her head and saw a "sun" falling from the sky. She almost thought that Diakum the Saint was back, but then she found that it was a strange "elf Naaru".
"What are you looking at! What about you, donkey-ear elf, have you never seen Entropius being Lightforging ed? You are so petty!"
Just when Tyrande was surprised, the opponent who shone in all directions and incinerated the devil said a very rude word.
"If you look again, I'll knock out your eyeballs!"
Well, Ms. Xal'atath, who is still forced to do good things today, still seems to be in a bad mood.