Lars issued an invitation to a duel
"Dead Realm Stars" falling from the crack in the sky became a real spectacle at this moment when the world was about to end.
Those soldiers from death are not only scattered on the most cruel battlefields, there are too many of them, so much so that when they Mawsworn actually appear on the stage, they have formed a wonder of stars Gleam in the sky.
Every second, tens of thousands of undead are "sprinkled" evenly on every battlefield in Azeroth, and even at this dispatch speed, it is conservatively estimated that it will take at least two days to send down all the troops assembled in the Maw at this time.
The Yuansworn army that the Jailer had carefully accumulated and shaped in the past time turned into some kind of "defensive" force at this moment. Perhaps this was originally Zovaal's plan, but when it was commanded by his brother Primus to enter the real battlefield, these Mawsworn showed their prowess the moment they landed.
The brutal demons from the entire Twisting Nether were forced to face the cold undead from the entire Shadowlands.
The most frightening thing is that in this "head-to-head" duel between the two forces, there are many demon slayers who have been sent into Shadowlands by the devil himself.
When they return from death, they may no longer be so fierce and noisy, but when they are cut down by the precipitated anger of death in the form of a waving psychic blade, they can bring more and heavier pressure to the arrogant demons.
The most important thing is that the undead of Shadowlands are actually not "strange" to Azeroth.
Many of them are from here.
"Seventh Legion, follow me Charge!"
In the ruins of Stormwind that was razed to the ground, Marshal Windsor, who was already bathed in blood and unconscious, was just surrounded by demons on a messy battlefield. He felt that he might not survive, so he planned to lead a life-and-death counterattack with the last remaining soldiers.
But their numbers are too few.
Especially after the city was razed to the ground by the firepower of the demon battleships, even the last defensive advantage was defeated, leaving Warriors to carry out the craziest field battle against the "world BUFF" and the vicious demons.
The result of such a battle is bound to not be very good. With the physical quality of a mortal, no matter how strengthened it is, it will be difficult to fight against a demon with a cruel nature and racial superiority. The numbers of both sides are not at the same level.
No matter how many demons the Warriors kill, the number of enemies they face never seems to decrease.
Such a battle consumes morale too much, but what is very darkly humorous is that Marshal Windsor does not have to worry about "defecting in battle" at all.
In the current battlefield situation, when the demons do not accept prisoners at all, even if the Warriors escape from the frontal battlefield, they will not be able to survive!
Cowards will die, warriors will die, civilians will die
All Things Must Die!
Since both the left and the right are going to die, it's better to have someone on your back before you die.
But just when Marshal Windsor led his last remaining soldiers forward to fight to the death, flying "meteors" fell straight into the battlefield filled with blood and death.
Marshal Windsor had originally aimed at Man'ari Fel Warlock, who was commanding the demon on the opposite side. But before he could kill him, a "meteor" hit the guy's head. The heavy bombardment crushed the demons around him and knocked the demon commander to the ground.
The latter wanted to stand up and resist, but was beheaded by the cold Runic War Halberd in the next second.
The sea of stars that then fell down all over the sky would bring a powerful undead spirit with each fall.
Most of them are silent and ferocious Mawsworn. They don't have that much thought and just appear as "executors of death", but those commanders from Maldraxxus are more vivid.
As Marshal Windsor and the remnant soldiers watched in astonishment, those Undeads who had been smashed down held their psychic Battle Standard high in the air and quickly formed a powerful assault array in the silent activity. They advanced silently, attacked silently, and then silently won the victory.
Except for the collision of weapons and the roar of demons, this Burning Legion will not make any unnecessary noise.
Instead, Necromantic Knight, who was the first to appear, summoned his hateful companions to kill everyone, and at the same time, turned around and strode towards Marshal Windsor.
The guy was wearing a cool and cold Runic Battle Armor, carrying a halberd decorated with the Maw's skull, and wearing a Maldraxxus-style full-cover horn helmet. He was surrounded by ghost-green Necromantic Power, like a moving psychic ritual.
Wherever his feet go, those who died in the war will be given "Deathly Rebirth".
In just ten seconds, this dead city that was about to collapse was filled with the living dead. They were called to their feet by the most orthodox power of death. The warriors and Mawsworns who followed Maldraxxus launched a fearless attack on the demons everywhere.
There were a lot of demons, but there were also a lot of dead people in the ruins of the city. Soon the two sides reached a balance of power. What was even more terrifying was that there was a steady stream of "meteors" in the sky crashing into the battlefield.
Not to mention, the scene of the continuous "Starfall" bursting out in the bloody setting sun is full of a romance that only belongs to war.
That Necromantic Knight came to Marshal Windsor amidst the vigilant and fearful gazes of a group of remnant soldiers.
The marshal is not even afraid of death, how can he be afraid of an undead?
He stood on the spot with his curled sword, letting the Stormwind Battle Standard he was guarding so desperately float above his head, and tried to straighten his waist to make himself look more decent.
"Long time no see, Windsor."
Necromancer Warrior looked at the embarrassed marshal up and down, then let out a sneer without much emotion, and joked:
"You once said you wanted to be a marshal. I thought it was just a dream, but I didn't expect it to come true for you."
"You! Who are you?"
Marshal Windsor was shocked. The guy in front of him no longer had a human form, but the marshal immediately realized that this was definitely his former comrade-in-arms and comrade. However, the helmet isolated the other person's face and eyes, and he seemed to have no interest in telling the marshal his former name again.
Facing the marshal's inquiry, Necromancer Warrior just looked at the ruins around him with a nostalgic look. He shook his head and said:
"Who I am is not important. What is important is where I come from. I am honored to fight side by side with you again after my death. Stormwind will not fall! It did not fall when I died, and it will not lose to the enemy when I return.
Come on, "Dragonslayer"!
This time, it's your turn to accept my command. Be careful and don't die, otherwise there will be one more Necrolord of Maldraxxus.
Your personality is not suitable there."
After saying that, he turned and left.
But the marshal seemed to already know the identity of the other party. After all, he had many nicknames, but only a few people knew the nickname "Dragonslayer".
"Colonel!"
The marshal wiped the blood from his face, took off the broken Lion shoulder armor and threw it away. He shouted:
"Hey, your tombstone is in the city, just behind the cathedral. Don't you go and see it?"
"Should I visit my own grave?"
This Necromancer Warrior sneered, waved his hand and said:
"Forget it, I have been reborn. The past does not mean so much to me. What is important is that you who are still alive, please remember the dead like me.
If you forget, then be careful that the angry dead will come to talk to you in the early hours of the morning.
What are you still doing?
The counterattack has begun!
Marshal Windsor, I order you!
Follow our footsteps of death, all the demons you see will die today! Shadowlands speaks today, and I am its ruthless roar!"
"If you are the ruthless roar of the dead, then we are the war roar of the living! Warriors, keep up! Keep up with our former comrades, keep up with these unyielding dead! Don't let them look down on us, the living.
Come kill the devil with me!"
The marshal laughed and raised his curled sword high, while the remnants of the soldiers behind him also let out loud cheers.
They held up the broken and filthy Battle Standard, followed the undead souls forward Charge, and drove those arrogant guys out of the ruins of their city bit by bit with a cruel, decisive, stubborn, and deadly posture of war.
There are remnants of soldiers killed in every corner. They may be full of disgust with the undead, especially those Army of the Light Paladin, but in the face of the great right and wrong of protecting the world, it seems that it is not unacceptable to cooperate with the dead.
Scenes like this happen everywhere in the world. The number of Mawsworn is large enough for the commander-in-chief Primus to use a "saturation rescue" idea to squander these Zovaal's "Legacy".
This is actually a kind of consumption.
There are too many Mawsworns, so many that they affect the balance of life and death.
Primus and Winter Queen want to re-establish the order of Shadowlands. These uncontrolled Mawsworn will naturally be reduced to a "reasonable level". Using this unprecedented battle to relieve the pressure of the overwhelmed cycle of life and death is one of the strategic purposes.
With this kind of "super generous" grant without reservation, Azeroth World's battlefield situation was reversed in a very short period of time.
But those are all changes in the marginal battlefield. The main battlefield like Silithus Desert is like a "bottomless pit" that swallows everything. In the war that Kil'jaeden personally supervises and Fallen Titan participates in, no matter how many Mawsworn Primus puts here, they will be consumed in a very short period of time.
This is also normal.
This desert guards Star Soul Temple and is the real "heart area" of Azeroth. The legends can only serve as cannon fodder in this blocking battle, and the demigods who come here can only act as frontline commanders. The gathered Saviorss are the most eye-catching boys.
But what they have to face is a group of Greater Demon raiders composed of the most elite Twisting Nether and Burning Legion. There are at least thirteen "super robots" like Garothi Worldbreaker active at the same time in this desert battlefield at this time, and the destructive firepower they pour out at one time is enough to easily change the terrain of this desert.
Even without the above crazy duels, just the aftermath of the Lesser God battle between Argus Lord and Fallen Titan Gogonas in the ocean would be enough to create a full-screen AOE that would kill all things.
Not to mention that Kil'jaeden, who was personally strengthened by Dark Titan, is still fighting to the death with two Night Warrior.
The release of Ms. Tyrande and Archbishop Nali's Black Moon's Wrath is already infinitely close to Lesser God. In this way, this small desert is currently hosting five Lesser God from different camps fighting in a big battle. It can definitely be regarded as a small-scale "war of gods".
There are indeed a lot of Mawsworn, but most of them cannot withstand the divine AOE that breaks out everywhere, and the average survival time is less than ten seconds.
Fortunately, Shadowlands also has no shortage of demigods.
Therefore, after Primus changed its distribution strategy, Silithus, which was already cooking oil in a raging fire, became even more lively.
In the core of this chaotic place, Diakum riding Moon Goddess Sword Reindeer is waving Sunstrider Warhammer and driving wildly unparalleled among Greater Demon. Argus Lord has the advantage and does not need to intervene, but the two Night Warrior are about to break through the power seal. This is very bad.
After all, there is the cute old Vigilant among them.
However, the spirit body has a strength bonus in Shadowlands's special environment, but it is gone in Material World. Diakum's lethality is weakened in the soul form, although it can still be easily given to Greater Demons open the unparalleled Charge of "All Things Turn to Ash", but it is still a bit difficult to reach the position of Kil'jaeden on this terrifyingly intense battlefield.
He had already made a move of "Heaven's Gate" to summon the angel army of High Heaven to help in the battle, but before Supreme Divine Art could be released, Queen Azshara flashed back from Northrend and appeared accurately next to Diakum. She said:
"I'm watching here. When Sargeras comes, I'll hold it first! Go to Xinghai quickly! Devourer of Worlds is coming, get your Solar Divine Body back!"
Azshara stared at the Kil'jaeden holding two Night Warrior at the end of the battlefield. She noticed the unique shadow of evil fire burning behind Kil'jaeden, and a deep hatred filled Gleam's eyes.
She whispered:
"Sargeras is watching here. Although He has not come here in person, Diakum, He can make Kil'jaeden enter a more powerful form at any time.
Me.
Now I am not Sargeras's opponent.
Once Dark Titan really comes, you will be our last Sea Stabilizing Needle! Go get your divine body back and complete your Holy Sun Rebirth."
The Queen talked a lot, and Diakum looked at her "new makeup" with great interest and said:
"Your fangs look so perfect too. My lord, how does it feel to become Trolls again?"
"This feels so good, so good that I want to slap you Blackhand behind the scenes to death!"
Azshara said coldly:
"You bastard must have planned it a long time ago, what Holy Light Saint, bah, you are no worse at conspiracy than Denathrius! So, because of your "betrayal" to your queen, Diakum, you are expelled!
You are no longer my Court Advisor."
"What a shame, I quite like this honorary title."
Vigilant shrugged.
He glanced worriedly at the Night Warrior battlefield in front of him, and then his wings, which gathered light and shadow, left the battlefield and turned into a golden meteor that rushed out of the star.
There he will meet Dymus who delivers the "takeaway" and complete his final rebirth towards the dawn.
After Diakum disappeared from the battlefield, Queen Azshara touched her fangs, stamped her feet angrily, and then called Demon Sword to cut the battlefield and fall into her hands again., with the application of the Cipher of the First Ones sequence, the ultra-accurate Teleportation Spell appeared behind Kil'jaeden, and Demon Sword swung up and slashed down.
Blood splattered everywhere, and Fel exploded.
The Kil'jaeden that suffered a heavy blow staggered out and ate two more Black Moon Strike that were full of power. It glanced at its severed left hand, and the filled evil fire beat to reshape its claws.
"You, you can't!"
Azshara holds Demon Sword, and two Night Warrior are suspended behind her, one on the left and one on the right. The three powerful ladies form a perfect battle formation.
The Queen said in a cold tone:
"Let him get out! Kil'jaeden, let Sargeras come forward. Your queen is like an "abandoned resentful woman" who has ten thousand years of resentment to slowly express for that "fraudster"."
The Conqueror bared his teeth.
It looked at the queen in front of her who was rising in power, and did not make any sarcastic remarks because of Azshara's arrogance.
People are just telling the facts.
With Azshara's current energy rising rate, if Dark Titan doesn't come forward, one person and one sword from Azshara will be enough to Annihilation the demons of the entire world. What's more, Death Faction's full intervention has made the Conqueror realize that this Azeroth offensive is heading towards irreversible failure.
It glanced at the "star rain" that was still falling in the sky, and while calling Sargeras "Divine Descent", it shook its head helplessly.
It has really gone to the extreme, but it still cannot complete this destruction.
A crime other than war.
However
Well done!
If they can defend Azeroth in this way, they will naturally be able to break through all obstacles and regain their hometown.
Argus Ah, your eternal night is finally coming to an end.