Wielding Power in Azeroth
Chapter 442

Mulgore's Barrier

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Awooo... The Gnoll ' urgent howls, accompanied by several explosive bursts of firearms, soared into the blue sky. ★·.·´¯`·.·★ ★·.·´¯`·.·★

Zul'ra floated beneath the white clouds, looking down at the encirclement unfolding near the grassy hills on the green grassland below. The Shu'halo had surrounded those despicable poachers near the Palemane Rock, and the Shu'halo, armed with plate armor and flail, had made the outcome of the battle a foregone conclusion.

The Kodo not only holds significant importance in the Tauren culture, but is also a precious animal resource for the Horde. Those poaching Gnoll are unforgivable, and Zul'ra had no intention of going down to plead for them, only watching the battle from the sky.

"Hmm!" Zul'ra, who was watching the battle below, suddenly raised her eyelids and turned her head to look at the open plain to the south. At the edge of the plain, rows of pine trees stood quietly, and a blue lake reflected the blue sky and water plants. The scenery was beautiful, and everything seemed ordinary, but there was an eeriness in the ordinariness, and there was a strange smell in the wind.

Zul'ra glanced at the battle raging below, then waved his hand to summon several bolts of lightning that struck down from the sky, turning the Gnoll were occasionally firing their muskets into charred remains. This gave Shu'halo and his men the opportunity to wipe them out in one fell swoop. He then turned and flew towards the southern sky.

Flying over the green lake, leaving ripples on its surface, Zul'ra calmly flew to the open grassland. Looking at the vast pine forest, she sniffed slightly. The air was filled with the rich scent of pine resin, but hidden within this fragrance was a strange aroma—the scent of energy.

To be precise, energy has no taste, but it is reflected in different people's senses in a unique way, just like people's perception of fragrance and stench. However, these fragrances and stenches are different for different objects, just like the difference between fragrance and stench between people and flies.

Zul'ra sensed the unusual fluctuations in the air, closed his eyes, and opened his vision. The natural atmosphere of the grassland and pine forest was rich, and the flowing water spirit of the nearby lake blended together, making everything seem very harmonious. However, beneath this harmony, he always felt a sense of unease, and along with the intensity of this unease, he even felt a shadow looming over him.

"Cover..." Zul'ra sensed the thought in her heart and couldn't help but turn around and look up. She saw that the bright weather had turned gloomy, and a plume of black smoke mixed with emerald flames was gradually enlarging in her eyes.

"Infernals!" Zul'ra looked at the black smoke and fire in the sky, and instantly floated backward to leave the area where the meteorite was falling. However, she was caught off guard when she moved her body and felt as if she had entered some kind of liquid. The world around her changed color.

The sky was a gloomy yellow, like the end of the world, and the earth was scorched and lifeless. The environment stretched as far as the eye could see, and the strong smell of sulfur filled Zul'ra's nostrils, making him very uncomfortable. What made him even more uncomfortable was the Doomguards Charge towards him, with red skin, hooves, bat wings, Blackhorn, and foul language, wielding a battle axe.

Zul'ra didn't have time to think about where he was. With the agility of Monk, he quickly dodged the opponent's Cleave and then quickly created distance. While observing the demon and looking at the plow marks his hooves had made on the ground, he took out a sharp steel spear.

The moment Zul'ra drew her spear, she instinctively thrust the tip toward her side. A transparent, graceful figure dodged beneath the missing spear blade, leaving behind two giggles and the sound of a whip whistling through the air.

"Warlock!" Zul'ra slashed at the incoming whip with his spear, his mind racing as he realized he was fighting a Warlock.

Zul'ra realized she was fighting Warlock. Before she could retaliate, the Doomguards charged at her again, followed by several blue-skinned Felguards. These guards differed from the Doomguards in that their muscular bodies were covered in steel armor and menacing spiked helmets.

Constant close combat would leave her exhausted. Seeing the Felguards and Doomguards charging towards her, Zul'ra suddenly raised her steel spear, and a dazzling golden light burst forth from her body. Faced with this dazzling light, the Charge steps of both the Felguards and the Doomguards were frozen.

When the dazzling light dimmed again, the Felguards and Doomguards opened their eyes and felt a tearing sensation in their bodies, their limbs and torsos inevitably separating.

"The evil lurking here, I will surely Execute you." Zul'ra used a dazzling light to Execute the fierce Felguards, uttering a solemn declaration. With a backhand thrust, she pierced through the Succubi that was stealthily approaching, while simultaneously stretching her vision infinitely, activating Far Sight to search for the Warlock's figure.

Within the Far Sight, Zul'ra found himself trapped in a barrier space. This barrier was very special and ingenious. In reality, it was just the area of a large house, but inside it was stretched into a space the size of a castle. The scene he saw inside was like the end of the world, but outside Mulgore, it was still sunny.

Zul'ra activated his Far Sight and was slightly taken aback to find himself in what seemed like two different worlds. He thought of Krasus, whom he had encountered in Hillsbrad Foothills, whose tent was in a similar situation. However, that wasn't the point.

The key was the Warlock had set up the spell. Zul'ra focused his attention and quickly searched for his opponent, but apart from the Felhounds and Infernals that had pounced on him, as well as the Imps and little devils hiding in the shadows, he couldn't find his opponent.

Zul'ra sensed the approaching Felhounds, withdrew her gaze, flicked her wrist, pierced the charging Felhounds with her spear, lifted them up and swung her arm in a circle, sweeping away seven or eight more Felhounds that were attacking. Then, she dodged the fists coming from behind her that were being lashed out by Infernals, and with a backhand motion, she released a beam of golden light that pierced through the opponent's chest.

This Infernals, composed entirely of black rock, with green flames and black smoke emanating from its joints and fissures, is a construct belonging to the Legion. Unlike magical Constructs that only have a single cycle of instinct, Infernals possesses its own thoughts and life. It is more like an elemental life Constructs, its body filled with explosive Fel shadows. When golden the Light pierces its chest, the contact and explosion of opposing energies instantly dismembers it into a pile of Stonebreaker.

Just after Zul'ra dismembered the Infernals, a powerful energy suddenly erupted behind him. This energy surged outwards like a tidal wave, washing away all the apocalyptic scenes, demonic Imps, and magical barrier effects.

When the tide of energy subsided, Zul'ra stood on the scorched grass, looking at the surrounding meadows and pine forests, glancing down at the charred earth beneath her feet, and then turning her gaze to the woman not far away.

There was no more at night.

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