"Boom!"
A tremendous explosion came from Dick's left. He slashed an Iron Vrykul off the chariot in front of him, then turned to look behind him. A Large Catapult had been blasted into a pile of wreckage by the scorching flame missiles that had just fallen. Together with the earthen driving it and the mogu statues guarding it, it had become yet another of this war's countless casualties.
The paladin did not even have time to mourn the fallen. He looked up at the sky. Guided by the Storm Tower southwest of the Training Grounds, another wildly surging torrent of lightning gathered overhead. Less than two seconds later, it slashed down toward the slowly advancing Engineering Vehicle Formation.
Ulduar Outer Defense System's Orbital Particle Cannon-Thorim's Hammer!
"Whoosh!"
Dick vanished in golden lightning. He leaped from the chariot and appeared in the air in front of the Thunderblade, thrusting Windfury into the pulsing thunder.
The power of Storm Guardian Thorim danced along his blade and flowed into his body. Lightning that should have melted a mortal in an instant was forcibly halted in the sky, suppressed by the Core of Lightning pulsing in the paladin's chest. Then, deflected by Dick's swinging blade, it crashed down toward the densely packed Storm Beacons standing in the Training Grounds ahead.
The sudden strike tore a fissure nearly a hundred meters long through the crimson earth, destroying every Storm Beacon in its path. It killed at least several hundred Iron Burning Legion soldiers charging at the chariot formation from every direction with furious roars, melting them completely.
But in truth, an attack like this was meaningless... because at least several thousand Storm Beacons stood ahead of the chariot force, and nearly a thousand or more Iron Burning Legion soldiers joined the battle at every moment.