The magic contained in the Eye of Sargeras can destroy an entire continent, and unleashing it all in 10 seconds to bombard the land of the northern frontier in one go can be devastating.

Although the dark green pillar of light only bombarded the earth for the last few seconds, it still easily destroyed the Dalaran Plains, the Silver Pine Forest, and a third of the Alterac Valley, and the end of the destructive light raged, pouring all the energy on the ocean floor and the continental shelf in the Eye of Sargeras, and even spreading to the southeast of the Stratholme District.

Under Tyrion's manipulation, it sliced two-thirds of the northern frontier directly lengthwise, as easily as slicing a cake.

"Boom"

The eyes of any creature who dared to look directly at the bright light were completely burned, and after the dark green pillar of light flashed away, Lothar, who was standing at the top of the city of Alterac, struggled to prop up his body with the Exterminator, his eyes were dry and painful, he tried to open his eyes, and at the moment when the water stains were like tears, the emperor of mankind, looking north from his own city, he saw...

Ocean!

From the edge of the broken continental shelf, the sea water that is pouring into the land of northern Xinjiang is like a tumbling angry dragon, and at the moment of roaring forward, it can always easily smash the rocks on both sides of the earth that have been smoothly cut, and the scene of large stones falling into the water can always be reminiscent of mythological biographies.

Although there are always some exaggerated descriptions, such as some heroes in ancient times, who have the power to easily tear apart the heavens and the earth, everyone knows that it is a myth, but now, this mythical scene has really been deduced.

No one knows who shot the devastating light, and no one knows if the catastrophe of the light like the creation of the world will come again, but there is no doubt that the moment the magic of the Eye of Sargeras began to slowly dissipate, the eyes of any existence spirit in this world that can sense the change of magic power have been focused on the land of the northern frontier.

"Oh my God, oh my God."

On the walls of Lordaeron, King Terenus and his generals stood within the battle line, as well as the soldiers who were fighting to the death against the demons, including the demons themselves who rushed into this world from outside the realm, everyone, all of them stopped fighting, and they watched in amazement as the distant Lake Lordamere was completely evaporated in a matter of seconds, and then quickly filled up by the sea water that rolled from the end of the horizon.

The scene that seems to be like a sea of vicissitudes has deduced the changes of the world continent for everyone in ten seconds, this kind of power that has long been beyond the mundane system at the moment of emergence and end, after a short appearance and curtain call, those mortals who have witnessed all this seem to be difficult to accept, but this is not to blame them...

Look at those demons, these well-informed destroyers who have traveled across galaxies, seen the scenery of countless worlds, and even seen the cold dead sun, were completely frightened by the scene that just ended.

The tyrannical blood that swells in their bones, never stopping, even became cold at this moment... After all, having witnessed the death of the most powerful Great Demon, they witnessed how easily this evil world buried the leader who had been wreaking havoc among the stars for 25,000 years in 10 seconds, may I ask... Would you be scared if you were them?

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"The Prophet... Prophet! ”

In the far north, at the end of the northerly tundra of Northrend, the prophet of the Draenei, who had lived for 30,000 years, stood by the sea, and in the sea in front of him, everything that happened in the north could not be hidden from his eyes, and now, the prophet, who was worried about the invasion of demons, fell into a state of ignorance.

Viren suddenly felt that he was old, and his mind might not be able to keep up with the changes in this crazy world, although before reaching Azeroth, he was confident that it would survive the invasion of demons, but... But in front of him, Akmund, the companion with whom Viren had worked, knew better than anyone else about Acmund's power and greed for power.

He had imagined how much Azeroth would have to pay to banish Acmund if he entered the world, but now, the Prophet was messy.

He saw the scene where Akmund's body was completely cut off by the light, and he saw the reluctance and despair in the eyes of the archdemon, and this was only what happened in less than 10 seconds after Akmund entered this world.

"Don't move me!"

The Prophet stretched out his hand and motioned for Marrad, the Grand Garrison behind him, to be quiet, and the Prophet took a few breaths, and he whispered, clutching the Staff of the Redeemer in his hand:

"Let me be quiet, let me... Shun my mind, I'm a little messy... Let me think about it. ”

Seeing the prophet's solemn face, the great garrison thought that the current situation was very bad, after all, even he could feel the movement of the demon entering this world, the great garrison shook his finger, and the paladin garrisons who maintained the prophet's side took a few steps back quietly, no one dared to disturb the prophet's thinking, perhaps, the prophet was thinking about some very important things, even related to the fate of this world.

But... Probably no one knows, what Viren is thinking about now is very simple, and it can be summed up in only one sentence, no, two sentences.

"You're scaring me... Tyrion, you're really scaring me. ”

"You... How, exactly? ”

Just as surprised as the Prophet were the Night Elves in Kalimdor.

One of the first portals opened by the Dreadlords was hollow in Ashen Valley and Felwood Forest, and it was a large portal, but thanks to the human emperor's warning dozens of minutes in advance, the upper echelons of the Night Elves had already responded to the possible attack and made the best defense possible.

When it comes to dealing with demons, there is probably no one in the world of Azeroth who is better at it than the Night Elves, whose glorious empire was destroyed by the Queen's recklessness and the attacks of the Burning Legion 10,000 years ago, and 10,000 years ago, the Night Elves gave almost everything to drive the demons out of their world.

The Night Elves have been blessed by Azeroth for this feat, and under the nourishment of the World Tree Nodashir, none of the elves will die, which means that the warriors who fought against the demons 10,000 years ago are still alive.

At the behest of Akmund the Polluter, the leader of the Abyss Lords, the tyrannical destroyer Malones, led his legions into the Ashen Valley and the Felwood Forest, where they encountered resistance from powerful druids and sentinel legions, and the Night Elves' vigilance against demons caused them to wake up most of the sleeping druids and the wilderness demigods who were sleeping in the Emerald Dream as soon as they received the news.

Tortula, the turtle demigod with amazing defense and brute strength, and Ansu, the most active crow demigod in the Hyjal Mountains, participated in this battle, the giant mountain-like turtle demigod blocked the junction of the Ash Valley and the Feywood Forest with his body, while Ansu flapped his beautiful wings and flew in the air, and they joined forces to block the powerful destroyer Mronos in the forest without taking a single step.

The demons who followed the saboteurs were struggling in the forest awakened by the druids, and the arrows and knives of the sentinels were slaughtering these low-level demons in the rear, and the battle was very difficult, but the upper echelons of the Night Elves knew very well that this was just the beginning.

"Maloneus, 10,000 years ago, I saw it!"

At the summit of Mount Hyjal, Grand Druid Malfurion. Fury Wind stared in the direction of Grey Valley, his voice full of anger:

"I've seen with my own eyes how it viciously killed the brave demigod Agamagan, it was a conspiracy, it should have died 10,000 years ago!"

"Don't worry, my Malfurion."

Beside the Great Druid, who already showed signs of beastdom everywhere in his body, stood a gentle lady, dressed in a long emerald green dress adorned with gorgeous gems, with green facial lines on her face, and a delicate pendant of the Luna Jewel on her forehead, and her eyes sparkled like the light of the moon.

This is Tyrande, the titular leader of the Night Elves of Cadore, and the High Priest of the Moon God. Style, Grand Druid Malfurion. Fury's wife, a spellcaster with powerful divine powers.

She stood beside Malfurion, but her gaze kept on the direction of the eastern continent, and it seemed that in these flawless eyes, she could see the scene of another continent thousands of miles away.

"Don't worry, Malfurion, Elune has shown me... On another continent at the end of the Endless Sea, in the kingdom of humanity ruled by Lothar, a villain has appeared. ”

"His aura, I'm familiar with it, we've seen him... 10,000 years ago, we saw... The Polluter, Akmund, the murderer of the father of the Lord of the Forest, the servant of the Dark God, has descended into this world, and I can feel that his undisguised malice, enough to engulf the world, is coming towards the Holy Mountain. ”

"Akmund?"

Grand Druid Malfurion's brow furrowed: "He's coming?" It seems that we need to summon more demigods, and we can resurrect the fallen Heroic Spirits as quickly as possible, as well as the Watchers, the Southern Legion of Santis, and the Druids of Silysus, and we will summon them back! ”

"Wait!"

The High Priest of the Moon God, who had been paying attention to the Eastern Continent, suddenly said:

"Wait, another force has appeared, and it is from the same source as the demon, no... A power of evil stronger than Akmund, it's attacking it, it's attacking it... Yes! Radiance... That light, it's so dazzling... Yes! ”

The next moment, Tyrande covered his eyes and let out a cry of pain, and Malfurion hurriedly supported his wife, and he looked to the far east with feeling, where there seemed to be a flash of green light.

"What's wrong? Tyrande, what do you see? ”

The Great Druid asked softly, the Moon God Sacrifice opened her eyes with difficulty, and there were already terrifying bloodshots in her eyes as white as the moonlight, and she raised her head, and after a while, she said with some confusion and disbelief:

"He... Akmund, he's dying... By that light, he was about to be killed by that light..."

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"Hmm"

At the moment when the sea poured into the rift in the eastern earth cut by the Eye of Sargeras, the shattered earth was floating in the air in a strange defying attitude in the original Dalaran Plain.

It's like the scene in the stars, the fragments that have been stripped from the planet, the fragments that have been shattered and annihilated, in the magical tide set off by the Eye of Sargeras, this land of deep suffering has been completely and completely distorted in the form of existence, but from the perspective of viewing alone, this scene does not seem so much... Ugly.

On both sides of the new canyon where the sea was tumbling and gradually cooling, looking up, the fragments of the earth were suspended in a chaotic form above the strait, and after the dark green halo in the sky was dispelled, when the sun shone again on this fragmented land, this scene looked so fantastic and magnificent, like the scenery of the Shadow Moon Sea in the world of Draenor.

There are also floating islands floating above the ground, but neither the number nor the size of the island can be compared with the "scenery" here.

These floating islands, large and small, the largest one is comparable to a city, and the small one can only allow one person to stand, and they are spread all over the three-dimensional space of nearly 100 meters above the ground and in the sky, and spread for nearly thousands of kilometers from east to west on this newly formed strait.

This is the last remnant of this shattered land, and once the tides of the rapidly changing magic here have stabilized, a natural wonder will surely form, if anyone still has the heart to appreciate it.

Among these floating fragments of the earth, the largest piece, the original city of Dalaran, the city is now only a third of the city, floating like a real floating island, and in the center of the completely destroyed city ruins, Akmund, this terrible polluter, the strongest of the stars, he only has a quarter of his body left, and his eyes full of evil fire have completely dimmed at this time.

He looked at the sun in the sky and cursed it, cursed the damn world... Cursing everything else he could curse.

He couldn't feel the extreme pain coming from his body anymore, and he knew that he was going to die.

In an indescribable gesture of humiliation, he died humbly in the trap that the ants arranged for him... Even if his soul would return to the Twisted Void, and in a few decades, he would regain the power to destroy, but this time the shame in Azeroth was destined to be unforgettable for his long life.

"Laugh, laugh as much as you want."

The polluter panted and cursed at the sky, then closed his eyes with difficulty, waiting for the moment when the soul would return to the moment of the twist...

"It's really... Shame, shame. ”

But just as the polluter gave up all hope, a somewhat weak voice suddenly sounded in the ruins behind him:

"Polluter, Akmund, I thought I would have a lot to say to you when I met you... But when I actually saw you, I realized that I had nothing to share with you..."

The King of the Dark Blades approached the small half of the Polluter's torso, two swords in his hand, one of which was hissing wildly.

"Who are you?"

The polluter asked disdainfully, despite the imminent death, the temperament and temperament of the Great Demon had not changed, and he asked as if he were questioning an ant, and between the beating of the evil fire in his eyes, he asked with malice:

"You sweet little ant... Before I left this world, did you come to die? ”