"Ilidare is invincible." A dark cloud atop Talon Bloodfiend's head, frantically sucking the life force of the surrounding Twilight cultists. "Come on! The Wheel of Death has spun many times! ”

"The Flower of Darkness is blooming." Draining a Twilight cultist, Talon-Bloodfiend's withered face and blinding scarlet armor descended like a grim reaper: "I never thought that one day I would fight for the world of Azeroth, even if it was on the orders of Lord Illidan." ”

Talon Bloodfiend remembered that he had been a powerful subordinate of Neozu and the vanguard of the Horde's invasion of Azeroth, but he did not expect that since he had returned to Azeroth with Illidan, he had become the protector of Azeroth.

This world is really a little ridiculous.

"Don't think about those useless things, just follow Illidan-sama's orders." Gultug-Bloodboiling said disdainfully, "What I care about is whether the skulls of those enemies are hard enough. ”

Gultug threw the corpse out of his hand, and the orc's huge brute force made it easy for Gurtug to grab the Twilight cultists, and then pinch and burst their Celestial Spirit Cover.

"Don't care about the inconsequential places, we're going to destroy them quickly and attack the Twilight Dragons and the Colorful Dragons." Vellais-Shadow stepped out of the shadows: "This is an order from Patrick Cabolon, Prince Kael'thas and Lord Illidan. ”

Behind Velles, the former Council of Illidare reappeared, and the smasher Garcios, the Duchess of Marand, and the high-level void mage Selevor stood on the same front at this time, although the four of them were all high-ranking nobles of Quel'Salas, but their ability to lead troops in battle was not low, and the strength of the four of them was completely guaranteed.

"Are you going to start charging?" Eri-Sandgul looked at the form in the distance, the entire Azeroth coalition had a big advantage, whether it was the fall of the stars of Tyrande, or the tranquility of Malfurion, as well as the divine infusion of Veron, the voodoo blessing of Woking, and the elemental blessing of Ag, so that all the Twilight cultists guarding the Temple of Dragon's Sleep were about to collapse at the touch of a button, and the morale of the entire Azeroth coalition army was very good.

Although Tyrande's Starfall is a large-area continuous damage and has a precise lock-on function, Starfall still has a flight trajectory and trajectory, and it is not difficult to defend against it.

And the fall of the stars belongs to the primary magic net attack, and there is still a big gap between it and the railgun that has been connected into a line.

"Dark Spell Legion, activate the Shadow Armor and prepare to attack." Eri gave the order to go into battle.

What makes Eri most proud is that according to the principle of the Holy Armor of the Paladin, and the revelation he received from the arcane mage Duane, if the paladin who uses the Holy Light can use invincibility, why can't the warlock who uses the power of shadow, or the knight of the dark spell.

And the arcane mage Duane also made a clear demonstration that arcane can also use invincibility.

Holy Light and Shadow are one and the same, similar in nature, and there is not much difference between Divine Purification and Shadow Annihilation in essence.

Divine armor relies on the holy light to condense around herself, purifying and expelling all non-holy light energy, and with this, Eri thought that she could also use the shadow to condense around herself, annihilating and neutralizing all non-shadow energy.

Then, the dark version of Shadow Armor was born.

If it weren't for the fact that there were no Dark Knights in the kingdom, Eri would have planned to establish another Dark Curse Knights.

For the newly established Morning Blade Blood Knights, they were all additionally established after the capture of Naru, and it was also because Astaro-Blood Oath successfully completed the experiment of arcane corrosion of holy light, developed the holy light infusion, and transformed ordinary elves into blood knights to form the morning striker, and Eri has not found a suitable way to transform a large number of dark spell knights now.

At the same time, the Morning Blade Knights led by Liadline had also launched a charge from both flanks of the Convention troops, and the entire battle situation in the south immediately entered **.

……

In mid-air, Patrick flew up again, coming face to face with Deathwing once more.

"If you can take my full force head-on, you can be regarded as dead without complaint." The Black Dragon King's tone was full of pride.

"Really? But your all-out blow doesn't seem to have any effect. Patrick and Nesario continued to taunt each other, but this time, Patrick began to increase his power output and prepared to do it.

"Huh." The Black Dragon King took a deep breath again: "It seems that I want to try how many catties you have." ”

"Try and you'll die."

Before the Black Dragon King's dragon breath erupted, Patrick's spatial coffin had already condensed and formed, directly enveloping the Black Dragon King's head.

Even the fire in Nesario's mouth was forcibly imprisoned by the space and could not be spewed.

The Black Dragon King sensed that something was wrong, and if Patrick's Spatial Coffin was released, then he could also withdraw from the stage of history.

The purple-black brilliance on his body, the power of the earth bestowed by the Titans, and the blessing of the ancient gods made Nesario use brute force to break Patrick's spatial coffin, causing violent spatial fluctuations.

But before the Black Dragon King could react, Patrick still had a back hand, several diffuse rifts hidden behind the Spatial Coffin, taking advantage of the gap between the Black Dragon King who had just broken free from the Spatial Coffin, directly on the essentia armor on Nesario's chest, leaving several cracks.

The rest of the remaining diffuse rift waves directly cut three openings in the Black Dragon King's dragon wings, and bright red dragon blood flowed out of the wound and dripped to the ground.

However, the mutation was spawned, and Deathwing's blood was different from other dragons, and the blood that dripped to the ground also carried its own life, turning into a soft mud monster.

What's more, tentacles have grown, which are similar to the tentacles of Kthun in the Temple of Angela.

"You're not Deathwing at all." Patrick's magically synthesized voice echoed throughout the audience: "Who the hell are you?" ”

Blood is only a part of bodily fluids, and blood that can be transformed into individual existence alone when it leaves the body, and in the entire world of Azeroth, there does not seem to be such a type of existence except for the life of the ancient gods.

Hearing this, Deathwing cracked its mouth, "Of course I'm Nesario. ”

"It's just that I've reached a point where you mortals can't understand mere mortals, and I'm long since I'm out of the mundane, and I'm no longer a boring guardian dragon."

Nesario himself admitted, Patrick didn't bother to continue to speculate, and the previous point was confirmed, after Nesario was controlled by the ancient gods, he was gradually transformed by the flesh and blood of the old gods, although he was still wearing the skin of a black dragon, but in fact he may have become a monster full of tentacles like Ursolus, the mad throat rooted in the Twilight Heights.