The principle of the magic protection circle is more like an energy offset. As the planet Azeroth's largest energy overflow, it was extremely difficult for ordinary magic to blast through the magical defenses of the Sunwell Heights.

Duke can do it, but unfortunately the investment is not proportional to the results.

It would be a waste for him to invoke the energy of the magic net to scare the overflowing energy of the entire planet, and he had a simpler and more violent way to save trouble.

That's Naxxramas!

Why did the fat man want to capture the Ereda Twins and use them as anti-air batteries?

It's just that a cannonball that counteracts mass and explosion with energy is too cost-effective. The magic of the Sunwell Heights is not simply supplied to the shield, most of the energy flows into the summoning circle on the side of the Sunwell.

Seeing Naxxramas arrive, the fat man was also dumbfounded.

The Eredar Twins shrugged, saying that they couldn't handle a Titan relic of this size. The fat man has nothing else: "According to the previous plan, stick to the main road." ”

Almost as soon as the demons of the Sunwell saw Naxxramas enter the horizon, Duke clearly felt that the evil energy overflowing from the Sunwell was a little stronger.

Others may only have a simple feeling, and the ritual of summoning may be accelerated. But how much is added, it's just a feeling.

On Duke's retina, there is a clear linear chart, as well as the decline in the energy storage of the sunwell, plus the system elf has been analyzing the magic array pattern sent back by the twins twenty-four hours a day, judging its effect and tolerance limit, and basically has come to a conclusion.

A mysterious smile tugged at the corner of Duke's mouth: "Alright, ladies and gentlemen, it's time to attack." But I have a small request, you must first take it step by step, and spend an hour on the road to get to Karegos very carefully, and then it will take 30 minutes to save Karegos. In this way, you can save your energy for the next hurricane rush time......"

If the person who said this was not Duke, it is estimated that the leaders would have gone up and slapped him a few times. If you can, of course, you want to get rid of the demons of the Burning Legion smoothly.

Battles are always full of surprises, and no one can guarantee whether the other side has any hole cards.

However, Duke was stunned to quantify the unpredictable battle.

He opened his palm, and a stereoscopic image of the sunwell high ground was displayed in front of everyone. From the outer gardens, to the narrow corridors, to the places where the boss fights, the appearance, ability, effect, and scope of each enemy, and even the vitality of each enemy are marked with great accuracy.

As for the so-called vitality assessment, everyone just holds a skeptical attitude. But seeing that the information of the traitor is so powerful, everyone just lamented in their hearts - if Kil'Gardan is successfully pitted this time, then the egg will not be wronged.

Everyone received the order and gathered most of the alliance powerhouses to enter. In addition to Duke and his direct subordinate Vasqui, Aurelia and Wenresa, who are still pregnant, will not be able to play.

The rest is all in place.

There's nothing to say about the process of beating Zaregoth, the current Karegos is the level of an adult dragon, not even an ancient dragon, in terms of strength and difficulty, it can't be compared with the enhanced version of the fallen Valastaz in the original Blackwing's Lair. What's more, there is his admirer Matigossa pressing the formation, if this can't be stopped, then the alliance powerhouses should collectively hang themselves.

"Who am I?"

"Where am I?"

"What did I do?"

Finally regained his senses, Karegos was still confused, and in order to reduce the consumption of his body, he turned into a young man with blue hair. Fortunately this time, with the mature dragon of Matigossa by his side, Karegos calmed down quickly.

"Huh, Matigosa, have you changed your appearance?" For some reason, Karegos looked at Matigosa, who had transformed into a human, and suddenly felt very pleasing to the eye: "Can I touch it?"

Looking at Cargos' outstretched hand, Matigossa couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Yes, if you want to touch it......"

What Duke gave her, she cast early. Although she felt in her heart that she was not a little in danger of taking advantage of the dragon, she was quickly relieved.

The feelings of the dragon family are a bit simple and rough, if you like it, you can communicate it during the estrus period. When the story is over, the dragon rolls wherever he wants. The rude male dragon is not in the mood to raise offspring, and it is the work of the female dragon to take care of the child.

As long as the baby dragon survives the youngest dragon stage and grows into a baby dragon, it will be time to get out. After all, with the Dragon Sleep Temple as the backstage, there are really not many guys in this world who dare to bully young dragons.

To put it bluntly, the young dragons are very powerful. In 99% of cases, if the young dragon does not bully other intelligent races, it is already burning incense and worshiping the Buddha.

The League of Heroes behaved so strongly that the demons in the sunwell were a little panicked, knowing that Kil'Gardan had originally ordered them to hold out for another eight hours. It's only been an hour and a half, and Karegos, the first to guard the level, has been brought down.

Bu Fat asked in a low voice, "Lord Kilgardan, are you using some of the energy of the Sun Well to send a few high-level Void Lords over first?"

A cold snort came from the other side of the portal: "Hmph! useless guy. I know you can't be trusted. It's okay, Duke Marcus is scheming on me, I'm not scheming on him? He thinks he can intercept me halfway through when I'm over, does he really think he can count Eredar's most subtle teleportation magic? By the time he comes, I'm already fully formed. Go on, Blutarus, and if you hold out for another half hour, it will be a complete victory for the Burning Legion. ”

As the words fell, two huge red palms with sharp black nails suddenly stretched out from the portal. The size of the red palm makes it look like you could easily hold a lightweight tank in your hand as a fitness ball.

The palms of these hands were trying to break open the portal, which was originally only ten meters in diameter, and the sound of the spatial barrier breaking and tearing resounded throughout the hall.

However, the Ereda Twins, who were waiting at the entrance of the main hall, were shocked to find that they didn't feel much of the evil aura overflowing from the main hall.

That's what makes Kilgardan so scary.

In terms of perception, this is like an old cow starting to drag a car and accelerate slowly.

In fact, Kilgardan was already whipping his horse fiercely, completing the construction of the portal at the speed of a war horse's sprint.

The hand of the Commander of the Burning Legion shook every demon present.

To be able to confine the terrifying power that blooms in an instant and is enough to tear apart the space in a large area in a mere hall, what a powerful spatial control it requires. I really want to say what I see, and what I hear is an illusion.

At this moment, the huge energy of the sun well is under their surveillance, turning into a little light and dissipating into the teleportation magic array, which really can't be faked.