Chapter 1611 - Moved by a Thief's Heart

In Thorim's Temple of Storms, Thorim's massive body paced back and forth. Next to him, Alkavon and the other four caretakers rested silently on a huge temple pillar, silent.

They are all waiting for news from Ulduar.

No one knows Ulduar's defenses better than Torrim, the Guardian. If all is right with Ulduar, it is simply an absolute defense that would make any mortal in the world desperate.

Rao is Ulduar's defense has been greatly weakened by the erosion of Yugsaron, which is not something that ordinary strong regiments can handle.

"Thorim, what are you in a hurry, there are 23 hours, 22 minutes and 11 seconds left before the agreed time. Alkavon said coldly.

"Oh, I know! I just can't be still. Even if Odin and Tyr are missing, and Lorcan is destroyed, I deliberately don't care about it, leaving the guards to fight on their own, but that's ...... after all" Torim stomped his feet, winds and thunder around him.

"All your worries, trouble after the appointed time. We're now asking for the strongest mortal team in all of Azeroth. They are favored by the Star Spirit, and there is a possibility that they will approach the upper limit of the planet's tolerance. Since they've killed Cthun, we should trust that they won't be killed by the unqualified ones up ahead. "It should be said that worthy of being the caretaker of the rocks, Al Kavon's heart is the most calm.

In contrast, Thorim, who has the characteristics of a storm, is unable to hold his breath.

At this point, Thorim suddenly turned his head.

On the platform outside the Storm Temple, a portal opened with a bang. From inside, one after another peerless powerhouses with powerful aura came out.

Naturally, it was Duke who took the lead, and behind him were Onexia, Vasqui, and the new demigod Sylvanas* Windranger!

Almost as soon as he noticed their arrival, Thorim strode over with the four Guardians. Five super giants, running up and shaking the mountains.

Duke smiled bitterly, and before he could make a move, Queen Xi next to him had already snapped her fingers, and a gentle tornado lifted the four of them just right.

It was a soft and weird feeling, like being held up by a thick ball of cotton.

Duke praised: "I didn't expect your understanding of the wind to increase again." ”

"Of course!" said Queen Xi, puffing out her chest and pride.

"Why are you ......" Halfway through, Torim suddenly had a surprised expression on his face: "The front has been cleaned?"

Duke's face was full of pride: "Do you really think our team's record is blown out?"

Thorim was a little stumbling and didn't know how to talk.

Challenging a demigod with a mortal has been a true joke for the past 25,000 years. In that era when the Star Soul had not yet awakened, all the levels were firmly solidified, and to break through the limits of mortals to reach a higher level, it required talent, hard work, and absolute luck that were unique in billions.

In a sense, the introduction of Sargeras by the former upper elves was also out of disgust with the power barrier and the crazy pursuit of higher level power.

Rao is that the Azeroth Star Soul realizes the danger and loosens the restrictions of mortals, and really wants to achieve a big victory in all the battles from Akmund to Ragnaros, to Nefarian, to Cthun, to Kil'Gardan, etc., which is not something that can be done by luck.

Thorim, who has always been dismissive of the outside world, finally began to face up to the power of mortals until this moment.

Thorim crouched down on one knee, his huge head lowered, and faced Duke at eye level: "Next, it's us on the court, right?"

Duke nodded, "Yes, the puppet clone I sent in Ulduar has been identified, and Yugsaron's state is not complete. If we're fast enough, we'll be able to wake up your comrades hard, and then gather the Alliance Heroes and all the demigod-level forces we can mobilize to clean up Yogsaron. ”

Duke's words made Thorim feel a little excited.

When Duke first accompanied him to the temple in Loken, he was filled with pessimism. At that point in time, it seemed to him that there was nothing left to save Ulduar from his fall. For the blood feud of his deceased wife, and for his own duty, he was ready to fight with Lorcan desperately.

The situation has now been dramatically reversed.

The addition of the four Guardians of Al Kavon has greatly increased the power of the Guardians. If the four of them put a single order, none of them would be Thorim's opponent. The two of them went together, and Thorim struggled. Three come, Thorim is going to lose. The four of them together, Natorim was properly going to kneel.

With them, and the fact that Duke is a four-demigod on his side, Thorim is now full of confidence.

"Alright, Duke, we'll all be at your disposal. "Thorim took the initiative to relinquish the command, although this was agreed early in the morning, but without the outstanding performance of the League of Heroes, it is estimated that Thorim would have doubts.

Duke was not hypocritical, and directly spread out Ulduar's map and announced:

"There are only three leaders left in the Guardian Temple area, namely Freya, who originally controlled the Temple of Life, Hodir who was in charge of the Temple of Winter, and Mimiron, the Great Craftsman. Of course, in order to prevent Yogsaron's lackey, General Vizaks, from rushing from the upper echelons of the Crazy Staircase, we must also make arrangements. ”

Duke first pointed to the entrance to the junction between the Staircase of Madness and the Guardian Temple area, "Alkavon, I'll leave it to the four of you here. Until we fight the other Guardians and bring them back to their senses, please defend them. ”

Alkavon let out a rumbling sound, and he slapped his chest, which was as solid as a rock formation: "Leave it to us." ”

Duke then pointed to the right side of the map: "Hodir, who wields the power of winter...... Onexia and Vaschi, you two are in charge. ”

"Good!" the two women said in unison.

"As for Freya, who wields the life force, leave it to Thorim and Sylvanas. I hope you will use your furious attacks to directly destroy Freya's defenses. ”

"Good!"

"No problem. ”

Anyone who controls the natural life system is basically known for his ability to grind energy. Without a sufficiently powerful attack to blow down its defenses all at once, it would be an endless war of attrition.

Having Thorim and Sylvanas deal with Freya is also a bit of a risky way to play.

Duke believes they can do it well.

"As for me and the League of Heroes, we will concentrate our efforts on Mimiron. ”

When he said this, Duke's eyes lit up with an intriguing light.

Yes, he's a thief!

Because whether it is the Flame Behemoth, the XT-002 Dismantler, or even the mechanical guards of the entire city wall, all of them are Mimiron's masterpieces!