A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet each other. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, the roaring master is not just a thousand troops?

The momentum of choosing people to devour.

That roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

The bloody roar that turned the tide of battle!

All of them were Akmund's talismans.

In response to the heroes' long-range bombardment, Ake's body resistance has been switched to high magic resistance. Grom's unexpected leap in the air sent Akmund into a panic.

Gritting his teeth, Ake yelled, "[Hand of Death]!"

Theoretically, the effect of [Hand of Death] is to kill all targets within 30 meters. Unfortunately, Akmund was too weak, injured repeatedly, and most of his magic was diverted to the shield.

Grom's [Hand of Death], which was supposed to be killed in seconds, hit Grom's chest with a "bang", and the orc god of war, who was extremely vigorous, was stunned to eat this blow.

Then, the scarlet battle axe drew a bright and dazzling blood-colored crescent in midair, the tip of which was exactly Akmund's neck.

"Ahh

If he was a mortal, he would have died hundreds of times, but he was an extremely strong Eredar Great Demon.

Even though the huge wound on his neck was performing a fountain as if he were dying, he was still not dead.

"Get out!" A large-scale [air explosion] directly blasted Grom's body like a meteorite falling to the ground, crashing into the thick black earth, knocking out a huge round crater.

That's when Duke arrived.

A simple long-distance [flash] appeared directly on Akmund's broad back.

"Farewell! Akmund—" Duke's shout spread all over the world, all over the world, nine heavens and ten earths!

Gone!

Finished!

There were so many people who covered for Duke's final blow that Akmund couldn't find any means to protect himself at the end of the day.

He was so desperate, so hateful.

Obviously, if he was given another ten seconds, he would be able to complete the transformation of the World Tree's power, repair his body, and win the final victory in this otherwise easy war for him.

But it was at this most critical joint that Duke arrived with the holy sword in his hand.

Jinguang Dasheng!

Brilliant and brilliant!

With all the best wishes of Azeroth in the world.

Accompanied by an ethereal trance singing like a holy child singing hymns in unison.

Duke stretched the tip of his left hand forward and pulled his right hand back, like a stretched bow, in a straight stabbing pose.

The gears of time seem to be rusted and frozen in this moment.

Unable to do anything, Akmund shot a ray of divine thought at Duke: "Don't kill me! I only need the power of the World Tree, and I swear not to pollute this world." Otherwise, even if I die, I will give you the most terrible curse - pollute your soul, so that you will no longer be holy in your eternal life, and you will surely degenerate into the ugliest and ugliest demon after death!"

This is the deepest, deepest intimidation!

It's also a threat that will come true!

The mysterious curse of a super demon on the occasion of his dying is undoubtedly the most terrifying evil existence.

Duke smiled.

Akmund is dragging his feet, how could he not know?

He replied with a divine thought: "Just as I have never dared to overestimate the demon's discipline, I will not underestimate my courage. Originally...... I'm also a very courageous person, even though I was forced to ...... at first."

With a faint but resolute smile, Duke stabbed the unknown holy sword in his hand into Akmund's head like lightning.

"Ahh

What erupted from Akmund's mouth was not only a scream, but also a substance curse so thick that everyone could clearly see it with the naked eye.

Stripped of the terrifyingly dark color, this great curse grows like a galaxy falling from the sky.

Unfortunately, this illusory waterfall of the curse symbolizes the ultimate evil in the world!

It is the most violent destruction!

It is the most terrible blasphemy!

It is the deepest pollution!

It's the weirdest twist!

At this moment, everyone who had cast an expectant gaze on Duke before realized what a terrible decision he had forced Duke to make!

"No—" Thousands of miles away, Queen Kalia, who saw this scene, fainted on the spot.

"Duke—" Illusia's eyes burst with tears.

Near.

Tyrande trembled and suddenly fell from the white tiger.

Gianna suddenly felt that her whole body strength had been drained, and she collapsed to the ground.

Sylvanas' face turned pale, and he fell to his knees on the charred earth.

Seeing this scene, there was no feeling at all to take care of these allies, Malfurion held his vine-like staff aloft, and raised his head to the sky and let out a long and complicated roar!

Throughout the heavens and the earth, every elf received the signal of his general attack.

Ten, hundred, thousand, thousand, thousand, thousand, thousands, elves, drew a colorful streamer in the sky, and rushed towards Akmund together.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Rumble—"

At first, it was just a large string of firecrackers, but it soon turned into thunder, and then into a continuous roar like a thousand cannons, which was completely unacceptable to people's hearing.

Not only hearing, but also the terrifying glare produced by the continuous crazy explosion, and the unacceptable glare even when the back is turned away from the light source, through the palms and arms that block the eyeballs, the muscles and skin are pierced through the gaps, and the glare is fiercely pierced into the eyeballs.

"Ahhh

All kinds of screams, screams, weepings, and so on!

Every hero's senses are completely confused.

Long.

Long......

I don't know how long it took......

Sylvanas opened her eyes.

The colossal World Tree, Nodashir, was like a lone guard standing on a lonely ground, outlined by crimson lightning falling from the clouds.

The heroes who survived the horrors of the Great War overlooked the battlefield that was nearing its end, and in all directions, the few troops of each faction retreated like a tidal wave from the plateau on the top of Mount Hyjal along the portal.

There weren't many corpses, and perhaps the only one that was the most striking was Akmund, who had been nailed to the trunk of the World Tree. His huge remains, restored to their original height of one hundred and fifty meters, were so dazzling that they occupied almost the entire field of vision of the heroes. With the crimson fireworks on the horizon, looking around at the ruins, the battlefield criss-crossed by debris and broken tiles is everywhere, which is a picture of the end of the world.

"Duke, what about Duke—" Gianna and Queen Xi exclaimed at the same time.

Suddenly, Luo Ning hugged a pitch-black human body and shouted, "The teacher is here." And gas! Let's get out first! The portal has begun to unstable. ”