Vasqi, who knew nothing about modern industry, was stunned to see this scene.

Obviously, if the coalition forces were not stopped, a decent small fortress could be built in a day at most.

It's just that the surprise was short-lived.

"Master......" Deepwater Lord Calasares whispered Vasqui.

"It doesn't matter. ”

"It doesn't matter?"

Vaschi smiled seductively, "What's the point of catching these mortals? Or do you want to see me strangle these lowly ants as a demigod?"

"Of course not! Her Majesty the Great Queen. Karaseres bowed her head deeply.

One of the slender arms was gently raised, forming a graceful arc, and Vasqi made her decision: "Once five or more Hero Realm powerhouses appear, drown it." ”

"Do your will. ”

The Union sappers over there were also trembling.

"Hey, do you think those long tails with six hands will come out of their nests?"

"Don't worry, Master Marcus said that he won't come out. ”

"Oh oh oh!"

The sappers did a lot like stacking blocks. Pieces of prefabricated steel plates two meters square are connected and inlaid with screws, placed in the reserved position, and then poured cement into them like sandwich biscuits.

A fortress covering an area of about one square kilometer rose from the ground at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye.

Throughout the day, not a single Naga surfaced to openly peek at the fortress. Perhaps, there is, but a peep beneath the surface of the water is simply impossible to detect.

The Allied vigilance force is still rotated every hour.

It's just that every hour passes, the tower behind him rises one level higher.

The outer layer of twelve arrow towers, when the reinforced concrete slab wall connecting these arrow towers is completed, immediately in the middle of the gap between the arrow towers and the arrow towers, twelve higher towering arrow towers emerge.

Twenty-four arrow towers were completed, and the second layer of the city wall was immediately built in the inner circle, and six magic towers full of mysterious atmosphere were erected inside.

Layer after layer, as if skewered and burned, the prefabricated parts were inlaid one by one, and with each additional layer, the dazzling multicolored patterns on the magic tower were brightened.

Up to the tenth floor.

Of course, this is not a mage tower that is completely offensive and defensive in the traditional sense for mages to live, live, experiment, and defend against foreign enemies. This is a pure magic amplifier, using high-purity magic crystals and a huge magic array, to elevate every magic of the mage who presides over the mage tower from personal magic to war magic.

Several times, the Mologri* Tide Rider tried to rush up, but was held back by Karaseres.

"No hurry! No hurry! Now this group of worthless miscellaneous soldiers doesn't even count as a pre-dinner snack. We have to be patient. ”

At about the same moment, in the fortress of Teredor, in the east-east of the central Zangar swamp, the powerhouses of the Alliance and the Horde had long since gathered.

This fortress, which had historically belonged to the Draenei, was now turned into an advance base for the coalition forces because someone ordered the lake to be filled.

Perched atop a gigantic stone mushroom, the fortress looks unattainable. The roots of the mushroom, which have been reinforced by dozens of magic protection spells, are even more indestructible. The true God exists below, don't expect to be able to shake it.

In the hall where the tribe's powerhouses rested, Thrall was calmly cleaning up his famous Hammer of Destruction. He used the tweezers produced by the Alliance, carefully cleaning the minced meat that was stuck to the edge of the square hammer. Although the high temperature of the hammer will turn everything into coke, it is difficult to burn out biological fats, and there is always a little gelatinous residue left over time.

"Are you ready?" asked Orgrim as he entered.

"I'm always ready. Sal replied lightly.

Out of anger, none of them talked about the mission. Although the positions of the Alliance and the Horde have always been skewed, they have unreservedly chosen to believe Duke.

As a leader, he never hesitates to think about his enemies and his allies with the worst intentions. Because the leader never represents a single person, but a large group.

Only in this way will those who trust in Him and give their lives and souls to Him will not die in vain because of the misfaith of the leader.

A mature leader should never trust any outsider. After all, when you believe in your allies more than you believe in yourself, then you can talk about absolute trust in allies.

It's not an easy thing to do.

Whether it's Sal or Orgrim, they all believe in Duke, that he has absolute hole cards and can clean up Vaskey.

Thrall's lieutenant came: "High Chief, Alliance Storm King Varian is waiting for you outside. ”

"I'll be right here. ”

Thrall strode out with the powerful men of the tribe and saw each other in military uniforms. There was firmness on everyone's face. There is absolute confidence in every pair of eyes, which is a resolute look that can only be found after all difficulties and more than one brutal battle baptism.

Varian rested his hands on the hilts of his two artifact swords, his gaze like lightning, "It's time!"

Sal nodded: "Let's go!"

Led by the Tribe's strongest mage, Anastrian, the mages of both sides of the Alliance Tribes cast a spell together to open a portal that could accommodate four carriages in parallel, and at the other end of the portal was a new small fortress built on the ruins of the Twin Towers.

As soon as the Sun King arrived at the fortress, he immediately flashed into the mage tower on the south side of the central square of the fortress, and it could be found that with the fortress as the center, a huge flame shield with a diameter of more than two kilometers was quickly generated, and the fortress was huge, and it looked like a huge fireball from a distance.

The Great Star Sorcerer Solan Lian was surrounded by a group of alliance powerhouses, and his hands were empty. The pair of delicate and feminine palms were facing a large hedron cone that was three stories high. The purple cone, exuding surging arcane energy fluctuations that caught everyone's attention.

"Boom-boom-boom-" round and round, like the tide of the sea, pushing outward.

Coming to the middle of the square, Solan Lian's every step stirred up the magic array that had already been engraved on the ground, producing a greater arcane reaction.

When Solan Lian let go of her hands and let the ten-meter-long spike slowly fall into the center of the magic circle by itself, a snaking lightning suddenly rose from the purple-black sky above the ruins of the Twin Towers.

The incomprehensible elements converge here at high speed, making the thin clouds abruptly visible. Clouds boiled like thick porridge boiling open.

When the boiling reached its peak in just a few seconds, a purple-blue point of light suddenly appeared in the sky facing the top of the hedron cone.

Like a hill falling into the water, the arcane energy of the light points set off a wave of energy in the air, spreading outward for miles in diameter.