Chapter 85 Fel Battleship
Andrea, who was running in the palace, was extremely grateful. Fortunately, Azshara's palace was too vast and the outer courtyard was far from the core area.
Andrea is sure that Azshara knew about the battle just now, but at least so far, the assault squad has not been blocked by the armed maid sent by the Queen.
Entering the area of the side hall where the Well of Eternity is located, this is not a familiar area to Andrea.
Illidan walked in front of the silent exchange position, and Tyrande's dissatisfied and unfamiliar eyes hurt him very much.
"I'll lead the way and hurry up. There's only a little time left before the arrival of Sargeras."
Andrea's gossipy eyes frolicked back and forth between three childhood sweethearts who looked as unfamiliar as strangers, but he did not ask inappropriate questions at the moment of tension now.
Saratas is not as reserved as Andrea. It sneered in Andrea's mind and said mockingly, "Ha~ the mixed emotions of jealousy and depression, it seems that the relationship between these three people is very complicated."
"Shut up and let me concentrate."
"Okay~ You are the master, you have the final say."
While running forward, Malfurion suddenly paused, and then his face changed drastically toward the battlefield outside the city.
The strong wind from nowhere blew by, and the assault team had to temporarily slow down its advancement.
The whistling wind whistled the trees planted in the palace for greening, and the strange sound that had never been heard seemed to be the crying of nature.
Andrea, who was also a druid, also heard the crying in the woods. He turned his head in surprise to look at Malfurion, who was sad.
"Teacher, is this..."
"Um."
Malfurion sighed sadly, "The wilderness demigod has fallen on the main battlefield, but I don't know who it is."
"Hmph~"
Illidan recalled the demigod who ignored him and showed a sneer in the corner of his mouth.
"This will not be the last fallen demigod. With Archmond on the front line, even the demigod of the wilderness is just a stronger ant in front of him."
Seeing the team's mood becoming depressed, Andrea retorted in a deep voice, "Don't speak too hard. Perhaps we are not opponents on the extraordinary battlefield, but the ordinary army of the Burning Legion is not opponents of the coalition."
"As long as there is a demigod who is brave enough to entangle the demon lord without fear of death, our army can exert 120% of its combat effectiveness under the encouragement of their desperate battles, and buy enough time for our actions."
Illidan glanced at Andrea with contempt, "The premise is that our assault is successful, Sargeras did not come to Azeroth, otherwise everyone's efforts would become useless."
"Illidan!"
Tyrande frowned unhappily, "Why do you want to gain the ambition of the enemy to destroy your might? With the protection of Elune, we will definitely complete the difficult task of exiling the Burning Legion."
"Ah Lun...he~"
When Illidan faced Tyrande, he couldn't maintain his cold and hard attitude. He smiled bitterly and said, "That's because you don't know what I saw, and you don't know where the Burning Legion really makes people desperate, I..."
"Let's stop here."
Andrea stopped moving forward and looked at the distant sky solemnly, "We are probably in big trouble."
Under the gaze of most people on the battlefield, a metal pointed tip infected by evil energy emerged from the portal that had expanded countless times, and then a flying warship that exceeded 200 meters in the field slowly drove out of the portal.
Yilidan watched the warship enter throughout the whole process, and his face became very gloomy. "No, the portal is so large that it can pass through large-scale objects. If such a space warship enters in large quantities, the situation of the war will definitely undergo irreversible changes."
The Well of Eternity was already in front of you, and Andrea could even see the upper elf mage next to the well being urged by the demon to continue casting spells from afar.
The elegant and arrogant upper elves could not see their previous style at this time. Because of excessive consumption of magic, they all looked pale and haggard, as if they might fall down due to overdrawing in the next moment.
The dragon in the sky took the lead in launching an attack on the Fel Cruiser, and the scorching ultra-high-temperature dragon breath spewed on the surface of the battleship, quickly roasting the local metal shell of the battleship into red.
But for a cruiser with a total length of more than 200 meters, this damage cannot cause a fatal blow to the hull.
The evil air defense artillery mounted on the ship opened fire at the command of the captain, and the dragons had to stop attacking and dodge everywhere. Andrea and others saw with their own eyes that the double main gun on the deck of the battleship was adjusting the angle and gradually aiming at the direction of the main battlefield.
"Can't wait any longer! Keep moving forward, and the portal must be prevented from expanding as soon as possible. If there are a few more such spacecraft, all our efforts will be shattered!"
The well guarding demon guarding beside the Well of Eternity noticed the movements of Andrea and others, and rushed towards them under the command of a demon guard who looked a lot higher than his kind.
Malfurion turned aside his usual warmth and led the way into the enemy group with the giant bear's body. The death of the demigod in the wilderness and the appearance of the evil warship made him unable to take into account his previous respect for life.
The big druid drove his all to transform into a powerful killing weapon. His claws were covered with green blood, and even some demonic flesh and blood remained on the corners of his mouth.
Tyrande is not strong in combat without cheating, and the Rage Brothers are unwilling to let her rush into the front line and be in danger.
Her restraining shooting and magical skills have very obvious auxiliary effects on the team. Ronin and Crassus also stood beside Tyrande and rubbed the big fireball with a whisper.
The elves, who were gradually numb, saw their resistance and mechanically raised their heads to look at the place of the battle. They had not yet figured out the situation for a while.
But not all the upper elves were confused by the magic output day and night, and a trace of splendor flashed in Dasrema's eyes, who had been waiting for a long time.
"Friends, your recent experience should have made you all understand the true face of the Burning Legion. Do you still want to continue to follow these evil demons who are naturally cruel?"
Some of the upper elves who were close to the demons were selected as supervisors. Seeing Dasrema openly inciting the emotions of everyone present, they shouted in shock and angrily.
"Sunchaser! You can't stop talking. Do you want to betray your own tribe members?"
"It is you who betrayed!"
Dasrema pointed at the legs of the dog and shouted angrily, "The upper elves have always been noble and confident. We never wag our tails and beg for mercy from anyone. Look at what you do now! What is the difference between you and the pug with a dead face hanging on your master's legs!"
"You are looking for death, are you sick! Come on, kill this traitor!"
The angry supervisors immediately shouted and tried to command others to extinguish Dasrema's resistance, but the upper elves present stood there, with a very hesitant expression. It was obvious that Dasrema's words just now resonated with many people.
Seeing this, Dasrema was refreshed, and he once again called out in a high and contagious voice, "Comrades, it's time for him to stand up and resist the devil's atrocities!"
"Do you hope to tell your children in the future that the noble upper elves survived the so-called 'God envoy' just because they wag their tails and beg for mercy?"
"For you, please consider our descendants. The upper elves will never succumb to the threat of demons! Join me and let the world see the true style of the descendants of the meritorious descendants who suppressed the troll rebellion!"
Chapter completed!