Row after row of demons were swept away from the planet El, and a barren wasteland soon appeared in front of the guarding army. Not a single demon was left on the ground. In fact, nothing on the demons was left.

Many stars breathed a sigh of relief and knelt on the ground with a plop. Jarod had experienced ups and downs, but still had an uneasy feeling in his heart. This war is not over yet, and everything will not end like this...

"Everyone stand still!" he shouted loudly. He grabbed the herald beside him with his uninjured hand and ordered: "Blow the horn! I want the army to restore order! Get ready to go immediately!"

A Templar rushed to his side and looked at the wound on his arm. Jarod tried to calm down and try to clear his thoughts.

"Shall we catch up?" shouted a noble, and Jarod didn't like his impatience.

"No!" the commander replied sternly, forgetting that the two were at different levels: "We now have to wait for the orders from Archon Crassus and the others. Only then can we take action... No matter whether we march into Aissalin or escape

Here, we all need to prepare quickly!"

The nobles followed the order and left. Only then did Jarod have time to let the Templars heal him. He once again looked in the direction where the demon flew away, and in the direction of the Well of Karanlin, the capital of the protoss.

It won't end like this, absolutely not...

On the continent of Aiur, the Burning Legion was swept away from the ground and rolled helplessly towards the Well of Kalanlin. Their struggle was meaningless to the strong wind, and they gathered on the lake. Like a

The large swarm of bees then fell into a huge whirlpool.

"Is this it? Is it over like this?" Luo Sheng shouted.

"Maybe... maybe not!" Crassus turned to Ophiro and shouted, "Hurry to Zeratul!"

He nodded and flew sideways towards Zeratul and Kesela. Luo Sheng and the red male worm also flew over.

Zeratul and his mount hovered above the vortex, and the protoss was enveloped in the golden light of the Worm Soul. His dark skin now looked as pale as Krasus. He glanced at the Archon uneasily.

"He still wants to pass through the portal!" Zeratul's face looked much older. There were wrinkles on his face and his eyes were sunken. "I don't know if my spell can control the situation!"

Crassus looked down, his keen senses allowing him to see into the depths of the Well of Karanlin.

Look deep into the portal...

He saw Dideros, the leader of the Burning Legion.

The molten armor wrapped the bronze warrior from his neck to his feet. He was exuding black violent power, which was so powerful that it stung the consul's eyes.

Crassus endured the pain and bravely looked at the evil face. It was a twisted but perfect face. A long time ago, there was a handsome, even perfect creature. Crassus knew that it was this person.

The race to which a creature belongs creates this world.

But now this handsome face is full of evil. His body is dead, his eyes are burning with fire, and he is in a state of extremely chaotic emptiness.

Dideros had sharp fangs. He waved a long and thick tail behind him. Jagged scales protruded outward from the top of the tail. His hands had curled claws, and he waved in one hand.

An evil sword, only half of the sword is left, but its jagged blade is still very lethal.

Suddenly, Krasus took a breath of cold air and looked at the scene in front of him in horror. On the top of the extremely ugly weapon, a tiny blood-colored body was pierced on it.

It's Kes.

The Archons, who had been in a state of excitement, had forgotten about Xx. Only then did Krasus understand why they were able to gain extremely precious time. Xx sacrificed himself to delay the actions of the Burning Legion.

Dideros was standing at the door at this moment. This incredible force drove his troops back to his lair, but Dideros still walked forward with all his strength. Finally, he came to the teleportation door...

Just as Dideros approached the door, Crassus saw a shocking scene. The big devil was actually injured. But it was just a small injury. There was a shallow wound on his right leg. Crassus' keen eyes

It was recognized that the injury was caused by an axe.

It was Kes's axe. All this seemed impossible, but the forbidden battle ax really wounded Dideros. Although it did not cause any substantial damage to him, this wound made many things possible.

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"Rasheng! Ophiro! We must act at the same time! Zeratul! Get ready! You will have a chance to destroy the portal, but the opportunity is fleeting!"

The others acted as he was told. Krasus felt that his queen and Rashan allowed him to channel their power. The red worm and Kythera also injected power into him. Everything was ready, waiting for Zeratul to send out

A final blow, but if this last effort fails, none of them will survive.

Krasus' eyes flashed with power, and he directed everyone's magic at the portal. The Archons believed that the focus of the demon leader made the Archons' desperate attack possible.

Compared to Dideros, Hattu and Harturas were as insignificant as fleas. The combined power of a hundred giant worms was nothing to him.

If Krasus directly attacks Dideros' body, such as attacking the chest and head, it would be very ridiculous, at least for the demon leader. Krasus' incredible blow has shown that Zeratul and his teacher have injected

The magnitude of the force in it.

On the contrary, the Archon used all the power given to him by others to attack the insignificant wound left by X's battle ax - part of the ban on the planet El.

Immediately afterwards, the restraint released took effect. Crassus felt Dideros's attention temporarily weakened. Not because of pain - that was what they most wanted to see happen - but because of fright.

Krasus' goal was achieved. "Act, Zeratul!"

Zeratul held the Soul of All Insects tightly in his hands and launched the final blow to the portal.

Crassus made a desperate move. The wound left by the battle ax would be very sensitive. If attacked, it would be enough to attract the attention of the demon leader for a short time. All their accumulated power would temporarily distract him, and Dideros would instinctively focus his attention.

The force is removed from the entrance.

The entrance to the huge vortex suddenly trembled, and then lost its cohesion. An energy explosion suddenly occurred deep in the vortex.

The portal begins to collapse.

The flaming edges around the portal collapsed one after another. Dideros tried to rebuild it, but the whole situation was out of control, and even his power could not save it. Those precious seconds stole the victory of the demon leader.

What happened next shocked Crassus. Unwilling to accept the fate of failure, Dideros stepped into the collapsed portal, trying to pass through it and repair it at the same time.

His desire led to his ultimate destruction. At the moment when the portal exploded, the demon leader found himself stuck in the door, unable to escape. He couldn't escape, and he couldn't get his legs back.

The giant burning insect threw away the sword in his hand and punched the entrance with both fists, but to no avail. The passage between the two worlds narrowed sharply, and finally squeezed him tightly in the middle. Dideros roared wildly, and his voice was heard all over the place.

People's hearts can't help but echo.

I will not fail! No way!

The portal continued to shrink, and Dideros seemed to shrink with it. He tried his best to open the passage, but under his huge power, the inside of the portal began to catch fire.

Just when the demon leader roared violently and hit the wall desperately... the portal suddenly disappeared.

Dideros also disappeared.

"Successful!" Zeratul gasped, "Succeeded-"

His voice stopped suddenly, and the portal had disappeared, but the huge whirlpool in the center of the lake was still spinning crazily. What was worse, the whirlpool seemed to be expanding. Zeratul discovered that the lake water continued to hit Aesaleen's shore

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Zeratul turned to look at Krasus and asked, "What's going on?"
Chapter completed!