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The feeling of suffocation came over waves, and Jaina felt that her blood was about to freeze, her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and her vision was getting blurry...

In a trance, past the fighting of blood and fire, and past the barriers of many demons, she seemed to see a lich standing on the broken city wall in the distance, exuding the power of shadow and cold.

The Lich stretched out one hand, its bony palm in a grasping shape, pointing at Jaina from a distance.

The Lich's ice-blue eyes were full of sarcasm and ridicule, as if Jaina, who was imprisoned by him, was just a helpless lamb waiting to be slaughtered...

Just as she was about to fall into coma, Jaina suddenly felt a warm current entering her body, instantly dispelling all the coldness.

The gray world regained its color, the sound of gold and iron clashing, and the shouts of killing resounded in the sky again. Under the flow of this warm current, Jaina seemed to be suddenly pulled back from hell.

Seizing the opportunity, she immediately tried her best to gather her remaining mana, aimed at the direction of the warm current, and used the flash spell to escape from the confinement. As soon as she landed, she covered her throat, kneeling on the ground like a rescued drowning person, out of breath.

He coughed for a while.

"Cough...cough!"

"Are you okay, kid?"

A gentle voice sounded, and a strong arm covered with exquisite light armor stretched out to Jaina. She stretched out her hand to hold the palm, and turned her head gratefully to look at the savior who helped her get out of a dead situation.

"It's...ahem...it's okay, thank you, Ms. Tyrande..."

Tyrande's palm was still filled with a layer of bright brilliance like moonlight, and with a gentle force, she pulled Jaina up.

"Come on, we must take back the pass."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly frowned, picked up the tired Jaina without any explanation, and jumped to the side nimbly.

Where the two people were standing, a burst of putrid shadow power soon rose, and all the vegetation withered instantly, following the two people like a shadow, as if a shadow maggot capable of devouring life force appeared on the ground.

During the journey, Jaina's pretty face turned red. She had never been treated like this before. Although she was not heavy, and could even be said to be a little thin, she was definitely a big burden. Tyrande was still very fast in her movements.

Incomparably, it doesn't look like you are holding someone in your arms?

"It's that lich. In the confrontation just now, I felt its power. It must have strength beyond legend..." Through Tyrande's arms, Jaina noticed the direction of the lich's spellcasting on the city wall.

It was on his side, so he made a sound to remind him.

Tyrande concentrated on escaping from danger and did not reply. After getting rid of the pursuit of the Lich's withering spell, she quickly put Jaina down and prayed silently.

It seemed that the prayer had an effect. Jaina was surprised to find that a beam of moonlight fell from the sky and enveloped the two of them. The withering spell that was chasing after them was completely blocked.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, not only was the power of shadow unable to advance, but Jaina's physical and mental strength also quickly recovered.

Boom, boom, boom...

The vibrating sound of the bowstring was extremely dense. With his free hand, Tyrande continued to draw arrows from the quiver behind his back at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, and shot arrow after arrow at the Lich on the tower.

The lich seemed to be afraid of the arrows filled with bright moonlight, so he immediately interrupted the spellcasting and disappeared into the air.

Tyrande kept shooting, and then aimed at the large demons that were killing everyone in the military formation, but that were difficult for his own people to deal with. Every arrow could accurately hit the weak point of the Doom Guard, or penetrate the Hellfire.

The core of the chest caused the invulnerable large demons to be killed one after another. With the power of one person, he wiped out the biggest threat in the vast battlefield area...

this……

Is this Tyrande's strength?

Jaina stared blankly at the Valkyrie-like Tyrande, feeling that her knowledge of the night elf leader had been completely overturned.

…

The addition of red dragon and night elf reinforcements suddenly stabilized the front line of the human base.

There were constant flames in the sky, and countless magic bats and doomsday guards were burned into charred corpses by the dragon's breath and fell down. The large raptor transformed by the druid, the two-headed chimera, gave the air force the ability to counterattack.

The ground rumbled, and the ancient tree men, who were more than ten meters high, harvested the lives of demons like wheat. They held the thick tree trunks in their hands and swept across them vigorously. For a while, the demons flew around and fell into pieces.

The tree men at the rear kept digging out huge rocks and throwing them at the demonic array; the nature-friendly owl beast, with its round belly covered with soft fur, cast spells to summon the angry force of nature, and flew across the battlefield into the distance.

The strong furbolg is like a small bulldozer, and can even wrestle with an angry guard twice its size...

Nature is angry and creatures are screaming.

Under the leadership of the reinforcements, the coalition forces reversed their decline, and with unprecedentedly high morale, they curbed the devil's advance and slowly pushed the devil back to the mouth of the valley.

With every step forward, a large number of soldiers will sleep forever under the fertile soil of Mount Hyjal.

But as long as the valley mouth can be regained and favorable terrain is occupied, even if the devil has thousands of troops, it will be difficult to spread out its troops and it will be impossible to take advantage of its military strength.

By then, the situation of the coalition forces will be greatly improved, and all of this...

It's all worth it!

"Kill them all, kill all these demons!"

"For Theramore!"

“Lok Tar O’gar!”

The soldiers waved their swords, tirelessly, and fought furiously. They fought forward and pushed back, squeezing the demon back. The hippogryph knights in the air also launched a counterattack with the help of the red dragon.

Victory is within reach, hope is in front of you!

The clouds that obscured the moonlight have dispersed, seeming to herald a hearty victory...

It's coming soon!

Under the united counterattack, the devil was defeated.

Throwing away their helmets and armor, they fled in panic. Like a tide, they shrank towards the breach in the city wall.

Dawn has arrived.

But before I had time to cheer...

boom……

boom……

boom……

The ground began to vibrate rhythmically, as if something huge was walking on this ancient land.

Along with the earth-shaking footsteps, a deep and deep voice resounded through the battlefield.

"I must admit..."

"Your tenacity is far beyond my imagination."

"But all resistance is destined to be meaningless."

"Your world will eventually burn up in the wrath of the Burning Legion."

"Everything will be swallowed up."

In the steaming and rolling mist, a terrifying figure slowly appeared.

He has the appearance of an eredar, but is taller than any eredar, dozens of meters tall, and looks down upon everything.

He was so tall that he completely occupied the narrow pass.

Under the dark gray skin, the knotted muscles bulged high, full of violence and primitive wild beauty. No one doubted the great power contained in this body.

He stood quietly behind the city wall, his dark green eyes without a trace of emotion, looking at everything and everyone, as if the tens of thousands of troops he faced were just insects that could be easily crushed.

The boiling evil energy followed like a shadow, from far to near, and soon covered half of the sky, making it difficult for even the bright moon to compete with it.

The coalition soldiers looked up, suddenly startled, and lowered their blood-stained curled blade weapons.

This is……

What kind of existence?

…

"Archimund?"

Tyrande's pupils shrank suddenly, and she felt a sense of powerlessness rising in her heart. She gritted her teeth, threw away the bow and arrow, and stretched her hands directly to the sky...

"Elune, please grant me your light, so that I can uphold your will and punish evil..."

"Uhhhhh!"

The blood vessels on the forehead of the Priestess of the Moon bulged high, and as she screamed fiercely, the bright moon hanging high suddenly became two points brighter.

A second later, stars filled the sky falling from the sky.

Rumble!

Thunderclouds gathered again, thunder roared in the rolling clouds, and a lightning bolt as thick as a bucket flashed through the air in an instant, arriving first and hitting Archimonde.

"Elements, obey my call!"

It was Thrall who took action. The tribal chief who had been severely wounded by the abyss lord Azgalor wore a black plate armor inherited from Orgrim. It was already full of cracks and stained with blood in many places. He could tell he was injured at a glance.

Not lightly, but he still managed to break away from the healer, exhausted all his mana, and summoned the angry elements...

At the same time, whether it was Jaina who had exhausted her mana, the accompanying mage, or Drek'Thar who was struggling to hold on, they all joined in.

One by one, the top experts among mortals used the most powerful spells in their lives.
To be continued...