Titan Dawn

The Battle of the Gate of Condemnation officially kicked off.

The Alliance and Horde airship fleets are in front of the giant gates. The sound of machine guns and rapid-fire guns is continuous, and the powerful fire barrage forms a solid line of death, harvesting the gargoyle army trying to shoot down the airship.

The main ground forces of the two sides, one from the other, are carrying out long-range artillery fire coverage strikes towards the Gate of Scourge.

The Silver Northern Expeditionary Army and the Scarlet Pioneer Army firmly guarded the rear, fighting the blood of the undead army that came to support the entire Keel Wilderness area.

The cannon sound of Zhentian suddenly stopped, not because the door of condemnation was broken, but an existence suddenly appeared in front of the giant gate.

"The Lich King, you have to pay for your crimes, accept the trial and anger of Azeroth!"

The Duke of Berwal held the sword in his hand and shouted at Arthas.

"It's sad. In that case, I'll kill you first. Let's start ... this lowly orc."

Under the ice-blue helmet, Arthas's voice came out coldly, and then he raised Frostmourne and pointed towards Little Saurfang.

Already not ready to recklessly charge the Lich King, Saurfang, immediately felt that his body was pulled by a huge traction.

"You will be Frostmourne's first tonic at the Gate of Scourge, Orc ..."

Between the flashes of light and flint, the huge axe in Saurfang's hand shattered, and he was alive.

"The highest treaty, the tribe agreed! Please God to save him!"

General Nazgorin roared immediately in his heart.

"Very good, a ten-year agreement was formally established."

Titan's voice also responded to him instantly.

Little Saurfang was stunned by Frostmourne, but he was surprised to find that he had no pain, as if his body suddenly became air.

"How do you ..." Before the Lich King finished, a dark golden light erupted from the pierced place of Saurfang the younger, and the orcs were directly bombarded back, falling accurately into the tribe's Army formation.

Immediately afterwards, another dawn dawn rose from behind the Alliance and Horde army, and then quickly moved towards the Gate of Condemnation.

"Alsace, you beast, you will atone for the people of Lordaeron, and for your father!"

Princess Carlia held up the golden long sword "Dawning Morning Light" and rushed towards Arthas.

"Oh, my dear sister, you who were cowardly and have no opinion, now even join me in the crusade against me, which really surprises me.

"Animal, don't call my sister!"

Carlia rushed to Arthas, the golden sword violently collided with Frostmourne, and suddenly a violent air flow set off by energy spread out.

The "dawn dawn" in Carlia's hand was not the epic warlord's axe that had been smashed into pieces by Saurfang the younger. This long sword was a real artifact.

The two quickly distanced themselves, and Kalia wanted to zoom in, and the Lich King laughed lowly.

"What a surprise to me, I thought that the most powerful death knight material was Tirion Fortin alone. I didn't expect my dear sister to meet my requirements."

"Animals, your fallen makes me sick!"

At this moment, a very thick ice arrow whistled towards the Lich King, and the latter easily blocked the attack.

"Oh Jaina, you're here too, it's been a long time."

Jaina, wearing an ice shield, floated from behind the Northern Expeditionary Alliance and flew over. There was no longer any love or delusion for Arthas in her eyes.

"Alsace, you have to pay the price of everything you do for the suffering of Lordaeron, Dalaran and Kul Tiras."

"Then I will kill you first, stupid woman, and then I will turn you into a lowly banshee to serve me forever."

"Hehehehehe ..." A hoarse and awkward voice filled with negative energy, laughter from the hillsides that wanted to take revenge on the society.

The pharmacist Putres and his team of pharmacists finally appeared.

Without the kind of mental retardation of the villains, Putres immediately ordered a large-scale undead plague bomb to be projected below.

"Death, all painful death! Your death will be my first meeting to the Burning Legion!"

The Duke of Berwar and the newly restored Saurfang younger looked at him with caring fool eyes, and did not order the airship fleet to attack.

The Northern Expeditionary Alliance, which had been prepared for the first hand, immediately responded.

Dozens of draenei priests no longer hide themselves, they and ordinary priests jointly release a huge dome dawn dawn shield.

This spell was changed from the large defensive spell called "Mantra: Obstacle" when they still believed in the Holy Light, except that the energy changed from Holy Light to Dawn and Morning Light.

The Northern Expeditionary Union is all right, and the Lich King is more miserable.

Princess Carlia, who had already heard the news, immediately opened her biggest life-saving skills: invincible Hearthstone.

Nonsence. . . Divine shield.

This life-saving skill, which is also a modification of the Paladin skill, can only be used by the devout Dawn Knight.

Not only to mobilize the dawn dawn of the whole body, but also to borrow more divine power from the Lord of Dawn in order to resist any degree of attack.

Watching Arthas roar back in pain, the door of condemnation had opened a gap.

The Lich King was affected by the plague bombers of this revenge society, because these plagued bombs were targeted not only to the living, but also to the undead.

The purpose of pharmacist Putres is to make both sides feel bad.

"We'll meet again soon, beast, next time is your death."

Princess Caria picked up Jaina, who had opened the ice barrier ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~, and turned into a large ice block. She quickly turned over and rode on the steed with the dawn dawn, and then pulled back.

Looking back at the condemning door that was about to close, Carlia made a move.

She threw the golden artifact sword and slammed it in the middle of the giant gate.

The Gate of Condemnation, the massive 1,000-ton gate made by the Saronite, was stuck in such a way that it could no longer be closed tightly.

On the cliff, Pharmacist Putress reluctantly prepared to retreat. Although he was wondering why the alliance tribe's airship fleet did not attack his team, it was really too late to run again.

Turning around, Putres saw a big surprise and instantly understood why he was not attacked.

"Where are you so anxious to go, my dear Putres, don't you stay and talk to your queen?"

Not far away, in the army of the forsaken who surrounded the pharmacist squad, the dark queen Sylvanas, holding a long black bow, came out riding a black chocobo, looking coldly at Putres. .

Putreston was chilling, and fear filled his heart.

Varimathras failed? Or did the Dreadlord lie to himself?

But he had no time to think about it. An arrow with shadow power whistled and pierced into his chest.

A heartbreaking pain filled Protres's spirit, and he collapsed to the ground in dismay.

"Kill all the useless traitors. As for Putres and his close friends, I think Cthulhu will like these toys very much."

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