This is the case for demigods, not to mention mortals.
A large number of lives were consumed like ants. In this primitive and backward era, no one knew how many people had died except the relatives and friends who were familiar with the victims.
Perhaps, after the death of the demigods of Azeroth, they can indeed find a chance to be resurrected in the distant future, but when mortals die, they are dead...
The battlefield was filled with a tragic atmosphere.
If the Burning Legion did not want to take prisoners and only wanted killing and destruction, the morale of the mortals in the coalition might have collapsed long ago.
In the sky, the dragons chose to give it their best shot.
"No one can guarantee that the traitor who claims to be lurking in the Burning Legion, or Illidan Stormrage can definitely close the portal. The only one we can trust is ourselves! Let's try our best! We will close the portal with our own power!" Alexstrasza encouraged the four guardian dragons, the dragon commandos that followed, as well as Krasus, Malfurion, Rhonin and others!
This was destined to be a charge full of pain and despair.
The sky over Azshara is gathering dark clouds.
Unfortunately, it was a dark cloud of Doomsday Guardians almost hovering in mid-air.
Archimonde went personally to deal with the strongest demigod, the White Stag Malorne, and those who stayed in the city of Azshara would not be weaklings either.
"For the legion--" The Doomsday Lord Mephistroth roared, and his huge claws dropped from high above. The army of Doomsday Guards around him, as dense as locusts, suddenly slammed towards the dragon commandos like a huge wave.
The four guardian dragons are undoubtedly the most powerful of Azeroth. With the Dragonflight's strong bodies and the power bonus bestowed upon them by the Titan of Creation, they would have been very strong.
Unfortunately, Deathwing's betrayal took away part of their souls and their power cores. Even Alexstrasza, whose power core was life, only had less than 40% of her power left compared to her prime.
Facing the siege of dozens of Void Lords, even though they were so strong, they were desperately trapped in a bitter battle. They couldn't even get close to the outer wall of Azshara.
A breath of dragon's breath could kill a dozen giant Doomsday Guards, but more demons filled the gap half a second later. With no room to recover, the dragon could only rely on its claws, mouth, wings and tail.
When Malfurion landed, he summoned a large vine net under everyone, which just caught these heroes and slowed down the impact of the fall, when Azshara's counterattack arrived.
Countless demon guards and hellhounds poured out from the city gate.
On the tall city walls, the Upper Elf wizards and Eredar warlocks lined up neatly in three rows, pouring down magical rain of various magics on the heroes.
"Follow me!" Malfurion led a group of heroes into a huge sewer that could accommodate two carriages.
In the sewers that were not flooded, there was knee-deep dark blood plasma, and a large number of corpses and debris exuded an unbearable stench. After Malfurion used a specific secret method to open the huge alloy fence blessed by magic, they had to endure the stench while continuing to rush to the Forbidden Palace of Azshara.
But soon, they were blocked by the demons that poured into the sewers like a tide.
At this moment, a creepy roar suddenly came from the portal dedicated to Sargeras in the high tower next to the Well of Eternity in the center of Azshara.
Even if you can't see it from a distance, anyone with a little magical sensitivity can feel that a terrible storm is brewing in the Well of Eternity.
Obviously, that was the fel storm unique to the Burning Legion!
Sargeras is coming soon! ?
Is everything over?!
Unable to bear it any longer, Rhonin directly used Arcane Strike to blast through the top wall of the sewer that they had used as a barrier. The heroes charged onto the ground in a suicidal manner and rushed towards the inner city.
Suddenly, a terrifying roar came from the sky, the sound even drowned out the loud noise on the entire battlefield.
Deathwing showed up, swooping down from the high storm clouds.
He rushed straight towards the Demon Soul that was floating above the Well of Eternity!
"Mine! That's mine! You despicable thieves! No one is qualified to snatch it from my claws!" Deathwing was obviously in some kind of mad state, rushing towards the Demon Soul frantically!
Although Krasus and others were full of anger and protection towards Deathwing who betrayed the Dragonflight, in such a situation, they had to shout loudly in their hearts: Well done!
The Burning Legion is powerful, so the demon lords never mind whether their enemies are one or a group, they are all guys to be dealt with anyway! Only the most evil, the most powerful races who are as eager for destruction and destruction as they are are qualified to join the Legion.
Since you dare to steal things from Nefarian, you must face the revenge of this black dragon king!
Balnazzar, Mal'Ganis, Kazzak, Krosus, the four winged demon lords suddenly flew into the air. However, the two dreadlords and the two doomsday lords were in the air just in case.
"Bang!" A huge three-dimensional protective magic circle suddenly appeared from the void, and an evil yellow-green light burst out, which shot Deathwing away.
Not only does it bounce away, it also has decent counterattack damage.
"No--"
The black dragon once again rushed towards the impenetrable magic. His body continued to burst into flames, and because of his excessive strength, his body broke apart, so he had to use the armor made by the goblins to maintain his body, but now the counterattack of the magic circle triggered his injuries.
It was obvious that the armor had not yet completely sealed the cracks in his body. He rushed towards the Demon Soul with eyes wide open and full of anger, and his speed was so fast that Malfurion was stunned.
This time, the magic circle changed. A cluster of green light that illuminated the entire world enveloped the entire black shadow.
Neltharion was tricked and was hit by a powerful move. He screamed and turned over at least five times in the air. Even the four demon lords who had been waiting nearby flew over together, ready to take advantage.
At this moment, an accident happened!
Deathwing's blood was sprayed on the ground, which was originally insignificant. Obviously, the Burning Legion did not expect that Neltharion's blood contained extreme corrosiveness.
As luck would have it, the black dragon's blood was poured onto two of the six nodes of the magic circle, directly melting the Eredar wizards on the nodes into a pool of bloody mud.
The magic circle collapsed immediately!
The big explosion happened!
After a series of earthquakes, beings from different camps were astonished to see a slender blue-purple hand grabbing the small Demon Soul disc!
That's blind - Illidan Stormrage!