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Chapter 379
A scarlet shadow of blood slashed, and she could only see her flying arm and the excruciating pain, and after that, she couldn't feel anything.
"How dare you!!!!"
Seeing the tragic situation caused by his few friends, and the battlefield of death that became **** again, Bell couldn't hold back the anger in his heart any longer.
He roared and raised his hand of silver, the roaring thunder and holy light descended again, and Bell, who brazenly launched the gods, came down again in the image of the indomitable Titan guardian!
The gods before the mirror all cheered and whistled excitedly, but only Hestia's face turned pale.
The Shape of Tyr is Bell's ultimate trump card, and his only trump card. He is not a child who likes to hide cards, and on the battlefield, the one who uses his hole cards first is often the one who loses.
"die!!!!!"
The holy fire mixed with boundless anger surrounded the huge silver hand, and with the addition of arcane thunder, it slammed into Kahn like a blow to the sky!
In the face of the attack of this giant, Kahn did not have the slightest fear, but roared in ecstasy and excitement, dropping the chainsaw axe and raising his arms high.
boom! ! ! !
The roaring silver hand landed heavily, the burning holy flame, the jumping arcane thunder, and the heavy attack tore apart the surrounding berserkers, and the heavy slam left a turtle on the ground. cracked scars.
But the hammer never really hit the ground. On the surface of the warhammer, under the constant shaking of the hammer, and under the attack of countless holy flames and thunder, Kahn roared and slowly raised his arms!
The armor on his arms collapsed, his muscles swelled and burst like a rock climbing a mountain, scarlet blood covered his whole body, and his eyes burst out with even more terrifying blood light!
He is Kahn? Crozzo, Ares's god-chosen champion!
He has no fancy magic, no kaleidoscopic ability. All he has is the blood of Ares surging in the body, and the supreme power bestowed by the **** of war!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"
Kahn's angry roar resounded through the battlefield like thunder, and along with this roar, he raised his heavy silver hand and threw it to the side!
How shocking this scene fell in the eyes of other people on the battlefield. A giant of tens of meters tall and a giant hammer weighing 10 million tons was caught by a three-meter-high 'dwarf'!
This time, the morale on the Orari side collapsed even more, while on the Lagia side...they didn't need morale.
The silver hand carrying Bell's anger fell here, but this time it was not destined to be what he wanted. Kahn picked up the chainsaw axe on the ground to avoid the attack, but jumped directly onto the handle of the axe and howled and rushed towards Bell's head.
And Algana, who was flying in the sky, constantly released the cursed lady's attack to harass Bell. Every time the blood-red crystal spear hurt Tyr's shape, it would cause great pain to Bell inside.
Bell endured the pain, his left fist jumped with thunder and holy fire and smashed at Kahn, and Kahn also jumped high, and the roaring chain saw axe slashed towards Bell's eyebrows!
The blood-red chainsaw axe left a huge scar on Tyr's forehead, and even through there, the inner core could already be seen.
Kahn was also severely hit by Bell's punch, and was knocked out of the battlefield in the thunder and holy fire that hit his body directly.
How could Algana, who was flying across the sky, miss this opportunity, dragging that owl-like mad laugh, and stabbed the gap between the eyebrows!
But at this critical moment, Butcher's voice echoed in her mind.
"Retreat immediately, this is the will of Lady Carly!"
Algana froze in the air, and she glanced at Bell, who was gradually shrinking, unwillingly, but still did not dare to disobey the orders of her sister and God.
"You took a life!"
Leaving such disdainful words, Algana took the Scarlet Valkyries and then withdrew.
In a messy battlefield, Bell, who had recovered his body, leaned against the dull silver hand, looked at everything around him in confusion and pain, and fell to his knees.
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Chapter 111. The Lightcasting Ceremony
The field battle between Orari and Lagia was actually undefeated in terms of results.
But if calculated according to the real battle situation, Euleri's defeat is beyond doubt.
If calculated in terms of the battle loss ratio, Euleri's loss is undoubtedly greater than that of the Lagia Empire. Under the combined effect of the two black hands, one strengthening and the other weakening, Euleri's battle loss ratio is still greater than that of Laggi. Asia.
Most importantly, these soldiers are nothing but consumables to Ragia. The most valuable thing for a country is human life, and the least valuable thing is human life.
Familiar adventurers can’t. The careful selection and the almost involution-like depletion battle made Orari’s adventurers an alternative non-renewable resource.
Too many family adventurers have died in the hands of those fierce warriors who are not afraid of death. Those bloodthirsty warriors have dealt a deep blow to these family members who naturally feel superior.
Dignity, pride, these things have been smashed and nothing is left. In the end, even the courage was beaten.
There are too many Familiar adventurers who have survived the battlefield, frightened by those Khorne berserkers.
Their enemies are not only powerful, but brutal. It is even more brutal than in the legends, and it is even more brutal than the demons in the hero Tan.
And most importantly...
They didn't actually need to fight to death for Orari.
For these Familiar adventurers, Orari is a place where dreams come true. But this is not a hometown, not a home, nor a place that must be protected.
Adventurers never had the slightest promise from Orari. They go to dungeons to explore and kill monsters, just to become stronger.
It was God O rather than Euleri who signed the contract with them, and even this contract never said that he must sacrifice his life to protect Eulerie.
This contract is for God to give mortals power, and mortals to bring stories to God—there is no binding force of the contract.
The demoralization of an army's morale is a fatal blow, not to mention that Orari is not an army, but a group of interests gathered together.
No matter how inspiring and daring the preaching before the war was, they were afraid of more than half of the battle losses.
So of course, they all became deserters.
No, it can't even be said to be deserters. God O and his family came to O'Larry to live a better life, and they left here just to live a better life.
Orari lacks a leading character. If Loki and Freya's family can play this role well here, but they are not there, and they are even suspected of escaping from Orari.
Since even the strongest and best among them chose to leave the city, why did they stay?
Yes, Bell Cronney can fill the leadership void. But he failed, he did not bring them the dawn of victory, and the failed leader is meaningless no matter how good it is.
O'Larry's resistance was dissipated a lot at once.
The decline of this city of the gods seems to be just today. Families left Orali with their luggage in groups. Ouranos has a panoramic view of all this, but remains silent.
This scene did not surprise him, it was rather normal.
The establishment of Orari relies on the superiority of the family system to attract the gods and family to come, and when all this has to face the flames of war, unity and pride become useless.
In the face of survival, everything seems so insignificant.
However... this is not an absolute bad thing. After the big waves wash the sand, all that is left are shining shells. The heroes who are willing to advance and retreat with the city.
...
Bell Croney had locked himself in his room for three days.
He knew that as a leader, as the strongest person in Orali today, he should go out and face others, show his self-confidence, and then inspire the rest of Orari.
But he didn't want to do it, he...there was nothing he could do.
His holy light is not omnipotent, and great power cannot allow him to save Orari from the flames of war. Those who charged with him, and then died and died on the battlefield, half of them should be counted on his head. .
And the fundamental problem is...they are too weak.
Weakness is always the original sin. Without strength, there is no capital to practice justice.
"Bell! Bell!"
Hestia's calling sounded along with the knock on the door, but Bell was silent and unwilling to respond.
What he needs now is neither comfort nor encouragement, and there is no point in such a thing. What he needs is...power!
"Bell Cronney, it looks like you need a little life advice from the elders."
A pleasant and playful voice sounded in Bell's ears, he raised his head, and Mu Feng appeared in the corner of the room at some point, looking at him with a somewhat playful smile.
"Mr. Sinrich..."
Bell opened his mouth slightly, and he didn't have too many surprises and expressions about Mu Feng's elusiveness.
"Are you here to comfort me?"
"No, comfort or encouragement, empty words are meaningless." Mu Feng shook his head and smiled happily.
"I'm here to open your eyes and let you see a path that can prevent more tragedies. Become stronger and even protect O'Lari."
Bell's eyes instantly recovered, and he was even very excited!
If someone else said this, it would be fine, but Mu Feng allowed him to go to Azeroth to obtain the source of his current powerful strength!
"You yourself know and know how to make those who are willing to protect Orari to gain powerful power."
Mu Feng came slowly, put his hand on Bell's shoulder, and said softly
Bell's eyes were very confused, but it quickly became horrified.
"You have two choices." Seeing Bell clearly understand what to do, Mu Feng smiled and raised two fingers
"Fel energy, or, holy light."
The Orcs were able to cause such a devastating offensive when they invaded Azeroth, and the biggest credit is undoubtedly the blood of Malronos they drank.
Compared with the level of civilization, the level of civilization of orc tribes that normal shamans cannot exert their power is definitely far inferior to that of humans. And the humans of Azeroth are actually not weak. After all, they are essentially Titan creations, and they can be said to be of the same kind as the orcs.
But why is the orc invasion so unstoppable? In addition to the evil power of Gul'dan and his warlocks, there is more to them than the mighty power they gain through the blood of Malonos the Destroyer.
There is no doubt about the power of Mannoroth. Although it has been brushed over and over again in the plot, as the first general under Archimonde, the strength of the strongest abyss lord is definitely the top five in the legion.
As a primordial fel creature, the demon blood flowing in the main body of the abyss is a powerful demon blood that is infinitely close to the fel energy itself. It is for this reason that the blood of Mannoroth, the most powerful of the pit lords, was chosen as the source of power to strengthen the Horde Orcs.
Of course, most of the blood of Mannoroth that the orcs drank was the result of Gul'dan's many dilutions and preparations - after all, with so many orcs in the Horde, Mannoroth had to be drained hundreds of times before it was enough. .
It's like the followers of the Void contact the Void through the Old God, but are influenced by the Old God in the process. The orcs were exposed to fel energy through Mannoroth, so it was inevitable that they would be excessively interfered by the demonic nature.
A normal fel user such as a warlock like Gul'dan would not turn into an excessively violent posture like an orc. The source of the orc's madness is Mannoroth, and the weakness after that is also because of Mannoroth.
But it is the power of fel energy that strengthens them, and the reason why they are not strengthened by pure fel energy. It is because only a few people can master the pure fel power. For example, Illidan who has been blessed by Sargeras, rushing to absorb the maximum may only be as ashes as Varian in front of the Broken Beach.
This secondary sparse reinforcement route has proven to be effective, and for Orari's Familiar adventurers, this route is arguably even more suitable.
The blood of those demons is used to strengthen the body of the family, and their essence and spirit will be relatively safe under the protection of the already existing divine blood. At least it won't fall into madness like the orcs, and violently slaughter everything in front of them.
When the aftermath was inevitable, none of the guys who used fel energy roughly didn't end up being a madman obsessed with destruction. But Orari can survive, and this power is enough to let them repel Lagia's attack!
"If you need it, I can catch a group of demons at any time." Mu Feng approached Bell's ear and said in a seductive voice
"I can even catch a powerful abyss lord Magtheridon, second only to Mannoroth... Bell, if you want Orari to gain the power to resist Lagia in a short time, she needs such a very means."
Bell's expression is extremely tangled, there is no doubt that he hates evil and crazy demons, but just like what Mu Feng said. Being trampled by the scarlet warriors of Lagia, and gaining the power of evil to repel powerful enemies, it seems that accepting evil energy is not unbearable...
When he wasn't over-infused with the Holy Light, he was still the Bell Cronney who regarded his family and friends as the most important things.
"So... what about the second way?" Bell asked softly after being silent for a moment.
Even though it was clear that the first option was the best option, Bell wanted to hear about the second...possibly worse option.
"Then you will be more aware of it." Mu Feng smiled maliciously.
"Lightcasting Ceremony."
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chapter 112.
The Legion of the Light, a Legion that has fought the tens of thousands of demons of the Burning Legion for countless years in the dark.
Its founder was Zera, the Mother of Light, one of the original naaru. After the fall of Argus, Zera used her mighty power to transform an eredar starship into Zenidar, the flagship of the Light, And took many draenei to the universe, and started a long confrontation with the Burning Legion.
And those draenei who followed Zela later became known as Lightforgers. Under the guidance of Zela, this army of Lightforgers flew over the sea of stars and fought against the Burning Legion on various planets.
They actively embraced the races that survived the Burning Legion's crusade, and encouraged warriors from these races to join the Lightforge against the Legion, including the paladin Turalyon, who was later lost in Outland. Wife Alleria? Windrunner.
However, the name of the Lightforge is not just a nickname, it is a 'race'