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A gentleman does not stand under the fence, Salayan is very self-aware of the gap in strength between himself and Mannoroth, and he does not intend to take the risk of wrestling with Mannoroth himself.

As a senior black dragon with a lifespan of more than 10,000 years, Onyxia, who has been crazily squeezed by Deathwing all the year round, is definitely not weak. The level 64 level is worthy of her years of hard work.

Although Onyxia is still a little behind compared to Mannoroth, the gap at level 1 is not irreparable, and it can be smoothed out through the blessing of various objective factors.

Besides, Onyxia did not fight alone.

As the airborne troops cut into the battlefield and attacked the unsuspecting Burning Legion's rear from the inside of the canyon, Varok also changed his previous stance of sheep attack with heavy thunder and little rain, and ordered the coalition forces to start an all-out attack.

As Sharlayan expected, under the high-intensity two-sided attack, the Burning Legion, which was stretched to the left and right, gradually showed signs of defeat.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the three adult green dragons headed by Lana Lisi easily broke through the Legion's anti-aircraft artillery positions that fired less and less frequently, and came to the sky above the battle between Mannoroth and Onyxia.

After being assisted by three strong green dragons, Onyxia, who was at the front to absorb the damage, couldn't hide at all, and relied on the strong defense of the black dragon and the dream protection spell blessed by Lana Lisi to resist Ma Noroth's attack.

Sarlayan and Valeera continued to lead the airborne troops, demolishing their homes like uncontrolled huskies, and soon made a gap in the back of the originally impregnable line of defense.

At the same time, Grom Hellscream deviated from the scheduled landing position as expected because he had not received airborne training.

But it just so happened that Grom, who had killed all the way through the demonic logistics force, completed his warm-up ahead of schedule.

When the enemy met, they were extremely jealous.

Before Gu Yiner could stop him, Grom, who had just arrived on the battlefield, uttered a loud battle cry and joined the battle between the dragon and Mannoroth, waving his blood roar.

"Hey! This reckless man!"

Guyin Er, who was dispatching the airborne troops by Salayan's side, was jumping anxiously, but at this point, he could only suppress the anxiety in his heart and complete his own task first.

"Earth and wind! Please heed my call and let my comrades have solid protection and light footsteps!"

Today's Gu Yin'er is still very young, far from reaching the peak of his personal strength.

But as the so-called eighty at the age of three, the youthful version of Gu Yiner has initially shown the future world style.

He does have a strong talent in shamanism, and Drek'Thar, who taught him hand in hand, also praised Guyin as a rare genius among orcs for hundreds of years.

"snort!"

It's all here, and Tyrande also joined the airborne force as a matter of course.

In her own words, she needed to see for herself whether Mannoroth would be beheaded by surprise, as Sharlayan had said.

Seeing that Gu Yiner cast spells to bless his comrades beside him, Tyrande, not to be outdone, called for the protection of the moon **** Elune.

The soft moonlight shrouded all of her, improving the combat abilities of the subjects in all directions.

After receiving a bunch of buffs from the two assistants one after another, Sharlayan obviously felt his body became lighter and stronger.

'If in this state...'

After thinking for a while, Sharlayan activated the fury power left by Goldrinn in his body, and the originally clear eyes of the giant bear suddenly became more wild and furious.

"Roar!"

Using the buffs blessed by Guyin and Tyrande to assist in suppression, coupled with the insight gained from resisting Mannoroth's blow before, Sharlayan took the risk to fully activate all the power seeds left by Goldrinn.

The result was just as Sharlayan expected, the fully activated power of rage did not completely devour his sanity, and his mental state could barely maintain within the standard range.

In return for maintaining his sanity and unleashing the full force of his fury, Sharlayan finally touched the threshold that stuck him beyond the limits of mortals.

Although this method of external assistance cannot last long, the deep understanding within this period of time is very precious to Sharlayan.

If he can regain his current state in the normal state later, Sharlayan is confident that he can break through the gate that no one has ever stepped through for thousands of years in one fell swoop.

Guyin'er's strength and state were not enough at this time, he could only see that Sarlayan's combat power was improving by leaps and bounds without knowing the reason behind it.

Tyrande showed a look of astonishment without concealing it. At this time, her mood was really complicated.

‘The child of Yin Nasi hasn’t spent the first hundred years of her life, has she? This... where have I been living for more than ten thousand years? '

‘Or, is this the unique talent endowed to him by the dragon blood? '

Witnessing that Sharlayan touched the opportunity of a breakthrough before himself, Tyrande was somewhat jealous.

But at the same time, Tyrande also expected that Sharlayan, who broke through first, would bring her and Malfurion some valuable insights.

At this time, Salayan, who was maintaining a delicate balance of mental state, had no time to pay attention to Tyrande's complicated emotions, and the unprecedented novel experience completely turned him on.

Sharlayan no longer sticks to a single form, but changes its appearance and weapons at will.

For a while, he turned into a giant bear and slapped the fortifications of the Burning Legion, and then turned into a human form and waved a spear.

At this moment, Sharlayan unexpectedly turned into a silver wolf form. He still held the Valagar war sword in the form of a two-handed scimitar in his mouth. With the blessing of the wind element, he came and went without a trace in the enemy formation. The frantic shuttling caused a series of bloodbaths.

While Sharlayan was killing all directions, Mannoroth, who was pinched by four adult dragons, finally showed his fatigue.

When fighting against the three green dragons before, the biggest reason why Mannoroth had the upper hand was that no one could block his powerful brick-flying attack.

Among the five great dragons, green dragons are not the type that is good at defense. The three of Lana Lisi always need to spend a lot of energy dodging Mannoroth's attack.

After all... even just being brushed aside by that huge spear is likely to suffer serious injuries.

The situation is different now, with the black dragon princess who has a full-time defense line at the forefront, and Mannoroth can't beat Onyxia's defense at all for a while.

Not only that, but Onyxia, who is holding a magic weapon, can take a cold breath from time to time to get rid of "little surprises" for Mannoroth, and use Xalatas' bel canto rap to add some "artistic flavor" to Mannoroth's empty brain.

Taking advantage of the four giant dragons to hold Mannoroth's attention, Grom, who was the weakest, was completely ignored by Mannoroth who thought he could not break through his own defense.

His contemptuous attitude unsurprisingly angered Grom, who was already very self-respecting.

Even Lana Lisi and Onyxia themselves did not expect that the effect of the combination of dream illusion and the power of the ancient gods would be so terrifying.

When Onyxia seized the opportunity again to counterattack with the Blade of the Dark Empire, Lana Lisi was also fully prepared for a large dream illusion.

Under the combination of two and two, Mannoroth was completely confused by the real environment constructed by Xalatas with the help of external forces.

His body froze in place for several seconds, and Grom, who gathered all the strength in his body, just launched the most ferocious heroic leap and slash in his life at this moment.

"Die! Devil!"

"Cha!"

Gorehowl's broad war blade slammed heavily on the chest of Mannoroth, who was standing still.

Onyxia still remembered Sharlayan's instructions before she moved, and when she stretched out her claws to pull back Grom, who had lost his tomahawk due to a short-term loss of strength, she took advantage of the situation and made a big roundabout on the spot.

"boom!"

The thick dragon's tail just hit the wound in Goreroar, and the blade of the entire battle ax completely sank into the vital point of Mannoroth's heart.

"Ahhhh!"

The severe pain finally awakened Mannoroth who was trapped in the illusion~lightnovelpub.net~ But it was obviously too late to recover.

Before the death of the abyss lords, the violent fel energy in their bodies will automatically enter a highly active state uncontrollably.

To put it simply, when these guys die, they will cause a small but high-intensity explosion of fel energy.

Even Onyxia couldn't guarantee that she would be able to escape unscathed if she faced the explosion without any precautions.

"Back! It's going to explode!"

Relying on the centrifugal force of turning around and attacking, Onyxia, who was closest to Mannoroth, grabbed Grom, and at the same time vigorously flapped her wings and retreated quickly. The three of Lana Lisi hurriedly followed suit.

At this time, Mannoroth himself couldn't control the boiling evil energy in his body, and he waved the spear in his hand indiscriminately in the severe pain.

"No! It's not supposed to be mine..."

"Boom!"

The huge explosion resounded throughout Ashenvale, and even Garrod and the others and Archimonde, who were far away at the border of Felwood Forest, could vaguely hear it.

"This is…"

Archimonde, who had always been interested in admiring the ugliness of mortal struggles, froze, put away the playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked towards the direction of the Demon Slaughter Canyon with a frown.

"Tsk! That useless guy!"

Archimonde, whose mood took a turn for the worse, was no longer in the mood to play house with the night elves, and his huge mountain-like body stood up from his throne.

"not good!"

Garald, who always kept an eye on the overall situation, noticed Archimonde's movements immediately, and hurriedly gave orders to the defenders who were still struggling to resist the enemy's attack on the front line.

"Withdraw all! Abandon this line of defense and withdraw to the Alliance at the foot of Mount Hyjal..."

Before Garald finished speaking, Archimonde, with cold eyes, completed the spell first.

"Game time is over, face your fate, mortals!"