"Devil, don't want to hurt my people!"

Facing the threat of hellfire, Velen, the leader of the draenei, finally stepped forward.

The mighty power of the holy light condenses in front of him, and then it is poured into a hellfire body.

"Roar-"

The holy light entered the body, and the giant who was arbitrarily destroying the city wall suddenly roared and raised his head.

"Kakka-"

The original solid surface of Hellfire was full of cracks, and the golden light came out from the cracks.

With the needless roar of Hellfire, its rock-like body became more and more cracked and denser, and finally the whole body burst apart under the action of the Holy Light.

As expected of Velen, just one move [Holy Light Bomb] killed a hellfire.

Under the explosion, the hellfire burned with chaotic flame fragments, and many unlucky orcs were unfortunately stuck with the flame, and even the draenei wailed and burned to ashes without even touching it.

Around Velen, masters such as Akama, Nellie, Maraad also attacked one after another to help the soldiers deal with the most difficult enemies.

However, there are too many enemies to attack, and the hellfires that fall from time to time make them exhausted. Even if Velen and the others make their best effort, they will inevitably have something they can't take care of.

Under such an offense, even Shattrath could not last long.

Finally, under a loud noise, a city wall collapsed under the continuous blow of hellfire, revealing a huge gap.

The draenei who originally stood on the wall suffered heavy casualties in the collapse of the wall.

Although he finally noticed that Velen here killed the hellfire, everything was irreversible.

The collapsed city wall gave the orcs a clear breakthrough.

As a result, crazy orcs and roaring ogres swarmed into this gap, brandishing their weapons, and the draenei on the other side did not let it go.

One side desperately wanted to rush in, and the other side wanted to stop the incoming, so the **** battle started at this gap.

This gap of several meters has become a huge mouth in the abyss that devours life.

Even Vinyl, who has been accustomed to seeing wars for thousands of years, was stunned when he saw this scene.

The rage he had seen before when any orc was fighting fiercely was incomparable to what he saw before him.

These orcs have no tactics, no defense, and do not retreat when it is time to retreat. No death or injury can prevent these killing machines from throwing themselves at this terrible meat grinder.

They are just killing, spreading death and accepting death, stupidly rushing into the dead end of the trap.

This should be the case for the orcs, they fell heavily, blood pouring from them, and Velen was not sad for this. But the draenei...

Even the draenei were infected by this terrible killing and became one of them. The noble life that used to live for tens of thousands of years is now the same as the short-lived and frantically multiplying indigenous races in front of us. For this piece of space that is no more than a few meters long and wide, simply put your life into it, and then simple The death of Shan is almost meaningless.

However, the so-called meaning does not matter to both parties on the battlefield.

They no longer pay attention to anything, the only thing that can affect them is the screaming impulse in their blood, and the battle roar from their throats.

Dozens...hundreds...no, no, thousands of people died in this small gap, blue and green corpses piled up in this gap, in this Shura field, there was only massacre and chaos, and endless madness.

At this moment, Vinylon looked very weak.

He wanted to stop all of this, wanted to prevent this unnecessary death, he didn't want his people to join the fight for nothing for the stupid reason of "competing for a gap of more than ten square meters", and eventually die without name.

But he can't do it.

Because if you don't fight, you will die, even now, even if he knows that his people are on the way to death, he can't stop them from fighting.

Just as he was holding back the weakness and sorrow in his heart and wanted to do something, a bright light in the distance attracted his attention.

The light was so dazzling that many draenei and orcs on the battlefield couldn't help turning their heads to look.

Even the fierce battle in the gap in the city wall stopped for a second or two.

I saw a black star shining dazzlingly in the sky to the southeast. On the surface of the dark stars, terrible energy continues to condense, agitate, expand and compress, as if something terrible is about to change.

Then, from among the stars, a huge black beam suddenly shot out, the direction is right here.

He had seen such a scene once.

That time, it was still the orcs attacking and the draenei defending.

That time, the place where the black stars rose was Shadowmoon Valley, which eventually destroyed the draenei holy land-Karabor Temple.

This time, it was still the orcs attacking and the draenei defending.

This time, the place where the black stars rose was Talador, and the draenei were defending their main city, Shattrath.

Familiar scenes, familiar plots, and familiar characters are just like the reappearance of the Battle of Karabor.

Chapter 1104 Dark Star, Magic Nuclear Bomb

Under this circumstance, the orcs took it for granted that it was their own support, and they were all excited, feeling that the victory or defeat of the war was determined.

The draenei who had participated in the Battle of Karabor were desperate, and the scene of failure had already emerged in their hearts.

Even Kil'jaeden himself and his spokesperson-Gul'dan, who personally presided over the "Dark Star" attack on Karabor-were not alert.

They just looked at each other suspiciously, taking this situation as a backstop arranged by the other to ensure that Shattrath was broken.

After all, with their knowledge of the draenei, how dare these "dead brains" use the power of shadow in the public.

Although they couldn't figure out where the other party found the second dark star.

But when they saw each other's puzzled eyes, the two immediately understood.

This time the Dark Star was not arranged by the other party at all.

But now, everything is too late.

The energy of the dark star has been condensed, and the beam of light that destroys the world has been launched.

This time, it was no longer the orcs who raised the dark star, but the draenei.

This time, the place where the Dark Star rises is no longer Shadowmoon Valley dominated by the orcs, but Auchindoun, the city of the draenei.

This time, the direction the beam was aimed at was not the draenei, not Shattrath, but the front of Shattrath, the tribal army and the clearing where they are now.

When the shadow's beam hit the center of the tribe's team, many orcs did not even react.

"boom--"