There is something wrong with my infinite flow teammates!

This is not a game without numbers, it has fatal weaknesses. Bai Xin's sword can chop Magtheridon to the brink of death. If it weren't for the accident, it's possible that her attack could really kill the Abyss Lord instantly.

Khadgar beneath him had already raised his head. The demon was slaughtering the army, but the only person who could cause harm to it was standing in a daze!

In less than thirty minutes, perhaps just over twenty minutes, the coalition forces would be completely slaughtered!

The battlefield had already begun to collapse, and the coalition's fighting spirit had waned. They had been fighting from Shadowmoon Valley to Argus for seven or eight hours. Even Turalyon, who was shuttling among the demons, was a little exhausted, and the holy light in the Lightforged began to dim.

But at this moment, the portal suddenly moved. Illidan no longer injected energy into it, but flew to Bai Xin and fought with the huge lord of the abyss.

Suddenly, a slender figure wearing dark golden body armor walked out of the door. She was wearing a dark green cape and holding two crescent-shaped battle blades.

Her long, beautiful silver hair peeked out from the hair hole of her helmet and was tied up in a high ponytail...

Kitahara Sora seemed to have suddenly thought of something, his pupils suddenly opened wide, and he stared at the two perfect round battle blades in her hands.

Then he stretched out his hand, and a ball of scarlet energy popped out with a "pop" and turned into a ball of scorching flame.

The use of energy, the construction of spell models... Blue Dragon's understanding of the power of magic became truly clear in his mind at this moment.

The jumping flame became more and more vigorous, and it quickly changed shape in his hand, and finally turned into a circular wheel. The flame wheel began to rotate, and the speed of rotation became faster and faster... until the circular wheel turned into a round of sharp energy saw teeth.

"Om-"

The flaming wheel spun violently in Bei Yuankong's palm, emitting a terrifying buzzing sound. The light wheel changed from dark red to bright red, until it was somewhat dazzling.

"Yeah... I've read infinite novels before. Even Zheng Daxing can create his own combat skills, so why should I be limited to the standard skills exchanged from the observers... If you stick to the rules, you will never be able to break free from the shackles."

One graceful figure after another walked out of the portal over there. They were wearing uniform armor, and their graceful figures were hidden in their cloaks.

One person, ten people, a hundred people, a thousand people... crowded and orderly.

Inspiring shouts rang out again from the coalition forces that were on the verge of collapse. The Alliance priests' hymns of hope made the spellcasters feel like a rain after a long drought, and their dried-up bodies were instantly filled up.

Every beat of the tribe's war drums made their heartbeats heavier. The wounded and exhausted warriors tightened their weapons, their eyes becoming more bloodthirsty.

"Watchers...my sisters!"

Maiev raised the blade in her hand above her head, like a full moon in the sky, illuminating the tragic battlefield.

“Today may be the day of our sacrifice, but it is also the day of our glory.” Maiev shouted: “For Azeroth, kill all the demons!”

"For Azeroth—"

"For Azeroth!!"

All the watchers shouted in unison, like nimble deer, crossing the Illidari's defense line and rushing towards the demons!

And when they all came out of the teleportation door, several sturdy figures appeared outside the door again.

The tall and strong man had long black hair tied into a freehand ponytail. He wore a golden lion heart armor. On the left shoulder guard of the armor was a majestic lion head carving, and on the right was a sharp falcon.

King Varian Wrynn has two hideous scars on his face, which were left when he was still in the arena and won the honorary title of "Ghost Wolf Champion".

A three-meter-tall giant mecha appeared beside the king. The cockpit door opened and a thin old man, less than one meter tall, appeared. He was the leader of the dwarfs, the great craftsman Mekkatorque.

Next to the master craftsman was a dwarf who was over 1.3 meters tall, wearing heavy armor and a crown.

The dwarf holds an axe in his left hand and a hammer in his right hand. Although he is short in stature, he gives people a majestic aura like a mountain. It feels like as long as you stand behind him, he can block any danger for you.

His name is Magni Bronzebeard, King of the Hill.

Finally, a night elf woman with dark green curly hair, wearing sexy priest clothes and riding a ferocious white tiger came out.

As soon as the Moon Priestess Tyrande Whisperwind appeared, she fixed her eyes firmly on Illidan's back in front of her.

On the other side of the portal, a skinned orc was looking at the battlefield with a frown on his face. He had a huge string of beads around his neck and a simple one-handed hammer in his hand.

Thrall, the chieftain of the Horde, was not late.

Next to the great chief, a tauren holding a huge totem looked at the battlefield with cloudy eyes.

In just a moment, the Tauren Chieftain Cairne Bloodhoof found his son, who was fighting with the demons, covered in wounds but never retreating. Baine Bloodhoof has always been his pride.

The last leader had an unusual blue skin and two tusks protruding from his mouth. He held a spear and was decorated with exaggerated feathers.

Vol'jin, chieftain of the Darkspear troll tribe, is actually more peace-loving than anyone else.

"The glory of the alliance will last forever."

King Varian Wrynn raised the sword of the Highborne, Salamani, and shouted: "It is time to send them back to the abyss!"

Thrall raised the Hammer of Destruction in his hand and shouted loudly: "The time for revenge has come. The Legion must pay the blood debt of the Horde double!"

"For Azeroth!"

"For Azeroth!"

"Roar--"

The shouts shook the heavens and the earth, and lasted for eternity! The coalition forces emerged from the huge portal like a torrent, trampling on the demon's territory like a flood of steel.

The time for revenge has come. The true expedition has begun, and we will live and die with Azeroth.

"Go ahead and destroy them!"

The wounded Illidari Council also shouted loudly: "Kil'jaeden will pay the price for his arrogance!"

The roar that almost broke the eardrums resounded throughout Argus. Looking at the oncoming army, even the low-level demons with low IQs trembled. They were stunned for just a moment before their heads were chopped off.

Bei Yuankong in the sky suddenly opened his eyes wide, the Spear of the Gods suddenly appeared in his hand, and it turned into a red light and shot straight down!

“Pah—ka!!!”

The spear pierced diagonally into the energy crystal on the chest of the World-Destroying Mech that was slaughtering the coalition forces - it went all the way into the handle!

After the mecha was pierced by the needle-sized spear, it immediately trembled all over and shook violently.

"Warning, warning, warning... System error... System error... Indiscriminate slaughter mode activated... Indiscriminate... Zizz——"

A sharp metal cutting sound suddenly came, and after Beiyuan Kong threw the spear, he turned into a sharp arrow and rushed down, stepping on the back of the mecha!

"I call it the Spartan Eight-Point Light Wheel!!!"

Bei Yuankong roared, and suddenly cut the circular light saw in his hand towards its neck!

"Zi-"

"Zi!!!"

Violent sparks gushed out from the cutting surface, and the violently spinning flame teeth were stuck firmly on the metal carapace of the evil mecha, but could not be shaken in the slightest.

"Cut it in for me!!!"

With an almost hysterical roar, the energy halo dropped by one centimeter, two centimeters, three centimeters...

"Warning, warning... the control system has been destroyed... extreme defense mode activated... evil energy is surging."

Suddenly, the shattered energy crystal on the mecha's chest emitted a strong light, and a hot evil energy that could melt everything spread from its chest, suddenly enveloping its huge body like a howling gale.

"Die!!!"

Beiyuan Kong's face was grim, and his left hand was tightly clenched on the crook of his right hand, making the sound of teeth grinding in his heart like a cat scratching amplified several times again...

Khadgar stared blankly at the blurry shadow in the flames, muttering in his heart: "It's over..."

But the next second, his eyes lit up again, and he saw that the blurry shadow was wrapped in an extremely inconspicuous oval outline.

That is……

He turned his head slowly and saw Turalyon, whose golden armor was stained with blood, had appeared here at some point. He smiled at his old friend and gave him a thumbs up.

This person couldn't die. So the moment he rushed down, Turalyon made him invincible.

The two nodded to each other, and then looked at the war mecha at the same time.

In the rushing flames, the blurry shadow suddenly paused, and then the strength of his arm suddenly failed... A huge metal head with a diameter of two meters rolled down from under his feet.

The flames also disappeared instantly at that moment, and Bei Yuankong, who was covered by the holy shield, stood on the flat neck of the evil mecha.

The headless body of the Garosi Destroyer moved, then lost its balance and half-knelt on the ground, and finally fell to the ground with a "boom".

He jumped down from the corpse and slowly walked towards Khadgar and Turalyon.

"Boom——"

More than ten seconds later, the unstable energy crystal finally exploded, and the roaring flames rose hundreds of meters high, but the guy didn't even look back at the explosion.

Even against the background of evil fire, the handsome red devil armor was retracted into the skin, revealing a cold face with silver hair and red eyes.

He shook his hand slightly, and the circular light saw in his right hand suddenly retracted and dissipated in the air.

Khadgar stroked his chin and asked in confusion, "I don't know why, but I suddenly want to beat him up?"

Turalyon also nodded slowly. "Let's talk about it after we have a chance to survive. I have tolerated him for a long time."

In another corner of the battlefield, the demon hunter girl stared blankly at Beiyuan Kong in the distance, her eyes somewhat dazed.

Although Idiot-senpai was pretending this time, he is indeed very handsome.

Chapter 54: Your Wife is Awesome

The arrival of the Alliance, the Horde, and the Watcher sisters eased the one-sided situation on the battlefield.

The dwarf craftsmen's single-man combat mechas were put into the battlefield, and their mechanical combat aircraft also flew out of the portal like flies and flew towards the evil warships in the sky.

Over there, Bai Xin, Zhang Wenbo, Zhuang Zhong and Illidan have teamed up to kill the Abyss Lord.

Compared to Magtheridon, it was still a little weaker. In the fight with the coalition forces, the shadow hound Shatug was dragged back and forth by Hui and slowly exhausted to death, lying on the ground unwillingly.

As Beiyuan Kong used the sawtooth light wheel condensed by energy to cut off the head of the Garoshi Destroyer, the mood of the surviving high-level demons finally became solemn.

It's not that we have to worry about accidentally killing them, but that we might capsize in the ditch if we are not careful.

The dreadlord Tichondrius was suspended in midair, his cloudy and cold eyes scanning the battlefield. The Azeroth coalition army marched forward triumphantly, pushing the front line to the front of the Sharp Rock Mountain again.

The other high-ranking demons present included him, the Flame Hound Falger, and the three sisters of the Witch of Destruction. Except for him, all the others were injured to varying degrees.

The dreadlord turned his gaze and looked in the direction of Illidan, and the other party also looked over at the same time.

The humiliation of being killed by a betrayer many years ago was still fresh in his mind, and his eyes turned cold again. And the three "guinea pigs" that Kil'jaeden had his eyes on...

This can't go on any longer. The support from Azeroth is coming too quickly, and the Alliance and the Horde have almost mobilized all their forces.

We must attack with all our might. If we continue to be timid, let alone capture them alive, they might soon break into the Throne Fortress. The most ridiculous thing is that Kil'jaeden is still holding back his strength. He even left almost half of his forces in the fortress to clean up the mess.

The Burning Legion cannot fail here, otherwise the master's planning for so many years will be burned to ashes.

"Any humiliating defeat comes from arrogance, without exception."

He raised his hands, and the majestic shadow energy enveloped his body...

"This is not a good thing for that lord... The creatures of Azeroth must die where they were born, and with the defeat of the Legion, there will be no force that can contend with them for the time being... The new Lich King..."

"Which sir? Warden Zoval?"

The sudden words made Tichondrius stunned, and then he turned around abruptly, only to see a crimson light suddenly coming from behind him.

"Qiang!!!"

Tichondrius stretched out his hand, and his nails, sharper than steel, deflected the sneak attacking sword. Looking at the young man with wings on his back being deflected, the Dreadlord suddenly felt a sense of shock and astonishment.

This fear definitely did not come from his strength, but from the name he just said!

"Why, why do you know the name of that lord!" The Lord of Dread was shocked.

"How could I not know? All failures are caused by arrogance, including Sargeras's self-confidence. He didn't even know that his legion had been completely infiltrated by you, the Dreadlords. Almost all of you are traitors, right?"

Beiyuan Kong sneered and said, "Sargeras doesn't know, and even Kil'jaeden, the brain of the Legion, doesn't know that the Crown of Domination and Frostmourne actually come from the Shadow Realm."

"The Jailer controlled the Lord of Arms and turned him into his puppet. And those two items were exactly what he asked to be forged... And if the Legion really fails, your master will once again send a force to create killing in Azeroth."

"And the new Lich King is not the best person to use. You can feel that for her, destroying the world is actually boring, right?"

"You...you guys..." Tichondrius stared at Kitahara Sora blankly, he was so shocked that he couldn't say a word.

"Frostmourne is a tool for creating death, and the Crown of Domination is the key to that door. Tsk, the Jailer is really... his chessboard is a bit big, I can't help but applaud him."

Tichondrius's astonished eyes gradually turned cold. From his expression, it could be inferred that they were not actually "allies".

Although the Dreadlord did not know where he knew this extremely secret, it was certain that he knew too much.

Bei Yuankong looked at him and smiled: "Frostmourne is a cursed sword. It has always had a spiritual connection with your clan. It has been trying to seduce the Lich King to rule the world. As for why I know..."

"The new Lich King is my woman. It is my existence that keeps the Lich King sane. Otherwise, why do you think the new Lich King defeated its whispers?"

"You will all die!"