Chapter 688

"Macare's fighting is very intense."

Dick frowned and watched Uther's return. He was really not happy. Even though hassabel, the portal guardian of the Burning Legion, had been killed in the first battle, Kil'jaeden showed unparalleled wisdom and determination in this raid.

Under the leadership of AGUS War Council, one third of the elite demons in antoran wasteland broke through the first line of defense arranged by Uther three hours after the ruins of macare fell into the control of the undead. These demons brought siege weapons. They plowed the ruins of macare from head to tail almost with dark green artillery fire covering the sky.

Uther, who is short of attack and defense weapons, can only retreat to the safe area with the most elite undead, and let the awakened undead fight with those demons to the death. Finally, Uther is defeated by the demonic Legion under the command of the War Council.

"It's normal that they lose."

Veron also had some regrets on his face. He moved the black gem rosary in his hand and replied, "the War Council, which was originally the wisest arida people in AGUS' ruling group, when they embraced the darkness, they transformed their own wisdom into the war wisdom of waving destruction forward. They are almost the group of people who can fight most in AGUS."

"Uther didn't complain about losing... But on macare's side, the Holy Light army finally chose to fight. With their help, Uther at least won't be wiped out. We need him to help us share the pressure in macare."

Dick put down the news in his hand. He looked up at the scarred second line of defense, crokuhn's wall. In the past few days, Kil'jaeden personally led the demons to launch a charge. At that time, the demons even climbed the defense tower of crokuhn's wall. If it wasn't for the last moment, Odin and Dick would fight together to expel Kil'jaeden from the defense, I'm afraid that day, crokuhn's wall will fall.

The iron soldiers in Dick's hands were used up as early as 10 days ago. That battle cost warragar nearly 30% in the spirit battle. That battle lasted three days and two nights, which was almost the most fierce fight since the landing. Dick's armor was almost completely dyed red in that battle, and even he had to start hand-to-hand combat. We can imagine how bad the situation was at that time.

But after the war, the number of demons in the crokuhn area almost did not decrease. How much did the expeditionary army kill? Thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands? These numbers are meaningless to Argus' demons. If it wasn't for the earth spirits who took every time to strengthen the city wall and the terrain of crokuhn, it would be impossible to enter too many demons at one time. Even with Dick and Odin, the defense line would have been occupied.

After the war, facing a serious shortage of manpower, Hatton and Veron had to draw nearly 3000 young soldiers from the crokuhn tribe into the crokuhn wall to participate in the defense.

But as everyone knows, they won't last long.

In the face of failure on both sides, Kil'jaeden is likely to put all his eggs in one basket and order starships to carry out shelling. In fact, in recent days, assault starships have entered the krokun area for investigation. When those giant steel warships pass over the heads of the people in the theater, the heavy pressure will be heavier. However, after Odin destroyed two of them, This kind of unscrupulous investigation is also a lot more cautious.

This is a demonstration in Kil'jaeden!

Veron knew, Dick knew, and Odin knew that Kil'jaeden was telling them in this way that his patience and their time were running out.

"Well, if the sagritte keystone can be used at any time, how good it would be... We don't have to worry about the source of troops at all, but now it's the 45th day... We've overfulfilled the task. Now it depends on how they are prepared."

Dick moved his fingers a little, and then sighed with relief, "I hope they don't let us down."

"Then can we contact Illidan to return to krokun and prepare to open the door of sagritte?"

"Isn't it true that opening a portal of that energy level will deplete the power of the sagritte keystone?" suggests Veron

More than ten days ago, Illidan took his demon hunter troops into the waste land of antoran, which was completely occupied by the Burning Legion, to carry out destruction and hunting operations. Recently, no news of them has been heard. However, according to Illidan's character, it should be a sign that their operations are very smooth.

Dyke nodded at Veron's suggestion,

"It's time to let him come back. Senxia has also found the weakest place of the demon fleet's defense outside the AGUS domain. At that time, we can open the portal directly there and concentrate our firepower to break a road into the AGUS continent, 200 to 90. If it wasn't for this war, I would not risk such a war."

Dick held the ebony pipe in his mouth and muttered,

"Wisdom is priceless"

The mellow smell of tobacco rose, and the paladin buried his face in it. He grumbled and said to Veron, "when Illidan told me that he was going to grab the key stone of sagrit and fight in the devil's base camp, I thought he was crazy, but now, I am tens of millions of light years away from home, and go crazy with him, Life is wonderful. "

"It can only be said that fate favors the brave."

Veron closed his eyes and began to contact Illidan far away with spiritual links. While immersed in the interaction of thinking, he said, "I never thought that one day, I would return to Argus in this way, but dick... I think Kil'jaeden has guessed our purpose, and he probably already knows the war that will happen in the future, He transferred some demons back to the waste land of antoran a few days ago. I don't think that's the trouble Illidan caused them. "

"He is deploying troops and preparing for a surprise attack. Obviously, he is preparing for a war."

"Then let him come."

Dick opened his left hand, his fingers gently shaking, very weak shaking, seems to carry some weight, "there is a star spirit in this world, no doubt, AGUS... Veron, if one day I need to destroy this world, will you hate me?"

The prophet did not answer immediately. He ended his spiritual link with Illidan. He moved the rosary in his hand. A few minutes later, he said,

"AGUS is like a soldier, who has been devastated, and now has become the form that he would never like to be. Compared with living like this, I think he may want another ending, so I won't..."

"Bang"

Before Veron finished, their eyes became serious at the same time, and then turned to the sky, where a red light came down from the sky, like a hot meteorite coming down from the sky, like a red, burning flame storm, its landing point

"Crokuhn's wall! Damn it

Dick roared, his figure instantly disappeared in the same place, and Odin's roar came from the sky, but at their speed, they could not stop the groundbreaking light from hitting the front of crokuhn's wall.

"Bang"

With another loud noise, the whole crokuhn plain was shaking. The cracks in the ground started from the falling point and surged madly in all directions, tearing everything along the way, no matter the heroes defending the wall or the demons farther away. Everything was destroyed in this kind of disintegration.

The crack on the ground is more than ten meters long. It's like the open teeth of the earth. Everything falls into it, and it's like being swallowed up. When the dust storm on the ground slightly dissipates everything, Dick flying in the air can see clearly what the falling point is.

It was as like as two peas, a steel giant, a steel giant with a height of 30 meters, and a wing helmet similar to Odin. But unlike the bright gold of Odin, this guy's helmet is dark red, and Odin's power is different, and the power of this guy is destroyed.

A kind of destruction more violent than chaos, just like a destroyer from hell, under his fierce skin, is the kind of blood similar to magma, the kind of light, the light falling from the sky wrapped in his body, the kind of burning flame.

It's like his armor, his robe, he's bathed in that kind of destructive halo, his eyes are burning everything, melting everything flame, he raised his left hand, a black, heavy, inlaid with orange Ruby sword appeared in his hand.

It was a broken blade. At the back third of the blade, there was a cut crack. At the moment when the broken blade appeared, the real flame surged out from under the ground, from every inch of the ground, from the sky, from his broken body, the red flame with enough temperature to melt everything.

He waved the sword. When the broken sword reached the highest point, a beating orange spark appeared on the stubble of the broken blade, and then extended rapidly, like a supplement and remodeling, to make up for the first two thirds of the broken sword.

It's not a sharp blade in the conventional sense. On the contrary, after the shaping of the flame, the beating blade is more like two connected flame hooks, deflecting towards both sides. At the top is an arc-shaped depression, and the orange flame condenses into essence, which is like a real entity made by flame.

"Titan is up there... That's tisaracher... That's agrama!"

Odin's exclamation came from behind Dick. The paladin was not shocked by the legendary name. He drew the sword of order from behind with his backhand, stirred up his whole body's strength, and suppressed it in the eye of the storm on his finger. After receiving Dick's silver power, the surface of this crystal, which can store a huge amount of energy, became bright white.

It's like a little sun in Dick's hand.

Dick bends his finger. At the same time when agrama's blade cuts to the wall of krokun, he throws the energy mass in his hand at agrama. The silver white energy becomes a flying spear at the moment of hand, whistling into the air and disappearing, just like entering another dimension. When it reappears, it will disappear, He stabbed crazily at the center of agrama's brow.

It's like a deadly gun.

Agrama obviously felt the blow, but he didn't stop the attack. The flame Ripper in his hand, which was once a part of Sargeras' sabre, came from half of the original artifact of the universe. In the storm with the flame, he cut the remnant of the wall of krokun.

"Boom boom"

The earth is wailing, how can the broken earth block such a god of destruction?

Even if it's just cut at one point, the whole arc of crokuhn's wall is full of cracks. It's agrama's rules, stability, brute force and smashing... This defense line that has blocked the devil for 45 days has been destroyed.

Agrama's other hand was in front of his forehead, and Dick's energy long gun hit his reconstructed dark body, which produced a series of sparks and finally pierced his palm, but failed to go further.

"Boom"

In the dust, the roaring demons March like a tide towards the deeper part of krokun, where there is only a floating varagal in the sky, and a smaller barrier... The decisive battle, in this sudden situation, opened the curtain.