Although the alliance countries truly united under the pressure of the situation, Uther, Dassorhan, Tirio Fordine and Tulayan who obtained holy power through baptism stood up one after another, and through their own bravery and persistent beliefs, they created legions representing the glory of the kingdom, but the Austral Frenzy released by the Blood Elves and the Dalaran Mages still destroyed everything in a nearly destructive manner.

In the face of the Death Cloud Art, which is made up of the death energy, the shield and armor cannot bring any sense of security at all. In the face of the earth that has turned into mud and cracks, the knights who are proud of the Kingdom cannot show their former glory at all. At the same time, viruses from the alien plane are also accompanied by the magic fluctuations containing the power of the epidemic, the disease and the filthy evil forces across many cities and countries.

At first, they were just sleepy, drowsy or pain, but when the skin of their bodies continued to ulcerate, their desire for flesh and blood and strong appetite made them lose control. Even death could not stop their steps. The brain exposed in the air, the sharp claws like razors, the tongue tubes emitting strong acid liquid, the giant arms that were stronger than the giant bears, and the extremely fat and huge body. After returning to this world with this increasingly deformed and terrifying posture, they were even more terrifying than the vanguard of the undead natural disaster, ghouls and hatred.

However, all this is far from over. The blood elves and Dalaran mages defeated their army and retreated step by step under the magic frenzy. They could fill it with faith and flesh and blood. The spread of the virus further pushed them to the brink of destruction and declined under the rampant virus. They still tried to save the holy power and potions. However, when the continuous ferocious monster insects tear their chests and broke out, the tragic death of the commander and soldiers caused the silk string called hope in their minds to be completely broken, which directly led to the collapse of the alliance army led by Lordaeron.

Nine days later, the king of Lordaeron fell. Although Terenas was not dead, Tulayang was still waving the sword in his hand. However, the kingdom's defense line was still broken down. Fifteen days later, the last line of defense between Ultralank and Lordaeron was shattered.

Less than a month before the door to the bottomless abyss was opened, the once prosperous Lordaeron completely turned into a barren land filled with despair and fear. The plants and trees had withered, and there was nothing else in the sky except silence. Towns and villages had become ruins. The filthy air and the erosion of the Styx almost cut off all traces of life. Only zombies, aliens, demons, undeads and those depraved fallen mages dominated by the **.

As the beginning of all this, the evil from the sea of ​​blood in the abyss did not appear in this battlefield. Neither the Furious Legion, the Incarnation of Original Sin nor the Sinners appeared. However, on the other side of the Eastern Kingdom, some dark red marks quietly appeared in the scorching canyon.

The scorching canyon and the Red Ridge Mountain are just as represented by these two names. This is an area completely ruled by red and hot. The steep and towering mountains seem extremely majestic but so hideous. Accompanied by blood-colored ripples that suddenly appear in the air, the red-haired and blood-eyed figure slowly walked into it under the crowd of nearly ten criminals.

"Lord, although Quelthalas and Dalaran have the highest magical achievements in this world, this plane itself is too behind. Without your gift, those so-called ** masters would not be as good as those servants of the Dragon Sect. Since they have opened the plane door, why should they keep them?"

Samast said with some confusion that in the eyes of the founder of the Dragon Blessing Cult, Azeroth, a low-demon plane that almost does not exist even in gods, has only the best materials to protect the dragon except those ancient gods, and has no other value. The inferior and rough arcane technique is even more terrible.

"Kalimdo, the Land of Eternal Starlight, this plane can be said to be the pearl in the palm of the Titan Gods. Although this is small compared to this universe, it is so beautiful, the eternal well containing endless energy, and the world tree on the Holy Mountain of Haigar are so incredible..."

Lin Feng did not respond to Samast's questions, but instead spoke completely irrelevant words. After a pause, the appreciation in his eyes and the smile outlined at the corner of his mouth completely turned into hideous and violent.

"As a masterpiece of Titan, the order of this plane has been perfect and huge to the extreme. I believe you can also feel the disgusting aura of order. Even if you mobilize the slightest demonic energy, you can clearly feel the depression and restraint from the world. Once you break through the mortal realm, this kind of containment and restraint will be even higher than that, and it is a very effective way to display it through local creatures."

The Taoist Minghe nodded: "Although I can feel this world, I can't integrate into it at all, as if it was completely separated by a nuclear membrane."

"Confusion represents the purest self, and all emotions, thinking and ** are the manifestations of it. Although I do not deny that chaos is also the embodiment of a certain order, the pure order is so depressed. It binds and distorts the original posture of all things. This suffocating depression makes me feel extremely disgusted and hated, but because of this, the pleasure in my heart is particularly strong when I think about destroying the bondage of this order."

The violence and impatientness in Lin Feng's eyes became increasingly strong. Although there were many plane orders in the world he had experienced, there was never a certain degree of exaggeration in the constraints. The strength gap between the enemy and us in this world itself was so large that it was unimaginable.

Sargeras, once the most powerful Titan warrior, has always been the Titan Pantheon itself, while Azeroth is just one of the extremely small planes. The whole world cannot even accommodate his body. He can only enter and build his body through a similar incarnation. Although the commanders of the Burning Legion are far less powerful than this fallen Titan, they will definitely not be comparable to those of a mere Azeroth native.

Although Anduin Lothar is indeed very strong, almost touching the barrier of the mortal realm, it is only almost the difference between him and the soul of the fallen Titan. Not to mention the guardian Medivh, even if he controls the most mediocre and weak mage apprentice, at least ten thousand ways to easily kill him. If Lothar wants to kill him, it is even more exaggerated than an ordinary child who kills the martial arts master with bare hands and empty hand.

In addition to Lothar and Medivh, high-level demons such as Nasrezm, Annehlan and Ereduin were also killed by enemies far inferior to themselves in the war. There is only one possibility to cause such a result, that is, the order set by the Titans in this world has reached an extreme suppression of the Burning Legion.

"In terms of attitudes and purposes for this world, the Burning Legion is similar to the Ancient Gods and us, so all we need to do is to unveil the prelude to chaos, and when the players and chess pieces return to their positions one by one, and gradually destroy the world order, guide them little by little to the trajectory of the abyss."

Lin Feng looked at the blood-colored curtain in front of him and said slowly. All he needed was the ultimate chaos and destruction. He didn't care about the belonging of the world at all, because he knew that this would not belong to any party in the end. Through the derivation of the blood sea consciousness, he could feel that some existences could no longer hold back in the edges and deepest parts of the world.

Although Dalaran and Quelthalas cannot be compared with the Blood Navy, it is enough for this world, because the premise of chaos is the balance of power, so that any party can see hope, so that they can gradually put everything in.........

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