After using their mouths to promote their own bravery and contempt for each other, they finally realized that such a broken mouth in the desert would only cause dry consequences to their oral mucosa. The anger of both sides finally cooled down slowly, and they were divided into two clearly divided teams in front of the beetle wall.

"Start quickly, we are not here to eat sand..."

Bovalia yawned disdainfully, urging someone to quickly fulfill her duties as a coolie.

As a senior and woman, this Paladin has sufficient proficiency in not keeping his word and doing things as air.

So it is normal for the captain of the Urban Management Brigade to be...

Birds of a feather flock together!

In this case, even if you want to run away, it is impossible - maybe Lu De can handle it by fighting an elite guard alone or something, but in the scene, there are at least three-digit numbers of such guards, plus a vote of unknown camp leaders and other senior officials who come to fight for soy sauce. It is probably all light to describe it as looking for abuse!

Of course, there may be such a sentence in the subsequent history.

What would the world be like if a giant goblin bomb exploded in both camps at the same time?

Well, if the bomb did not explode at the moment of its appearance, with the Paladin's survivability, it should be able to leave a golden egg shell on the spot, right?

Anyway, it won’t be like losing the ability to connect with things!

"I remember Anacros said that this staff was to be placed on a prominent point in front of the Beetle Wall..."

Lu De's eyes moved around and then locked on the ground somewhere in the sand dune.

There, a red shiny spot, as big as a five-cent coin, was half buried under the desert, vaguely emitting a non-glorious but stable light.

"Well, from the tone, this is indeed worthy of the word "striking"."

Someone who had been pitted with immunity shrugged his shoulders and stabbed the ragged staff into the hole on the ground with an aura of anus.

In the first few seconds, neither the staff nor the ground responded at all, and there was only the whistling sound of gravel around, making people wonder whether this thing had lost its effectiveness because of the long time.

The silent fluctuations suddenly opened.

Almost instantly, everyone suddenly discovered that the place they were in was no longer a quiet desert, but an army of elite night elves and dragons mixed together. The beetle wall opposite had disappeared, replaced by...

insect.

All kinds of alien insects, which can be described as tides and even endless, waved their sharp forelimbs. They attacked the defense line of the coalition from the air and the ground with a fearless momentum. The broken limbs, blood, body fluids and various carapaces were flying out of thin air. The collision of weapons and the harsh sounds of being torn apart.

"What the hell is this? Is this the dragon's way of hospitality?"

While trapped in the sound of fighting, King Sarufal was the first to make a battle move. In fact, in order to avoid the spikes stretching around his armor, other members of the tribe had to retreat for a distance to prevent the tragedy of dying before they could succeed.

"Sedule, Sarufen...This is not reality, it's just a phantom."

Salia put her hand on Sarufal's shoulder.

——Wait, this posture is wrong, it seems like you have to hold hands no matter how you look... Didn’t it mean that there is a lily relationship between the chieftain and the Lord Theramore? Why did it change to a story that must be told with the strong orc warrior?

For this situation, generally speaking, the excuse we send is that your circle is really messy...

As Salia said, the night elves warriors around them did not notice this group of small uninvited guests at all, but just fought with the creatures in front of them at their own pace.

"Hey, don't you think that the orc chief's dress is similar to the seclusion?"

Cromi unconsciously stabbed Lu De in the waist.

"Really, Rither... they all dress like this hood! Would she be shy too?"

With the guidance of the bronze dragon, the girl of the Red Dragon happily came to this conclusion after looking at the outfits of both parties.

As for the mentioned target, he had long since shrunk behind Lu De.

You know, the fighting scene in front of them is still a bit too exciting for the seclusion - although the battle between elemental creatures is also fierce, at least, even if they die, they will only leave elemental fragments and stones, and will not produce anything like blood at all!

"No, I think if the tribe's chief would be a shy guy, it would seem that would be quite bad..."

Lu De laughed.

Although Salia, like the Recessor, covers the upper half of her face with a hood, that should be a completely different reason.

It seems that when he was in Orgrimmar, the chief was dressed in plate armor, which was not the same as the casting units that now hold warhammers and cloth armor. But for some reason, Lu De seemed to be unable to remember clearly the specific appearance that was not covered under the hood.

Just imagine, if the chief suddenly twisted and turned into a childlike shape in front of a group of muscles and meat sticks, and was quite cringing. It seemed that it would not be a wonderful thing in the orc circle!

Hoho - do you deliberately want to enjoy this feeling of sticking to your body? Although her body is indeed very good, you can also choose some innovative ways, brother!

The second personality of the seclusion - that is, her fan - is also noisy and violently showing off its presence.

"…Who knew that the Bronze Dragon would show us such an annual drama?"

Lu De rolled his eyes suddenly.

And then again, who can still feel the soft feeling when covered with armor on the whole body?!

There is no neuronal tissue on the armor and the whole body, so it will not go wild!

Let’s not mention the different reactions of someone and the leaders to this scene, but everyone can see that the defense line composed of night elves and dragons is gradually being eaten by more and more bugs and retreating.

“……………… these things… really cannot be underestimated.”

Bovalia had already put away her cynical attitude at the beginning, and her expression was solemn.

"For the first time I agree with your point of view, Bervalia!"

Similarly, the most active King Sarufar on the tribe also surprisingly did not make any objection.

You should know that the orcs and the night elves have been in a long tug-of-war in Ashes Valley, and both sides have quite realistic estimates of the other's combat effectiveness.

You should know that the covenant between the night elves and the dragon is not a short period of years or decades, but a longer period of time. It is also conceivable that the cooperation between the two sides produces the effect of one plus one greater than two.

What's more, whether it is a night elves or a dragon, it is much better than orcs in long-range large-scale lethality.

Even so, this amazing combination of suppression is still gradually retreating in front of the power of the insect tide. It is conceivable how narrow and long a single race will end up in the face of such terrifying creatures - even the orcs may be even more miserable than the night elves, because Orgrimmar is obviously closer to the insect nest. And there is no ocean as a natural defense line!

Although the coalition gradually stabilized its position after retreating for a distance, anyone could see that they were unable to take another step forward.

With a continuous stream of insects and an army that is constantly consumed, you can tell with your butt. Which aspect will you achieve the final victory?

We need to sacrifice.

Yes, I get it.

follow us.

With a deep sigh, the three most powerful dragon tribes in the Dragon Legion, the green dragon Melinthra, the red dragon Kerestraz and the blue dragon Aregos rushed out of the formation, and their huge bodies pulled out a dazzling flight trajectory in the air and rushed straight towards the ancient city behind the insect tide.

It is obvious that the alien insects cannot turn a blind eye to such potential threats. The tide of insects that originally surged in one direction began to become scattered. Many insects turned to the three giant dragons that were using breathing and spells to sweep the ground swarm in the rear.

As the alien insect formation wavered, more giant dragons joined the desperate assault rushing back, trying their best to release their skills, intending to attract more insects' attention.

"It's now! All druids will be involved in the mission of creating magic barriers right away!"

The hoarse voice that was amplified by the spell many times echoed in the air.

Under the yellow sand, the rocks and plant rhizomes began to gradually condense, forming a strong and airtight wall.

The power from the moon god Eluen mixed with the power of Anacros' time continued to pour in, causing a powerful invisible position to appear above the wall. The alien insects that were originally flying over the wall all hit their heads and were bleeding in front of the invisible barrier.

But at this time, the three giant dragons responsible for attracting alien insects have been flooded by endless insect tides, and they are no longer found.

Finally, the spell was completed, and the entire piece of Silitus was completely divided into two areas - inside and outside the wall.

After losing the numerical advantage, the alien insects scattered outside no longer had any threats and were soon massacred by the coalition forces.

However, when facing this result, the scene is still not gratifying.

In the huge area, the broken bodies of dragons, night elves and alien insects were mixed in chaos, covering every inch of the ground that the coalition forces stepped on. Even the yellow sand turned red because of the continuous seeping of blood, reflecting a strange light in the sunlight.

Everything is silent—no cheers of victory, no expression of joy.

All creatures involved in the battle understood that this was just exchanged for endless blood, a temporary acceptable result - the alien insect was not completely eliminated, but was limited to the back of the beetle wall.

They exchanged their companions' blood for temporary peace.

Continuing here, the effect of the magic image began to gradually fade away, and the desolate desert and the lonely wall of beetles became the only scenery in sight.

“It’s really spectacular…”

Lu De murmured—The feeling of being in the battlefield in person will undoubtedly have a powerful effect that makes people excited.

"Well, that looks the same as it really is, Rither!"

The red dragon girl raised her face and pulled her hands on his shoulders.

“…I want candy, okay?”

"Of course it's no problem..."

Rose's soft lips slightly wrapped around Lu De's thumb and index finger that pinched Danasus' fruit candy, and a not-so-strong sucking force came from it. The tongue inadvertently swept across the latter's fingertips as if it was electric shock.

"Whoa whoa--"

At this time, there is naturally a bronze dragon that deliberately makes sounds beside him.

As for Oni... Black Dragon Loli tried hard to control herself from swallowing, but she couldn't help but glance at Lu De's arms.

(being fed) play, I like it the most...

"I suggest that we should start discussing how to form a coalition and the many problems that arise afterwards."

Bovalia took a step forward and glanced at all members of the tribe.

"This is a threat the whole world is about to face, and no one can stay out of it."

"agree."

“Agree.”

"It'll start right away!"

After seeing the terrifying combat methods of alien insects, the leaders of the camp expressed their strong support for this.

No one has the confidence to survive a single-on-one race competition. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!