Chapter 1334 Value

After the Alliance Heroes rested for five full days, the Horde Heroes finally succeeded in killing Oss the Scarless at the cost of three second-line chiefs who had become undead warriors and two high-level druids. Ryan.

Sal was not satisfied with the result because the loss was too great.

But he couldn't complain.

Compared with the Alliance, the Horde obviously lacks healing methods. The druids from Thunder Bluff and the shamans trained by Orgrimmar themselves are second-rate. Obviously, the Alliance's priests and paladins are better at treating serious injuries. Moreover, the undead cannot use natural healing techniques, and rely on the only [Dark Healing] magic of the third-rate undead priest.

Whether they admit it or not, the Alliance's hero group does far surpass the Horde in endurance.

Kain refused the death of the Tauren Druid and fell into the arms of the Forsaken. In this matter, he and Anastrian had a very unhappy relationship.

Thrall is now one head and two big.

Fortunately, the trophies dropped by Osrian somewhat diluted this mild sadness.

"This hammer is good, I want it." Orgrim took a fancy to Osirian's fallen [Frost Warhammer]. Compared with the semi-artifact [Doomhammer] he used before, this thing has a square hammer head. Just like Doomhammer, it is a transitional product.

Sal's mouth squirmed, as if he wanted to say something.

Orgrim patted Thrall on the shoulder: "Dead people should look like dead people. I am very happy to be able to jump out of the cemetery and continue to fight for the tribe. If I want [Doomhammer] back, I will You should have taken that thing to your grave then, rather than passing it on to you.”

"Thank you!" Thrall said seriously.

A cold big hand patted Thrall's shoulder, and Orgrim smiled: "You have done a good job, young warchief. This is an out-and-out victory. We should laugh! Isn't it? ?”

"Yes..." Sal said halfway, when his expression suddenly changed.

Not only him, but the entire tribe of heroes fell into shock.

The earth is trembling!

Something huge is emerging from the ground.

In Naxxramas, all kinds of alarms sounded.

Even though the floating fortress would not be affected by the trembling of the earth, the overwhelming surge of elemental fluctuations as strong as a tsunami still made the entire fortress rock like a boat in a stormy sea.

Duke's voice echoed throughout the fortress.

"Open the shield!"

"lower the altitude!"

"The fortress urgently moves north!"

"Close all gun doors and protective doors! Grab something around you that can stabilize your body and resist the impact!"

Even Naxxramas, which was thousands of meters in the air, was in such a miserable state, let alone the soldiers on the front line. Even though Duke had expected early on that C'Thun was likely to break out and withdrew the large coalition forces at the Beetle Wall, the Beetle Gate had to be guarded, so a thousand-man brigade was still deployed there. However, a mechanized force of 30,000 people was deployed within a few kilometers to the north of Beetle Terrace. The soldiers all sat on steam-tracked armored vehicles during shifts. They could advance, attack, retreat or defend.

Now it seems that the thousand-man team is in danger.

The earth roared, and tens of thousands of tons of boulder fragments arched up under the evil force, breaking through the sea of ​​sand and floating to the ground. The sand dunes rose high, then exploded and shattered like bombs, with rocks flying in all directions.

The coalition soldiers were just stunned as countless disgusting tentacles 'grew' out of the sea of ​​​​sand, like sharp knives that pierced a piece of paper.

There is a terrifying white giant hook on the tip, or a tentacle with a wide-open disgusting eyeball, spinning towards every coalition soldier.

Soldiers who had no time to react were easily pierced through their bodies, or their entire bodies were torn into several pieces like tearing apart a piece of paper.

Those tentacles with a disgusting surface and a large number of barbs are already frightening enough.

There are also a large number of eyeball tentacles, which use their purple eyeballs to emit terrifying blue rays. The damage is not fatal in one blow, but this ray, which is similar to [mental whipping], brings great pain to every warrior who is hit.

"Ahhhh——"

"No!"

"What's this!?"

"Fight back! Fight back!"

Seriously, artillery is a tragedy at close range. But the coalition soldiers had no choice. Their swords could hardly cause any damage to these tentacles. On the contrary, as long as there is any hesitation, it is very likely that the person and the tank will be swept deep into the earth.

The large pit like a whirlpool swallowed up countless coalition soldiers. Is there a huge mouth with countless teeth under the quicksand? Or a wriggling mouthpart?

The soldiers in grief and panic had no time to imagine.

But everyone knows that this should be the ancient god C'Thun that the league's top leaders have repeatedly emphasized.

Every soldier guarding the Beetle Gate was informed of the risks here in advance, and they even left a suicide note at the commander's request early on.

They are not willing to give in!

They are the best warriors of the Alliance and the Horde.

They guarded in shifts and maintained the highest vigilance. However, they were still unable to do anything and were massacred unilaterally.

It's not like Duke didn't prepare a way out for them. More than twenty portals were open around the clock. There are three squadrons of gryphon knights, hippogryph knights or wyverns in the sky day and night to respond at any time.

However, everything happened too fast. Almost in an instant, all the portals were blown up, and all the sky knights were shot down by the rays of the eyeball tentacles.

At this point, since there was no way to retreat, many people simply summoned up all their courage, roared wildly, and rushed toward those ferocious tentacles that kept twisting with mortar shells or explosive packets in hand.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Explosions sounded continuously.

When Duke reacted and opened a new portal to respond, only 68 of a team of a thousand people came back, and most of them were left with lifelong disabilities.

Duke was silent, his face ashen.

He knows how terrifying C'Thun is, but...

Jaina gently pulled Duke's hand: "Don't blame yourself, you have done a good job."

Varok Saurfang stood nearby, looking excited, his long fangs clenching, and his green face seemed to have turned dark green.

Magni was the most excited, because he wanted to evacuate at any time, so this thousand-man team had the highest degree of mechanization, which also meant that dwarves accounted for the highest proportion.

He walked over, and the heavy armor made his steps seem heavier: "Duke, I just ask you, we have been waiting for five days. Is it worth it?"

Magni was not blaming Duke for his decision. In fact, he, like many strong players in the league, was a little puzzled by Duke's unreasonable five-day wait. If the bonus brought by waiting for the strong tribe is 1, but the bonus brought by C'Thun becoming stronger is 10, then it is better to go directly to fight C'Thun at the beginning of killing the Twin Emperors.

Duke couldn't tell Magni the answer, but with perseverance shining in his eyes, he only answered Magni with one word: "It's worth it!"

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ps: The little guy is not feeling well, and the father is also having a hard time. I'm sorry.