Chapter 1337 A Claw

When Duke led the group of heroes to rush through the underground passages of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, the floating fortress Naxxramas still had a first-level combat readiness alert.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

In the enemy search department of the fortress, the sonar soldiers immediately heard this strange sound. The elf girl with long ears was slightly startled. This was definitely not the sound of the sea. The nearest lake or ocean is thousands of miles away.

She subconsciously adjusted the magic mirror to find the source of the sound, and soon she saw an unexpected scene.

The scene seemed to be happening right in front of her, with a strange black ripple rippling in the morning light, which was incompatible with the golden light brought by the rising sun.

"Three thousand yards north-northeast, enemy attack——"

The elf girl's sharp shout seemed to wake up the entire fortress.

Brian Bronzebeard, who was in charge of the fortress, was the first to react. He immediately shouted into the magic microphone: "The Storm Rock is evacuating immediately!"

Storm Rock, the latest flying cruiser produced by the Alliance.

Thanks to the assembly line-like production model, Ironforge's flying battleships are now shipped from the factory at an average rate of one every three months.

The dwarves and gnome craftsmen of Ironforge work in three shifts day and night. The three docks standing on the high mountains use steel directly melted from Ironforge's furnaces, plus Loch Modan's hardest century-old tree as the deck, covered with steel skin, and equipped with standardized cannons. Each dock A battleship can be built in nine months.

Different from the carefully built battleships Skybreaker and Black Pearl, according to war needs, the Alliance also needs a large number of medium-sized and light battleships as frigates.

The cruiser, whose full name is the Cleveland-class, or the 'Kedie-class' for short, is mainly designed to enhance anti-aircraft firepower. It is the product of this demand.

No one knew that Duke, the founder of the Mechanized Air Force of the Maoist Alliance, wanted to be named after him, and he seemed to be rolling on the ground if he didn't agree.

Anyway, that's it, who can argue with Duke on this kind of thing?

On average, two Kedai-class cruisers can fly out of the six medium-sized docks every month.

No one expected that after Duke led his elite troops into the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, the first thing to be tested would be this cutting-edge cruiser.

It was like a huge drop of water dripping into a calm lake as level as a mirror. Starting from one point, it expanded in all directions and quickly spread past the Storm Rock.

This cruiser, which has two huge propellers as aerodynamic power, is certainly not propelled by backward steam. Steam doesn't have that much power to carry this 'light cruiser' that weighs over 10,000 tons.

Using the power core of the latest elemental furnace, it can generate 100,000 horsepower.

But for a 10,000-ton ship, 100,000 horsepower is still not enough to generate enough instant kinetic energy to escape this fate.

In the main control room of the fortress, Brian's face was livid as he looked at this almost still picture.

The moment he saw this huge space fluctuation, he smelled the aura of power that had appeared in C'Thun before, but it was more majestic and even more difficult to match.

That is the terrifying power that transcends the mortal world and coexists with the planet - the power of God.

The captain of the Storm Rock, Favaro * Storm Fist, is the most senior steam tank commander. Almost at the same time as the fortress sounded the alarm, he fired the magic shield.

However, when a huge tentacle that was hundreds of meters long appeared from the space ripples and rolled towards the Storm Rock, all evasion and resistance were ineffective.

Wherever the tentacles touched, the lines of law constructed by the elements collapsed one after another.

Brian almost watched helplessly as his old subordinate's ship was easily crushed into pieces like a dog whose neck and body bones were broken by a python.

Time seemed to slow down, and every piece of debris was spinning in the air.

A polished gun barrel.

Half of the deck still smells like brand new paint.

The short, fat humanoid figure was wailing, still dancing, but falling quickly...

When everything came into view, Brian found that his heart was deeply hurt.

The northeastern corner of Naxxramas suddenly lit up, it was the light of wind and thunder.

Alleria and Vereesa, who were left behind for some reason, were on a platform with bows and arrows. The atmosphere was stirring, and large groups of dark clouds instantly gathered above them.

Half a second later, there was lightning and thunder, and the rumble of thunder echoed throughout the northeast corner of the fortress.

Soon, the energy accumulation was completed. With the blessing of wind and thunder, two electric lights spiraled in the air, spanning three thousand yards of void with great fierceness.

Hit the huge raging tentacle.

However……

Useless!

It is true that the combined attack of the Windrunner sisters caused terrible damage to this tentacle, and the large hole that can accommodate a carriage through does look shocking.

But it didn't take five seconds. During a fierce squirming, everyone on the fortress and the surrounding flying battleships who were paying attention to this scene discovered that this terrifying tentacle actually began to heal on its own.

Varok muttered, and his arm holding the ax trembled a little: "As expected...is he worthy of being an ancient god?"

At this moment, time around him seemed to have further stagnated. The hourglass used to calculate time and the ancient mechanical clock all malfunctioned.

"This is..." The Windrunner sisters' eyes widened.

With their best eyesight, they noticed that the dust floating in the sky began to gather in a strange way.

A power that they had truly seen before brought back long-lasting memories in their hearts.

That was in Lordaeron, when King Terenas was still alive...

A huge dragon claw made of sand and stone appeared out of thin air, and grabbed the lively tentacle with one claw.

Everyone who witnessed this scene was filled with shock.

The power of a true god can only be easily suppressed by the existential power that has also stepped into the divine realm.

Barely giving the onlookers time to think, there was a loud "boom", and the huge tentacles quickly withered and turned into large pieces of broken stone, falling heavily from a thousand meters altitude.

Huge rocks fell on the soft desert surface. The impact of hundreds of tons of fragments plus gravity acceleration directly made a huge roar like an artillery strike.

There was no artillery fire, but it sounded like Naxxramas had set off another heavy rain of artillery.

In mid-air, the huge dragon claws continued to tear, tearing large sections of tentacles out of the void.

This time it seemed that there was no time to petrify, the broken tentacles made a sound like tearing cloth, and then black blood spurted out.

Then there was an inhuman scream of terror, echoing over the entire Silithus.