Chapter 2062 Control Center

Tragedy happened!

Intelligence asymmetry is a very miserable thing.

The Burning Legion doesn't take Duke seriously, but the Legion is too huge. No matter how much Kil'jaeden valued Duke, there was no way he would reveal all the information the Legion had collected about Duke to billions of demons.

Generally speaking, except for the void lords who went on an expedition to Azeroth, no one would know Duke's information.

The Legion can't just plaster Duke's big-character posters all over the Twisting Nether and Argus for a mere indigenous demigod, right? That is no longer intelligence sharing, but a sign of weakness.

As a result, the Agus defensive team did not understand Duke.

This will cost Hasabel his life!

The arm that passed through the small portal suddenly became numb, as if his hand had turned into an ice statue. Just like that, all the feeling from the arm was taken away.

That moment——

It was like a weak grass being overwhelmed by a sudden storm.

"What..." Hasabel's exclamation escaped.

Overwhelming power radiated from the little human opposite.

That is not some wind pressure that actually contains a large amount of elemental energy. This is the flow of space fluctuations that can only be seen by beings with the same space magic ability as her.

It’s been twenty-five thousand years, right?

The last time I felt like this was when I met Sargeras for the first time.

Hasabel was like a mortal being blown away by the biting cold wind, shrinking and shaking in front of that tiny human being.

"No...impossible!" Hasabel looked at his right arm with blue blood and staggered back.

She screamed. He just raised his left hand in an attempt to cast a spell, but at this moment, space fluctuations came again.

The space was dislocated in front of her, within her field of vision.

A portal with a blue border was quickly formed above her head, and in less than a tenth of a second it had expanded to the size of a tank.

The next moment, the portal was like a cowboy's lasso, roping over Hasabel.

The speed was so fast that she just had time to turn her head, and the portal was already stuck on her neck and half of her shoulders...

Few people are willing to describe the terrible end of being stuck in a space portal.

Hasabel, the boss of Burning Throne No. 4, used her body and life to show the world once.

Her entire head, shoulders and pauldron disappeared.

A blood line and an extremely neat section appeared at the connection between her shoulder and neck.

After cutting off Hasabel's head, a fast-flying light belt popped up from the closed portal.

It seems that this long strip of light is no different from the brilliance of arcane missiles cutting through the sky.

Many demons and void lords didn't even think of hiding.

This purple-blue light continues to extend backward. It caused a ripple in the space and swept across the rather spacious portal hub platform.

Finally, a demon realized something was wrong.

All the demons swept by the light belt suddenly froze their bodies, as if they had been hit by a body-fixing spell.

When the elite demons in the back row or the discerning high-level void lords hurriedly fell to the ground, a series of soft sounds could be heard in their ears: "Puff! Puff!"

The demon swept by the light belt immediately had a straight and sloping blood line on its chest and abdomen. The next moment, their bodies were cut off row by row.

Time seemed to be frozen at this moment.

The remaining demons all had a look of horror on their faces, and they screamed in unison: "Impossible!"

In the blue-black blood mist that filled the sky.

Including Hasabel, the guardian of the teleportation hub, more than twenty void lords and three hundred demon elites had their bodies cut in half. The upper body, which was losing its life, and the lower body, which had lost nerve control, twisted in a circle in various unnatural postures, and then collapsed to the ground.

On the entire cone, no matter how strong or weak, all demons...

Total destruction!

Not to mention the Burning Legion, the coalition heroes also opened their mouths.

Duke said calmly: "If I don't even have this strength, why should I challenge the Fallen Titan? Moreover, this trick can only be used against enemies that are weak to me."

[Space Slash] or something, it sounds awesome. In fact, it is a highly mysterious energy transmission.

Also using space magic, the weaker side will be instantly killed.

This is the gap.

While Duke was slaying the demons here and attracting the attention of all the void lords, Jaina recited a spell. Powerful arcane elements gathered into huge arcane bombs.

These arcane energies evolved from the magic power of Titan runes bombarded each portal, causing exaggerated energy shocks and destroying most of the portal hubs in an instant.

Those portals that had been connected to the twisted void all year round were detonated immediately, and the wild energy flow caused a place as big as several football fields to groan in the scream of the elements.

Without the space barrier here, other elements accumulated on the upper level of the Burning Throne can finally spread deeper into the Throne without any hindrance.

The ornate eredar-style columns and corridors full of murals and reliefs began to collapse. The floor tiles, which were originally so solid that even monsters of the size of the Abyss Lord would not break when they stepped on them, were piled up like waves of the sea during the series of portal explosions.

This kind of damage, which was more terrifying than a magnitude 12 earthquake, left half of the Burning Throne in a mess.

The strange thing is that nothing happened to the coalition heroes.

All the escaping energy and splashing masonry are blocked by a vast space curtain wall. When ordinary energy hits it, there will only be ripples like water waves, and then disappear without a trace in a few clicks.

Of course, the Legion Demons and Void Lords who were protected by the curtain wall only delayed their death for a minute or two.

Facing a group of extremely ferocious alliance heroes wearing full artifacts, oh no, they are blind-eyed alliance heroes who are rich and powerful in the world, these lords who were forcibly recruited and given away could not actually do much resistance.

Illidan cuts these guys like melons and vegetables.

Vashj shot the bastards like he was practicing archery at a shooting range.

The huge portal hub fell completely silent within five minutes.

The coalition forces stopped advancing, and Duke pressed his hand on the door of the largest portal in the teleportation hub, with a smile on his face.

"Come out, my allies!"

The twenty-story portal was no longer filled with green evil energy, but instead was filled with azure light.

When the portal opened, everyone first felt the unique sacred aura on the other side and saw an old acquaintance.