Chapter 2065 The Winning Hand

In the coalition command post, almost every screen showed a similar picture: a demonic frenzy composed of purple, red, blue, and green was rushing towards the coalition army in the surveillance screen.

Or impacting the towering city walls that have been reinforced section by section.

Or catch up with the Alliance's tanks and trample the Alliance's war machines and the soldiers inside into rubble.

Or break into Union foxholes and drag Union soldiers out of their trenches one by one and tear them to pieces.

In the sea of ​​ominous green fel energy, the flags symbolizing the Pantheon and the Alliance were constantly being drowned and toppled.

Occasionally, they will appear again due to the arrival of reinforcements.

In general, all fronts of the alliance are heading towards collapse.

Similar battle situations are taking place on almost every battlefield——

If the coalition forces have enough firepower to destroy the demons' main force before the demons of the Burning Legion launch 100 medium-sized portals, then it will definitely end in victory for the coalition forces, and it is not unusual to even achieve a harmless result.

On the other hand, once the coalition forces arrive too late, the situation becomes out of control when the number of demons exceeds 100,000.

It is often necessary to mobilize two mobile fleets for support before it is possible to exterminate this demonic army that is constantly increasing in number.

Everyone knows that even if humans versus demons have a one to one or even one to ten battle loss ratio, they cannot win.

Billions of demonic armies are waiting to kill in the Twisting Nether.

This number alone was enough to make the Union generals despair.

What's even more disturbing is that this number cannot be announced to ordinary people and soldiers, otherwise morale may collapse before the war begins.

Although on every front, the coalition forces still resisted unyieldingly, and the deafening shouts of killing mixed with the holy will of the Paladins seemed to converge into an invisible wall, blocking the advancement of the Burning Legion.

But the situation is just like the judgment of Duke, the great leader of the Alliance, the balance of victory on the battlefield is tilting - and not to the side of Azeroth and the Pantheon. Instead, the situation is irreversibly slipping into the worst possible situation. In the face of endless killing, there is still an army of demons that can be resurrected and come back again.

No matter how powerful the defense line is, it will still gradually become in danger under this rogue offensive.

Tomb of Sargeras.

Kil'jaeden roared arrogantly, mocking the Guardians and Alliance heroes: "It's useless! Lackeys of the Titans! Insignificant mortals! Your resistance is destined to only become an embellishment on the Legion's merit book! Your struggles are only It will become a topic of conversation for us after the war! No matter what you do, what awaits you will be eternal despair in the end!"

"Haha!" This all-purpose saying reflects the disdain of the owner of laughter very well. Varian laughed loudly: "The Burning Legion is so confident, so why are you panicking? Just be a chess player and watch us chess pieces struggle. Why bother to lower yourself and come down to fight with us?"

As the strongest player in the alliance who has followed Duke for the longest time, Varian has an almost blind admiration for Duke's trust. He knew that he was just here to act as a cover, and Duke even told him that if it came to the end, he and the other heroes of the alliance would become outcasts.

Even so, he was content with it.

Just because Varian asked Duke at the throne meeting: "Is this for the victory of Azeroth?"

"Yes! For the victory of Azeroth!"

After getting the answer he wanted, Varian quietly replied: "Very good. By then, Anduin will be the king of the Kingdom of Stormwind. If the Kingdom of Stormwind is still around..."

See through life and death and abandon distracting thoughts.

The heroes of the alliance exerted 200% of their combat power, and their performance was even more impressive than that of the various Titan Guardians.

This kind of aura of trying to bite you knowing that you are likely to die makes Kil'jaeden angry.

But these guys in front of them were doing nothing but stalling for time, just to stall him, the commander of the legion, which really drove him crazy.

Odin, Thorim, Hodir, Freya and Mimiron, a total of five guardians, plus a vote of wilderness demigods and alliance heroes, if not for the power of Kil'jaeden with the resurrection of Sargeras. Increasingly, it can even restore part of his vitality. He simply cannot bear this combination.

At this moment, all the powerful people, no, it should be said that all intelligent creatures on Azeroth, regardless of the alliance or the demons of the legion, all felt the birth of a variable.

"Clang!" That was the sound of something breaking that had been sensed in the mind.

At this moment, everyone felt that the laws of the world were deviating in some way, that some evil force was leaving them with fear, and that something new and unknown seemed to be coming.

This is a special force coming from within the planet, and its irresistible power is rewriting everything in this world.

Karazhan.

Standing on the highest level of Karazhan, Khadgar's eyes suddenly widened in the eyes of the magic circle that was the core of the magic network.

"Here it comes! The signal was received! The master succeeded! All the magic network elemental messengers and magic network soul mages, act as planned!"

Magic Network: This communication system runs through the entire coalition, carries the spellcasting needs of thousands of mages, and is the core of the entire Azeroth coalition. This time, it played another role - space blockade.

All the powerful people on the planet felt their hearts skip a beat.

A circle of ripples of law centered on the Broken Islands, rippled in the depths of the seabed, and spread in all directions.

At this moment, every eredar wizard on the entire planet who was dealing with portal matters was forcibly cut off from their connections with the Twisting Nether and Argus at the same time.

At hundreds of landing points across the planet, every void lord opened his eyes in horror and discovered that from this moment on, no response came from all magic communication channels.

The command center of the Burning Legion seemed to have been destroyed.

"Impossible!?" the lords exclaimed.

The Twisting Nether, Argus, and every teleportation point created for the convenience of the Burning Legion to dispatch troops, no longer sent demon soldiers.

This situation has never happened before in the 25,000 years that the Burning Legion has traversed the universe.

This situation was also noticed by the alliance's frontline commanders. Just when they were startled, wondering if this was a devil's trap, exciting news came from the alliance headquarters.

"Everyone from the Alliance! All the Alliance soldiers who are fighting bloody battles on the front line! Now the Alliance Throne Conference has released the latest confirmed news - Alliance Commander Duke Marcus and Deputy Commander Sylvanas Windrunner will lead The commandos have just destroyed the teleportation center on the planet Argus, the home of the Burning Legion."