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Azeroth Eternal Legend NO.0624 War of Attrition

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    The flames soared into the sky, turning everything covered into blue smoke. They lasted for two minutes and then suddenly disappeared, leaving a huge hole at the original site of Lordaeron's capital, as frightening as if it led to a bottomless abyss.  .  At the southern edge of the hollow, Yang Long looked to the northwest with a gloomy face.  The pillar of fire just now contained extremely powerful energy, which instantly turned his incarnation into ashes, and also caused a certain degree of damage to the body. Even the power of the ** million souls absorbed could not make up for it.  The current incarnation of Yang Long has also been re-condensed.  "This kind of destructive trap can only be used by those who transcend." Looking back at the bottomless hole, Yang Long immediately judged the strength of the person who made him suffer, and couldn't help but feel a little secretly angry.  But that¡¯s not important.  After just a few seconds, Yang Long regained his composure and moved forward quickly with both feet. Each step could cover a distance of nearly a hundred meters, maintaining high speed and running towards the Whispering Coast.  It was calm within half an hour.  The capital of Lordaeron is almost a thousand kilometers away from the Whispering Coast. Yang Long was just halfway to his destination. When he was surprised that he didn't meet the enemy he expected, there was a shadow approaching from high in the sky ahead.  "That's" Yang Long narrowed his eyes.  Missiles with tail flames, tens of thousands of them densely packed, came rapidly from the northwest. Each missile was four or five meters in diameter. The surface of the missile was printed with patterns of skulls and flames, heading straight towards it.  Yang Long rushed over.  With the eyesight of the ancient gods, you can see clearly.  The words "Hot Sand Enterprises" are imprinted on the tail of the missile. ????????????????????????????? Only a few kilometers away, just a moment later, the missile suddenly accelerated after approaching, and crashed into it with the sound of wind.  Boom!  The missile at the forefront, when it flew more than a hundred meters away from Yang Long, seemed to have hit a transparent wall of air, and exploded directly. The violent explosion formed a huge cloud-like flame.  Like a chain reaction, the subsequent explosions became more and more terrifying.  A series of mushroom clouds burst out one after another on the ground of Tirisfal Glades.  It continues from southeast to northwest.  The loud noise, the fire dust that reaches tens of thousands of meters, and the constant shaking of the earth can be clearly felt even by the Whispering Coast hundreds of kilometers away.  But apart from the initial explosion, there are also the explosion points of subsequent missiles.  But it has been approaching the northwest.  The center of the explosion.  Everything around has been surrounded by flames.  Within a radius of fifty meters with Yang Long as the center.  Not a shred of flame can break through the obstruction of the wall of air, and it moves with him at the same time.  This is of course because Yang Long released his power to block it.  The missiles that continuously attack and explode are all the most cutting-edge products of goblin technology.  The destructive power of each missile after a complete explosion can easily destroy a larger town or even destroy most buildings in a small city.  But for Yang Long, it was not enough.  Not to mention that he has gained three-fifths of the power of the ancient god, even Yang Long, who has just integrated into Yogg-Saron and is not yet accustomed to the power of the ancient god, will not be much harmed by these terrifying-looking bombs.  After all, the essence of the world of Azeroth is magic and energy.  Carrying the cloud flames of exploding missiles, Yang Long effortlessly continued to move northwest. Unknowingly, after walking more than a hundred kilometers, no more missiles arrived and exploded.  "Huh! What a waste of effort." Yang Long looked behind him and sneered disdainfully.  The bumpy ground witnessed the previous series of attacks, but it only slightly consumed Yang Long's strength. Even if Yang Long could be defeated in the end, it would take decades just to make up for it.  At this moment, Yang Long is less than 500 kilometers away from his destination.  Although the distance still looks long, it is no longer a big obstacle for a strong man at his current level. Yang Long can already feel two hostile auras across this distance.  That is the breath of the transcendent.  "It's such a familiar taste." Yang Long licked his lips and said with a ferocious smile. With practiced movements of his feet, he could cross nearly a kilometer every second and fly towards the Whispering Coast.  And at this moment, Whispering Coast.  Heavily armed professionals and troops gathered on the flank of a hill not far from the coast. When the wrinkled Moon God messenger "Age" nodded, Nozdormu, who looked dull, jumped up high.  After rising to more than a thousand meters in the air, it stopped.  &nbsp"Time coexists with all things, and time transcends all things!" As Nozdormu sang expressionlessly, a ripple visible to the naked eye appeared from behind it and expanded, rushing toward the southeast like lightning, and in an instant  He suddenly left everyone's sight.  At the same time, a translucent mirror also appeared in front of every pseudo-super magic professional.  "Attack!" The magician responsible for delivering the order roared loudly using amplification magic.  Nearly three thousand pseudo-super-level magic professionals immediately released their most powerful magic or secret skills, regardless of physical and magic losses, and used all their strength to attack into the mirror in front of them.     the other side.  Having just traveled dozens of kilometers at a rapid speed, a line of energy containing time suddenly appeared nearby, accurately covering Yang Long and the surrounding space within a hundred meters, and the layers of space overlapped.  Yang Long, who was moving at high speed, immediately felt something strange.  Although he was still running fast, he could still cover a thousand meters in one step just now. Now taking hundreds of steps was like standing still, as if he was hundreds of thousands of kilometers away from the space a hundred meters away.  "This kind of energy" Yang Long's eyes narrowed and he looked around.  This magic of Nozdormu can make most professionals unable to detect it. Even some super-powerful people are helpless when they encounter it, but it cannot trap Yang Long for long.  After just observing for a moment, Yang Long was confident that he would crack it within two minutes.  But it was obvious that his enemies were well prepared. Just when Yang Long mobilized his energy to erode this time magic, illusory light mirrors of various sizes appeared one by one a hundred meters away, blooming with dazzling light.  "" Yang Long frowned.  Just a second later, all kinds of magic and inherited secret skills flew out of the illusory light mirror like raindrops. After flying into the range of time magic, they hit Yang Long without any impact.     boom!  The first thing to arrive was a giant ice cone. Yang Long stretched out his hand and pushed it casually, and it shattered with a crisp sound. The scattered ice shards even destroyed other magic and inherited secret techniques around it.  One after another, magic and energy hit Yang Long's body like raindrops, and then he was defeated by him a few meters away.  Although the releasers of these magics and inherited secret skills are no more than fourteenth-level professionals at most, defense for Yang Long is as simple as waving his hand, but just waving this action, repeated hundreds or thousands of times, is still not a big deal.  consumption.  "A war of attrition?" Yang Long realized the enemy's plan.  Yang Long, who possesses the power of the ancient god, is more than thirty times more powerful than he was five hundred years ago. However, due to changes in his body, he has lost the ability to attack from a distance.  In other words, if he wants to attack the enemy, he must be within the attack range.  But Nozdormu's time magic made it impossible for Yang Long to do this. He was beaten passively for only five minutes. The power consumed in defense alone was several times that of carrying the missile bombardment before.  ¡°I didn¡¯t want to do this at first, but¡± Yang Long waved his hand and swatted away a pyroblast fireball, muttering to himself quite unhappily.  After saying this, Yang Long gave up his defense and allowed magic and inherited secret skills to hit him. His whole body was blown into pieces in less than a minute, and then the magic and energy bombs that lost their target destroyed the nearby space.  Fill them all up.  The originally immovable defense suddenly collapsed, and Yang Long himself was easily killed. The senior leaders of the coalition forces who had been imprisoning this side since the time magic took effect did not react for a while. They should be shocked.  What kind of expression should you show? ???¡­(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!
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