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Diablo 2 Chapter 94 The war begins

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    "Who dares to fight with me?!" The shadow of the devil loomed behind him. Illidan vented his magic power wantonly and domineeringly in front of the two armies, completely ignoring the Alliance army in front of him, especially when he was watching  When looking at the blood elves in the alliance, his eyes were even more unkind.  Although he was captured alive last time, Illidan believed that he was too careless and the blood elf's despicable sneak attack led to such a result. This time it will definitely not make the same mistake again.  Moreover, this is a battlefield, and the blood elves cannot shamelessly send people to besiege it again.  "Reckless man!" Faced with Illidan's provocation, Bolvar didn't pay much attention. In the regent's view, on a battlefield of nearly 200,000 people, individual strength is always limited, and both sides will eventually have to fight.  Each other's armies spoke for themselves, and he had faith in the Union soldiers.  Of course, this does not mean that Bolvar will leave Illidan alone, at least the Alliance cannot lose morale in the face of the Dark Night and Scourge forces.  With his eyes scanning the Seventh Legion that belonged to him, Bolvar began to look for men who could compete with Illidan.  But at this moment, Mo Wen, who was standing next to Bolvar, stood up.  "Your Majesty the Prince Regent, leave this devil to me!" Bolvar frowned slightly. To be honest, if it were anyone else who stood up now, he would agree to the other party's request without hesitation. It was just a one-on-one duel.  , regardless of victory or defeat, it will not have much impact on the alliance, but it can only be ignored.  As the prince of the blood elves.  He was the last bloodline of the Sunstrider family. If he died in front of the two armies, all the blood elves would go crazy.  This will have an impact on his next battle. Although this prince is very powerful, there are always surprises in everything, right?  After a slight hesitation, Bolvar said, "Your Highness Kael'thas, I don't think this is necessary. It's just a half-demon. It would be disrespectful to take action against it!" But Mo Wen shook his head.  Looking at Illidan, who was holding the Warblade of Azzinoth and showing off in front of the two armies, he said angrily: "This demon once fell into the hands of our blood elves. For some reason, I let it go.  Thinking that it dares to jump out to block our alliance's army, if we don't deal with it, how will our blood elves lose their face?" He said.  Mo Wen also glanced at a man in a cloak not far away, who was holding a round knife wheel in his hand. When he noticed Mo Wen's gaze, his body trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but  In the end, no words were spoken.  "Then we can also find someone else to kill it. Your Highness Kael'thas, you are now the sole heir of Quel'Thalas, and you should not put yourself in danger anymore!" But Bolvar was still a little worried, and he said bitterly.  Heartfelt advice.  It just so happened.  When Illidan saw that no one from the alliance was participating in the battle, he immediately became happy and shouted loudly: "Those bastards from the Blood Elves. Last time you attacked me sneakily, why didn't you dare to stand up this time? Can't we bully the minority with more?  Don¡¯t you even have the courage to play?¡± Mo Wen glanced at Bolvar, who shrugged helplessly and agreed, and Illidan started to racially attack.  If the blood elves did not fight, or if they did fight but failed to win, it would be a huge loss.  At this time, it¡¯s hard to stop Bolvar from playing.  I can only pray in my heart that this prince will be as powerful as the rumors say.  A smile appeared on his face. After getting Bolvar's consent, Mo Wen teleported directly in front of Illidan.  "You ran away like a lost dog last time, and now you dare to appear in front of me. Illidan, you are so courageous!" The sudden words made Illidan's expression change as he was still showing off wantonly.  I just froze and felt as sick as if I had eaten a fly.  "It's you!" Looking at Mo Wen, who was wearing armor, Illidan's face became slightly distorted.  It has not forgotten how Mo Wen used Tyrande to threaten it and then snatched its treasure away from it.  "You die!" There was no nonsense at all. The Azzinoth warblade in Illidan's hand slashed directly at Mo Wen.  The strong wind lifted Mo Wen's long hair, and he could even feel the coldness on the sword.  " Shaking his head slightly, Mo Wen looked at the war blade that was approaching him with some disdain. After absorbing the power of Gul'dan's Skull, Illidan's strength had reached a first-class level.  But the same first-class is also divided into three, six and nine. After being promoted to the first-class level, with the inexhaustible magic power in his body, Mo Wen can no longer be afraid of most first-class masters. First-class masters like Archimonde  Peak, he?If you can give it a try, although Illidan is fierce, it is still somewhat lacking.  With a flash of white light in his hand, Mo Wen's Ice Thunder Tribulation faced the Azzinoth War Blade brazenly.  There was just a screeching sound of weapons rubbing together, and countless sparks burst out between the Ice Thunder Tribulation and Azzinoth war blades, and finally they both stopped.  "Huh?" Illidan exclaimed in amazement. As a half-demon, he was somewhat confident in his power. He didn't expect that although the elf prince in front of him looked inconspicuous, he was so powerful that he could compete with it.  But then it sneered again. If the other party thought that this was all it had as a demon hunter, that would be a big mistake.  Hearing Illidan take a gentle breath, the next moment a green flame suddenly surrounded the Azzinoth war blade in his hand, and then burned Mo Wen along the place where the two swords met.  "Boy, just die here!" In Illidan's ferocious smile, the devil's flame that can burn mana and flesh directly wrapped Mo Wen, forming a green torch.  "Your Highness Kael'thas!" There was a sudden exclamation among the alliance troops. Bolvar and others' expressions changed, and they subconsciously wanted to go to the rescue.  But Sylvanas stopped them, and said slowly and confidently: "Don't cause trouble, you can't do anything to His Highness at this level!" Sure enough, the situation in the field suddenly changed in the next moment.  A biting chill spread from Mo Wen's body, and a large amount of frost extinguished the green flame almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then rolled back toward Illidan.  The cold temperature made the soldiers of both armies feel that the surrounding temperature was dropping rapidly.  "Is that all? Illidan, I don't know what you have to be proud of, how dare you say such things to me!" With Mo Wen's calm tone, this time it was replaced by the Warblade of Azzinoth.  The whole thing was frozen into an ice sculpture, and white frost began to appear between Illidan's eyebrows, and his teeth began to tremble.  "Bastard!" Looking at the snow gradually spreading towards his body, Illidan's expression became completely serious this time.  The means of suppressing the bottom of the box were used without hesitation.  The dark demonic energy spread out from its body almost in the blink of an eye.  The huge demonic figure condensed into an entity and appeared in everyone's eyes.  "Selling your soul to the devil, will you still get this level of power in return?" Mo Wen had no fear in his eyes, and the ice thunder in his hand flashed.  A huge ice crystal slash directly crushed the demon's giant hand.  "Illidan, I let you go last time just because of a small agreement, but you arrogantly appeared in front of me again and dared to speak nonsense!" Purple arcs crackled on Mo Wen's sword.  , the next moment a huge purple light pillar shot up into the sky, directly enveloping the demon in it.  Struggling and wailing, even if no sound was heard, everyone could smell the smell of the demon being scorched by electricity.  The warriors of the Alliance cheered.  The night elves on the opposite side looked at each other in confusion. Because of Illidan's complicated identity, they had never regarded him as one of their own.  But they also don't want it to fail at this time.  "Roar!" Trapped in the purple beam of light, the demon transformed by Illidan suddenly went crazy, suddenly opened its wings, and with the surging magic power and great strength, it actually tore the beam of light into pieces.  In the drizzle of purple light, Illidan, whose body was half-burnt, gathered his hands in front of his chest and gave a strong push.  A green fireball with a large diameter and emitting terrifying fluctuations appeared in front of it.  "If you hide away, the Alliance warrior behind you will die!" For the last chance of victory, Illidan was completely shameless at this time and shouted at Mo Wen with a sinister smile on his face.  But Mo Wen shook his head.  "You still don't know the difference between you and me!" Blue rays shot out from Mo Wen's hands one after another, directly piercing Illidan's fireball, and then bombarded it hard.  At a speed visible to the naked eye, thick frost began to spread rapidly on Illidan's body, and then froze it firmly. The Ice Thunder Tribulation in his hand twirled slightly, Mo Wen took a step forward, and cut off Illidan with a single sword strike.  head.  The huge head was flying in the air, and Illidan's eyes burning with demonic flames were still open, as if he didn't expect that he would fall to someone else's sword so easily.  "Kill!" Bolvar, the commander of the alliance, was immediately overjoyed. He suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist and let out a roar.  AllianceThe military formation moved slowly, and then accelerated to the extreme in a short period of time, sweeping towards the ranks of the night elves and natural disasters like waves.  With indescribable excitement in their eyes, the Alliance soldiers almost saw victory and waved to themselves.  On the mountainside of Mount Hyjal, Tyrande covered her mouth in disbelief, "Illidan, how could it be?" After all, they were childhood sweethearts. Although they could not agree with many of Illidan's actions, at this moment the other party's death  It still gave Tyrande a big blow.  But the deer helmet beside her was a little angry, and his face was livid when he saw the wave of alliances sweeping over him.  "Damn it, I know this loser Illidan is unreliable. If you don't have that ability, don't go on the field! Hunters and sentries shoot arrows for me, and the druids in front hold them back!" In order to reverse the unfavorable situation, Staghelm shouted loudly  The ground roared.  Following his order, rows of dense arrow rain continued to tilt out from the rear of the night elves.  Many Alliance soldiers fell to the ground after being hit by arrows, and were then trampled to pieces by the team behind them. However, the Alliance's high morale was not affected at all and they continued to charge wildly with shouts.  In just one minute, the night elves had time to release several waves of arrows.  The huge red wave of the alliance hit the front of the military formation of Dark Night and Natural Disaster.  With a loud bang, countless weapons and bodies collided violently with each other, and the bodies of many soldiers flew into the air.  The three colors of red, purple and white were mixed together in an instant.  The blood began to spread, and the pungent smell of blood permeated the entire battlefield. The interlocking military formations were embedded in each other, like two waves of ants. The soldiers on both sides fell one after another. In just the blink of an eye,  Hundreds of people lie on the battlefield forever.  "Archer, shoot for me! Hunter pet on top!" Staghelm roared loudly.  Commanding his troops to resist the alliance's attack.  In the military formation in the dark night, giant bears, tigers and other beasts roared into the alliance's battle formation, and with their huge bodies, they continued to stir up bloody storms.  Archers in the dark night kept coming to draw their bowstrings.  Throw it overhead, using all your strength to relieve the pressure on the troops in front.  "Archers and mages attack!" In the alliance army formation, Bolvar calmly commanded.  The alliance's long-range firepower began to show its power, although the blood elves' shooters were far rarer than the night elves.  They suffered a lot in the confrontation, but their mages and humans united together, and huge fireballs bombarded the team in the dark night mercilessly. Amidst the huge and constant roaring explosions, the night elves were almost  One piece after another fell down.  "Damn magic!" Fandral Staghelm cursed in a low voice, looking at the situation on the field gloomily, feeling particularly aggrieved.  When the high elves were expelled, Staghelm also participated in it, but he never thought that he would face attacks from the descendants of his compatriots.  Although magic goes against the laws of nature.  Its fluctuations may also attract the attention of the Burning Legion, but its power is undeniable.  It was clear that our side had more long-range power at this time, but the troops suffered more casualties.  The damage caused by hundreds of arrows may sometimes not be as effective as a fireball. Especially on the dense battlefield here, the damage caused by magic can be said to be extremely terrifying.  The situation is still at a stalemate. Dark night, natural disasters, and alliance military formations collide with each other, and no one takes advantage.  ¡°But Staghelm is keenly aware that the situation is tilting to the disadvantage of Dark Night, and the number of hunters¡¯ pets is constantly decreasing.  More and more ferocious beasts are wailing and dying under the siege of Alliance soldiers. The soldiers of the dark night use their bravery to enter the enemy's army.  They were almost fighting on their own, but the warriors of the alliance were still able to maintain small formations one by one during the fight, working together with each other to kill the soldiers of the dark night, especially under the leadership of those high-level blood elf knights.  Each team with their spiritual energy on was almost like daggers piercing into the heart of the military formation in the dark night.  As for the undead of the natural disaster, Dark Night's allies, they were still charging mindlessly as before. One undead fell, and more undead came up. Although they caused considerable losses to the opponent with their numerical advantage for a while, when they waited  After their strength is weakened, they will definitely collapse quickly.  Taking a deep breath, Staghelm looked at Salorian on the side, "Your Majesty the Undead, it seems we have to take some action now, otherwise the situation may not be good." The dim light in Salorian's skull  There was a slight flash, and then there was a chuckle, "As you wish, Lord Commander!" Then he saw it commanding an undead behind, "Let Rivendell and the others move out!" A moment later, along with the natural disaster,  There was a loud sound of horns in the camp, fighting against the alliance.The massacre of the undead army gradually changed.  The undead who were not afraid of death actually began to avoid the alliance's swords this time. They began to slowly move to the left and right, leaving a wide avenue in the center of the military formation.  Being given a way out, the soldiers who were fighting with the undead were a little confused. Looking at the wide road in front of them, they couldn't react for a while.  But then the expressions of these people changed, and the ground beneath their feet began to tremble, and bursts of thunderous sounds came quickly from the distance.  Most of the alliance's warriors are veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles, so they know very well what the cavalry means in front of them. Only when a large number of cavalry charge together can there be such a strange noise.  Sure enough, after the sea of ??undead was completely separated, a group of figures wearing black armor and riding skeleton horses appeared in front of everyone.  They were charging fiercely, sweeping in like a black torrent. The spreading death aura was as thick as a black cloud. With the blue eyes of countless knights among them, they looked like an army from hell.  "It's the Death Knight! Form up! Meet the enemy!" A frontline commander in the alliance's battle formation shouted hoarsely, his voice even distorted due to fear.  The Alliance army moved quickly, and no one escaped, because these veterans knew that charging in the face of the cavalry and turning your back to the enemy would only make you die faster. Only by forming a formation can you have a chance of survival.  Alliance soldiers holding large shields quickly gathered together to form shield walls.  And just after these shield walls were erected, the death knights had already arrived in front of them.  Boom!  With a dull thud, the shield wall that the alliance had just assembled was easily torn apart. Facing the charge of heavy cavalry, these hastily formed positions could play very little role.  After a while, the alliance's military formation was completely torn apart. One after another, the aura of death rushed into the alliance's military formation with a fearless momentum. The weapons spreading the power of death and frost began to ruthlessly harvest the alliance soldiers.  s life.  Although many death knights fell from their horses during the impact and were drowned in the alliance's sea of ??soldiers, more death knights gathered together and penetrated the alliance's military formation bit by bit.  Following these death knights, ordinary undead soldiers also rushed forward in a swarm, taking advantage of the disarray of the Alliance army, and began to kill them.  Affected by this, the morale of the night elves on the other side was also boosted, and they began to slowly regain their footing.  Looking at the death knights wreaking havoc on the left side of the military formation, Bolvar frowned slightly and said to a general beside him: "It's your turn, General Abidis, and it's also time to let these damn undead remember Silver."  The reputation of the hand is great, don¡¯t let everyone down!¡± (To be continued) PS: Thanks to duskØ­taker, Xing Zhiyi, ¡ØTianya¡á, and Vajia for their monthly votes.
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