If the charge of the Hellhounds was like a torrent spurting out of a great river, then Rhonin's earth spell would be an artificial dam that appeared out of nowhere.
Like a row of heavy cannons bombarding the dam, the tide of Hellhounds was a perfect performance of what was called "Raging Waves Beating the Shore!"
Perhaps the repeated attacks, day after day, year after year, would shatter the reef on the shore.
But at this moment, it was only the tide itself that was shattered.
All agility type movements required space to be executed. Even the most agile existence, once it lost the space to make a detour, what awaited it was the most hated, the unfancy collision.
The Hellhounds at the front instinctively wanted to go around or over.
But in the end, they were still pushed to the front by the Hellhounds that couldn't stop, and their companions at the frontline crashed into sharp stone spikes as if they were driving a pile of piles.
Indescribable howls resounded in the middle of the battlefield.
On many solid spikes, there were often a dozen or so Hellhounds that hadn't completely lost their lives.
At this moment, Rhonin began to chant the second battlefield spell.
"The source of all magic! Come and go with my mysterious meaning, and open a path of fire that destroys everything … "
The purplish-blue arcane energy turned into gorgeous runes that formed dazzling rune ribbons around Rhonin, circling his body in a clockwise direction.
Supported by a set of dazzling, exquisite equipment, and the special effects of Unruly Will and other strengthening accessories were fully activated, the little remaining magic power was all compressed and poured into the next attack.
Ten seconds later, a huge magic dragon of fire crossed the crowded front of the Hellhounds and flew directly above the group of demon guards that were lined up because of the shield and turtle shell formation.
"Boom!"
A huge mushroom cloud rose in the formation of the demon guards, and in the elves' vision, at least a hundred demon guards were blown into the sky. More were turned into ashes in the direct hit of the explosion, and the rest were either blown into pieces and scattered, or simply fell to the ground, motionless.
The stones on the turf were also blasted away. A boulder fell on a Cerberus, crushing its spine like breaking a twig.
The advance of the Burning Legion's main army in the middle had been stopped. These ferocious demons were obviously in a mess.
No matter how picky Ravenkaise was, he could not help but praise Rhonin's performance. "Good job …"
The archers made use of this opportunity to fire another volley of arrows at the Hellhounds that were huddled together. A large number of arrows rained down, and the scene became even more chaotic.
The Night Elves cheered. The Moon Guards looked at Rhonin jealously. Ravenkaise roared at his Mages, telling them to act quickly.
However, it seemed like the Night Elf Mages were far inferior to Ronin.
That's right, an entire team of 500 mages couldn't even compare to Luo Ning.
Having fought on the lodes of the Well of Eternity for a long time, the elven mages had inexhaustible magic power. They would subconsciously study their own casting skills instead of expanding their magic circuits so that they could store and refine more magic power on their own.
According to Duque, these guys had frighteningly short mana bars.
The elemental magic that descended on the Burning Legion weakened from time to time. A large number of demons fell to the ground, but more demons surged forward.
The magic offensive that was supposed to be a suppressive area attack and turn a certain area into an absolute dead zone seemed extremely weak.
The central battlefield that Rhonin plowed through with his ultimate skill was fine. There were no fortifications around it, and the Night Elf infantry that directly met the enemy with a shield formation showed a one-sided decline.
In front of the more agile and stronger demons, the elven infantry easily made trades that shocked every commander. Many times, it took five elven infantry to exchange for the death of a Cerberus.
Until this moment, the Elven Lords felt a little regretful. They should have thought of a way, whether it was spies or Thieves, to restore the magic supply of the Well of Eternity before going after the Burning Legion.
On the left flank, the Moon Guards led by Illidan were fighting, and the situation was still somewhat manageable. After all, these Moon Guards who chose to support the Lord and rescue the Queen, even if they had lost their magic power, were still highly trained warriors.
The right flank was in a difficult situation. At the worst time, even the supreme leader of the Moon Guards, Latusius, had to fight on the front line.
As the Burning Legion further increased their troops, especially after the appearance of the Lord of the Abyss, the Night Elf army showed signs of collapse.
Just as the Elven army was on the verge of collapse, a mysterious existence, in a special way, visited the inner city of Azshara, which was under high security.
There was a sentry every three steps, and a sentry every five steps was not enough to describe the security of this place.
Around the palace, the Elven guards in green armor, armed with spears and swords, carefully looked around.
But they were not the core of the security net.
Countless Cerberus ran back and forth almost irregularly. There were multiple Void Eye Demons patrolling every important position.
Eye Demon — a special demon that could cross space and see very far away, or see through things hidden in the void. At first glance, it was no different from a huge and ferocious eyeball.
They just floated in the air, scanning every corner of the inner city of Azshara.
With them here, even a hero-level Thief like Vanessa could not even think of taking half a step in.
Even though the defenses of the Burning Legion were so exaggerated and strict, a special existence still entered.
He flew over the Well of Eternity lightly, looked down at the huge pool of black water, and slowly ascended to the tall and majestic forbidden palace that stood on the cliffs of the mountain.
When this palace was first built, stones and trees were combined together with magic. Such a miracle touched the hearts of countless people, but now it was daunting.
It was another stormy night, and an even more uneasy and evil atmosphere hung around it.
The Elves did not dare to stare at it, and even if they did, they would quickly look away.
Except for the mysterious intruder.
Yes!
He was Malfurion Stormrage, whose soul had left his body and existed in a strange form between the Emerald Dream and the real world to sneak into the Azshara Palace.
Malfurion was caught in a conundrum. He had clearly sensed that an unpredictable, mysterious power was being nurtured in the highest magic tower, but he could not find a way to get in.
A three-dimensional magic formation with strong mental attributes surrounded the entire magic tower.
At this moment, Malfurion saw a sign that gave him a headache — it was a green arrow.
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