On Earth, in the era of the most serious confrontation, the most serious would be Old Su and Old Mi throwing bombs at each other, turning the Earth into a nuclear winter.
In Azeroth, even if the Well of Eternity exploded, it would at most blow up the center of the ancient Kalimdor continent.
But when the huge energy was mixed with the spatial barrier in the portal, it wasn't a simple matter of one plus one equals two.
Back then, the Titans of Creation had put in a lot of effort to create this planet's spatial barrier. The spatial formation around Azeroth was not only a barrier that prohibited entry, but also a pillar that supported the planet's existence.
It was like unscientifically taking the planet's core out of the atmosphere and wrapping it around the planet. If the planet's core was forcefully smashed from the outside, the planet would be finished.
Of course, it wouldn't be so troublesome for the Burning Legion to just destroy the planet, but it would be much more troublesome to squeeze in and snatch the treasures inside.
Malfurion detonated the huge ball of energy that crashed into the portal, causing the entrance of the huge vortex to tremble continuously. Then, it lost its internal strength, and the portal began to collapse.
The edges of the portal that were burning collapsed one after another.
As a fallen Titan with supreme divine power, Sargeras still wanted to forcefully rebuild it with his powerful spatial magic.
Unfortunately, it was too late. The situation had already gone out of control. Even with the power of the Titans, there were times when they couldn't do anything.
Brock's sword had stunned Sargeras for a full second.
It was that precious second that had stolen the victory of the demon king.
"Despicable ant —" Under Sargeras's flames, the old orc, Brock, still smiling, was reduced to ashes.
The long campaign had finally come to an end. The regret of not dying with his comrades had drawn a full stop on this ancient battlefield that had been ten thousand years since he was born.
"Brock —" Grom cried, which was rare for him.
Many of his comrades had died on the battlefield, but he didn't cry.
Even when most believed that the tribe had perished, he didn't cry.
But when this comrade whom he wasn't too familiar with, nor was he unfamiliar with, slashed out in order to save the world, the great Grom Inferno roared — and cried!
His lacrimal glands seemed to have collapsed, allowing tears to gush out of his eyes and mix with the blood staining his face, turning his face into a mess.
Unfortunately, not many beings had the time to notice Master Roar's feelings.
Because the situation was still very critical, Sargeras was unwilling to accept the fate of failure. He forcefully smashed open a part of the unstable space barrier and stepped out of the portal that was about to collapse. He wanted to force his way into Azeroth and repair it at the same time.
His desire caused the spatial structure of the planet to become even more unstable.
Just as the explosion of the portal began to spread, the Demon King found himself stuck in the portal, unable to escape. He couldn't escape, and he couldn't retract his leg. He threw away the sword in his hand and punched the entrance with his fists, but to no avail. The passage between the two worlds rapidly shrunk until he was sandwiched tightly in the middle. Sargeras roared, his voice reverberating in everyone's hearts.
"I will not fail! Absolutely not! "
The portal kept shrinking, and Sargeras seemed to be shrinking as well. He tried his best to open the passage, and under his immense power, the inside of the portal started to catch fire, bursting out with an indescribably terrifying energy turbulence.
At the same time, this also caused a terrifying tremor that affected the entire planet's crust.
"We have to do something!" Nozdormu roared.
"We have to push Sargeras out, or he'll bring us down with him!" Alexstrasza was like a madman, forcefully taking on the big moves of the three Demon Lords, and rushed towards the portal.
Unfortunately, she was still too far away!
"Is this the end?" Malfurion was the most desperate!
In order to stop Sargeras from entering this world, he was the one who had detonated that ball of energy. Who would have thought that this was considered doing bad things out of good intentions?
If Sargeras came in, the planet would be destroyed.
If the portal exploded, the planet would still be destroyed.
After working so hard for so long, this was the result of despair. Who could take it!
At this time, many Demon Lords stopped, and so did the heroes of the Azeroth Coalition Army. Everyone stared in the direction of the portal with the greatest fear and despair. They were waiting for the situation to change. If it really exploded, then everything they had done would be for naught.
"No! Master hasn't done anything yet! "Vanessa said.
"Yes! Master loves to do big things! "Rhonin replied.
"I don't want to admit it, but at a time like this, we can only rely on him …" Even Krasus nodded.
After spending so much time together, Malfurion knew very well that these mysterious powerhouses were all heroes with good hearts. They had the most noble sentiments and the most resolute will to fight. They could be said to be the most resolute and perfect comrades.
The 'him' they were talking about was naturally the 'Nothing' who had helped Malfurion and imprisoned him. He was also the Du Kang that Tyrande had mentioned later on.
"In the end, we still have to rely on that 'Du Kang'?" Malfurion's mouth was full of bitterness. He thought of many things. He thought of the peaceful days in the past, and the time he had strolled in the lush garden with Tyrande. He couldn't help but think that his last hope had actually fallen on that mysterious Du Kang.
How laughable. So many mortals, so many powerhouses, even demigods and true gods, all wanted to break the shackles of fate and control it with their own power. But in the end, they could only rely on Du Kang who was hiding in the Burning Legion!
Malfurion thought of the time when Tyrande cried and asked his trapped soul, "What should I do?" The helplessness of giving up on love still gnawed at his heart like a poisonous snake.
"Bastard! I don't care if you're willing or not! You've already taken away my most precious thing, and the fate of billions of lives on this planet is in your hands! Don't disappoint us! Otherwise, even if we die, we'll curse you with the fiercest power possible! " Malfurion thought back to Duque's pitch-black appearance and tried to convince himself to trust this mysterious and unreliable fellow.
It was rare that even Malfurion the Honest Guy let out such a cry.
Not to mention other existences.
Who?
Who was it?
It didn't matter who it was!
Who could save Azeroth!?
Come quickly! This world is going to be destroyed!
In the Twisting Nether, Tyrande was so shocked that she couldn't speak. At this moment, Duque suddenly grabbed her hand and smiled. "Did you know? The best singers are always the last to appear. "
Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people …
As the Demon King roared and hit the wall with all his might …
A huge shadow of a black figure suddenly appeared above the portal — it was Duque in his Shadow form.
"Come back, Sargeras!"
The next moment, an irresistible suction force came from the other end of the portal and forcefully pulled Sargeras back into the portal.
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