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Chapter 1463

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All the shooting elements had been adjusted before the battle.

Even taking advantage of the slow reaction of the Darkness Temple, many battleships had already completed the test firing.

In fact, he couldn't blame the Darkness Temple for their slow reaction, because after recruiting Vashj, Duque confirmed one thing: Illidan had been missing for almost a year.

It was purely the four members of the Illidari Council under Illidan that maintained Illidan's rule in the Outland.

When there were no major events, the Illidari Council was still able to control the situation.

Now that the Alliance Army had led nearly 500,000 people to attack, the Illidari Council panicked. The most troublesome thing was that in order to balance the Council and prevent his subordinates from having too much power, Illidan specifically set the number of people in the Council to four and instigated them to oppose each other. Now, no one was willing to submit to the other, and they couldn't even make an effective stop.

"Wind direction is stable!"

"There will be no air turbulence for the next minute and thirty seconds."

"Target locked!"

"Fire!"

The next moment, more than a dozen battleships violently shook again and again.

From the bow to the stern, it was the triple 406mm MK6 main cannon that sprayed out fierce flames. The initial speed of the shells of the new naval cannon was not comparable to the old cannons at all.

If the old shells could still barely see the trajectory of the shells, then the armor-piercing shells of the new MK6 naval cannon had already hit Doom Walker before anyone could react.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, a round hole with a diameter of more than half a meter appeared on Doom Walker's shoulder and body, and then there was a continuous muffled sound like muffled thunder.

If Doom Walker was a living behemoth, it would have probably let out an earth-shattering scream at this time.

As a mechanical creation and war machine, its battlefield analysis system was better than the ordinary army's Fel Reaver, allowing it to make the most accurate judgment.

[Lightning Fury]!

Doom Walker raised his arms high and released a lightning attack from his palms that was similar to a chain of lightning, drawing a strong electric field in the air in front of him that could not be passed by metal creations.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! "A bright explosion exploded in mid-air.

Seeing this scene, Duque frowned deeply. The damage of the shells came from the explosion of gunpowder. If the shell did not explode in the designated area, then it would be insignificant to Doom Walker, who had an extremely thick alloy shell.

In the sky, the Royal Brothel Regiment was already pouring down a hail of bullets with all their might.

It was obvious that the power of the cannons on Earth during World War II was far from enough to pose a threat to the most advanced technology in Eredar.

However, a weapon like Doom Walker had to be destroyed. Otherwise, when the magic defense system of the Darkness Shrine was reactivated, the Allies might not be able to break in even if they paid a hundred times the price. This thing could easily crush a 10,000-man infantry regiment.

Seeing Duque's embarrassment, Sal showed a rare smile.

When conventional strength couldn't deal with an opponent, it was often the time for the strong to perform.

On the podium, Sal leaned over. "Do you need help from the new members of the tribe?"

Duque bared his teeth.

He rarely felt the malice of fate.

He single-handedly directed the Blood Elves to join the Alliance, and the Forsaken almost died. Even Sal did not know that the tribe had lost a powerful race forever.

But Sal, who was full of diplomatic talent, was worthy of being one of the favorites of the goddess of fate. Duque closed a window on the fate of the tribe, but because the way he blew up the Outland was wrong, the Outland collapsed earlier than expected, which produced another result.

Sal walked into Gruul's lair with his bare hands and said to Gruul, "Our world is going to be destroyed. More than 100 meters of your territory, Blade Peak, is collapsing into the void every day. Come to Azeroth, the tribe has occupied a vast land there, enough for the Orcs, Ogres, and Gollons to live together. "

Seeing that the Gollons could not conquer a world with their own strength, Gruul chose to join the tribe in the face of inevitable destruction.

When he heard the news, even Duque could not help but feel a headache. "Damn it! That's Gollons! "

Huge, one-eyed, and fearful. It was difficult for human language to describe the feelings that the Gollons, the Ogre ruler, brought to the bystanders.

There were rumors that the Gollons gave birth to the Ogres. Even if this rumor was true, the Gollons had no love for their children. Their method of ruling the Ogre tribes was ruthless and barbaric, and no matter what the facts were, one thing was certain: the Gollons had unparalleled force.

In unreliable legends, the ancestors of the Gollons were rock guardian giants created by the Titans on the planet of Draenor. They had huge bodies made of granite, as majestic as mountains, endless power, and the ability to change the earth.

Once, they followed the mission given by the Titans, shaped the earth and sea of the world of Draenor, and fought an eternal war with the enemies of the Titans — the primitive plant behemoths of Draenor.

After the Titans left Draenor, most of the guardian giants were affected by the curse of flesh and blood and degenerated into half-rock, half-organic cyclops. Their descendants were the Gollons.

Although not as powerful as the rock guardian giants, the Gollons still inherited part of the power of their ancestors and had a close connection with the earth element of Draenor. Therefore, the most powerful Gollons had the power to change the landscape. The broken world of Draenor was now called the Blade's Edge Mountain. The rock spikes all over the place were created by the father of the Gollons, the Dragon Slayer Gruul, when he fought against the Black Dragon Legion.

In theory, the earliest Ogres were also the product of further degeneration after some of the Gollons were deeply affected by the curse of flesh and blood. Some historians even said that the Orcs were another branch of the Gollons who were affected by the curse of flesh and blood.

History could no longer be investigated. At this moment, the point of the matter was that the Dragon Slayer Gruul, who would have been killed in history, and his seven sons were now alive and well and armed to the teeth.

The natural hard skin of the Gollons was enough to give people a headache. Duque estimated that if he really had to face them, he would probably have to use armor-piercing bullets. Now that Thrall had obtained the Gollons, he was even more insane and asked the Rustwater Conglomerate to prepare a set of steel armor for Gruul and his seven sons.

Think about it!

A ten-story tall cyclops with an inverted triangular upper body and a super muscular upper body that was more burly than the lower limbs. He also wore a set of super steel armor with an average thickness of more than one meter.

From the breastplate to the crotch armor, from the shoulder and arm guards to the leg guards and knee guards … If it weren't for the fact that Gollon was only used to using his fists, Duque even thought that Thrall would prepare a 40-meter-long Battleship Slicing Blade for Gruul.

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