With that, Mimiron waved his hand, and a huge circular metal trapdoor on the ground opened. Amidst the roar, a gigantic humanoid robot rose from above. It was so huge that it affected the appearance of the city.
Its body was mainly yellow, and its lower body was another Flaming Beast. Its body was like a big ball, but there was an octagonal glass porthole on its chest. Of course, that wasn't a real porthole. Duque could cut it out. Although it looked like Mimiron was sitting behind the porthole, it was actually just a display screen.
The robot's head was round, and it had two light blue hexagonal eyes. It also had a pair of nondescript mechanical arms with five fingers.
In any case, this thing looked really bad.
Thinking about it, this thing was another Flaming Beast MkII, a laser launcher VX-001, and a simple combination of the [Air Command Unit], which would normally only appear in the third stage and had the same bird-like shape as Mimiron's head. Together, it was called [Humanoid Combat Weapon V0-L7R-0N]!
In the Alliance camp, apart from Magni and Bu Laing, who didn't know what aesthetics were, everyone else looked like they couldn't believe their eyes.
Right!
It was too f * cking ugly.
Duque estimated that if this thing was made into an anime on Earth, it probably wouldn't sell well even in the least developed Celestial Empire in the 80s!
Ugly as it was, this thing's combat power was top-notch.
This was because this robot had all the weapons and equipment of the previous three parts.
His life goal was to use technology to slay a god. This was a description of someone like Mimiron. Although its power wasn't enough to kill Yogsaron directly, it was definitely a great help.
Duque's face twitched. He had to say that this was an unexpected surprise. The huge robot that should have been dismantled by the Alliance Army in the battle had now become a loyal subject and rejoined the ranks of the Alliance Army.
Duque appeared on the shoulder of the huge robot in a flash. He noticed something that looked like a camera, so he raised his hand and projected the image of a Gundam unicorn in his hand.
The camera kept flashing, and Mimiron's voice came immediately. "This … Do you like inventing and creating too?"
"Yes! Unfortunately, I don't have the time today. Let's find a chance to have a good chat after we get rid of Yogg-Saron. "
"That's great!" Mimiron's voice was filled with excitement.
We share the same interests!
We're on the same path!
My path is not lonely!
Even if he was being controlled, Mimiron still had his previous memories. He suddenly thought he understood how Duque was able to catch him so accurately when he was changing mecha.
If he wasn't from my robot faction, how could he possibly have such foresight!?
If not for the sense of duty that the Titan had planted in his heart driving Mimiron, he would probably have dragged Duque along without a care and chatted with him for ten days to half a month.
The Alliance leaders were all stunned.
"That's it?" Jaina appeared beside Duque and asked.
Duque shrugged. "What else do you want? Fight for 300 rounds and then wait for Yogsaron to come out and kill us all? "
"Boom!" The foot of the robot was made up of the flaming beasts. The four huge wheels looked out of place before, but now that they were in the robot's territory, the proportions were very correct.
As the robot that Mimiron piloted took the lead and arrived at the center of the Guardian's Temple area, Duque suddenly realized that … the other two sides were almost done at the same time.
Two huge figures were walking out of their respective temples.
"Thump thump thump!" Cirvanas was standing on the shoulder of the female giant Freya, the guardian of the Temple of Life.
The Blood Elf Queen held Freya's neck with one hand majestically, allowing the strong wind that was stirred up by the female giant's strides to blow against her face and cloak.
Next to her, Hodier, the guardian of the Ice Temple, was about the same.
He didn't have Freya's regenerative ability, so he looked even more pathetic. There were many huge claw marks and damage on his shoulder armor. However, his eyes were shockingly bright, and the deep blue color made people panic.
On his left and right shoulders stood two graceful beauties.
Onyxia had the air of a countess, her left hand supporting her right elbow and her right hand holding a goose feather fan dyed black. Half of her face was covered by a lute, and she smiled smugly.
Vashj returned to her maid's appearance, her hands crossed on her abdomen, looking like a maid who was ready to take orders at any time. But … there shouldn't be any maid who would be so arrogant as to stand on the shoulder of a guardian …
In front of outsiders, Onyxia and Vashj naturally gave Duque enough face. With a small jump, they landed on the ground and bowed to Duque. "Master, I'm glad that I didn't disappoint you!"
"Well done!" Duque praised them calmly.
In the Alliance Hero Group, Hoof Irreal stuck out his tongue, as if complaining that he had two demigods as servants. Duque really had no one else.
"I'm done here too." Queen Sylvanas tapped her toes, and a gust of wind carried her down. Many of the Alliance's powerhouses noticed that Freya's expression seemed to be a little … strange!?
Freya walked past Torim, who seemed to have withered up and was almost dead. A pair of huge and graceful palms pressed on Torim's chest, and a surging green brilliance was sent in just like that.
The effect was immediate!
Torim, who looked like he had used up all his energy and was about to become a weathered stone statue, began to tremble violently.
A few seconds later, he coughed three times and spat out a large black, sticky ball of liquid. "Ugh — Freya? You're awake!? "
Freya bit her lip. "Yes! Thanks to the demigod of wind, Sylvanas Windrunner, she used a special method to wake me up. "
"You guys …" Torim still did not seem to believe his eyes. He looked at Hodier, who was a little disheveled, and Mimiron, who looked fine.
"I've recovered!" Hodier's face was cold.
"I don't want to talk about it!" Mimiron's metal face did not have any expression at all.
There seemed to be electricity surging back and forth between the four Guardians. That was the unique telepathic communication between the Guardians.
Hodier was the first to speak. "Mortals, and the demigods of Azeroth, thank you for your help."
Freya continued, "Although we'd like to say it, the next thing is about Guardian Odour."
Mimiron said, "Obviously, the four of us together will not be a match for Yogg-Saron."
Torim said in a low voice, "Can we ask for your help again?"
Duque exchanged glances with the Alliance's powerhouses and smiled. His voice shook the mountains and rivers. "For Azeroth, it is our duty!"
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