Without waiting for Orgaron to explode his small black hole and force the strong ones out, everyone had already rushed out and swarmed him.
Onyxia once again took the lead with a dragon, but Vashj's lightning magic arrived first. When a lightning snake as thick as a one-way street directly struck Olgaren's body, the explosive lightning energy directly caused the Observer to grimace in pain.
Only at this moment did the Black Dragon Princess's attack connect perfectly and arrive straight at him.
She did not take a deep breath like her signature move. Instead, she swung her tail in a large way that was close to drifting. The dragon's entire body came to a sudden stop fifteen meters in front of Orgaron. Then, the huge tail that was as thick as the pillar of the temple drew a golden arc in the air and smashed into Orgaron's left neck.
"Ugh —" Even with his special constitution, Orgaron, whose body was half real and half intangible, was at a great disadvantage under the Black Dragon Princess' tail attack that was filled with highly concentrated fire elements.
His face was distorted due to the pain, and it perfectly portrayed the sorrowful cry that should have been loud in his heart.
In the next moment, his entire body was smashed into the air. The high purity fire elements that were released made him look like a huge torch that fell from the sky.
The light from the fire illuminated the hall and reflected on the faces of all the strong ones in Azeroth.
Without giving him a chance to catch his breath, Sword Emperor Veknilas pressed forward and swung his Qiraji Emperor Sword in a counterattack that was almost like an uppercut. In the end, it left a deep wound on his chest.
It looked like an illusory and useless wound, but the Nephilim Emperor Veknilas who was connected to the Sword Emperor immediately pounced forward and shot a [Shadow Arrow] at the wound.
This was a demigod attack!
If it was calculated according to the levels in the game, this was at least a Level 50 Shadow Arrow. It was not a terrifying damage that the players at the current stage could deal.
The Nephilim Emperor immediately pushed away after using his full strength, and a translucent figure appeared in his empty spot. It was Duque's subordinate, the Chief of the Weave, Khadgar!
He existed as a pure spirit, and he had broken through with it. With no hope of reviving, Khadgar focused on training. With his authority in the Weave that was second only to Duque, Khadgar's current strength was above Jaina and Kael 'thas.
Without using any staff or weapons, Cadgar thrust his illusory arms directly into the gaping hole in Olgaren's chest. Bright purplish-blue veins of the Weave extended out from the void, converging on Cadgar's hands like rivers flowing into the sea. Then, they crashed into Olgaren's body like a tidal wave.
"Ahhhhh —" Orgaron's huge and illusory body trembled as he screamed. "Bastard native, do you think that you will be forgiven for your actions?"
"Forgiven?!" Duque's voice suddenly rose an octave. "We did nothing wrong, why should we be forgiven? We protect our world, and at the same time, attack the enemies of the Titans of the Pantheon. I stabbed Sargeras, stabbed Archimonde, lured Kil 'jaeden to death, and even C' Thun and Yogg-Saron, who the Titans wanted to get rid of but didn't dare to, were all killed by us! What a joke! I just want to ask, we were wrong! In! Heaven! Inside!? "
Orgaron was speechless.
At this point, how could he not know that he was wrong?
If Azeroth was a planet with only primitive single-celled organisms, there wouldn't be any protests from the natives even if he destroyed 100 million of them. Because those organisms only had survival instincts, they wouldn't have the concept of a 'world'.
Azeroth was different. It was a world with a large number of highly intelligent organisms, and the strongest among them had evolved to the point where they could stand shoulder to shoulder with the guardians created by the Titans.
As an observer, Orgaron determined that this planet was heavily polluted and needed to be purified and destroyed based on the one-sided data. He ignored the series of efforts made by the natives and mortals. This meant that he was destined to stand on the opposite side of these strong natives.
How could he not know that he was going to lose this fight?
Subconsciously, the words' run away 'appeared in his mind.
Unfortunately, he couldn't do it well!
"Hey! You want to leave so soon? You can leave if you want, but please leave a correct evaluation for our planet first. "
That was what Duque said, but doing it was another matter.
On his right hand, the [Song of Light and Shadow] exploded with the brightest golden holy light so far.
Duke's entire body turned into an arrow of light, crashing towards Olgaren.
An even bigger energy impact was produced.
At that moment, the entire observatory, Oldur, and even the entire world seemed to have darkened.
All the strong ones could see was a golden light so bright that they couldn't look at it directly.
The most dazzling golden light ball suddenly exploded in all directions with Orgaron's right shoulder as the center.
After that, a dazzling golden light covered the heavens and the earth and enveloped everything.
There was no sound of explosion, but it felt as if they were thrown into a vacuum. Therefore, the holy and glorious golden world suddenly became quiet.
The holy light wave instantly swept through everything. The first to be affected was Orgaron's activated constellations, and these high-energy bodies were instantly turned into ashes.
Unexpectedly, none of the strong ones from the Alliance were affected by the golden light.
It was unknown if it was because Duque had precise control over his power, or because the holy light would not hurt them in the first place. No one died because of it.
The light slowly dissipated, and when everyone's vision returned to normal, they saw Orgaron lying on the ground like a dead dog. Duque had one foot on Orgaron's chest, and the spiral sword in Duque's right hand had a long golden light extending out. After the golden light pierced through Orgaron's chest, it suddenly split into two. Like tree roots, it wrapped around an illusory heart that was still beating rhythmically.
"You … What are you doing? I'm an observer from the Pantheon … Ah — "
Everyone saw Duque's right hand clench, and the golden light was like a claw that fiercely scratched Orgaron's illusory heart. The pain caused Orgaron's entire body to curl up.
Duque had a righteous look on his face. He looked like the combination of all the righteous heroes in history.
Unfortunately, what he said was completely different. "All intelligent beings in the Azeroth respect the Pantheon, but that doesn't mean we will accept unfair treatment. We only hope that you can revise your report and pass the truest information to the Titans. "
After saying that, the magic mirror that appeared above Duque's head played the heroic team's achievements one by one. After defeating the Burning Legion, they defeated the Scourge Army, and the Ancient Evil God.
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