"The fire elementals are on our side, right? They're all mixed up, how do we fight them? "The tank gunners were dumbfounded.
The messenger above spat a mouthful of saliva at them. "Don't joke around! Don't use Holy Light cannons, use pure tungsten core armor-piercing bullets. We create explosions to help our own people, oh, our own Fire Elemental Warriors! "
The bombardment resumed, and the battlefront on Utgard's side stabilized.
In the face of the ferocious Neltharion clones, the demigod Kaizi made a move for the first time. He was clearly showing off his love with Caponia recently, but he acted like a lifelong member of the FFF group and directly burned them to teach those Wings of Light a lesson.
The battle with the clones was a little lackluster.
The clones had good attack, defense, and regeneration abilities, but they lacked decisive ultimate moves or special skills. At most, they could cause trouble for the Alliance and bully the Alliance sub-bases that did not have demigod-level combat power.
Against Kaizi, defeat was only a matter of time.
In fact, even Neltharion himself did not expect those clones to be able to kill the powerhouses of the Alliance.
After fighting for so long, the old Wings of Light also knew that the powerhouses of the Alliance were not only very resilient, but also liked to stick together. That exaggerated teleportation link made it impossible for him to create a diversion.
Unless his main body was there, there was no way to seal the surrounding space and cause the teleportation spell to fail.
All the clones were used to buy time and stall the powerhouses of the Alliance.
The real main direction of attack of the Armageddon was, of course, the Dragonbone Wilderness to the north of the new vortex.
In the face of hundreds of thousands of Earth Elementals and over ten thousand adult Twilight Dragons, the Dragon Sleep Temple put on a huge lineup that was rarely seen so far.
In the void battlefield above the planet's atmosphere, only the minimum number of scouts and void fortress defense troops were left. Those dragons with rich combat experience were all called back.
It was rare in history for so many dragons to gather together like today!
The last time there was such a scene was back in the ancient war 10,000 years ago, when the five-colored dragons gathered and angrily attacked the Burning Legion.
Now, even they themselves were shocked by the magnificent scene of the dragons flying into the air and gathering together. The red dragons, yellow dragons, and green dragons lined up in order, the blue dragons with a smaller number rushed into the sky, and the shabbiest group of adult black dragons were at the back of the formation.
In any case, the five Dragon Tribes that were once divided were now united as one.
It wasn't just the standard Chromatic Dragons. Even the Lesser Dragons joined the Sleeping Dragon Coalition under Alexstrasza's call.
They included the Archosaurs that lived in the ice and snow of Northrend, the dinosaurs of the Un 'Goro Crater and so on.
Some dragons spread their wings wide enough to blot out the sky, while some dragons were as small as mosquitoes. Regardless of whether they were old dragons that had experienced the vicissitudes of life or young dragons that had just learned how to fly, they all joined the team. This was an order from the Dragon Aspects.
However, the dragon that took to the air first did not immediately pounce on the invading enemy. Instead, it circled above the mountains and used the air currents to wait for its brothers to arrive. These dragons filled the sky, forming layers of ranks from high to low. They circled in a regular route to avoid colliding with each other.
On the ground, large batches of Draconians and Half-Draconians were pouring out of the Dragon Slumber Shrine's gates one after another. They formed a neat square formation and formed the core of the defensive line on the ground. On the other hand, the terrestrial dinosaurs that could not fly consciously circled around and gathered on both sides, tentatively forming a formation.
Faced with this scene, anyone who witnessed this scene would think that they had seen the end of the world — perhaps it really was the end of the world. The members of the Dragon Race knew that the great traitor Nesario had done all kinds of evil. This deadly poisonous thorn was stuck in the throats of every dragon, and no one would be indifferent to that kind of stinging pain.
The dragons' blood was boiling, and their thunderous roars resounded through the sky. Everyone was waiting for the upcoming battle.
The enemy's boss, Nesario, had not yet appeared, so naturally, there would not be a Dragon King on the Sleeping Dragon Coalition's side. At this stage, the Four-Colored Dragon Race's second-in-command, led by Krasus, was holding down the fort.
Krasus did not know that he had escaped death because of Du's interference.
He was shuttling back and forth between the various phalanxes with Kalecgos' fiancée, Matigosa and the other second-in-command, coordinating the various Dragon Race armies.
Krasus was a little ashamed. The Dragon Slumber Shrine had long been accustomed to magical communication, but the other more primitive Dragon Race still remained at the level of shouting orders.
Fortunately, the command of the opposing Earth Elemental creatures was even worse, otherwise, there was no telling what would have happened.
Compared to the chaotic Dragon Coalition, the human fleet hovering in the sky further north was much quieter and orderly.
This fleet, ten thousand meters away, would provide the long-range support that the Dragon Race lacked the most.
Krasus was worried, so he used magic to confirm it. His spirit connected to the magic network. "Your Majesty Proudmore, can you hear me?"
"Very clear, Krasus." Jaina sat helplessly on a throne that was obviously arranged in the bridge.
That's right!
The Alliance was really lacking fleet commanders. It should be said that there was a shortage of Commander-level talents with more than 100,000 people. Originally, Jaina was a standard Mage girl, but she had to be pulled in.
She was now sitting on the flagship of the Alliance's new [Iron Cross Fleet], [Bismarck]. Jaina did not know what the hell Bismarck was. The name was set by Du Moke, and she could not change it.
In other aspects, Duque was very tolerant, but when it came to the naming of the ship, he definitely had the final say.
This steel beast hovering in the sky not only had the traditional cannons of the Alliance, but it also had a very exaggerated thing that needed a Breaking Dawn Archmage to control.
Jaina sighed. "What about the Dragon King?"
"Still arguing, but there will be a result soon."
At the highest level of the Dragon Slumber Shrine, the five Dragon Kings were still arguing.
"Damn! Is Duque not back yet? "Alexstrasza was indeed a little anxious. Her red eyes stared at Nozdormu.
The Space Dragon King was still expressionless. "I will know when he completes the mission."
"Just don't get lost in the river of time like last time. I heard that he came back for a few years! The Dragon Slumber Shrine can't wait for a few years! "The Red Dragon Queen had the urge to flip the table.
"Sister, calm down. It is our [Emerald Dragon Holy Land] that is under attack now! "Ysera still looked calm and composed.
The Green Dragon Holy Land was by the sea. It and the new Hearth Valley next to it naturally became the first target of Nesario's Armageddon Army.
However, because Vashj was personally guarding the shallow waters by the sea, there was no way for Neltharion to let the Earth Elementals land by walking on the seabed. He could only use the human cannon method to shoot batches of Earth Elementals ashore.
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