"Reporting, we've received the latest data."
"Calibrate, then test the main cannon of the Seventh Fleet," Marshal Taylor ordered.
Thirty seconds later, the Seventh Fleet in the east of the Broken Beach began to fire.
The three 460mm cannons roared, and after a minute, the huge metal shells crossed the distance of 30,000 meters and began to fall on the Broken Beach.
Seeing the high-speed shells in the distance, Gul 'dan instinctively felt that something was wrong.
This Gul 'dan was not the Gul' dan who had only experienced the first and second battles of the Dark Portal. He was the [King of Draenor] who had experienced a branch timeline.
Because he was born in a branch timeline, his strength could not compare to the original Gul 'dan at this point in time.
Just because he was not strong enough did not mean that he was not knowledgeable enough.
After seeing the advanced technology that the Goblins had passed on to the Beastmen, Gul 'dan immediately jumped up. "Stop them! Stop those things! "
If the shells were so easy to stop, they wouldn't be shells.
With an initial speed of 780 meters per second, coupled with the extreme speed and destructive power produced by the acceleration of gravity, how could it be so easy to stop them?
Even though hundreds of Apocalypse Guards hurriedly flew into the air, only a few succeeded.
Huge metal shadows swept past the Demons' retinas and crashed into the ground beside them. The smaller and more agile Demons could still dodge subconsciously.
The huge Lords of the Abyss had no place to dodge. They were practically born as meat shields.
"Boom boom boom!" A series of loud noises rang out. If it was a mortal's eardrums, they would definitely be pierced.
The continuous explosions spread along the entire coastline and into the depths of the Broken Beach.
Countless sand and large rocks were lifted from the beach, mixed with seawater and torn flesh.
Some Apocalypse Guards fluttered their wings in panic and retreated at a speed of tens of meters per second, but they were still caught up by the explosions and swallowed up.
A certain Lord of the Abyss was hit by a large caliber shell. Its fat dragon-shaped lower body swelled up like a balloon and then exploded. Flesh and blood flew everywhere. With this as the background, more and more Demons were blown into the sky.
"Enemy attack! Mainly physical attacks! There's also a considerable amount of fire elemental attacks! "
Gul 'dan was a demigod Warlock. Even if he was reduced to a dog, his life-saving abilities were still considered strong among demigods. He immediately sacrificed a Void Demon to form a powerful Shadow Shield to block the shockwaves of the explosion. He also used the Hellhound's super magic resistance to resist the damage of the fire elements.
The other demons were not as arrogant as him.
Most demons did not like to use shields. Their tyrannical physiques and natural elemental resistance were the best shields.
Now, they were paying with their lives for neglecting to defend.
"Bastard! Wizards! Where are the wizards? Our covert operation has failed. We need to set up the magic formation and shield immediately! We can't let the enemy's shells hit our vanguard unscrupulously! " Gul 'dan roared in anger, "All demons, adjust your resistances if you can!"
Whether it was a magic array or a large-scale war spell, the most important thing was time.
Unfortunately, the Alliance wouldn't give him time to react.
This time, a strange phenomenon appeared in the western sky.
Countless golden arrows of light fell from the sky like fireworks, turning into a golden rain that rained down.
The leaders of the Throne Conference maintained a constant connection.
Of course, Duque was also connected to a special magic communication network for his harem.
In this network, Ilusia exclaimed, "So beautiful …"
Kalia, who knew next to nothing about war, became a rare expert. "Right, right! These new shells are called missiles. Yes, they're the [East Wind Type 3 Holy Light Missiles]. "
"Huh? How did you remember? "
"Hey, I once asked Duque why the Alliance's new missiles were called the [East Wind] series," Kalia said with admiration. "Duque suddenly recited a poem to me — the East Wind Night Blooms on a Thousand Trees, and when it blows, stars fall like rain."
"Wow! So poetic! "It wasn't just Ilusia. A few girls exclaimed as well.
"It's so beautiful. I didn't think that Duque could use a poem to describe the scene of a missile tearing through the sky and entering the battlefield," Tyrande praised sincerely.
Duque looked like he was constipated.
God damn it, when Kalia asked him, he just happened to be in his Sage Time.
A man in his Sage Time could easily think about life!
Who knew what had gotten into him to suddenly think of this.
Alright, he even became famous.
Now that his sister praised him, Duque thought about it and apologized in his heart. He decided to secretly press down the coffin of a certain Chinese poet with the surname Xin.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh —"
The Holy Light suddenly shot out, and the Shadow Fog that had just risen into the air was canceled out by the Holy Light of the opposite attribute. The demons, who had barely managed to survive the torrential rain of cannonballs, had their bodies completely pierced through.
They fell heavily and rolled awkwardly on the muddy beach floor, howling in pain. Blue-black Demon blood flowed to the ground and mixed with the seawater, turning into a thick, stinky liquid.
"No! This can't go on! Where are those bastards' fleets? "Gul 'dan shouted.
"They're almost there." One of the Demons acting as his assistant had an undisguised look of disdain.
The Void Battlefield outside Azeroth's atmosphere had been the battlefield of the Pentashade Dragons for the past twenty-five thousand years.
They abided by the mission given to them by the Titans, and never retreated even in death.
However, as the power of the five Dragon Aspects of the Sleeping Dragon Temple weakened, and the Pentashade Dragons suffered heavy losses in many battles, the protection circle of planet Azeroth was different from the one in history. It could be said that it was still there, but in reality, its effectiveness had been greatly reduced. It wasn't even 30% of its peak.
Now, on Planet Azeroth's orbit, there was something unusual.
Since ancient times, there had only been two moons in Azeroth. Now, there were four!
The other two were not natural celestial bodies, and of course, they were not the Titans' creations.
It was Elune who had spent a lot of effort and used her divine power to catch two comets that passed by Azeroth, and without affecting the rotation of Azeroth, she brought them into the planet's gravitational circle.
At this moment, all the mages who were monitoring the space outside Azeroth's atmosphere through the magic network were alarmed at the same time.
In the huge celestial body that was jokingly called the Third Moon by the Alliance, there was a very modern command post.
It became noisy inside.
"Alert! Alert! The Burning Legion's Void Fleet has been discovered. "
"The number is two thousand, three thousand … and still increasing. They are all Star Destroyers. "
Strangely, all the staff inside were Fire Demons …
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