The Observer, Orgaron, did not participate in the attack after he landed on Planet Argus. Instead, he used the portal to go to a hidden Pantheon stronghold nearby.
There, he gathered a powerful army.
The cautious Aman 'Thul did not directly send out his direct troops. Instead, he activated a secret factory similar to Odul from a planet that had not been completely destroyed by the Burning Legion. There, he produced a large batch of Titan Creations and let Orgaron lead them to the Burning Throne. The premise was that Duque's attack was successful.
Duque glanced at the ten-story tall giants behind Orgaron. They looked about the same as Torim and the other Protectors. In reality, Aman 'Thul and the others were still holding back.
These newly created Titan Creations were not at the level of the Protectors. At most, they were close to the level of Alkavon's four Protectors.
Of course, just in case, this was enough.
"I'll leave the safety of this place to you." Duque ordered Orgaron like he was ordering his subordinates.
Orgaron, who had once held the power to decide the fate of Azeroth, was now like a grandson. Not only was Duque polite, even if Duque spoke ill of him, he had to endure it.
Moreover, Duque did not treat him badly.
"In the name of the Observer, I swear to defend this place with my life. Until victory! " Of course, he did not finish his sentence. If things went south, Aman 'Thul had given him a secret order to bring Duque away safely.
The gigantic Protectors came out in a line. Not only did they quickly occupy the teleportation hub, they even headed to the upper levels of the Burning Throne. They wanted to ensure that the elemental army outside could provide support when necessary.
Duque nodded. He then saw Queen Sylvanas return.
In reality, it was not Queen Sylvanas who took action this time. She was there to hold the line for her eldest and third sisters. A mere Great Engineer of the Parliament was not worth her personal attention.
Duque opened the second portal.
"Oh! Old friend! You really succeeded? I'm so happy! "The one who appeared at the portal was his old friend, the Great Gnome Craftsman Gerbin.
With a call, a group of Alliance Heroes quickly drove the similarly large Gundam robot over. However, most of the drivers were Gnomes.
Most of the infantrymen here were Paladins of the Silver Hand Knights and Priests of the Church of Holy Light.
"Time is of the essence. Sir Willen will lead the way for you." Duque nodded at Willen and looked at the leader of the Blood Elf Paladins, Riadeline.
With a straight face, Riadeline slapped her golden shield and said: "In the name of the Guardian of Truth!"
The Titan Guardians Tyr and Azardas forged this shield after the fall of their companion Lorcan. They handed over the Guardian of Truth to a Vrykul warrior and thus exposed Loken's plot.
Tyr and his companions later succeeded in stealing the Norgannon Disc, and the Vrykul warriors covered their retreat, delaying many of Loken's servants. Exasperated, Loken sent out terrifying monsters to pursue Tyr's party, causing Tyr to die in battle.
Later, this Vrykul warrior moved to the Storm Fjord of the Broken Islands, and this shield was finally buried in the Path of Kings. After the Pantheon and the Alliance formed an alliance, the whereabouts of this shield was also revealed.
Now, there were at least four digits of Paladins in the Alliance holding the Guardian of Truth, and the one in Riadeline's hand was the original.
The reason Duke had sent Gerbin here was to steal the black technology.
The Burning Legion made the people of Azeroth unhappy, and taking the technology of the legion was not stealing.
Yes, it was stealing. There was nothing wrong with it.
The cooperation between the Alliance and the Pantheon was not like asking a tiger for its skin, and Duque was not afraid of Aman 'Thul being immoral. Cooperation was one thing, and how much technology the Pantheon was willing to give to the people of Azeroth was another.
Thinking three steps before taking one step was the basic quality of a leader.
Duque could already see the future.
If they really won this battle, Azeroth would also have to develop itself, right?
If he did not come to Argus to get some money, he would be letting himself down.
What if the entire planet suddenly exploded after defeating Argus the Nirvanic? That would really feel like he was working for the Pantheon for free.
Taking advantage of the good momentum of the Alliance's attack, Duque had long since ordered Willen to take Gerbin to the various core areas of the Burning Throne to plunder technology, intelligence, and valuable equipment.
Originally, it would have been better if the Eredar Gemini, the spy, led the team.
In the end, Duque did not take the gamble. It was not rare for a demon to betray him again. After squeezing out all the intelligence from the Gemini, Duque put them to rest.
At the same time, on the Broken Isles of Azeroth, on the huge battlefield surrounding the tomb of Sargeras.
The Alliance was at a huge disadvantage.
As a sinister and cunning person, Kil 'jaeden still had some tricks up his sleeve.
One of them was that with Sargeras' revival, the invasion of the origin of Planet Azeroth also began to strengthen. What followed was the opening of more teleportation portals.
In the ancient war 10,000 years ago, by absorbing the energy of this planet and using the Well of Eternity as a response, Sargeras had almost completed the teleportation portal that could allow a miniature Titan to pass through.
If not for the fact that the one responsible for opening the portal was a spy with the surname Du, perhaps the people of Azeroth would have tragically typed GG.
This time, Sargeras had used hundreds of years to let the corpse of his clone contaminate the Moon Goddess Temple, as well as the land that had once been a part of the Well of Eternity. In return, he had also obtained a portion of Planet Azeroth's power.
It was impossible to open a teleportation portal to Azeroth from the Distorted Void. This rule was ineffective against the teleportation portal that connected to the Distorted Void that Azeroth had opened itself.
A huge change was happening on the battlefield.
About two hours had passed since the elite troops of the Alliance, including the Guardians and Alliance Heroes, entered the tomb of Sargeras.
The number of demons that appeared on the battlefield suddenly increased exponentially.
At first, dozens of teleportation portals that emitted an ominous green light opened, followed by hundreds, thousands …
Although this number stopped at around 3,000, the demons that came out of the teleportation portals became more and more berserk.
At first, some of the teleportation portals were so small that only imps could pass through, but most of them could pass through the hellhounds, and then the demon guards.
The Alliance's 460mm Holy Light Cannons might be able to send over a hundred demon guards to the afterlife, but at the same time, there might be two hundred demons that came in.
Looking at the battlefield from afar, this battle seemed to have reached its climax.
Even the Guardian Dragon, who was overlooking this scene from the Void Battlefield, was worried.
"Duque …" Ysera murmured.
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