Aman 'Thul's voice then came. "Thank you, loyal ally of the Pantheon. From now on, as long as you keep the portal from this spatial node open, Iona will be able to give the alliance members the strongest life recovery ability. Even if they only have one breath left, they will be alive and kicking in the next moment. "
Duque sensed it and found that the other end of the portal was not where the Pantheon was. It was more like a relay station, or like the wall-crawling program that he saw on Twitter and Youtudou before he transmigrated. It could transmit life recovery natural energy over without being discovered by the Burning Legion.
The big boss of the Pantheon was really ruthless and silent.
He said he would give Brother Chun blessings, and he did so just like that.
Almost at the same time, the entire planet Azeroth felt that the Pantheon was a great fortress.
If it was said that the large number of Titan creations joining the allied army and the large distribution of God Equipment made the Alliance feel that the Pantheon Temple was only at this level, then the following scene made them feel that the Titans of the Pantheon Temple were truly like gods.
Suddenly, an emerald green natural energy hovered over the thousands of battlefields in Azeroth.
Whenever any of the alliance soldiers was injured on the battlefield, even if it was a fatal injury from being cut in half by a demon, a ball of green energy would instantly descend.
"Kacha!" The injured body was completely wrapped in a green stream of light, and the body that was split into two pieces was mixed back together like glue.
In the next second, a living 'dead' stood on the spot in a daze.
His broken armor told him that the fatal injury he had suffered was not a dream.
The demon opposite him was dumbfounded. Unwilling to give up, the demon clawed again.
Slap! This time, the miserable alliance soldier was torn from the left shoulder to the right abdomen. He died again.
However, with Iona's god-level healing energy, it was really difficult to die even if he wanted to!
With a whoosh, the alliance soldier was resurrected again. He yelled as he picked up his weapon and fired at the demon.
"Impossible!" This time, it was the demons who felt like they were going to collapse.
Originally, having their reinforcements cut off was enough to make them panic. If they were to encounter the tens of millions of allied troops who all believed in Brother Spring, how could they fight properly?
Although the demons of the Burning Legion soon realized that they could still kill the feeble foes by blowing up the heads of the Allied Army's soldiers, how was it ten times more difficult to inflict fatal wounds everywhere compared to having to blow up their heads?
The Alliance Command quickly announced that Duque had saved a ball of essence from the Pantheon Titan Iona. Iona had decided to use the power of this ball of essence to grant everyone a super strong recovery ability.
"Time is very limited. Everyone, please seize the opportunity and annihilate the demons in one fell swoop!"
Other than Mimiron's mechanical army, Odin's Soul Warrior Wagery, and Uther's Scourge army, Iona's essence would be effective on any living being.
The allied soldiers became even more unscrupulous after being pumped up.
In the Burning Throne, with Queen Sylvanas leading the way, Duque felt that his harem was a little restless.
Jaina stood up, "Duque, you've given me greater authority over the Weave. I can control a lot of Argus' frost elements. Now, I have Iona's power to support me. According to the information provided by the Eredar Twins, why don't you give the sixth to me? "
Tyrande also stood up, "In that case, why don't you give the seventh to me?"
The sixth was the Soul Hunter Imenal.
As the infamous lackey of the Burning Legion, Imenal could chase down his prey across the universe. With the help of various devices and traps, Imenal had never missed a bounty … And of course, he did not intend to ruin his perfect record because of this recent business deal.
The seventh was Kingaros.
The design ideas of all the army's war machines came from Kingaros' evil mind. Obsessed with making tools of slaughter, Kingaros fused his body with the production equipment in order to produce more efficient machines of destruction.
Following the orders of the army's dark master, Kingaros's hot genius brain came up with new superweapons one after another. For example, the Fel Reaver and the Fel Cannons were all his handiwork.
In all fairness, the sixth and seventh were not too strong.
Duque was completely speechless.
He did not know when it started, but his harem seemed to have one more standard — there were too many girls with long breasts and perky butts. Want to join Marcus' harem? First of all, you have to be able to fight!
What standard?
You have to at least be qualified to join the Alliance of Heroes!
This almost public standard wiped out 99.99% of the world's moaning monsters.
Otherwise, Duque would not be able to deal with tens of thousands of moaning monsters with just one divine sword!
Raising the standard of entry into the harem was a good thing.
But the women in the harem were too good at fighting, which was also a pain in the ass for Duque.
Out of love for his women, Duque instinctively wanted to refuse.
But he suddenly felt that something was wrong. His skin seemed to be attacked by a sudden drop in temperature.
Was it an illusion?
No, the goosebumps all over his body were definitely not an illusion.
The emotions in the eyes of the heroines standing next to him could be clearly seen even in the slightly dim light of the Burning Throne. It was as if their pupils were glowing.
When he met their gazes, Duke heard countless illusory voices.
"Let me have a good time!"
"Didn't you always say that this is the last chance?"
"It's the last chance. Maybe we can only carry children every day in the future."
"Just think of it as our last willfulness!"
Duque focused and looked. They were still smiling like flowers, firmly supporting his lovers.
But when he was stunned, he felt like he was hearing things.
"Kill them!"
"This old lady's bow is already thirsting for blood!"
"Get some achievements, and when I'm bored in the future, I can brag about it for the rest of my life."
The women in the harem had an unusually sweet smile on their faces. Anyone could feel the murderous intent behind the smile. The intense emotions that made people mistakenly think that space was distorted were simply a terrifying vortex, raging endlessly!
Even Illidan, an outsider, shivered and unconsciously stood a few steps away.
Duque grimaced: Oh my god! It seems that if I don't let them out this time, they will hate me for the rest of my life! Sigh! If I had known earlier, I would have been at ease with a bunch of vase girls at home. This is great … Anyway, with Brother Chun's blessing, nothing should go wrong.
Duke was full of righteousness, with his head held high and chest out to show that he was not afraid of his wife.
"Yes. Time is of the essence. Sargeras might revive in the next second. I announce in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Argus coalition army — Illidan to deal with Agrama the Avenger. Sylvanas and Vashj will deal with Argus the Terminator with me. As for the sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth targets of the Burning Throne, I'll leave them to you. Tyrande, you distribute the forces. "
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