Nozdormu, the dragon of time, struggled painfully in the vortex of time. He saw a more powerful evil force hidden behind the Burning Legion and Deathwing Neltharion, under the dark lake, night elves, orcs And the fate of mankind can only be won by themselves. Illidan lost his eyes in the process of surrendering to Sargeras, but the eye sockets that have lost sight have the powerful power to detect magic, and the first person he accepts is to find the one who wants to destroy the portal and seize it. Malfurion, Krasus and their companions from Demon's Souls. With the help of the Emerald Dream, Malfurion finally found the hiding place of the "Devil's Soul", but in real life, they had to ask for the help of the dragon clan who had been pushed back into the corner by the black dragon Neltharion, They are marching hard in the black dragon's lair.

Under the insistence of Krasus and Ronin, the night elves finally formed an alliance with the tauren, furbolg, dwarf and other races to jointly fight against the invasion of the Burning Legion... Archimonde watched as his warriors retreated across the board.A large number of demon soldiers blood-stained the battlefield, or died under the blade of the elves, or were torn to pieces by the mounts of the night elves.Under the strong attack of the allies of the elf army, more soldiers fell one after another. Archimonde saw all this...and smiled.The human mage was now unconscious, the druid and the dragon mage were not in the camp...even the muscular green-skinned warrior was elsewhere, and Archimonde admired the orc's raw strength.

"Now is the time..." he hissed. Jarod was still trying to wake Rhonin, but the mage's only response was to open his eyes.But those eyes were not looking at anything, nor were they expressing any thoughts. But Garald still didn't give up: "Master Rhonin! Move! I know, something must have happened!" As he spoke, the captain sprinkled water on the red-haired mage's face.Water ran off his cheeks, but he still didn't respond. "This must be the work of the demon leader!" At this time, a voice came from his ear, which caught his attention.The sound reminded Jarod of times he used to watch flocks of birds settle on trees.The sound of many wings waving in the air can be heard endlessly.

He looked up. A dark mass of doom guards appeared in the sky. "Oh my God……" Each doomguard is holding a bulky jar from which smoke wafts from time to time.Those jars were not small and heavy, and the night elves couldn't carry them at all. Even the doomsday guard seemed to be struggling, holding it seemed to use up all the strength in his body. Jarod Shadowsong watched the group of demons closely, seeing them flying at full speed towards the guardian elves at the front...and then towards the center of the group.The battle is raging on the ground, and many may not even notice the demons in the sky.Perhaps Master Stareye just saw the dying demons in front of him.

It should be reported to Star Eye immediately: Jarod has only this choice now.Krasus is not here, there is no one else to count on. The captain of the guard grabbed Rhonin and dragged him onto a huge rock.He placed the mage on the side of the rock, out of sight of the battlefield.Hope no one sees this robed figure on the rock. "Please... forgive me," Jarod said to Ronin, who was motionless on the stone. Jarod hopped on his mount and galloped off in the direction he had last seen the Stareye banner.Not long after he left the place where Rhonin was hidden, the doom guard in front suddenly circled over the elf army.Cap sees a doomguard begin dumping jars.

Boiling red liquid poured over the heads of unsuspecting soldiers. They screamed and screamed.The soldiers who were splashed with the deadly poisonous water fell to the ground and twisted together.This jar of poisonous water can burn more than a dozen night elves to serious injuries, maim their bodies, and even kill them on the spot. Immediately afterwards, other winged demons also dumped the jars in their hands. "Don't..." he cried out, "Don't!" For a moment, poisonous water fell from the sky like a torrential rain, and sprinkled on the guarding army. The soldiers ran away with their heads in their arms, tired of fleeing for their lives, and the whole team was in chaos and defeated.They are brave enough to face the claws and blades of their enemies, because these threats can be repulsed with weapons, but they are helpless against the scalding poisonous water dropped by the Doomguard.

Jarod urged his mount to gallop away like an arrow from a string, and screams of pain came from his ears from time to time.Soon he saw the banner of Xingyan, and not long after, he saw Xingyan himself. The scene in front of him completely wiped out Jarod's fighting spirit, and he stood there in shock.I saw Daisdale Stareye sitting on the mount, as if he was dead.He watched his grand battle plan come to naught, but he couldn't think of any action to turn the tide of the battle.Subordinates and guards surrounded him, watching their commander helplessly.Jarod saw no hope in their faces.

The captain of the guard rode a night saber past the frightened guards and a nobleman, and stretched out his hands trembling to the commander: "My lord! My lord! Take action! We must destroy those demons!" "Too late, too late!" Stareye muttered, looking away, "We're done! It's all over!" "My lord—" Jarod instinctively looked to the sky. Two demons were hovering above them, holding jars full of venom in their arms. Garrod grabbed the nobleman's arm and shouted, "Master Star Eye! Go! Quick!" Xingyan's expression became a little numb, and he threw his arm away contemptuously. "Let go of me! Who do you think you are, captain of the guard!"

Jarod stared at Star Eye in disbelief: "My lord—" "Get out of here, or I'll lock you up!" Jarod knew that he could not persuade the nobleman to leave, so he shook the reins abruptly and drove his mount away. He went just in time. In the blink of an eye, a large amount of venom poured on Xingyan and the people around him. The venom melted the metal armor and burned the skin.With a sharp pain, the star-eyed nightsaber flung its master's hissing body away.Stareye fell on a horrific pile of dead bodies, his haughty face now distorted with terror beyond recognition.The situation of his subordinates and guards was also extremely miserable. Those who did not die kept twitching their bodies on the ground, their faces were beyond recognition, and they screamed again and again, which made people shudder.

Jarod could do nothing for them. The Doom Guard flew in the air, and the guard army posed little threat to them.Only sporadic feather arrows were shot from the ground, shooting down a few doom guards, and some were killed by the moon guards, but the overall strength of the army did not come into play.Jarod was amazed by the disorganized and weak organization of the army, and he couldn't help thinking that Stareye had replaced all the officers under the former commander with his cronies. What is even more incredible is that there are still some night elf troops standing by.They waited anxiously, waiting for orders that never came.Jarod knew that they didn't know the news of Lord Stareye's death yet, so he thought that the nobleman would call them anytime.

He hurried to a small detachment there.The officer in charge saluted him. "How many bows do you have?" Jarod asked. "Thirty-six, captain of the guard!" It's not enough, but it's a start. "Every bow is ready! Target those Doomguards as I ordered! The rest surround them and keep them safe!" The officer then gave the order.Jarod looked around eagerly, looking for something to use as a weapon.At this time, a person drove a horse and rushed to him quickly.He gave a military salute to Jarod, and the salute made Jarod feel that he was the supreme commander. "The wedge formation has been flattened, and we can't stand it anymore!" He said, pointing to a place behind him near the middle. "Lord Deltheon is dead, and we have only one lieutenant in command! He sent me for reinforcements!" By this time, the troops that Jarod had taken over had been reorganized.As the captain considered how to solve this new problem, he saw that more than a dozen Doomguard had been shot down.This made him hope again. He ordered the officer: "Go to the tauren! Tell them that Captain Shadowsong begged the Horn tribe to send some warriors to go with you and reinforce the Wedge." Garrod remembered something again, and then said: "Still To invite their best archers..." After Garald finished speaking, the other party's expression relaxed a little, and he took the order and left.Before Jarod could sort out his thoughts, two more people rushed over.Seeing this, the captain of the guard guessed that people saw him organizing forces to fight back, so some people mistakenly thought that he was commanding the troops in the name of the dead star eye. Jarod wasn't the commander, but he couldn't just ignore them.He listened carefully to their needs and worked hard to come up with temporary solutions. To his surprise, another moon guard rushed to him.Although he was a senior mage, the moon guard in robes heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Captain Shadowsong. "The archers held back the winged demons. Three men were killed and two were crippled, but we regrouped. We're trying to deal with those in the sky, and the eredar wizards in the distance. , but we need more protection for that!" Jarod tried not to swallow.Not wanting the mage to see his uneasiness, he pretended to look at the left wing troops in the distance.There he saw rows of soldiers huddled together to meet the oncoming demon.The soldiers in the front were crowded together, but the people in the back couldn't make it out. Under the push of the people in the back, many soldiers in the front row died tragically under the enemy's blade.