Chapter 1649 The Ferocious Natives (Second Update)

Before Algalon could explode his own little black hole and force the strong men out, everyone had already rushed out and swarmed up.

Onyxia once again took the lead, but Vashj's thunder magic came later. When a thunder snake as thick as a one-way road directly hit Algalon, the violent thunder energy exploded. It directly caused the observer to grin.

It wasn't until this moment that the Black Dragon Princess's fierce attacks connected perfectly and hit her straight.

Instead of taking her signature deep breath, she used a move that was almost drifting. The entire dragon body came to a sudden stop fifteen meters in front of Olgalon, and then the huge tail, which was as thick as the pillars of the temple, drew a golden arc of light in mid-air, and then slammed hard. Hit the left side of Olgalon's neck.

"Ugh——" Even though Olgalon had a special physique and his body was half virtual and half real, he suffered a big loss from the black dragon mm's dragon tail sweep that was full of highly concentrated flame elements.

His face, distorted by pain, perfectly interpreted the scream in his heart that should have been quite loud at this moment.

The next moment, his entire body was smashed away, and the high-purity flame element stimulated made him look like a huge torch falling from mid-air.

The firelight illuminated the hall, reflecting on the faces of every strong man in Azeroth.

Without giving him a chance to breathe, the Sword King Vecniras stepped forward and struck back with the Qiraji Emperor Sword that was almost an uppercut, eventually cutting a deep gash in his chest.

It seemed that it was an illusory and useless opening, but the Demon King Vicrol, who was connected to the Sword Emperor's soul, rushed forward and fired a [Shadow Arrow] at the opening from almost zero distance.

This is a demigod level attack!

If calculated based on the levels in the game, this is at least a level 50 or above Shadow Arrow. It is simply not the kind of horrific damage that players at this stage can inflict.

The Demon King launched a full blow and immediately pushed away. In the vacated position was a translucent figure - he was Duke's General Manager of the Demon Network, Khadgar!

Existing as a pure spirit body, and using his spiritual body to break through himself. With no hope of resurrection, Khadgar concentrated on cultivating. In addition, he had the authority second only to Duke in the magic network. At this time, Khadgar, In terms of strength, he is still superior to Jaina and Kael'thas.

Without using any staff or weapons, Khadgar just inserted his illusory arms into the big hole on Olgalon's chest. Bright purple-blue magic network veins extended from the void, as if hundreds of rivers flowed into the sea. It converged directly on Khadgar's hands and crashed into Algalon's body at random like an overwhelming force.

"Ahhhhhh--" Amid the screams, Olgalon's huge and psychedelic body was trembling: "Asshole natives, do you think you will be forgiven for what you have done?"

"Forgive!?" Duke's voice suddenly raised an octave: "We are not wrong, why should we be forgiven! We protect our world and at the same time attack the enemies of the Pantheon and the Titans in the sky. I stabbed Sargeras and stabbed Sargeras. Archimonde died, Kil'jaeden was booby-trapped, and C'Thun and Yogg-Saron, who the Titans wanted to get rid of but didn't dare to do, were overturned by us! It's so funny! I just want to ask, are we wrong? !Where!?"

Olgalon was speechless for a moment.

At this point, how could he not know that he was wrong?

If Azeroth were one of those planets with only primitive single-celled organisms, there would be no "indigenous" protest if he destroyed 100 million of them. Because those creatures that only have survival instincts have no concept of 'world' at all.

Azeroth is not the case. It is a horizon with a large number of highly intelligent creatures, and the strongest among them have evolved enough to rival the guardians created by the Titans.

As an observer, Algalon characterized the planet as seriously polluted and needed to be purified and destroyed based on one-sided data, ignoring a series of efforts made by "indigenous strongmen and mortals", which destined him to stand in these places. The opposite of the strong.

After this fight, does he still know that he is going to lose?

Subconsciously, the words 'slip away' came to his mind.

Just do it if you think of it, but unfortunately, he can't do it well!

"Hey! Do you want to leave so soon? You can leave if you want. Please leave a correct evaluation for our planet first."

Duke's words are to do this, but doing it is another matter.

On his right hand, [Song of Light and Shadow] erupted with the most brilliant golden holy light so far.

Duke's entire body turned into a bolt of light and crashed into Algalon.

A greater energy shock occurred.

At that moment, the entire observatory, Ulduar, and even the entire world seemed to darken.

In the eyes of all the strong men, there was only a golden glow that was too bright to look directly at.

The most dazzling golden light ball, centered on Olgalon's right shoulder, suddenly exploded in all directions.

Immediately, a dazzling golden light enveloped everything.

There was no roar of explosions, but there was a deafness as if being thrown directly into a vacuum, so this sacred and glorious golden world seemed to suddenly become quiet——

The holy light shock wave instantly swept through everything around it. The first thing to suffer was Algalon's activated stars. These high-energy bodies were directly vaporized into ashes.

Unexpectedly, not a single alliance powerhouse in the audience was affected by the golden light.

I don't know if Duke's control of power is extremely accurate, or if this holy light will not hurt them in the first place. No one died from it anyway.

The light gradually dissipated. When everyone's vision returned to normal, they only saw Algalon lying on his back like a dead dog, and Duke was stepping on Algalon's chest. The spiral on Duke's right hand A long golden light extended out from the sword. After the golden light passed through Algalon's chest, it suddenly began to branch. It's like the veins of tree roots wrapping around an illusory heart that's still beating rhythmically.

"You...what do you want to do? I am an observer from the Pantheon...ah——"

Everyone saw that when Duke squeezed his right hand, the golden light was like a claw, scratching Algalon's illusory heart so hard that the pain made Algalon's whole body arch up.

Duke looked upright and looked like a combination of all the great heroes of justice in the past and present.

Unfortunately, what he said was not that at all: "We, all intelligent beings in Azeroth, respect the Pantheon, but that does not mean that we will accept unfair treatment. We only hope that you will revise your report and put the most truthful content to the Titans."

Having said that, in the magic mirror that appeared above Duke's head, scenes of the heroes' great achievements were played - after defeating the Burning Legion, they also defeated the Scourge, the ancient evil gods and so on.