The huge roar made everyone enter a brief state of deafness, and even the legendary Kings and Bovar were shocked.

The soldier was shaken and bleeding from all his orifices, and his spears and shields were scattered on the ground. The soldiers with poor physique fainted directly.

The smoke and dust generated after the gunpowder explosion buried Stormwind City in a layer of haze, with stars mixed with the flesh and blood of Death Wings and various corrupt substances.

After the corrode comes into contact with real substances, more corrosion occurs.

The mages and priests of Stormwind City had to take action, and arcane and holy light came one after another, and corruption was gradually curbed.

Boval asked his confidant subordinates to escort the countess down to the city for a while, holding his sword and shield tightly, staring at the figure in the center of the explosion.

King Wa stood side by side with him, and once this huge black dragon landed on the ground, they were the first line of defense.

......

Cathedral of the Holy Light in the center of the city.

A prayer room was secretly built deep underground, something Vanessa didn't know.

Archbishop Benedictus, who had become an undead, and Jalia, who held the artifact staff of the Holy Light, blocked Archbishop Benedictus's way.

Archbishop Fa's eyes were extremely turbid and his facial expression was even stiff. He made a tilt action to listen.

Then he nodded with satisfaction.

He asked, "My student, I heard that when I first built this defense system, you agreed and even used some of the church funds. Does this mean that you are still looking outward?"

Am I looking outward? I was so angry at that time! Is it still too late to take back what I said back now?

Archbishop Benedictus certainly would not say such embarrassing words. In order to allow him to pray to the void smoothly, his private prayer room has the effect of isolating external interference. Now, no matter how loud the sound of gunpowder explosion outside cannot affect their conversation.

He sneered: "Light? Fa'ao, your so-called light has been burning your body, your new disciple, our former Queen Lordaeron's staff has further boosted the burning speed. What's the point of persisting like this every day? Fa'ao! What's the difference between you and me! How much cleaner can you be in front of Light!"

"Teacher! This..." Jalia was shocked. She didn't know that the Wrath of the Holy Light would cause harm to Fa'ao, so she couldn't help but stand a little further.

Archbishop Fao waved his hand gently and signaled that it was okay.

He looked at Benedictus. The disciple who was most proud of himself had been very unhappy recently. He had been tossed several times. The doctrine about Twilight Judgment has been changed again and again. He was still vomiting blood in his sleep a while ago. His face was very bad at this time, especially when he found that the Twilight believers he had worked hard to recruit chose to remain silent this time and sit in the tavern and drink and chat. Don't mention that bad intention.

The work that I worked back and forth seemed to turn into a big joke in the end.

"My student, I said at the beginning that you are the most like me. You are wise, visionary, and tough that ordinary people can imagine. Come back, the Holy Light will accept you again." Archbishop Fao said.

"Hahaha--!" Benedictus couldn't help laughing loudly: "Holy Light? The only thing that the Holy Light brings to this land is pain! Did your faithful disciple, Tyrio Fording, do you do anything great when the undead is raging?"

He pointed at Galia: "No! If it weren't for His Majesty's good sister, Tyrio Fordine, who spoke of loyalty and upright and possessed all the virtues of the world, was still studying how to eat maggots in the Eastern Plagueland!

What is the use of your holy light? It’s okay to have it, it doesn’t matter if it doesn’t! What has your holy light done to the undead and Lordaeron? Don’t you also hide in the dark sewer like a mouse!”

His voice became louder and louder, and finally he completely tore through the disguise, revealing the rich void energy of the body as thick as ink.

Although this void seemed not powerful to him now, he knew that he would have been unable to turn back.

Jalia held the Wrath of the Divine Light tightly. Her recent learning has brought her understanding of the Divine Light to a higher level. At this time, she has the level of a high-level priest, and with the artifact staff that is completely in line with her, she has the power to fight even when facing legends.

However, today's protagonist is still Archbishop Fa'ao, and her role is more to support her.

Fa'o sighed: "Then I can only solve you today. As long as you solve you, the Church of Holy Light will remain pure and the development of the church will be better."

Beneditas said with a grin, "Old thing, let you see what the void gives me!"

The next moment, the rich power of void and the holy light hit each other. Two completely opposite energies collided together, causing a huge shock, which was transmitted from the prayer room to the outside world, and then the brand new Holy Light Cathedral collapsed again...

The showdown between the two Archbishops of Light and Darkness is not known to outsiders. At this time, the whole Stormwind City's eyes are focused on the sky.

Source metal is the most sturdy metal in Azeroth today and the most difficult to extract. The defense of source metal is unquestionable. The Twilight Believers' manufacturing technology is also top-notch. This set of armor is even stronger than the original dragon body of Death Wings.

However, everything has its limits, and fatigue bombing is effective.

The night elf's elves' self-destruction can kill Archmond. At this time, the Death Wings are similar to Archmond. As long as the equivalent is sufficient, even the tangible objects below the True God cannot withstand it.

The continuous bombardment made the Death Wings feel like they were in the midst of storm. The armor was riddled with holes. The gunpowder teared open his muscles and more and more wounds. He was like a pierced water bag, and the hot blood mixed with various elements, splashing towards the ground like magma and the surrounding areas of Stormwind City.

The road was burned through, the trees were burned, the tall buildings were riddled with splashed flesh and blood and metal fragments. The trade zone and the mage zone of Stormwind City were most affected by the explosion. The two areas were almost flattened by the surging force of elements. The Wings of Death stumbled into the Kings Valley, and the statues of the five heroes of the Dark Gate were all turned into ashes.

Death Wings dared not stay on the ground. At this time, Stormwind City really scared him. One hundred goblin rockets were hit by at least seventy shots. At this time, they were confused and their bodies were even more sore and weak. He could not stay here.

He thrust his feet hard on the ground, and the guardian dragon, which was a hundred meters long, soared into the air again. He staggered to the east.

Deathwings were defeated, and a deafening cheer sounded in Stormwind City.

"Long live King Varian!"

"Long live Stormwind City!"

"Long live the alliance!"

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Chapter completed!