"They obviously have no intention of retreating. Even after the Iron Legion has landed, the demons are still gathering in the direction of Hope Port.

These bastards are crazy, or this is the true face of the devil."

In a makeshift camp set up in the ruins of the dilapidated Port Hope, the great knight Uther, whose armor was full of bloodstains and scars from weapon collisions, was seizing the time to cook.

He had the Silver Hand warhammer at his side, sitting on the corpse of a chopped-to-death demon, holding a dinner plate in his hand and moving it to his mouth, while speaking vaguely to Lao Fu, who was smoking a pipe next to him.

Ding said:

"They plan to take back this place..."

"No, in my opinion, they are planning to destroy this place directly! They will destroy us together."

Old Fording beside Uther blew out a smoke ring very tiredly.

The double-edged sword he kept at hand had already been cut to the curled edge. Fortunately, as a high knight, he was also assigned a monkey version of the Ashbringer. The shiny thing was made to look like a double-edged ax and was being carried by Fording.

behind.

He took the time to rest, first corrected Uther's statement, then picked up a can of green strange drink from the side, raised his head and took a big sip into his mouth.

Then he threw the rest on the ground and cursed:

"What the hell is this? Why does it taste so weird? What are the guys in the logistics department doing? It's just that you can't drink during the war. Drinking water or tea is better than this."

"That's Goblin Cola, called Kaya Cola. It's said to be a new product specially developed by the goblins for this war. I heard some old guys in the logistics department say that this stuff can boost your spirits.

Moreover, the goblins donated a lot of money to the coalition headquarters in order to gain popularity."

Uther finished the last bite of rice. He picked up the wine bottle on his waist and poured a sip into his mouth. He threw it to Fording and whispered:

"Those brothers advised me not to drink it. They said that even the goblins themselves couldn't tell what was added to the ingredients."

"What the hell!"

The great knight cursed angrily:

"How could you give soldiers something like this to drink? It's so irresponsible! Those goblins really went too far. They smashed up their shop when I got back."

"But you have to admit, this damn thing has a great energy-boosting effect."

An annoying voice sounded next to the two knights. When they turned around, they saw heavily armed pirates walking out of the shadows carrying several demon heads.

His trophies are quite peculiar.

Now I no longer care about the power level of the devil. He is the kind of psychotic killer who wanders around the battlefield and then stabs you if your head looks good.

He didn't care about the way the great knight looked at him. He glanced at the green drink flowing on the ground, shrugged his shoulders and said to the two old guys:

"The weird taste of Kaya Cola can quickly dispel the mental fatigue and sleepiness of the soldiers through nausea and regurgitation within three seconds of entry.

It's simply more magical than tobacco leaves.

It is said that the Kaya ore unique to the goblins can produce a mysterious liquid that strengthens thinking and expands the brain after special refining. The goblins relied on this stuff to successfully improve their racial IQ and defeat the trolls who enslaved them.

Woolen cloth.

That kind of ore is a secret treasure shared by the goblins, and even though several consortiums are fighting to the death, they have not revealed this secret."

"ha?"

Old Fording blinked in surprise. After hearing Black's introduction, he picked up a can of Kaya Cola at hand, tentatively opened the lid and took another sip.

After a few seconds, the old knight couldn't stand the smell anymore, so he turned around and spit out the boiling coke in his mouth. He turned back, wiped his mouth and frowned at Blake and said:

"Are you sure this weird smell like troll urine is so amazing? Why don't I feel like my brain is being exploited?"

"ah?"

Black, who was already sitting next to him and started processing the demon's head, raised his head blankly, looked at the knight, and said in a surprised tone:

"Who told you that this soon-to-expiry Kaya Cola can develop your brain? I just saw this name and wanted to share with you some interesting facts about goblins.

You don’t really think that a ** merchant would add his own racial secret treasure to a cola drink that can be bought for just a few coppers, do you?

Is it because you don’t understand goblins?

Or is my joke too obscure?

Throw away the thing in your hand. God knows what the goblins added to it to reduce costs, but if you have to recycle it, it's okay.

Mix that coke with the evil energy that can be found everywhere, and you might be able to use it as poison for your weapons."

"You bastard!"

Old Fording was so angry that he held the bottle and planned to smash it on Black's head. Next to him, Uther suppressed his expression to prevent himself from laughing.

And while the three of them were "conversing enthusiastically", the heavily armed Archbishop Mograine of the Legion of Light walked over quickly holding a shiny sword.

The shape of the sword in his hand is very similar to the Ashbringer sent by Fenner before. It should also be made by Muradin and the heroic blacksmith.

However, this sword was forged with Lula's Heart of Holy Light, so its power attributes are slightly different from the Ashbringer reshaped by Zella. It is said that Mograine called this sword "Bringer of Destiny".

Represent your own strange destiny of drifting among the stars and fighting for thousands of years.

"It's great that you are all here. Quickly pack up and come with me."

Mograine greeted the three people:

"Illidan's demon hunters discovered that the demons were summoning an army of evil dogs in the valley not far away. They planned to use the beasts full of poison and filth to disperse our position.

The road over there is very rugged and the Iron Legion cannot enter. We must destroy that lair before the evil dogs bite us to death."

"Don't go!"

Blake expressed his rejection with a twist of his neck.

He said in a disdainful tone:

"What is my status now? Do I need to take action on such a trivial matter? You guys go ahead, I still need to discuss the next action plan with my Uncrowned Assassins.

Be careful of demon assassins on the road, my fellow demons are all over this land.

Also, stay away from the free-range Uzul Devourer beasts. Once those soul-eating monsters eat your souls, the Naqfar will not be able to bring you back."

Faced with his seemingly well-intentioned but actually malicious reminder, the three paladins just pretended not to hear it.

They gathered an elite team, with the armored Tapu sheep provided by the Breakers on top, and rushed towards the rugged mountains in the distance along the road opened by the Iron Legion.

Judging from their target position, it is indeed an important place.

Once the demons release the evil dog army from high places, those violent beasts will rush down the mountains without any hindrance.

As for what an evil dog is...

Well, just think of it as the advanced form of the Demon Hound. It is a demonic beast that is comparable in size to a tauren but retains the ferocity of the Demon Hound and has the habit of hunting in groups.

Their melee power is very powerful. What's worse is that when those guys die, the toxins flowing in their bodies will explode in the form of flesh bombs, corroding everything around them and leaving a wasteland of evil energy that cannot be dispelled for a long time.

Only the elite demon army has well-tamed "biological weapons".

"I brought back information."

Garona appeared next to Blake a few minutes later, and was about to hand the bloody demon document to Blake when she heard a scream above her head:

"Your ship! Dirty brother!"

Blake looked up and saw Finna, who had come back covered in blood, lying on the little star's forehead, pointing at the sky and shouting anxiously:

"Someone stole our boat and ran away! It must have been the devil! Why are you still sitting there and haven't gone after him quickly?"

"Well..."

Garona rubbed her eyes and whispered to Blake:

"Seriously, when are you going to take your sister to have her brain checked? How can such an elf speak so loudly?"

"Do you understand that it's a characteristic of her profession? Don't comment on our family's affairs. Besides, I've already seen her. The doctor in Dalaran said there's nothing wrong with her, she's just a bit stupid.

But this is no reason for you to ridicule my sister."

The pirate said angrily:

"Be careful, I will turn you into a retard. Khadgar, who has been bullied by you, will definitely be very happy to be able to turn over and become his master! Oh, by the way, let your little boy lead the Dalaran mages to the front.

The battlefield interferes with the demons' rituals and serves as a magical warning.

I don’t want to be suddenly hit in the face by a bunch of hellfire when I’m sleeping tonight.”

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"The Demon Starship has appeared within sight. There must be some damn jamming device on their ship. Our torpedoes can't lock on to the target!

The attacks of broadside cannons and floating cannons cannot penetrate their energy matrix, but their magic energy cannons can attack us wantonly in this ghost place full of evil energy."

"We are locked again! Quick! Tactical evasion action number three! Execute immediately!"

"Wow"

The engine of the steel spaceship that was advancing in the air increased its power at this moment. The huge spaceship tilted flexibly to the left and made a graceful turn, causing several dwarfs in the control room to fly up screaming.

On the command bridge of the Evil of the World, Dai Lin, who was sitting in the command chair, felt pretty good, as if she was driving the Sea King Power over a bumpy sea dog wave.

He listened expressionlessly to the troublesome warnings shouted by the busy mechanical dwarf assistants around him.
To be continued...