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"Now, do it!"

Just as the two strong men continued to stalemate and Cenarius was a little bit unable to hold on, a gentle and calm male voice suddenly sounded.

Then, Mannoroth, who was grinning, suddenly noticed that the ground under his right hind leg seemed to have strange movements.

The originally solid ground under his feet seemed to be drilled by countless moles in an instant, becoming soft and fragile. For the extraordinary weight of the Abyss Lord, this sudden change was tantamount to a disaster. His body immediately lost balance and began to tilt to the right and rear.

At this moment, the double-headed spear in Mannoroth's hand was still spraying fierce fel energy beams. As his body tilted, the beam was like a giant dragon out of control, twisting and tumbling in the air, and finally floating upwards.

Some unfortunate eagles and evil bats were brushed by the beam, and almost instantly turned into a wisp of flying ash by the hot fel energy.

This terrifying power made Malfurion and others who had just completed the assist tremble in their hearts. Only a powerful demigod like Cenarius could directly block Mannoroth's violent attack. For ordinary mortals like them, even if they were just lightly brushed by the beam, they would never be much better off than those vaporized eagles.

As Mannoroth's heavy sense of oppression temporarily subsided, Cenarius finally got a chance to breathe.

In the interval between battles, he took the time to glance at the druids led by Malfurion. Although those young druids were full of fatigue on their faces, their determination and courage were not diminished at all. Cenarius felt a warm current in his heart, and smiled and nodded to them to show his gratitude and encouragement.

Through the cooperation just now, he has realized his own shortcomings. In this difficult battle, these druids are his most solid backing.

However, the cruelty of the battle was not alleviated by this brief warmth.

Mannoroth's violent roar sounded again, and his eyes seemed to spurt out scorching flames, staring at Malfurion and others. "You ants! How dare you sneak attack the great Mannoroth!"

This lord of the abyss is obviously a character who will take revenge for every grievance. He raised the two-handed spear in his hand, condensed a powerful evil energy impact, and prepared to vent his anger on the druids.

However, how could Cenarius sit back and watch his disciples suffer such a threat?

"Demon, your opponent is me!" He stood up with a roar.

At the same time, an ancient war tree with green flames of evil energy all over its body rushed towards Mannoroth under the control of Cenarius.

The ancient tree was like a brave warrior, swinging its huge fist and hitting Mannoroth's face hard. Although this blow successfully interrupted the attack of the Abyss Lord, the ancient tree of war itself was instantly reduced to ashes due to the excessive fel energy it endured.

But this sacrifice was worth it, it bought the druids a chance to breathe and prepare for the nextThe battle won precious preparation time.

The tone of the next battle was set. With the tacit assistance of Malfurion and other high-level druids, Cenarius faced Mannoroth in an unfavorable situation. Although he was always in danger, he could always escape cleverly between life and death, and he could also counterattack suddenly in the gap, causing Mannoroth a lot of trouble.

Although his attack could not cause a fatal blow to Mannoroth, the irritable lord of the abyss could not kill Cenarius as he wished under the unyielding harassment of the mortal druids. Mannoroth has never been a patient demon, and the current battle situation has made him more irritable. His anger, like a piece of dry wood that has been ignited, is getting more and more vigorous and almost out of control.

At the same time, other demigods on the battlefield are also fighting fiercely with the powerful generals specially arranged by the Burning Legion. Although they were temporarily at a disadvantage, each of them showed a tenacious fighting spirit, and it seemed that they would not be easily defeated by the other side in a short time. The whole battle situation fell into a stalemate, and gradually turned into a tug-of-war between equal forces.

At this tense and fierce moment, suddenly, a sharp and loud bird cry broke through the sky, instantly penetrating the layers of haze of the Burning Legion's encirclement.

Then, countless birds rushed into the battlefield like clouds covering the sky.

When Malfurion saw this scene, a trace of unconcealable joy flashed in his eyes.

"It's Avina!" He shouted excitedly, "It seems that she has successfully completed the task of delivering the letter, and reinforcements are coming! We have finally waited for this moment!"

As Malfurion expected, when countless birds flapped their wings and launched a fierce attack on the Burning Legion's air forces, a desolate and distant horn sounded from the distant mountains and forests.

Along with the sound of the horn, the earth-shaking war cry suddenly sounded, rolling in like thunder. A large number of trees swayed violently in the wind, and dust flew, creating a magnificent scene of thousands of troops charging into battle.

Mannoroth, who had a simple mind, was unable to understand the current situation for a while. Cenarius, who was in high spirits, took advantage of the moment when his opponent was distracted to launch a counterattack and forced Mannoroth back for the first time since the battle.

At this moment, Mannoroth was a little dazed for a while. His huge head turned slightly and looked into the mountains and forests. He couldn't believe that Archimonde's ambush plan had failed, and they were ambushed by the enemy.

But the shadowy flags of the night elves in the distant mountains and forests, and the figures of the black panther knights shuttling through the forests, told him that they had indeed failed.

At the same time, Cenarius, who was in high spirits, would not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He took advantage of the moment when Mannoroth was distracted and launched a counterattack, forcing the powerful opponent back with thunder.

This was also the first time he had the upper hand since fighting Mannoroth.

Just then, a dreadlord flapped its wings and flew quickly to Mannoroth's side. He seemed to be trying hardPersuading the furious destroyer, trying to calm him down.

Levin, who had been observing the situation on the battlefield, also noticed the dreadlord at this moment.

He stared at the other party, his eyes narrowed slightly: "This is not Tichondrius, but where did this guy come from?"

In the previous battle, the dreadlord did not appear among the Burning Legion warriors fighting against the demigods. Levin, who had been keeping an eye on all directions, had not even seen any traces of the Nathrezim in the front of the Burning Legion.

This unknown big bat is more like...

Suddenly, Levin showed a look of realization: "It came from the direction of the Vanguard Camp? So that's it... All this finally makes sense."

He took a deep breath, and an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart. Now, he finally understood the truth behind the messenger who was kidnapped and killed in Avina. This cunning and insidious behavior is undoubtedly the specialty of the Nathrezim.

"It's really abominable!"

At the same time, Mannoroth also roared in anger, his voice echoing over the battlefield like thunder. The terrifying sound waves spread outward under the blessing of the fel energy, like an invisible storm sweeping the entire battlefield. Under the impact of this impact, mortals covered their ears one after another, but still could not resist the short-term tinnitus and deafness.

After venting, Mannoroth tightly grasped the double-headed spear, the tip of the spear pointed directly at Cenarius, Malfurion and others, his eyes flashing with fierce murderous intent, as if he wanted to kill all the enemies who dared to challenge him.

But in this situation, it is nothing more than impotent rage.

"You worms and ants, you are lucky today!" He roared viciously, "But next time we meet on the battlefield, I swear to the great Sargeras that I will chop off your heads with my own hands!"

"Retreat!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and issued an order to retreat. The soldiers and officers of the Burning Legion retreated like a tide, rushing all the way, wantonly dispersing the rebels blocking the road. Finally, after meeting up with the demon troops on the front battlefield, 580 they slowly withdrew from the battlefield full of war.

"Huff...Huff..." After the battle, Malfurion leaned on his staff and gasped.

Although it was not the first time he had fought against the Burning Legion, this time, he felt the powerful force of those lord-level demons so closely for the first time - the fierce force, the huge evil energy, every blow seemed to tear him apart. At this moment, he was like a small boat struggling out of the storm, exhausted but grateful.

"Fortunately, Garrod's support arrived in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous." He muttered to himself, with a trace of fear in his eyes.

However, a voice answered him.

"No," Levin walked out from the depths of the woods, waving a feather in his hand, which emitted a soft white light, like the brightest star in the night sky.

OnlyHe heard him whisper: "Ms. Avina and Jarod's reinforcements have not arrived. Before leaving, Ms. Avina temporarily handed over the power to lead the birds to me. I was just bluffing and trying to intimidate the enemy."

Malfurion was stunned. He carefully recalled the battle just now.

Indeed, although there were many birds in the sky and they looked dense, they were essentially just ordinary birds, without Avina's unique golden light, which means that Avina did not really come.

Moreover, even if Jarod, who was notified by Avina, ordered his troops to set off immediately, Jarod's troops could not follow Avina's extraordinary speed and arrive quickly, not to mention that since the attack horn and the war cry were heard, he only saw the night elf flags waving in the distance and some running black panther cavalry, but until now, he has not seen even a single soldier rushing to him from the forest to join this fierce battle.

All the noise and momentum seemed to be confined to that deep jungle.