The Dharma God of All Realms Begins with Harry Potter

These burning rock giants are called"Hellfires" and are the signature war unit of the Burning Legion.

Speaking of which, hellfire is somewhat similar to earth elements, but they are essentially different - they are born from pure chaotic energy and are one of the most powerful siege weapons created by legion technicians. These fel-powered constructs have no intelligence, obeying whoever controls them, and wreak havoc when left unattended.

This is the war weapon summoned by the orc warlocks through Kil'jaeden's spells.

They pounded the walls together with the ordinary stones thrown by the catapults. They uprooted nearby trees and struck the huge city gate with their thick trunks. At the same time, the two ogres also banged on the city gate with their clubs.

The city gates were shaking, and screams of anger and fear came from the city walls. The Draenei people knew that they must deal with these monsters first, otherwise the city walls would not be able to withstand the attack of these behemoths for too long.

But as a weapon of war, the Hellfire is almost invulnerable except that it is too bulky.

As a product of pure chaos, Hellfire has strong magic resistance. Ordinary magic cannot harm it. And like the earth element, it has considerable physical strength. Ordinary melee physical attacks cannot hurt it at all.

The most terrifying thing is the flame of evil energy that continues to burn on his body.

Hellfire is burning with chaotic flames everywhere, and any existence that approaches it will face the scorching flames. The most terrifying thing is that the flames originating from evil energy are often like gangrene to the bones of life, until they are burned to ashes.

Among Shattrath's defensive weapons, only heavy artillery fire can kill the Hellfire. As for the Draenei, only the most elite defenders can risk approaching the Hellfire against the defense of the Holy Light and cause damage to it.

"Devil, don't even think about harming my people!"

Facing the threat of Hellfire, the leader of the Draenei, Velen, finally stepped forward.

The powerful power of Holy Light condensed in front of him, and then was poured into a Hellfire.

"Hoho——"

When the holy light entered his body, the giant who was destroying the city wall suddenly roared and raised his head.

"Kakaka——"

Hellfire's originally solid body surface was covered with cracks, and golden holy light penetrated from the cracks.

As the hellfire roared needlessly, the cracks on its rock-like body became more and more dense, and finally the entire body exploded under the influence of the holy light.

As expected of Velen, he killed a Hellfire with just one move [Holy Light Bomb].

Under the explosion, fragments of hellfire burned with chaotic flames scattered everywhere. Many unlucky orcs were unfortunately stuck in the flames, and were burned to ashes while wailing without even being touched by the draenei.

Around Velen, masters such as Akama, Nellie, and Maraad also attacked to help the warriors deal with the most difficult enemies.

However, there were too many attacking enemies, and just the hellfire that dropped from time to time was too much for them to cope with. Even if Velen and others went all out, there would inevitably be things they couldn't take into account.

Under such an attack, even Sand could not hold out for long.

Finally, with a loud noise, a section of the city wall collapsed under the attack of hellfire, revealing a huge gap.

The Draenei who originally stood on that wall suffered heavy casualties when the wall collapsed.

Although I finally noticed the hellfire here, everything was irreversible.

The collapsed wall gave the orcs a clear breakthrough.

As a result, a wave of crazy orcs and roaring ogres swarmed into the gap, waving their weapons, and the draenei on the other side did not give in at all.

One party desperately wanted to rush in, and the other party refused to retreat and wanted to stop the intruder, so a bloody battle began at this gap.

This several-meter-long gap became a life-devouring abyss.

Even Velen, who had been accustomed to war for thousands of years, was stunned when he saw this scene.

The fury he had seen before from any orc in the heat of battle was incomparable to what he saw before him.

These orcs have no tactics and no defense. They do not retreat when they should. No amount of casualties can stop these killing machines from throwing themselves into this terrible meat grinder.

They were just killing, sowing death and receiving it, foolishly rushing into booby-trapped dead ends.

It was as it should have been for the orcs, who fell hard, blood pouring from them, but Velen did not grieve. But the draenei... even the draenei were infected by this horrific killing and became one of them. The noble beings who used to live for tens of thousands of years are now no different from the short-lived and wildly reproducing indigenous races in front of them. They simply devote their lives to this space that is only a few meters long and wide, and then simply Shan's death was almost meaningless.

However, no one on both sides of the battlefield cares about the so-called meaning.

They no longer paid attention to anything but the impulse that screamed in their blood and the battle roar that surged from their throats.

Dozens...hundreds...no, no, thousands of people died in this small gap. Blue and green corpses filled the gap. In this Shura Field, there was only massacre, chaos, and endless madness.

At this moment, Velen seemed very powerless.

He wanted to stop all of this, he wanted to stop this senseless death, and he didn't want his people to join this penniless battle for a stupid reason like"fighting for a gap of more than ten square meters," and eventually die penniless.

But he couldn't do it.

For without fighting there was death, and even now, even though he knew his people were on the road to death, he could not stop them from fighting.

Just when he suppressed the powerlessness and sadness in his heart and wanted to do something, a bright light in the distance attracted his attention.

The light was so dazzling that many draenei and orcs on the battlefield couldn't help but turn their heads to look.

Even the fierce fighting in the gap in the city wall stopped for a second or two.

In the southeastern sky, a black star shining with dazzling light was rising. On the surface of the dark stars, terrible energy is constantly condensing, instigating, expanding and compressing, as if some terrible change is about to happen.

Then, from among the stars, a huge black beam suddenly shot out, in the exact direction of them.

He had seen such a scene once.

That time, it was still the orcs who attacked and the draenei who defended.

That time, the black star rose from Shadowmoon Valley, ultimately destroying the draenei's holy land, the Temple of Karabor.

This time, the orcs still attacked and the draenei defended.

This time, the black star rises over Talador, and the draenei defend their home city of Shattrath.

Familiar scenes, familiar plots, familiar characters, it’s like reenacting the Battle of Karabo

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