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The demon rushed towards him like a tide, trying to kill him.

"Come on!" Brox roared loudly and killed the demons close to him. This was not the first one. He had killed many demons, and the bodies were piled up under his feet. The gray-haired orc warrior was soaked in his own blood, but he felt a power that he had never had in years.

Brox fought alone, and the air was filled with the crazy breath of the Burning Legion. The ground here was lifeless, there was no sky, no creature, only the darkness of chaos and the smell of evil energy. If it weren't for the full concentration of attention to the opponent, the orcs would have been driven crazy now.

Behind him, the portal was lit with flames, full of evil power. The green flames were leaping like a demon, and the Burning Legion rushed towards the flame-burning entrance like a moth. Brox thought he would be knocked down soon after entering the portal, but in fact, he was not only not dead, but also prevented a large number of demons from approaching the entrance.

The elderly orc warrior didn't know how long he could last. It would be great if he could hold on until the portal was destroyed. The battle axe blessed by Senarius gave him a certain advantage, and Brox made full use of this advantage. If he was exhausted and had no physical strength, this weapon would not be so useful.

The orc felt the right side burning, and he immediately realized that it was not a flame, but a moving black shadow, which attracted his attention. He instinctively turned sideways to the past.

Brox saw an extremely huge body, with long horns on his head and giant armor on his shoulders. His hair and beard were extremely thick, like a dancing flame. His body was also ignited with fire. Unlike the green of evil energy, the flames of this demon were mixed with a hint of blood.

Immediately afterwards, the orc was hit by a powerful force continuously. In contrast, the power of the demon army in front of him was nothing. Brox felt a few ribs breaking. A heart-wrenching pain spread throughout his body. Brox tasted his blood, which he was not unfamiliar with. One of his eyes was sputtered by evil energy and it was difficult to open, but his hand was still holding the battle axe tightly.

Brox forced himself to let out a roar, struggled to sit up straight, exerting his last strength, and threw the battle axe forward in hopes of slashing the enemy who attacked him.

With a roar that shook the orc's eardrum was immediately broken. Through an eye that could still be opened, the demon saw a arm raised, his hands empty, but immediately a jagged sword blade appeared out of thin air and smashed it down at Brox. No matter what, the orc could not avoid the attack.

At this time, the orc opened his mouth full of broken teeth, laughed happily, and opened his hands to welcome the last fate.

"It's finally here..."

...

"Brox!" No matter how Nathanos shouted, he could get no reply. He hoped that the young dragon could drop some heights, but in that case, they would easily be involved in the Well of Eternity. But if they did not do so, they would abandon the orcs...

"I have to go down!"

After hearing Nathanos's words, the young dragon immediately flapped its wings and flew towards the shore of the Well of Eternity.

"What are you doing?" Nathanos said furiously, pulling the scales of the young dragon desperately, but the pain could not change the little guy's direction. "We must save Brox!"

The young dragon still did not obey the orders. It was very smart and kept swaying left and right during the flight to prevent Nathanos from jumping into the well of eternity at all costs.

"Enough, beast! If you don't go back, I will pierce your neck immediately with a sword!"

This sentence works well. After feeling the threat of death, the young dragon reluctantly changed direction.

"Hurry up!" Nathanos urged. He had experienced many wars and witnessed the scene of blood flowing and piles of bones. He thought that was sacrifice, but today... he understood the weight of the word "sacrifice". Brox was just one of the victims of this war, but when he finally said to himself, he looked resolutely... Nathanos had never had the experience of letting others sacrifice in front of him, and the touch he touched him was difficult to calm down.

He knew it was almost impossible to rescue Brox. Once he jumped down and walked through the portal, it was equivalent to entering the world of the Burning Legion, which was equivalent to entering the kingdom of death, but an emotion lingered in Nathanos's mind - he didn't want Brox to bear all this alone!

When the young dragon was about to fly to the position where Brox jumped, a shocking roar came from the Well of Eternity, causing all the existences close to the portal to retreat. The young dragon flapped its wings in panic and retreated. Nathanos did not blame him because he was also in pain. The sound made him unsteady, as if he had broken his heart.

At this moment, the young dragon knew what Nathanos wanted, so he quickly retreated. The further away from the Well of Eternity, the lighter the shock the undead received.

Just as he was about to leave, Nathanos suddenly felt a huge evil force invading his mind. This force was not from Sargeras. Several voices whispered in his mind at the same time, promising him everything: he could rule Kalimdo, he could be resurrected, and everyone would bow to him. To realize so many wishes, he only needed to regain the dragon soul from Crassus.

‘This sound comes from the lake!’

The undead tried desperately to squeeze these voices out of his mind, and he knew the true intentions of the person who spoke to him.

The Lich King used to control him by whispering, but now no one can do this again.

The silence suddenly died in the air, as if the whole world had become silent. The wind stopped, and there was no sound even in the tumultuous well of eternity.

"What's going on?" Nathanos stared at the center of the lake, "Is it Brox? Or..." Before he could figure it out, the riding young dragon suddenly turned around and quickly moved away from the Well of Eternity. Unlike the one before, he was faster, and he should have used all his strength.

Nathanos asked him to stop, but no matter how coerced and tempted the young dragon, the young dragon was unmoved. This was not a good sign. Nathanos didn't want to abandon Brox, but the young dragon's reaction was too intense, just as he knew what was going to happen.

At this moment... a roar echoed through the Well of Eternity, Sissali, and even the entire Kalimdo continent. A hurricane suddenly surged behind Nathanos. The strong wind blew violently. The other dragon tribes were not careful and were blown in the air by the wind. Unexpectedly, they then returned to balance, as if the strong wind had suddenly disappeared.

The Doomsday Guardians and their fellow creatures could not escape. These winged demons flew involuntarily in the air, and there was no way. Several demons collided together, their skulls shattered, and many demons died in the underworld. But in the strong wind, their bodies did not fall down, but were spinning rapidly above the lake, as if performing some kind of horror dance.

The wind speed instantly increased several times, then dozens of times, and thousands of doomsday guards kept spinning in the air... the last one was ruthlessly sucked into the portal.

"Is it Illidan?" Nathanos covered his face with his hands and opened his eyes hard. The current situation was exactly the same as the plan Illidan said before.

Sure enough, Nathanos found the figure of the demon hunter below. Not only that, he also saw Malfurion and the younger one of the Tyrande, who was wearing the moonlight sacrificial robe. The younger one of the Storm Family was holding up the sword in his hand at this moment, as if celebrating victory.

Nathanos couldn't feel relaxed because he felt that he could not do anything now, he could not save Brox, and he could not face the Burning Legion with the Orcs.

The strange hurricane continued to intensify, sucking all the demons in the sky into the vortex in the center of the Well of Eternity. In a blink of an eye, the demons in the sky had been cleaned up, but the intensity of the strong wind did not decrease at all.

The tall demon guards and fierce hellhounds all grabbed the ground. The wind should be enough to let the demons roll back to their own world, but they are still increasing!

Nathanos came to a terrible conclusion and felt dizzy about it. The magic released by Illidan was about to lose control. But is all this what Illidan meant?

Manolos roared at the Well of Eternity, and his movements began to slow down. The tail of the Abyss Lord hit the floor heavily, and just as he raised his big hand soaked in blood, his eyes suddenly became very round. His scaled fur had become transparent at this time. The demon could clearly see the muscles and bones in his body, and it seemed no longer real.

"Impossible!" the winged demon rumbling, "Absolutely impossible!"

A huge force pulled the demons on the ground with force. The demons in Manolos' eyes almost flew over the black lake with huge stones, and disappeared into the distance in a blink of an eye. The demon warriors wearing heavy armor were swept into the air like feathers.

In the end, Manolos was left alone. With the help of his amazing strength and huge body, Manolos tried his best to stand on the ground with the hurricane. Manolos looked at this world that should have been about to be destroyed with his fierce eyes.

It's really a little bit...

The Destroyer still held a glimmer of hope, and he grabbed the ground desperately. But his thick fingers and heavy claws were under too much pressure. His nails even left a deep scratch on the stone. In the end, he was pulled into the air. The demon kept roaring and was dragged over the Well of Eternity.

Nathanos was brought to the top, the young dragon was very understanding, and his position could be found below. The undead looked down and his sensitive senses allowed him to see the depths of the Well of Eternity.

Looking deep in the portal... he saw Sargeras, the leader of the Burning Legion.

The armor wrapped the Titan, and he was filled with violent power of flames. This power was still amazing so far away, and just looking at it made Nathanos's eyes hurt. This was a Creator-level existence, but his face was filled with anger. His eyes were burning with raging flames, in an extremely chaotic state of emptiness. He waved an evil sword in his hand, trying to stab it into Azeroth.

Nathanos gasped, he could not find Brox, there was no tiny green in his sight.

The undead who had been in shock already knew the end of the orcs. No one could face Sargeras head-on. The orcs sacrificed themselves to delay the Dark Titan's action.

The matter was not over yet. Although most of the demons were being sucked back to the portal at this moment, Sargeras still walked forward with great effort. Finally, he came to the portal...

Just as Sargeras approached the door, Nathanos saw an amazing scene. The Dark Titan was actually injured. There was a shallow wound on his right leg, and the keen eyes of the undead recognized that it was a slashed by an axe.

"Did Brox do it?"

All this seemed impossible, but the magical battle axe really slashed Sargeras. It also meant that that part was now Sargeras' weakness.

The whispers in their minds urged Nathanos to snatch the demonic souls in Crasus's hands. The rewards they promised became more and more attractive. At this moment, Nathanos decided to do what they said, but not for the sender of these whispering voices.

"Go to find the Dragon Soul!"

The young dragon roared and flew towards Crassus. At this moment, the magician and Ronin were all staring at Sargeras behind the portal.

Compared to the Dark Titan, other demons are as insignificant as fleas. The combined power of a hundred dragons is nothing to him. It sounds ridiculous to Crassus's attempt to attack Sargeras, at least for the Demon Chief.

On the contrary, Nathanos's idea was not to sit back and wait for death. Brox used his power to hit Sargeras, leaving a tiny wound.

"Give me the dragon soul!"

Ronin and Crasus looked up at Nathanos flying in at the same time, and the other party had reached out to point his hand at the disc.

"what are you up to?"

"Don't let Brox down, this is our last chance."

Crasus glanced at him and sent the disc to Nathanos with magic. "Leave it to you!"

‘The wounds left by the tomahawk are very fragile, and if attacked, they will attract Sargeras’s attention for a short time.’

Nathanos raised the disc in his hand, and the whispers in his mind became even more fanatical, but the undead forced himself to calm down, and the power of the dragon soul was sealed, but Grimbato's experience told Nathanos that it was limited to the dragon clan.

‘I don’t care why you were born, and I don’t care what kind of disaster you will bring to the world in the future. I just hope you can help me once, just this time, use your most powerful force to attack Sargeras.’

The smooth surface of the Dragon Soul gradually formed a glowing dragon head, and the dragon's mouth gradually opened, shooting golden light towards Sargeras' wound.

The Dark Titan had noticed the powerful force flying from Nathanos. In order to resist, he temporarily distracted the gods. Sargeras instinctively took his attention away from the entrance.

The huge portal suddenly trembled and then lost its cohesion. A series of energy explosions were emitted from the depths of the vortex.

The Well of Eternity begins to collapse...

The edges of flames surrounding the portal collapsed one after another. The whole situation was out of control. Sargeras wanted to stop this change, but his power could not repair all the breaks in the portal at the same time.

What happened next surprised everyone. Sargeras was unwilling to accept the fate of failure. He wanted to pass through it before the portal completely disappeared, and one of his hands had already reached out. This madness led to his final destruction. Just as the portal exploded, the demon leader found that he was stuck and could not escape. He could not move, and his hand could not be retracted. The giant threw away the sword in his hand and slammed the portal from the other side with his empty hand, trying to open the passage, but there was no result. The portal connecting the two worlds narrowed sharply, and finally grabbed him tightly. Sargeras roared wildly, and his voice kept echoing in everyone's hearts.

The portal continued to shrink, and Sargeras' figure also shrank. He tried his best to open the passage, and under his huge power, the inside of the portal began to catch fire.

Just as the demon leader roared violently and struck the wall desperately... the portal suddenly disappeared.

Sargeras also disappeared.

‘Has it been successful?’ Nathanos thought with some doubt. ‘The Well of Eternity…’

His thoughts came to an abrupt end, the portal had disappeared, but the huge vortex in the middle of the lake was still spinning wildly. What's worse was that the vortex seemed to be constantly expanding. The undead discovered that the lake water was constantly rushing to the shore.

"What's going on?"

‘He is about to rush out, leave quickly!’

Mnozdo's voice came from nowhere. Before Nathanos could react, the young dragon made a decision for the undead. The orders of the Eternal King were more convincing than Nathanos's words.

Other dragon tribes also quickly changed directions and flew towards the land. The violent energy splashed around the black lake. The entire earth shook, and Nathanos saw huge faults appearing in a distant place.

‘Take away the dragon soul and leave!’

Mnozdo's voice sounded more urgent. The young dragon flew faster. Kalimdo was about to split...

Nathanos hesitated for a few seconds with the dragon soul, and finally let go and let the disc fly around the air.

A huge tentacle stretched out from the vast lake water... The tentacle rushed towards the dragon's soul quickly.
To be continued...