Chapter 932: Dawn before the decisive battle

The cursed land at dawn is quiet. (Pinyin of biqiwu).:.
The patrol team in Fort Watch did not rest, but even during the patrol, they did not make a sound.
Everyone seized the last time now, rested silently, and accumulated energy for the upcoming decisive battle.
What's interesting is that at this tense moment, most fighters slept well—even though the battle they were about to face would determine the future of this world, everyone was unexpectedly calm.
It may also be because it doesn’t make sense to be nervous at this time...
Drunk Wind did not rest-not because of nervousness, but because he needed to hurry up and adapt to the power of Azeroth.
Ai'Lu'en is not a real Titan. Although she has infinite power, the only way to use power is to give power to others.
There is no doubt that Drunk Wind is the one who bears the power of Ai'Lu'.
This is a kind of trust, a kind of responsibility, and even more a kind of tacit understanding.
Ai'Lu'en's choice was not Tyrande, but Drunk Wind.
In order to maintain his best state when facing Sargeras, Zuifeng chose to meditate under the moon's ‘color’.
Arcane, element, holy light.
At the beginning of the drunk wind, all kinds of energy flowed wildly.
As the time of meditation gradually increased, the drunken wind became calmer and calmer.
Deep in my heart, Drunk Wind seems to have become a well—the ancient well has no waves, and the moon has no shortage.
At this moment, Zuifeng almost lost his emotions.
Very mysterious state.
Under the moonlight, a pandaman sitting cross-legged is like a statue.
……………………
The attack of the Burning Legion chose a good time.
Early in the morning-Ai'Lu'en and the blue child are looming.
The "door" of darkness suddenly became bigger, and the frame of the "door" carved by the heart of "Jing" was directly shattered by the expanding void energy, and the rubble flew!
In the next moment, a huge body finally penetrated the'door' of darkness.
"I am here, and destruction will follow me!"
"My name is Sargeras!"
Although everyone was mentally prepared, after seeing Sargeras' huge and perfect body for the first time, the momentum of the coalition was still stagnant.
Sargeras!
Fallen Titan!
This feeling of oppressing sentient beings does not come from vision, nor does it come from aura, but a pure law!
As a Titan, the existence of Sargeras itself means that you will be afraid when you see me-there is no reason, this is like one plus one equals two, it is the truth.
Unfortunately, this is Azeroth.
After Sargeras appeared, a huge Pandaren stopped in front of Sargeras.
"How does it feel to be angry?"
With the ridicule of Drunk Wind, the group fear of the coalition forces was quickly relieved-and on Sargeras' chest, the marks left by that fist seemed to become obvious.
I am most afraid of sudden silence in the air.
Sargeras' Law of Fear was based on his invincibility and slaughter the Pantheon, but when faced with Drunk Wind, Sargeras really suffered a loss.
Therefore, the appearance of Drunk Wind means that Sargeras' group fear is immediately broken!
Although Sargeras was angry, he still kept his sense. The first thing he did was to call all the little brothers over—and Drunk Wind did not stop him from summoning Kil'jaeden and Ake Mond.
An upright decisive battle.
Sargeras' fighting method is very simple-strength crushes.
The heavy long sword was lifted up and cut out.
For Sargeras, the cutting of the long sword meant that he must hit, which was also Sargeras' law.
As a Titan, even if Sargeras is a fallen Titan, he is also one of the greatest beings in the universe. His every move represents the law of a world!
In the face of such an attack, simply blocking is meaningless.
Even if you stop, Sargeras's sword can cut you off.
Because Sargeras' attack must hit!
In the face of Sargeras' attack, Drunk Feng's'hair' was horrified.
This is a kind of soul-level fear!
The drunk wind cannot be stopped, cannot dodge-at the critical moment, thanks to a moonlight shining, the drunk wind is like a divine aid, and the wind sword in his hand blocked Sargeras' attack!
This is the law of Ai Luen.
The block this time meant that Drunken Wind and Sargeras were temporarily on the same level.
Sargeras can't rely on his own rules to crush the drunk wind!
In other words, this is a "Titan level" battle!
interesting.
The corner of Sargeras' mouth rose up, and the sharp blade in his hand suddenly ignited a blazing flame-holding the long sword high again, it smashed into the drunk wind.
This is Sargeras!
No one can stop, Sargeras!
On the other hand, Zuifeng didn't seem to be accustomed to this way of fighting. His reaction seemed a little slow. If it weren't for the shelter of moonlight, this time he didn't even mean to block.
"Azeroth--you have no chance!" Another blow was unsuccessful, and Sargeras laughed, "How about the seal left by the tribes of the Pantheon? Can you deal with the sun in the sky? It’s about to dawn~EbookFREE.me~ Let me see how many times you can keep this panda?!"
"You feel it too? The of the Pantheon only think about what they should do-where they don't understand, they can only suppress and imprison!"
"Order? It's ridiculous! Only ‘chaos’ and ‘chaos’ are the true meaning of the universe!"
"Join me, join the Burning Legion! Hand in hand, no one can resist!"
"It's dawn?" Just as Sargeras' proud words spread throughout the battlefield, Tyrande, who was assisting his comrades to deal with Kil'jaeden, suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, "The sky will never be bright!"
A large number of ‘female’ priests of the moon appeared on the battlefield. With their prayers, the sun that was already about to rise turned back in time, falling back below the horizon!
Is Ai'Lu' unprepared? !
The belief in Moon God is not only a means to help the development of Dark Ye’s spirit, but also a magic weapon for Ai Luen to get out of trouble!