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A scarlet blood shadow slashed past, Ming could only see her flying arms and the severe pain spreading, and after that, she couldn't feel anything.

"How dare you!!!!"

Seeing the current tragedy caused by his few friends, and the bloody death battlefield again, Bell could no longer hold back the rage in his heart.

He roared and raised his silver hand, the roaring thunder and holy light descended again, and Bell, who brazenly launched the descending of the gods, descended again as the guardian of the titan!

All the gods before the mirror cheered and whistled excitedly, but only Hestia turned pale.

The Shape of Tyr is Bell's final trump card, and his only one. He is not a kid who likes to hide cards, and on the battlefield, the one who uses up his hole cards first is often the one who loses.

"die!!!!!"

The holy fire mixed with boundless anger burned and surrounded the huge Silver Hand. With the addition of Arcane Thunder, it slammed into Kahn like a blow from the sky!

Facing the attack of this giant, Kahn did not have the slightest fear, instead roared with joy and excitement, dropped the chain saw ax and raised his arms high.

boom! ! ! !

The roaring silver hand landed heavily, the burning holy fire, the jumping arcane thunder and that heavy attack tore apart several berserkers around, and that heavy swing left a tortoise on the ground. cracked scars.

But the hammer didn't really hit the ground. On the surface of the war hammer, under the attack of the constantly trembling hammer body and countless holy flames and thunder, Kahn roared and slowly raised his arms!

The armor on his arms collapsed, his muscles swelled and exploded like climbing stones, scarlet blood covered his whole body, and his eyes burst out with even more frightening blood!

He is Kahn Crozo, the chosen champion of Ares!

He has no fancy magic, no kaleidoscopic ability. All he has is the blood of Ares surging in his body, and the supreme mighty power bestowed by the God of War!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!"

Kahn's angry roar resounded across the battlefield like thunder, and with the roar, he unexpectedly raised his heavy silver hand and threw it aside forcefully!

How shocking this scene fell in the eyes of other people on the battlefield. A giant tens of meters tall, and a gigantic hammer weighing tens of millions of tons, was caught alive by a three-meter-high 'dwarf'!

This time, the morale of Orario's side collapsed even more, and Ragia's side... they don't need morale.

The silver hand carrying Bell's anger fell here, but this time he was destined not to get what he wanted. Kahn picked up the chain saw ax on the ground to avoid the attack, jumped onto the handle of the ax and rushed towards Bell's head howling.

And Aljana, who was flying in the sky, kept releasing the cursed lady's attack to harass Bell. Every time the blood-red crystal spear hurt the shape of Tyr, it would cause great pain to Bell inside.

Bell endured the pain, and with his left fist leaped thunder and flames to hit Kahn, and Kahn also jumped high, and the roaring chain saw ax slashed at Bell's eyebrows!

The blood-red chain saw ax left a huge scar on Tyr's forehead, and even through there, the inner core could already be seen.

Kahn was also hit hard by Bell's punch, and was knocked out of the battlefield amidst the thunder and holy fire that hit his body directly.

How could Aljana, who was flying across the sky, let go of this opportunity, dragged that night owl-like laugh, and stabbed at the gap between the eyebrows!

But at this critical moment, Butcher's voice echoed in her mind.

"Retreat immediately, this is Master Carly's order!"

Aljana froze in the air, she glanced unwillingly at the gradually shrinking Bell, but she still didn't dare to disobey the orders of her sister and God.

"You took a life!"

After leaving behind such disdainful words, Aljana withdrew with the Scarlet Valkyrie.

In a messy battlefield, Bell, who had recovered his body, leaned on the dim silver hand, looked at everything around him in confusion and pain, and knelt down on the ground.

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Chapter 111. Light Forging Ceremony

In terms of the result, this field battle between Olali and Lagia was actually unbeatable.

But if calculated according to the real battle situation, Olali's defeat is unquestionable.

If calculated by the battle loss ratio, Olali’s loss is undoubtedly greater than that of the Lagia Empire. With the two black hands working together, one strengthening and the other weakening, Olali’s battle loss ratio is still greater than Raj ya.

Most importantly, these soldiers are nothing more than consumables to Ragia. The most valuable thing to a country is human life, and the least valuable thing is also human life.

But family adventurers can't. The previous careful selection and almost involuntary consumption and struggle make Orari's adventurers a kind of alternative non-renewable resources.

Too many family adventurers died at the hands of those fearless berserkers. Those crazy and bloodthirsty warriors dealt a deep blow to these family members who naturally felt superior.

Dignity, pride, these things have been smashed to pieces. In the end, even the courage was beaten.

Too many Familia adventurers who survived the battlefield were terrified by those Khorne berserkers.

Their enemies are not only powerful, but brutal. It is even more brutal than in the legends, and even worse than the demons in the hero story.

And most importantly...

In fact, they didn't need to fight to the death for Olali.

For these family adventurers, Orario is the place where their dreams come true. But this is not hometown, it is not homeland, and it is not a place that must be protected.

Adventurers have never had the slightest promise of Orario. They went to the dungeon to explore and kill monsters, just to become stronger.

It was God who signed the contract with them, not Olalie, and even in this contract, it never said that he must risk his life to protect Olalie.

This contract is for god o to bestow power on mortals, and mortals to bring stories to god o - there is no binding force of the contract.

The demoralization of an army is a fatal blow, not to mention that Olalie is not considered an army, but a collection of interests gathered together.

No matter how inspiring and courageous the preaching before the war was, they were all afraid in the face of more than half of the battle loss ratio.

So of course, they all became deserters.

No, it can't even be said to be a deserter. The god o and the family came to Orari to live a better life, and they left here just to live a better life.

Orari lacks a leading figure. If Loki and the Freya family were here, they might be able to play this role well, but they are not there, and it is even suspected that they escaped from Orari.

Since even the strongest and best of them chose to leave the city, why did they stay?

Yes, Bell? Clooney can fill the leader's vacancy. But he failed, he did not bring them the dawn of victory, and the failed leader is meaningless no matter how good he is.

O'Lari's resistance was dissipated all of a sudden.

The decline of this city of the gods seems to be today. Groups of family members left Orari with their luggage. Uranus took a panoramic view of all this, but remained silent.

This scene did not surprise him, rather it was too normal.

The establishment of Olali relied on the superiority of the family system to attract the gods and the family, but when all of these were about to face the flames of war, unity and pride became useless.

In the face of survival, everything seems so insignificant.

But... this is not an absolute bad thing. After the big waves wash the sand, what is left are shining shells, heroes who are willing to advance and retreat with this city.

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Bell Craney had locked himself in his room for three days.

He knew that as a leader, as the strongest person in Olalie today, he should go out to face others, show his self-confidence, and then inspire other people in Olalie.

But he didn't want to, and there was... nothing he could do.

His holy light is not omnipotent, and his great power cannot save Olalie from the flames of war. Half of the lives of those who charged with him and then died on the battlefield will be counted on his head .

But the fundamental problem is...they are too weak.

Weakness is always the original sin. Without strength, there is no capital to practice justice.

"Bell! Bell!"

Hestia's call sounded along with the knock on the door, but Bell was silent and unwilling to make any response.

What he needs now is neither comfort nor encouragement, such things have no meaning. What he needs is...power!

"Bell Clonney, it seems that you need a little life advice from the elders."

A pleasant and playful voice sounded in Bell's ears. He raised his head, and Mu Feng appeared in the corner of the room at some point, looking at him with a playful and cheerful smile.

"Mr. Hinrich..."

Bell opened his mouth slightly, and he didn't have too many surprises or expressions about Mu Feng's elusive appearance.

"Are you here to comfort me?"

"No, comfort or encouragement, empty words are meaningless." Mu Feng shook his head and smiled happily

"I'm here to open your eyes and let you see a path that can prevent more tragedies, become stronger, and even protect Orari."

Bell's eyes instantly recovered, and he was even very excited!

It would be fine if someone else said this, but Mu Feng was the source of his ability to go to Azeroth to obtain today's powerful power!

"You know it yourself, and you know how to give those who are willing to protect Olalie a powerful method."

Mu Feng walked slowly, put his hand on Bell's shoulder, and said softly

Bell's eyes were very confused, but soon became horrified.

"You have two choices." Seeing that Bell understood what to do, Mu Feng smiled and raised two fingers

"Evil energy, or, holy light."

The orcs were able to cause such a devastating offensive when they invaded Azeroth. The biggest hero is undoubtedly the blood of Malonos they drank.

Compared with the level of civilization, the level of civilization of orc tribes where normal shamans cannot exert their power is definitely far inferior to that of humans. And the human beings in Azeroth are actually not weak. After all, they are essentially created by Titans, and they can be said to be "the same kind" as the orcs.

But why is the orc invasion so unstoppable? In addition to the evil power of Gul'dan and his warlocks, it is more powerful that they have gained through the blood of Maronus the Destroyer.

There is no doubt that Mannoroth is powerful. Although he has been used over and over again in the plot, as the number one general under Archimonde, the strength of the strongest abyss lord is definitely in the top five ranks in the legion.

As a creature born of fel energy, the devil blood flowing in the abyss lord's body is a powerful devil blood that is infinitely close to the fel energy itself. Because of this, the blood of Mannoroth, the strongest of the pit lords, was chosen to be the most powerful source of strength for the Horde orcs.

Of course, most of the blood of Mannoroth that the orcs drank was the result of Gul'dan's repeated dilution and blending. After all, there are so many orcs in the tribe, and Mannoroth would have to be drained hundreds of times to be enough. .

Just like the believers of the void contacted the void through the ancient gods, but were influenced by the ancient gods in the process. Orcs are exposed to fel energy through Mannoroth, so they are inevitably overwhelmed by demonic nature.

A normal fel user like Gul'dan would not turn into an overly violent posture like an orc. The source of the orc's madness was because of Mannoroth, and the weakness after that was also because of Mannoroth.

But it is the power of evil energy that strengthens them, and the reason why they are not strengthened with pure evil energy. It is because only a few people can master the power of pure fel energy. For example, Illidan, who has been blessed by Sargeras, if he absorbs it rashly, he will probably be wiped out like Varian in front of the Broken Shore.

This secondary sparse strengthening method has proved to be very effective, and for Orari's family adventurers, this path can be said to be even more suitable.

The blood of those demons is used to strengthen the bodies of the family members, and their essence and spirit will be relatively safe under the protection of the existing divine blood. At least they won't fall into madness like the orcs, violently slaughtering everything in front of them.

Of course, sequelae are inevitable, and every guy who uses fel energy brutally turns into a lunatic obsessed with destruction in the end. But Orari can survive, this power is enough for them to repel Ragia's attack!

"If you need it, I can catch a batch of demons at any time." Mu Feng leaned close to Bell's ear, and said in a voice full of temptation

"I can even capture Magtheridon, a powerful abyss lord who is second only to Mannoroth... Bell, if you want O'Leary to gain a powerful force against Ragia in a short time, you need such a very powerful weapon." means."

Bell's expression was extremely tangled. There was no doubt that he hated evil and crazy demons, but it was just like what Mu Feng said. Being trampled by those scarlet warriors of Ragia, and gaining evil power to repel powerful enemies, it seems that accepting fel energy is not unbearable...

When he was not overinfused with the Holy Light, his nature was still the Bell Clonnie who regarded his family and friends as the most important things.

"So... what about the second way?" Bell was silent for a moment, then asked softly

Even though he knew the first option was the best option, Bell still wanted to hear about the second...possibly worse option.

"Then you will understand it better." Mu Feng smiled maliciously.

"Light Forging Ceremony."

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Chapter 112. Blood flows into a river

The Legion of the Light, a legion that has fought in the dark for countless ages against the demons of the Burning Legion.

Its founder was Zela, the Mother of Light, one of the original naaru. After the fall of Argus, Zela used her powerful power to transform an Eredar starship into Zenidar, the flagship of the Holy Light. And took many draenei to the universe, and started a long confrontation with the Burning Legion.

And those draenei who followed Zela later became known as Lightforged. Under the guidance of Zela, this legion composed of lightforged flew across the star sea and fought the Burning Legion on various planets.

They actively accepted the races that survived the Burning Legion's expedition, and encouraged the warriors of these races to join the ranks of the Lightforged and fight against the Burning Legion with them. Wife Aurelia? Windrunner.

However, the name of the Lightcasters is not only a nickname, but also a 'race'