Alsace in the depression.

Her lover is only one step away from the road to hell.

"Let him go! Monster!"

The heavy and huge magic power in Jaina's body was completely activated at this critical moment. She waved her staff, and a ball of frost arrows the size of an adult, exuding endless cold air, pierced Tyrion Dawn in the blizzard.

Blade.

However, the latter waved his hand and easily shattered it completely in the air. Ice shards shining with cold light were flying in all directions. Lord Dark Blade looked at the figures appearing one after another in the wind and snow behind him. He saw that his whole body was shining like

With the holy light as hot as the sun, Maraad also saw a rare, living Nerubian Priest.

This made Tyrion couldn't help but wonder, what kind of fantasy stories did these guys go through to come up with such a weird combination?

etc...

A ridiculous idea suddenly popped into the heart of the great lord. He looked back at Alsace, who was struggling to get up, and then at the soldiers rushing towards him.

There are paladins who specialize in holy light, tall tauren who carry heavy weapons and shields, archmages who drive magic and output damage, and shamans who use totems to summon the power of storm and earth to heal and protect teammates.

Full, there are also the nerubian priests who use their mental power to weave strange webs around the warriors to provide them with spiritual protection, as well as the rangers who shoot bows and arrows at him in the wind and snow, and the assassins who jump into the shadows, Wo

A melee hunter like Jin, a dual-sword warrior like Tanred.

"Well...a not-so-standard land reclamation group."

Tyrion moved his wrist. He looked at the battle that had begun in the blizzard in front of him. A faint smile appeared on his thin face. He felt that he should shout one or two villain-style lines to set off the scene in front of him.

scene.

So, a few seconds later, with the huge darkness outside the blizzard swarming up, Tyrion led the dark craziness forward. The Dawn Blade walked on the snow, his long sword swung outward, black

The thunder and fire reverberated in the sky behind him, turning the small half of the Dragon Bone Wilderness sky into a dark and rolling tide of clouds, and his low, thunderous voice also sounded in the snow, shocking everyone.

Challenger's Heartstrings.

"I am Tyrion, Blade of the Dawn! I am the regicide! The god-killer!"

"I am the beginning of the end! The shadow that blocks the sun! The death knell of destruction! I am the Destroyer of Destiny! The terminator of all things!"

"I have foreseen the future, and there is no place for you in the destiny I have woven with my own hands!"

"Now... fools, in front of the God of Death..."

"Kneel down!"

The grudges between the orcs and the draenei are a complete mess~ But to be honest, the orcs were already remembered as early as ten thousand years ago when Brox slashed Sargeras, so in theory, regardless of the draenei
Chapter completed!