A strange scene appeared on the Black Rook Fortress and the nearby Great Wasteland: the battlefield seemed to be frozen, and only a black tide slowly surged.
Not only human soldiers were attracted by the tide of beasts, even those irrational monsters of chaos and black smoke pillars on the wasteland slowed down strangely, as if these thoughtless things were also deterred and hesitated— Only a handful of scholars are vaguely aware of what's going on: it's Symmetra's oppressive effect.
The ray of light that suddenly lit up from the sky was pure Symmetra. It spanned the entire battlefield and was weakening the power of the chaos storm outside Black Rook Hold. The tower of firewood all looked eclipsed.
And in such a strange and temporary "silence", the tide in the distance of the earth is still surging.
The tide of Warcraft, millions of sub-races are advancing mightily, this is an army that is different from any army in the secular world, unlike the orderly order of humans, the high-spirited momentum of orcs, and the The splendor of the elves is not like the majesty and majesty of the winter giants. It doesn't even look like an army, because it is a beast tide, a tide, a simple tide that is slowly rolling over the entire land. All kinds of savage races are pushing and shoving forward, without seeing the flags or formations, only the instinct of the wild beasts and the iron-handed commanders of the chiefs of various tribes maintain their forward momentum, such a "big army" , there is only chaos and disorder, but there is a chilling atmosphere in this chaos and disorder.
Going south from the southern border of the Talos Kingdom, after crossing the Black Rook Fortress, you need to pass through a large wasteland, and then pass through a hilly belt, and then you will come to the endless Black Forest. This forest is so vast and full of dangers. The barbarians on the fringes of the kingdom's rule dare not go deep into it to find out, so until today, Talos has awakened in fear, what a terrifying power is hidden in the forest in the south of the kingdom.
If such a tide appeared in front of Black Rook Fortress as usual, it would probably bring alarms and riots no less than chaos.
But now this wave of beasts is coming in the light of order—the black barbaric army is bathed in the light, and even every beast is covered with a layer of holy light, and the holy light is continuous, like an ocean. Constant ups and downs. There is more than one leader in each herd of beasts, they wield all kinds of scepters and amulets. It was released from these "holy artifacts". These hundreds of light sources are connected to form a legion-level order barrier with no dead ends.
The holy Symmetra was connected with the ugly and ferocious monster. No one in the world could imagine such a strange scene.
Leaning on his great sword, Philip seemed to have forgotten the pain on his body. For a moment, he even thought he was dead—then he saw the bizarre afterlife.
But soon he will know that what he sees is undeniable reality, and it is an epic scene.
The tide is still advancing, and has already flowed over a circle of boulders on the Great Wasteland. Those boulders disappeared without a sound, like sand castles destroyed by waves.
On the top floor of Black Rook Hold, an adjutant shouted, "General! General Ulysses! Here they come!"
Ulysses Du Khan, the supreme ruler of Black Rook Fortress and the head of the Kingdom's Black Blade Legion, stood in front of the window like an iron statue, holding a long sword in his hand, with a blank expression: "I know."
"They will flood Black Rook Hold!"
"I know."
"Then we..."
"Then we shall die well."
While all this was happening, the battle over Black Rook Hold had resumed, like a machine accelerating from a standstill, as more Chaos monsters emerged from the smoke, the sluggish soldiers followed one by one. Suddenly awakened by reality, the entire battlefield slowly "thawed" from the weird stagnation before, and the sound of shouts and explosions reappeared everywhere.
And at the moment when the battle resumed, the beast tide was still advancing unstoppably.
It crossed the "Long Wind Stone Ring", and slowly climbed up the wasteland stone beach, and then it overflowed the wasteland stone beach, the dry river bed, and the Yellowstone Mesa, bit by bit submerging the former The defense line, today's ruins.
It finally had to slow down a bit—because the front arrows of the chaos storm were gathering in front of it, and the battlefield of chaos and order blocked the way of the beast tide. If it wanted to move forward, it had to be involved in this battle.
The beast tide paused for a while, and then it seemed that a certain leader gave an order, so the demon ape began to beat the animal skin war drum, the giant monster puffed its cheeks and blew their heavy trombone, and the elders of the goblins frantically shook their horns. The terrifying long staff made of skull and thigh bones, the megalodon screamed piercingly under the whip of the lizardman rider, a terrifying sound wave almost blew away the dense clouds in the sky, and then the monsters began to attack those chaotic monsters. Jump over.
But the first to arrive on the battlefield was not the lizardman cavalry riding the megalodon, but a beam of strong light from a corner of the beast tide.
This beam of strong light cut through the darkness and exploded over the Black Rook Hold. Countless runes and silver lines spread from the explosion point to all directions. In an instant, hundreds of Chaos minions were reduced to ashes by the power contained in the light. .
This first blow immediately stunned the defenders of Black Rook Fortress, which was beyond their expectations. Many soldiers at the lower level may not know what happened, but the commanders, scholars, and mages at the upper level of the fortress immediately saw the light. origin.
"It's a high-level magic of monks in the sanctuary!" Ulysses' adviser, a bald middle-aged scholar, exclaimed, and even dropped his staff to the ground, "The seventh-level magic 'Heavenly Blow'! A bishop-level sanctuary monk is in that army!"
Lord Black Crow, who was ready to die generously just now, finally couldn't calm down at this time, he rushed to his advisor in one step: "Are you sure?"
"Divine spells cannot be faked, my lord," the scholar stared out of the window. At this time, the second and third beams of light had passed over the fortress, and the flashes that were slightly inferior to "Heaven's Blow" erupted. Man, no one can learn this kind of magic, except for this kind of magic, there is no magic or talent skill that can produce this effect... Just now it was 'Holy Shock' and 'Aurora', and the two attacks arrived almost at the same time... There is More than one sanctuary priest is below!"
At this time, there is no need for scholars to explain, Ulysses himself can see the scene in the beast tide.
The beast horde had already arrived below Black Rook Fortress, and at this distance, many details could be seen.
Near the "main formation" of the beast tide (if this legion really has a main formation), there is a small group that is incompatible with the surrounding atmosphere. The former Warcraft tribe, their costumes and the power they use are particularly conspicuous: Sanctuary people.
"It's people from the Order..." General Ulysses' eyes almost popped out, "Why did they suddenly appear from here..."
At this time, a herald suddenly opened the door and shouted: "My lord! They are helping us resist the chaos monsters!"
"I can see that they are fighting against Chaos," Ulysses said loudly without turning his head, but immediately realized another meaning of the herald's words, "Wait, are you sure that those monsters are fighting against Chaos?" Helping guard Black Rook Hold, instead of preparing to tear down our castle and Chaos?"
"It's true, my lord," the herald gasped, "those... monsters have already formed a defensive line outside the fort, and they are... forming a formation to help us block the weak point on the wall. And there is a dragon, that dragon just came The west tower landed, and it spoke a word."
Ulysses' expression changed: "What did it say?"
He had already seen a black giant dragon flying above the beast tide just now. As a well-informed nobleman of the kingdom, he could of course see that it was not some inferior sub-dragon species, but a real adult dragon.
He had no idea why a noble adult dragon would be mixed with a large group of monsters—although the size of this group of monsters was indeed a bit unimaginable.
"It said..." the herald hesitated for a while, but under Ulysses' sharp eyes, he still spoke, "It said, 'The wolf decided to protect your castle, and you will immediately prepare a pot of braised pork ribs , and when the battle is over, dedicate it to the head wolf'."
"Then what?"
"And then it flew away..."
Ulysses, his advisors, and the commanders looked at each other.
"Does any of you know what braised pork ribs are?" The famous "Southern Lion" stared at his staff.
Everyone is shaking their heads.
The sounds of explosions and shouts of killing are constantly coming from outside the castle.
Through the window, one can see that the Warcraft army has launched an unprecedented fierce battle with the chaotic monsters. The sub-races wearing all kinds of tattered equipment are fighting with those deformed and twisted monster minions with red eyes. The powerful elemental creatures set off a sea of flames and Huge waves transformed the terrain outside the fortress piece by piece, and even the black giant dragon had returned to the battlefield. It was constantly pounding a black smoke column in the air, and the powerful dragon's breath blasted a mighty explosion on the smoke column. fire.
Ulysses turned his head and stared at the herald.
"Go! Ask everyone! What the hell are braised pork ribs!"
The herald nodded blankly, and turned around to execute the order, but Ulysses stopped him again: "Wait a minute!"
The herald turned his head in bewilderment.
Ulysses took a breath: "Go to the kitchen first." (To be continued~^~)