foreigner's journey

Chapter 1688 The Final Battle of Lor'themar
The electronic heat ray cannon, improved by Starsea technology, is powerful enough to cause storms even in a level 10 world, especially when powered by Focusing Rainbow, where its destructive power increases exponentially.

Gul'dan was right; there was indeed a Focusing Iris on the Leo.

It's important to know that the Focusing Iris is a super artifact created by the Titans, capable of absorbing the arcane energy of a planet and converting it into destructive power. Its full-power explosion is powerful enough to turn Azeroth into a second Outland.

The Eternal Dragon Legion somehow 'borrowed' the Focusing Iris from some unfortunate timeline and installed it on the Alliance flagship, Leo.

To prevent the Leo from being negatively impacted by the Focusing Iris's immense energy, the craftsmen and technicians, with the help of the exceptionally skilled Blue Dragon Mage, successfully reduced the Focusing Iris's total output power to a suitable range. Although its power is slightly less than the original, its stability is a significant advantage.

Now, the Leo's main gun, the electronic heat ray cannon... no, it should be called 'Lothar's Roar,' and its bluish-white beam cannon even briefly illuminated this battlefield shrouded in dark clouds!
As Kil'jaeden's direct lieutenants, the Eredar Twins possessed top-tier magical skills and strength within the Burning Legion. However, their prized Flame Shield and Shadow Shield proved to be as fragile as paper before Lothar's Howl, burning to ashes the moment they came into contact, annihilating the Eredar Twins along with them.

Kil'jaeden was continuously bombarded by the giant beam cannon. The Thousand Souls Darkness that had been stored in his hands was forced to transform into a shadow barrier. The beam cannon and the shadow barrier clashed continuously, bursting out bluish-white and dark purple light rain.

"Fire! Fire on that starship!"

Upon seeing this, the Burning Legion's commander-in-chief of the space fleet, Balnazzar, immediately let out a shrill roar. After receiving the order, the Legion's warships, disregarding their own engagement with the Azerothian fleet, stubbornly withstood the artillery bombardment and turned their cannons to attack the Leo.

The fel cannons bombarded the Leo, but couldn't even break through its electromagnetic shield.

"Is that thing the flagship of the Azerothian fleet? That's impossible! How could mere mortals possess technology comparable to the Legion?" The dreadlord Balnazzar touched his bald head in disbelief.

Suddenly attacked, the Leo's hull opened up with a dense array of round holes, from which hemispherical photon turrets emerged, emitting countless fine lines of white light that swept out in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, the closer-by starships were bombarded by the Leo's photon cannon fire, causing them to emit thick smoke and plummet downwards.

Just as the Legion fleet was being driven back by the Leo alone, Gul'dan, the Legion's savior, stepped forward!

"Hahahaha! Dogs of Azeroth! You cannot escape the clutches of the Legion! Lord Kil'jaeden, behold my prowess!"

Using the immense fel energy within him, Gul'dan controlled the portal with one hand to prevent the teleportation array from collapsing, while the other hand accumulated incredible fel energy and then blasted it fiercely towards the Leo.

The evil energy instantly transformed into a sky full of green fire rain, each 'raindrop' being a fiery meteorite!
Boom! Boom! Boom! The Leo was violently shaken by the meteor shower, and its main gun, 'Lothar's Roar,' was forced to stop firing, giving Kil'jaeden a chance to catch his breath.

Kil'jaeden was billowing smoke; if Lothar's roar continued to bombard him, he'd likely be sent back to Argus to resurrect. He wiped the green blood from his face, looked down at Gul'dan who was continuously unleashing meteors of fel fire, and a hopeful expression appeared on his face:

“Well done, Gul'dan. You have proven yourself once again, and you have proven that I did not misjudge you.”

After this war ends, I will speak to Lord Sargeras on your behalf and have you placed on the throne vacated by Archimonde.

Archimonde! That was a magnificent throne, on par with Kil'jaeden, second only to Sargeras, second only to the Burning Legion! Gul'dan, who once could only kneel humbly at Archimonde's feet in Draenor, now possessed trust, loyalty, and status!

I will prove it! I will show Kil'jaeden and Sargeras that they did not trust the wrong person! I, Gul'dan, will be the most important and indispensable figure in the Legion!
Thinking of this, Gul'dan excitedly increased the power of his fel energy bombardment, determined to bring down the Leo. However, he failed to notice that the flow of fel energy within his body was beginning to show some discordant patterns.

With a muffled, slamming sound, the Burning Legion's starships surged into Azeroth like a tidal wave, their demon commanders and generals laughing wildly as they gripped their weapons and leaped toward the warriors of Azeroth.

The brutal war, the intertwining of scarlet and green blood, the screams and explosions like the sound of crashing waves.

The Allied Forces of Azeroth were like small boats tossed about in a stormy sea, their situation precarious yet strangely maintaining a safe distance.

An invisible hand is controlling everything, guiding events in the expected direction.

The coast of Suramar, which faces the Tomb of Sargeras across the sea, has also become a battlefield.

Large numbers of demons and blood elf warriors from the Sun Court clashed, while rockets and bullets flew around them—the technological marvels of the goblins.

In the distance, on the beach, there were several huge craters. The Blood Elf and Goblin starship 'Sunmoney' crashed into the craters, billowing thick smoke, along with four Legion starships.

The blood elves and goblins initially had a slight advantage, even though their demons outnumbered them by dozens of times. However, the blood elf regent Lor'themar and the goblin trade prince Gallywix each possessed their own mechs.

Powered by 'Solar Radiance' and 'Gargantua 2.0', the Allied Forces continued to slaughter demons until the demon general appeared.

Thud!! Gallywix 2.0 was thrown high into the air, spinning a dozen times before slamming into the cliff face. From inside the mech came a scream from Gallywix: "Ouch! My jaw! Lor'themar! Lor'themar, get up! I can't beat him!"

Thump! Thump! The ground trembled as the demon's giant claw landed, accompanied by a deafening, thunderous roar of laughter.

"Gahohohohoho! Kill, or be killed! This is the path of the Legion!"

"You maggots, how dare you block the legion's advance! I'll crush you alive into mincemeat!"

This is an abyss lord whose size far exceeds that of his kind. He has no wings, and his arms are severed at the elbows. Instead, his hands are replaced by evil iron hooks and short swords. Every time he stomps the earth with his four enormous demonic claws below the waist, it causes an earthquake.

He is Brutallus, one of the best among the Abyss Lords of the Annihran race!
Just now, as Lorthemar and Gallywix were rampaging with the power of their mechs, Brutalus burst out from the crashed Legion warship and destroyed Lorthemar's Solar Radiance mech in a few moves.

Lor'themar, his head covered in blood, lay sprawled on the sand. In his dazed state, he heard Gallywix's screams, Brutallus's maniacal laughter, the blood elf warriors' screams, and the demons' taunts... His nostrils were filled with the thick stench of blood and fel energy, and his mouth was filled with the taste of rusty blood.

My mech... my power... I'm still no match for the Alliance. Is this my fate?
Her consciousness grew increasingly hazy, and Lorthema was about to fall into a coma.

Just then, a faint, ethereal voice rang in his ear—

[Ah Qiang, wake up!]

(End of this chapter)