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"Crackling and popping!!"

Inside the makeshift combat fortress set up by Tanis, several tinkerers from the Tinkerers' Guild were nervously manipulating their weapons or the weapons on the fortress. The goblins were playing with powerful anti-aircraft cannons, and every time a Hellfire was turned into a firework under the bombardment, the goblin tinkerers would let out a sharp and joyful roar.

"Come on! Come on! You useless demons, come and eat my cannonballs!!"

"Stop yelling and shouting! Goblin! You're interfering with our aim!!"

The gnome tinkerers using guided weapons were full of dissatisfaction, but their combat record was also very impressive. Although the damage of guided weapons could not compare to that of the goblin anti-aircraft guns, due to the characteristics of guided weapons, they could destroy Hellfires that were close to the ground but had not yet landed—something that cannons could not do.

"Both of you, quiet down! You, stop firing like madmen! I know one of the hobbies of goblin engineers is to push things to their limits, but this is a battlefield. If you don't want to die, be a little more careful with your weapons! You! Lock the rockets onto the Hellfires as close to the ground as possible! Don't compete with the cannons for targets! Our mission is to keep those things from falling to the ground—especially above our heads! Understand?"

Tanis, having calmed the goblins and gnomes somewhat with her roar, frantically swiped her hands across the virtual control panel of the mechanical assistant. Under her control, two laser cannons fired deadly energy beams from all sorts of unbelievable angles, intercepting the falling hellfire one by one. Meanwhile, a swarm of drones buzzed across the battlefield, using freeze bombs to assist the soldiers in clearing the hellfire that had fallen to the ground.

As time passed, the number of hellfire falling from the sky reached its peak and stopped increasing. On the ground, the elite human and orc soldiers, who had adapted to the hellfire's combat style, shifted their tactics from defensive counterattacks to bold offensives. Some unlucky hellfire that landed in areas where water elementals 'overflowed' were often smashed to pieces by soldiers wielding blunt weapons before they could even get their footing. The scales of victory began to slowly tip in favor of the allied forces.

Gradually, the ominous green light in the sky began to dim, the rain of hellfire gradually thinned, and the hellfire in the camp became fewer and fewer. The morale of the humans and orcs grew higher and higher. It was foreseeable that if the battle continued like this, the Burning Legion's raiding force would inevitably return empty-handed.

However, Tanis knew very well that things wouldn't be that simple, because their enemy was the Burning Legion, the Burning Legion that had incinerated countless planets and reduced countless civilizations to ashes. Hellfire bombardment was merely the simplest and most insignificant tactic in the Burning Legion's offensive methods...

"Abnormal gravitational shock detected!! A large object has entered!!!"

Just as Tannis was drinking energy drinks to replenish her strength and racking her brains to try to dig out what methods the Burning Legion would use to attack from the fragments of memory, the dwarf tinkerer, who was responsible for monitoring the surrounding environment, rang out with a mournful voice.

"what?"

Tennys quickly adjusted the surveillance camera to the area where the gravitational shock had occurred, and what appeared on the camera was a heart-stopping scene.

High in the distant sky, a massive spaceship—a genuine spaceship that even the celestial technology system had not yet fully developed—carried a profound, evil, and cruel aura, yet also subtly revealed a twisted beauty. It pierced through the membrane of the world and slowly descended above the camp.

"Discard everything unnecessary! Put all weapons into auto-battle mode to buy time! Retreat! Quickly!!!"

The moment Tanis saw the Burning Legion's fel mothership, realizing she couldn't defeat it, she unbuckled her seatbelt, jumped up from her seat, and punched the emergency exit button. Seeing their leader do this, the other Tinkers did the same.

"What's wrong, Miss Tanis?"

Thrall, who was engaged in a fierce battle with a half-crippled Hellfire, heard Tanis's warning through his headset. He quickly smashed the enemy's head with his hammer and pressed the headset button.

"A huge thing is charging down on us! We're expected to be within its attack range in about twenty minutes! This defensive line can't be held! Retreat!!"

"I see."

Thrall hung up the communication and looked at Jaina beside him. Jaina nodded, indicating that she had received Tannis's warning.

"Elemental power! Guide me!!"

"Ice!!"

Having made their decision simultaneously, the two raised their hands without hesitation to cast spells, fully activating the totems and magic circles on the defensive line. The powerful force shattered the remaining hellfire on the ground, freeing up the soldiers who were fighting against it.

"All troops retreat to the second line of defense! Quickly!"

————————————————Doomsday Hand Signal————————————————————

"Phew... these useless bastards... we actually had to go out of our way to deal with them..."

The captain of the fel warship, Arizakun, a high-ranking Eredar warlock dressed in a dark black warlock robe, with a skull-shaped decoration hanging from his chin and one eye covered by an eyepatch, watched the tug-of-war scene displayed on the screen with a tone full of anger.

"The mortals of this world are indeed quite skilled at withstanding the bombardment of hellfire for so long... especially that mechanical fortress... interesting... very interesting..."

Arizakun's lieutenant, a Morgo demon whose body was already half-mechanized, looked at the projected Tanis's fortress with fanatical eyes, his greed impossible to conceal.

"Our immediate priority is to destroy the defenses that these mortals have not yet established, to pave the way for Lord Archimonde's main force, the Excider."

A hint of warning crept into Arizakun's tone.

"Understood, understood, of course I understand. So, sir, what do you want me to do?"

Arizakun grinned wickedly, his chainsaw spinning wildly.

"Let's use the cruelest methods to give those mortals a warning...to let them know that fighting the Legion is pointless."

"Yes!"

Having received clear instructions, the Excider laughed wildly, and his other, unmodified hand quickly manipulated the panel. With his movements, several bomb launch ports opened below the mothership, and bombs were launched one after another.

"Wail in the Legion's flames!! Mortals!!!"

Amidst maniacal laughter, the exciter pressed the release button, and in an instant, the first line of defense was engulfed by flames without any chance of resistance.

58. The Battle of Mount Hyjal - Geboga's Flying Fist

—————Mount Hyjal, the Second Line of Defense———————

The translucent, pale green barrier erected by the druids resembled an upside-down bowl on the hillside. The overwhelming Doomguards, mixed with airdropped hellfire, launched wave after wave of relentless attacks on the barrier. Fel flames surged and danced across the land, as if they would engulf the defensive line at any moment.

Behind the barrier, the night elf sentinels, along with the remaining human and orc warriors, unleashed a barrage of arrows and ammunition from various projectile weapons, halting the Burning Legion's advance. Every now and then, mushroom clouds rose from the demon horde—the result of the Tinkerers' Guild's long-range artillery barrage.

And a little behind...

"Water...water..."

"Bandages! This area needs bandages!!!"

"Is there a priest? Someone has severe burns! They're about to die!!"

"If you don't want to lose another leg, don't move! Lie still!!"

"Those still breathing, give us your numbers! We're about to face another battle!!"

In the still-unfinished fortifications of the second line of defense, human priests, orc and goblin shamans, some tinkerers skilled in medical instruments, night elf druids, and priestesses of the moon carried various medical supplies to and fro. The makeshift beds on the ground were filled with groaning humans and orcs, along with a small number of night elves—although Tanis's warning came very timely, the Burning Legion's flames were undoubtedly faster than the mortals' retreat. Although the night elves' reaction was also quick, before they could reach the allied forces, nearly a quarter of the allied soldiers had already lost their fighting ability in the Legion's pursuit.

"How can there be so many of these guys! I know a little about warlock tricks! Summoning Doomguards at this density is completely impossible!!"

On a high point of the second line of defense, Thrall wielded Doomhammer, summoning the power of the wind and the earth. Gale-force winds enveloped the warriors, making their arrows more accurate and deadly. The earth's protection shimmered with an earthy yellow light on the soldiers at the front lines, granting them greater durability.

"I think the reason why the Legion's demons were able to be summoned to us so quickly is because that thing flying in the sky served as a coordinate anchor point! This explains why it didn't continue to advance towards us, but instead floated motionless on the ruins of the first line of defense—once the coordinate anchor point of a mega-teleportation is locked, it cannot be moved at will."

Beside him, Jaina knelt on one knee within a magic circle used to amplify magical effects, spreading out waves of invisible spiritual energy. This special spell, invented by human mages, had the effect of stabilizing the caster's mind over a wide area, allowing them to recover more quickly from the physical and mental discomfort caused by the spell—within the druid's natural barrier, the spell's effect and range were further enhanced.

"That's really bad news. Could it get any worse?"

"The teleportation power of those massive teleportation arrays gradually increases over time until the caster can no longer control them—I don't know how much teleportation power the Burning Legion's casters can withstand, but they're probably no less capable than my master—no, I should say, no less capable than Kel'Thuzad, who summoned Archimonde from the Twisting Nether to Azeroth using the Book of Medivh."

Jaina took a deep breath and voiced her most worrying suspicion.

"So, if we don't take that thing down, Archimonde will come looking for us to 'chat' soon. Do the night elves have any ideas?"

Sal immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.

"Forget about it. A regular Raptor Druid wouldn't have a chance to get through so many Doomguards, withstand the anti-aircraft fire around the mothership, smash through its armor, and get inside..."

Meanwhile, the two of them were also at this high vantage point. Tannis's hands flew across the keyboard projected by the mechanical assistant, while she ruthlessly refuted Sal's words.

"Tannis...do you have a solution?"

Jaina understood the hidden meaning in Tennys's words.

"There is a way, but the success rate is less than 10%. If it fails, there will be no trace of the body, and the soul may even become a collectible of the Burning Legion. If it succeeds, there is no guarantee that you will come back alive."

Tennys snapped her finger, and the light screen in front of the mechanical assistant turned off.

"Less than 10 percent is enough, Tannis. Tell me your method; we don't have much time left."

Malfurion landed beside Tannis and transformed back into human form.

"High Druid, what do you mean by 'time is running out'?"

Malfurion pointed to the sky, where clusters of dark green clouds had begun to spiral in a regular pattern.

"The Burning Legion is preparing to use a massive fel storm to tear apart our natural barriers. From what I've observed, they will need at most half a day to prepare."

As Malfurion explained the dire problems the Allied forces were about to face, Tannis also spoke up.

“I will use several quantum bombs to blast open a passage, and then, riding on the Gaeboar Fist that I placed in Ratchet, which my father and the others have already equipped with as many thrusters as possible, I will rush directly along the passage created by the quantum bomb explosions toward the Burning Legion's fel mothership—if my calculations are correct, the Gaeboar Fist can at least penetrate the outer shell of the fel mothership—that way, I can enter the interior of the fel mothership.”

"This is outrageous!!"

Jaina screamed. Although she didn't know what the Fist of Gaebogar was, that didn't stop her from understanding what Tanys meant.

"Sometimes, taking a risk is the way to break the deadlock."

Tanis smiled brightly, a restless desire deep inside reminding her that she had long wanted to take advantage of the situation.

Do you need any more manpower?

Sal spoke in a deep voice.

"Manpower? It would be better to have helpers, of course. The Geboga Fist can probably carry 10 people, but even if I have my dad make some modifications to the ride, I can't guarantee that a few won't fall off during the flight."

"I see."

Thrall took a deep breath and let out a deafening roar.

"Warriors of the Orcish Horde!! Come here!!"

——————————————The Hand of Doomsday——————————————————

"Although they can put up some resistance against the legion, they are ultimately just mortals..."

Commander Arizakun of the Fel-Powered Battleship sat leisurely in his chair, his fingers rhythmically tapping the armrests, finding great satisfaction in watching mortals being crushed bit by bit.

"Mortals are so weak and powerless... Captain... But the mortals on this planet are quite worthy of study... Captain, I request permission to collect some of their remains and souls after the battle."

The chainsaw in the surgeon's hand buzzed, making his smile look even more sinister.

"Of course... what's that???"

Before Arizakun could finish speaking, clusters of bright white orbs exploded in the sky. Doomguards touched by these orbs fell to the ground in pieces, like the most worthless toys.

"They're weapons for mortals...weapons I find very interesting...ah...I can't wait...!!!"

Just as the Exciter was about to show off his engineering knowledge, the scene that appeared on the screen left even this demon dumbfounded: a huge fist-like object, trailing a messy tail of flames, crashed into the Doomsday Hand at an extremely high speed, and there were even faint human figures flickering on that fist!

"I @＃￥%￥＃……%!!! Everyone prepare for impact!!"

——————————————————Gaiboga's Fist (Part 1)————————————————

"Ha ha ha ha!!!!"

Tanya, who had bound herself tightly to the safe zone slightly behind Gaeboar's Fist, burst into loud laughter. The laughter made Jaina, who was maintaining a layer of magical shield beside her, wonder if her friend, whom she could barely call a friend, was still mentally sound.