Oprresion

"Is it relying on Lord Aiden?"

"Mhm—"

"He's more powerful than the Guardian Dragons?" Alleria looked disbelieving.

"You don't believe it?"

Alleria crossed her arms, her expression already saying everything.

"Ha, then just watch and see." Khadgar didn't tell Alleria that even the Guardian Dragons probably knew they weren't as strong as Aiden.

However, Alleria hadn't experienced the unimaginable calamities from the 18th year after the Dark Portal, when the Scourge showed its first signs, to the end of the great cataclysm in the 24th year after the Dark Portal.

Compared to the disasters of these past few years, the First War, the Second War, and the subsequent expedition across the Dark Portal were only average in terms of both urgency and intensity of the war.

It wasn't just Khadgar and Alleria who were curious; Khasim and Kayle were also very curious. Although both of them seemed like the kind of heroes who didn't like gossip and were very serious, who doesn't have a little curiosity?

Kayle felt it was necessary to know exactly how much power the commander's current spell possessed, so that she could better judge how the subsequent battle should be fought.

So she directly asked Aiden.

"I'm extracting air!"

Aiden replied with a straight face.

"Ah?"

"Air?"

The others all looked puzzled.

Alleria even said, "But Your Excellency, I have dealt with the Black Sun Legion. Apart from the Twilight's Hammer cultists, the other monsters of the Black Sun Legion don't rely too much on air."

She subtly questioned the actions of this supreme commander.

The Faceless Ones and Flamebringers don't need to breathe, and even the Qiraji have very low air requirements because they live underground year-round. She felt that even if Aiden could make all the enemies unable to breathe, it would probably only have the effect of suffocating the possibly two or three thousand, maybe four or five thousand, Twilight's Hammer cultists among them.

But even that would be difficult to achieve, because this army of 200,000 is very widely distributed, stretching across dozens of square kilometers of land. To extract the air from such a large area would be a pipe dream, to say the least, or at least as difficult as ascending to heaven.

What's more, the United Forces of Silithus at Kadar Outpost need to breathe. If an improper operation were to cause them to be unable to breathe, the fun would be great.

Aiden continued to manipulate the gem and scepter, and at the same time asked back, "Who among you has broken through the atmosphere and entered the Void?"

"The Void" does not refer to the Twisting Nether, but to outer space. Who would go to outer space for no reason? After all, it's not a good place.

"I've been there." Khadgar raised his hand.

Back then, they went on an expedition to Draenor to eliminate Ner'zhul, but this guy ended up opening portals randomly in the most densely woven area of Draenor's magic net, causing the rampant arcane energy to tear the entire world apart. This is how Outland was formed.

Many species were unfortunately swallowed by the Void. Khadgar was also one of the unfortunate ones, but fortunately, his teacher Medivh—or rather, Sargeras—had extensive experience in dealing with the Void. Khadgar also learned a few spells, which allowed him to survive in the Void and eventually return to Outland.

But that was truly a terrible memory, and he never wanted to go to that hellish place again.

"I've been there too." Khasim also spoke up.

"I." Kayle only uttered one syllable.

Alleria looked left and right, and exclaimed, "Am I the only one who hasn't entered the Void?"

Aiden said, "The environment of the Void is very harsh, filled with various harmful rays, and the temperature is extremely low. The time that ordinary people can survive in the Void is very, very limited. It could be a few seconds, a dozen seconds, but at most only a few minutes."

"That's right." Khadgar nodded in agreement.

"And you must be very clear about the feeling of walking in the Void—no gravity, drifting everywhere, unable to find direction, difficult to control oneself."

Khadgar couldn't help but recall that terrible meeting at that time, and couldn't help but shudder.

If he hadn't been lucky enough back then, he would probably have become a frozen corpse drifting everywhere in the Void.

Aiden said, "What I want to say is that I will create a Void-like environment by extracting the air within a specified range—although there is no extremely low temperature and harmful rays, the Void itself can quickly kill these enemies."

The Void, that is, outer space, Earthlings have been studying it for hundreds of years, and are very familiar with the characteristics of outer space and the vacuum environment. Although Aiden is not a specialized physicist, he also knows that normal organisms will die quickly in a vacuum environment.

The reason why he chose to kill the enemy by extracting the air within a specified range is because in the system of Sargeras's scepter and gem, this method consumes the least energy, and at the same time, the casting speed is very fast, and the coverage area can also be very large.

And this only requires reading a model—that is, "air"!

Although Alleria had never been to the Void, she could see that this supreme commander who descended from the sky was by no means an ordinary person—if Aiden was really as powerful as Khadgar said, even more powerful than the Guardian Dragons, then what he could do was certainly more than just casting a spell that would eliminate a fraction of the enemy.

After all, a loss of a fraction is insignificant to the Black Sun Legion.

Even Aiden himself couldn't tolerate it—even if he righteously summoned the Holy Sanctuary, relying on swords and spells under the shroud of Holy Light, he could still achieve more results than that. Since he had taken out the Scepter of Sargeras and the gem, he naturally had to give the Black Sun Legion a big surprise!

After several hours of marching, the vanguard of the Black Sun Legion had approached the alert range of the Qatar Outpost. In at most a dozen minutes, the two sides would engage in battle.

And at this moment, Aiden was ready and could cast spells at any time!

—

At the same time, in the direction of the Black Sun Legion's main force attack, the servants of the Old Gods had been at war with the Burning Legion for more than an hour.

The front line of the demon army was already very close to the Myriad Mountains, so the time of engagement would naturally be greatly advanced.

However, the battle situation seemed to be more unfavorable to the demon side. In just an hour and a half, the first line of defense of the Burning Legion had already been breached by the Black Sun Legion. Facing the overwhelming Black Sun Legion, even the Burning Legion had to temporarily avoid its sharp edge.

In the main camp, Dread Lord Drakul, as an adjutant, delivered the front-line news to his master as soon as possible:

"Great Master, our first line of defense has been breached. The Sixth Legion has lost more than half of its forces, and the Ninth Legion has also suffered 40% casualties."

Medivh, holding the Guardian's legendary staff, calmly adjusted his robe and cloak and replied, "Let them retreat to the second line of defense and continue to resist!"

"As you command, Great Master!" the Dread Lord replied.

Medivh said, "I'm going out for a while. Let the legion commanders handle the battle with the Old Gods themselves. There's no need to report to me. I believe you have fought with different Old Gods for so many years and already understand their methods. Don't bother me with such trivial matters anymore!"

"Yes, as you command, Great Master!" Drakul immediately responded in fear and trepidation. Seeing Medivh walking out, the Dread Lord immediately bowed, "Farewell, Master!"

—

On the other side, at the Qatar Outpost, the soldiers of the Shirethe Alliance were on high alert in the hillside fortifications. The expressions on each soldier's face were extremely firm and resolute. They were armed with faith, and even without a numerical advantage, they were not afraid at all.

The air force units of the Black Sun Legion and the Violet Flame Legion had already entered the designated battlefield first, but these flying monsters did not launch an attack rashly. They were air units, and of course, they could only exert their powerful power when they cooperated with the ground forces. After another dozen minutes, the vanguard of the Black Sun Legion arrived at the foot of Mount Qatar in a rumbling sound, and under the orders of their respective officers, they gathered together, lined up in neat formations, forming square formations.

"I like enemies like this," Aiden couldn't help but smile, "The denser the better!"

After all, this is a fantasy-style world, and the form of war has not evolved into the mature era of hot weapons. If the Black Sun Legion were arranged in skirmish lines, the density would be reduced by several times, so Aiden would find it difficult to achieve the intended killing effect in his mind.

The Black Sun Legion was obviously not in a hurry. Even though the vanguard of more than 20,000 Evil God servants had completed their formation, they were not in a hurry to launch an attack. After all, the various lines of defense on Mount Qatar, plus the fortresses and strongholds on the top of the mountain, housed a total of more than 80,000 elite Shirethe Alliance troops. And the teleportation array was still running continuously, and more troops were rushing to this battlefield from other places.

Investing 20,000 troops in the attack sounded like a lot, but as the attacking side, I am afraid it would not have any obvious effect.

"The commander of the Black Sun Legion is really patient," Turalyon couldn't help but admire.

He was beside Aiden at this time, as were the leaders of the Shirethe Alliance. Now everyone knew that Aiden had prepared a "big gift" for the enemy, but how much effect this gift could have would only be known after actual combat verification.

They were all very curious and wanted to witness this scene.

Zodang General Nasbir said, "If we didn't have a trump card, the Black Sun Legion's move to besiege without attacking and constantly increase its forces would put tremendous psychological pressure on us. Once more than 100,000 troops surround Mount Qatar and launch the strongest attack directly without probing, I am afraid that once our defending side suffers a setback, it will be devastated. The Qatar Fortress may be broken in one fell swoop."

Nasbir's speculation was completely in line with the Black Sun Legion commander's idea. That was exactly what it wanted to do—it was not afraid of being guessed by mortals, because this was a righteous conspiracy, and even if it was guessed, there was no way to prevent it.

Unless the other party was completely unaffected by morale!

But how could mortal troops not be affected by morale?

Fear, anxiety, hesitation…as long as they were mortals, no matter how firm their faith was, their confidence would be shattered by irresistible power.

Then, these mortals would completely collapse!

The Black Sun Legion commander left an 80,000-strong reserve, and the remaining 150,000 troops were rushed to the front line. The dark mass of the Black Sun Legion surrounded Mount Qatar, occupying thousands of hectares of land, densely packed, making people fearful.

Just as the Black Sun Legion commander thought, some of the mortal warriors were already trembling and praying to Mu'sha.