Ranger King of Azeroth

  Chapter 770 Smolderon, this name is so familiar...

  The number of fire elemental troops on the Molten Field is relatively large, and it will take a lot of time and troops to break through here.

  The pledged army took the heavy armored troops as the vanguard, and marched steadily down to the fire elemental army that had already detected the intruders and rushed towards the hill.

  Charlemagne looked at the sky, and there were only a few fire eagles flying under the dim red sky, and they were already fighting with the Sunstrider and the Druids of the Raptor.

  Tyrande also looked up at the sky and said, "There is no suspense in the air battle. The fire elementals are not famous for air troops. As long as Malfurion and the others clear up these fire hawks, they can provide support for the ground troops."

  Charlemagne took over the conversation and said, "At the same time, it will also allow me and the demigods to seize the time to launch an assault on Bellock."

  As long as there is no entanglement from the Firehawk, Charlemagne can ride Eragon, bring the four miniaturized demigods, and directly parachute to the catastrophe of the world to kill Bellock.

  Charlemagne's plan is actually very simple to say, it is nothing more than using the cowardly manager Exotus.

  After letting him die, Ragnaros did not kill him because of the strong enemy, and he returned to the Firelands after the war and let him continue to manage it.

  Although Exotus is a typical coward, his management and overall planning abilities have always been affirmed by Ragnaros. There are not too many mistakes and omissions, and Ragnaros is too lazy to change people.

  In order not to arouse vigilance, the demigods did not join the battle in the Molten Field for the time being. Anyway, it seems that the mortals who made the oath can still hold on.

  With heavy mechs at the front, it is not a big problem to hold the front line with their defensive capabilities.

  The task Charlemagne gave them this time was not to attack the fortifications, but to firmly guard the front for their comrades in arms. They did not live up to the expectations of the regent, and they carried the big shield and planted a solid nail on the front line.

  The stability of the battle line gave the cavalry of Liadrin and Maraad a chance to perform. Encouraged by the female man's loud voice, the Paladins set their targets on the group of fire demon spellcasters behind the enemy's position.

  The Ranger Troops and the Mage Corps have almost never stopped, and have been providing strong fire support to the frontline soldiers.

   At the same time, the recovery druid also concentrates on healing the wounded comrades in front, trying to ensure that they can continue to participate in the battle in a good state.

Charlemagne looked at the situation below with his chin in his hand and said, "The battle situation is still stable for the time being, but... those Molten Lords must find a way to solve it, otherwise, with their huge size, once they rush into the position, it is likely to cause greater chaos. "

   "Leave this group of lava giants to us!"

  Alleria came up from behind with her two younger sisters, and volunteered to kill the Molten Lord.

  Charlemagne turned his head in surprise, "But after you left..."

  Sirvanas shrugged and said, "There are two old fritters in command, Jialinde and Aunt Eleanor, so don't worry about the troops."

  Charlemagne looked at the increasingly sparse fire hawks above his head and the lava giant gradually approaching the front line, and nodded after a little pondering, "Okay, but you must pay attention to safety, and it's almost time for me to attack."

"Elisande and Tyrande, after I leave, the command will be handed over to you for the time being. I don't want to cause too many big results, just maintain the balance of power. As long as Ragnaros dies, the lords behind these fire elemental troops may soon be defeated." Then you start thinking of other things.”

Tyrande replied solemnly, "Leave it to us, and you have to be careful. Even with the help of demigods, they can't show their full strength in this elemental world. You must give full play to Ragnaros." Spirit."

  Charlemagne smiled and kissed Tyrande on the face, "Don't worry, you know me, if I'm not sure, I won't take the risk."

   At this moment, Charlemagne suddenly felt a sharp gaze. When he started to look around, he found that the owner of the gaze came from the sky...it was the arch druid Malfurion.

  ‘As expected, this guy hasn’t completely relieved yet…’

Not having time to complain about the resentment of the Great Druid of the Green Wind, Charlemagne lightly patted Eragon on his neck, and the Starlight Dragon quickly grew in size. Charlemagne immediately jumped onto Eragon's back, four The miniature creatures with two heads also jumped into Charlemagne's arms.

   "Let's go! Be careful to avoid the remaining fire hawks in the air, and don't get entangled with them!"

   "No problem, Charlemagne."

   When Charlemagne charged in from the air, he could observe the situation throughout the Land of Fire more clearly.

Fire elemental lords everywhere have taken action one after another. Except for the flame spider queen Bestilak, who had a bad relationship with the fire elemental, sticking to her lair in the northwest, Lord Leolis on the southeast high platform has sent his son Pai Ross headed down the hill.

  The fire demon hunter Shane Knox, who wandered throughout the Firelands, also rushed to the battlefield with his two lava dogs, Limb and Crazy Face.

  Of course, there must be more than these fire elemental lords, but Charlemagne only knows these few guys with more typical appearances, the others... how do I know who you are.

   All the way avoiding the remaining fire hawks and crossing the Molten Field, Charlemagne and his party soon came to the earthly catastrophe courtyard guarded by Bellock.

  Probably because a large number of guards were sent to the front by Bellock, when Charlemagne jumped off Eragon and landed, there were only two fire element lords who looked very similar in the entire courtyard.

  The painting styles of these two fire elements are obviously different from others. The windy flaming wings, the tightly covered metal helmet on the head, and the armor covering the hands, feet and waist look more powerful.

  Among them, the one with lighter flames stared blankly at Eragon in the sky, obviously not reacting for a moment.

  Although he couldn't see the other party's expression under the helmet, Charlemagne guessed...he should be confused.

Another gatekeeper with orange flames all over his body stood up first, he held a strangely shaped giant sword across his chest, and said vigilantly, "Mortal, do you know what you are doing? Behind is Ragnar Rose's Temple..."

  Charlemagne waved his hand impatiently, "Okay, I don't need you to explain the number of water words, I know very well, you two... who is Bellrock?"

The previously bewildered flame giant came back to his senses, and he also pulled out a giant sword from behind and said, "I am Bellock, and this is my son, Smodron, a mortal. If you want to challenge the master, you must first pass the battle." This is my level, Smodron, you step back."

   "But, father..."

   "Back off!"

"yes…"

  From the attitude of the fire elemental lord named Smodron, Charlemagne frowned, seeing something was wrong, and the name... he always felt as if he had heard it somewhere.

   But now is not the time to think about other things. Bellock's attitude proves that he is a diehard Ragnaros loyalist. It seems that he cannot move forward unless he is killed.

  Charlemagne looked at Eragon floating in the sky and the four wilderness demigods who stretched out their heads to observe the situation here, shrugged at Bellock, took Solidar from behind and aimed at him.

   "I don't want to talk nonsense, I don't have much time, since you want to be loyal to Ragnaros, then I will help you!"

   "Whoosh!"