The blazing ferocious war hammer.

"Stupid orc! Trying to cut off the great elemental link! You are provoking Ragnaros's power!"

This illusion of the fire element was none other than Ragnaros, the Fire Demon King. As expected, the Blood Demon's arrogant behavior woke him up immediately. He raised the warhammer in his hand high and smashed it towards the Altar of Storms.

The flaming lava flying all over the sky submerged all the mountains around the Storm Altar in an instant.

"Suffer death!"

The scorching flames in front of Tyrion's eyes spread across the sky, and the scorching heat that hit his face made the entire land ablaze. The death knight couldn't help but stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, but the war hammer was about to hit the Altar of Storms.

The moment before, the extremely suppressed roar of the Blood Demon also sounded in the intertwining illusions. Along with his roar, the magic storm formed by the curse code that was nearing its end pierced the Burning Plain like a sharp knife.

underground.

The magic that destroyed the world of Draenor once again showed its power in Azeroth...

"Lord of the Fire Demon! Go back to your prison!"

"boom"

The scorching light between Tyrion's fingers flashed away, and the death knight raised his head. The illusion of the Fire Demon King in the sky had disappeared, and the erupting magma quickly cooled down.
Chapter completed!