"Die—insignificant ants!"
Nesario roared as he swept across the battlefield from above, where flames soared and scorched the skies, lava and fire covering everything.
The power of the End of the World—Cataclysm!
A corridor of fire burned a path of ashes directly through the Adventurers' formation.
Countless Adventurers cried out, turning to ash amidst the flames.
With this strike, Deathwing instantly killed thousands of Adventurers, shocking the entire field.
But as time passed, countless Adventurers began to log in extensively. Although the loss of these thousands was immense, it quickly was filled by new Adventurers, and within the fire corridors, golden and red protective shields emerged, guarding people below from the flames.
"Hold on everyone, the enemy is about to collapse!"
"For Azeroth!"
"For the Holy Light!"
"For the equipment!"
