Self-discipline is king in horse riding and slashing

"...How dare you ignore me? Then don't even think about living!"

The Knight Goddess and the Divine Knights behind her were still far away from the vanguard of Tzeentch's army, but his heart was already dead.

Dukat, who was almost drowned by fear, used all his strength in madness to summon the "Key Stone" of the portal in his custody.

Crack! The Tzeentch army leader showed a cruel smile and crushed the "key stone" in his hand.

However, the shock that was supposed to occur did not occur as expected.

This... is impossible, absolutely impossible, this is given to me by Lord Eternal Watcher himself... absolutely...

Ducat, whose crazy smile instantly turned into an emo face, had no chance to finish his crazy rebuttal in his heart.

"See, this is the nature of demonic scum!"

After a flash of golden light, the sealed soul of the Tzeentch army leader was pulled out of his body.

His body was recovered by two magical "helicopters" suspended in the air.

I saw two spherical floating magic robots, one on the left and one on the right, effortlessly tearing a God King level 1 Slaanesh demon into two halves.

Then, he pressed it into squares like kneading dough and stuffed it into the storage area of ​​the helicopter.

The corpse of a demon has many uses. The higher the level of the "material", the more resources it can disassemble after purification.

This point was already understood by all members of the temple 20,000 years ago.

As for the core solution to dismantle the demon, it is provided by the Chosen One of Holy Light who possesses a "portable decomposition machine".

The reason why the disassembly method has become so popular is also related to the Chaos Demon itself...

Although they have flesh and blood, they are ultimately made up of magical energy, even though a large portion of demons are fragments of the four Chaos Gods.

"Okay Uncle Chen, stop preaching. When can we go to the front line?"

The pilot who spoke was a Pandaman, a sub-human race not commonly seen in the auxiliary army.

"Lili, please be more patient. If you hadn't damaged our Lightforge War Mech, why would I be squeezed in here?"

The other pilot of the magic helicopter was also a panda, but compared to his petite companion, his huge body seemed like it would burst out at any time.

"Uncle Chen, you bring this up again! I didn't do it on purpose, the master said it's okay..."

These two are the new heroes drawn from 8 "Random God Cards", a pair of Pandaren uncle and nephew from the Wandering Isle of Azeroth.

Good at giving, the Brewmaster Martial God Chen Storm Brew can heal himself while absorbing a lot of damage,

The goddess of mist, Lili Stormstout, is good at healing, but turns into a "wild dog form" when the enemy approaches.

The two heroes from the same time and space gave Chen Sheng enough surprises.

Apart from the fact that he already had a good impression of the two, the consumption of the linked "random divine cards" was what surprised him the most.

At that time, he only used one card, but strangely, he consumed two at the same time.

Fortunately, one of his two favorite roles came out...

"Alright, alright, hurry up and follow us. We can't be exposed right now. This time, you mustn't mess around again."

Excessive energy, love of life, love of trouble, curiosity greater than a cat, and an inability to resist new adventures are the characteristics of this mistweaver goddess who attracted all the native panda people as soon as she appeared.

She was like this in her previous life, and has not changed at all in this life.

This made Chen Sheng, who knew her past at a glance, guess why her uncle was summoned together.

The answer, of course, is that "Old Chen" can't let go of his only relative.

In the story of this legendary Pandaren Brewmaster, he went through untold hardships and arrived in Pandaria, but what greeted him was not his beautiful homeland,

Instead, the corrupt land had long been polluted by the ancient gods, and the Storm Brewery had long been decayed. Naturally, he would never see his homeland and relatives that he had always longed for again.

Lili, who has been practicing "Walking on the Wind" since she was a child, is the boxing-crazy "Wild Dog", who specializes in "Weaving the Mist", which heals others and the earth.

After that day, Azeroth had one more Pandaren duo who swore to fight against the Old Gods, the Void, and Chaos.

Unfortunately, even when they grew to a height that no one in Azeroth had ever reached, they still failed to realize their ideals...

Unfortunately, the Mists of Pandaria timeline still could not escape the fate of being completely dominated by chaos.

Fortunately, they had the opportunity to be reborn and return to Pandaria.

"Don't worry, Uncle Chen. I won't mess it up this time."

Lili, who would have definitely retorted arrogantly in the past, was unusually calm and responded seriously.

This made Old Chen, who had been worrying about the aftermath of the incident, extremely surprised and relieved.

Chen Sheng arranged six pairs of people like the panda uncle and nephew who hid in the Temple Alliance and served as ordinary soldiers, including himself.

Twelve weak level lv12 order gods and eight mortal gods waiting to use their "incomplete godhood" are all the high-end combat forces of the Holy Light Pantheon after the "wave of fat".

The battle in the Tzeentch plane that was raided by the Templar Alliance ended faster than anyone expected.

"Did we win?"

From the first victory in the Mortal Battlefield, to the annihilation of the army before the Mortal Barrier appeared, to the Eternal Battlefield that has lasted for 2 years.

It seemed that the Holy Temple had been fighting against the Chaos Demons all along and had achieved major victories before. However, although these were real achievements, they always made them feel that something was missing.

Until today, until a small plane in the realm of Tzeentch was completely conquered by them.

"We have won, and in the future, we will surely have more victories!"

Werewolves with white hair are rare in the extraordinary world. A gorgeous white werewolf wearing a crown, smoking a cigar, holding a magic-forbidden stone pistol in his left hand and a star-gold sword in his right hand is even rarer.

"Hey, Uncle King, don't you think you're conspicuous like this?"

The world to which the heroes summoned by 8 random god cards belong is relatively average.

Azeroth, the Mandate of Man, Valoran... and Warhammer.

At this moment, the one who was complaining to the demihuman commander was a Yodel with a huge magic on his head.

Compared to the white werewolf's gorgeous and elegant attire, the little man with only the magic hat standing out is not very conspicuous in the established Lightforged Yodel Legion.

"Oh~ sorry, how about this?"

As the white werewolf spoke, he blew out a smoke ring, and immediately, he turned into a more handsome human king.

"Uh... I think it's better for you to change back..."

Yodel, who was once "jokingly called" purple garlic by his own people, was even more speechless.

In order to set an example, she reached out and replaced her big magic hat with an ordinary yet sophisticated little beret.