Chapter 616: The Joy of Fire (a 10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)
The Key of March, a magic weapon divided into three moon crystals, is also the key for the Scourge to pass through the elven gate to the silver The final key necessary for Moon City.
They are secretly stored in three treasure halls in Quel'Thalas, and each treasure hall is located at the intersection of the magic paths, and its appearance is very similar to the sunwell.
In other words, these halls are small sunwells, maintaining the "Bandinorel" magic barrier that has protected the high elves for thousands of years.
All the magical paths are like the arteries of the earth, but the flow is not blood, but pure magical energy originating from the core of the planet under your feet.
This is a secret that only a handful of high-level elven mages know, and not even the dwarves, humans, and gnomes who are allies.
But now, just because of Darkan Drasil's betrayal, the powerful magical barrier that even the Lich King and Arthas had no control over was easily disintegrated.
Due to the help of the leading party, the natural disaster army does not even need to attack these temples with powerful magic guards. They only need to send a few death knights and necromancers to follow them inside, and then launch a sudden attack to kill them. Death Guard, and then you can easily get the crystal key you want.
Antyras, Andalus, Anoverion...
In less than four days, all three temples fell, and the mages, guards and arcane puppets stationed there All were killed and injured, and even early warning news was not sent out in time.
Facts have proved that when a country is invaded by a foreign enemy, there is nothing more fatal than the appearance of traitors at the top levels of the country.
Although Ranger General Sylvanas alone bought some time for Silvermoon City by blowing up the bridge, the High Elf Council still did not pass the emergency recruitment act to gather all the mages to form a legion to deal with any situation. The natural disaster army may come to kill them.
You must know that after the massacre in the Land of Ghosts and Eversong Forest, Arthas's army is no longer just skeletons, ghouls, zombies, shadows, ghosts, stitched abominations, and crypt demons. Ground units.
Through the slaughter of forest trolls, he also obtained more powerful units such as giant bear zombies, death dragon eagles and giant eagles transformed by the plague.
These were originally raptors and beasts domesticated by the Amani trolls, but now they are all forced to join the Scourge and become the elites who are about to invade Silvermoon City and start a massacre.
After thousands of years, the trolls finally wanted to take revenge on their old enemies in another way.
I just don’t know if they will be happy about it.
Looking at the rushing river in front of him and the beautiful female elf standing on the other side of the river bank, as well as the perseverance revealed in her eyes, Alsace revealed a teasing smile.
I saw that he just raised Frostmourne in his hand and pointed it into the river, and thousands of zombies and ghouls around him jumped into the water one after another.
One of them grabbed the other's leg, and they actually sank underwater and hugged the stone to avoid being washed away by the current.
The undead behind stepped on the corpses of the same kind and continued to advance, and climbed to the other side through this relay method.
When a link made of corpses appeared, the rest of the undead creatures rushed into the river and used their bodies to build a link that was strong enough to hold meat grinders, ballistas, catapults and other heavy equipment. The bridge through which siege engines passed.
No!
It should be said that it is a road!
Because even the rapid river water has been intercepted by countless undead armies.
The sight that was so nerve-wracking made Sylvanas look in disbelief.
The most important thing is that the many corpses soaked in the water have even polluted the river.
Countless plagues quickly infected and transformed the fish, turtles and crabs in the water, making them extremely dangerous and aggressive.
It can be foreseen that if the villages downstream accidentally drink the water from the river, the entire village will inevitably be infected, and eventually they will all be transformed into soldiers of the undead natural disaster.
Like a general who was about to win, Alsace rode his undead horse invincibly across the road built by countless undead to the other side of the river.
At this moment, his mind couldn't help but recall the tragic jump in one winter, when Wudi stepped on the frozen rocks and stumbled and fell, eventually breaking his leg and falling to the ground screaming in pain.
At that time, I was so desperate that I almost suffocated, and even had to cry and pierce the heart of my best friend and best companion with a sharp sword.
But everything is different now.
He is no longer the fragile mortal who was tortured by guilt and shame to the point of mental collapse, and Invincible is no longer the ordinary animal that will be injured and die.
Both one person and one horse are much stronger than before.
The invincible that was once lost will live on in the world forever, serving its master as always, and will never feel hunger, thirst and pain, nor will it age or die.
This is the most perfect state in the world - eternity.
Alsace, who was once a prince, will be able to do whatever he wants without worrying about his father's silent opposition, hearing Uther's pedantic reproaches, and not even Jaina's questioning gaze...
He enjoys this kind of freedom and unrestraint, enjoys the satisfaction brought by breaking all rules and secular ethics, and is eager to go against the grain and do all the things he did not dare to do before, whether it is massacre or destroying everything that others value most. .
The only price that needs to be paid is to be loyal to the Lich King and serve his plan.
"Forward!"
The Death Knight immediately gave the order to the growing legion after successfully crossing the river.
With the collapse of the Elf Gate and the magic barrier, now there is only Silvermoon City standing between him and the Sunwell.
What he has to do is completely raze this elven city that has gone through countless wars and has never been truly captured to the ground, to prove the unrivaled power of the Lich King and the Scourge.
Nothing can defeat death!
The hope, light, and justice that those creatures are proud of are nothing more than insignificant dust in the face of cold and ruthless death.
With this thought, Arthas glanced at the ranger general who had begun to retreat with a look full of contempt.
Although this elf who was good at archery caused him a lot of trouble, it only delayed the march of the army.
The other side didn't even dare to fight head-on.
The only thing that can be done is to continue sneak attacks, harassment, and find ways to burn down the siege equipment that can pose a huge threat to Silver Moon City.
"Damn it! It seems that the plan that was originally expected to be delayed for a day or two has failed. If this continues, they will all be able to complete the crossing in a few hours at most. No, I have to notify others immediately."
Seeing that the undead army had begun to cross the river, Sylvanas did not dare to stop for even a second, and immediately turned around and headed to a nearby village to organize the evacuation of civilians.
Having witnessed with her own eyes the horrors of places raided by the Scourge, she knew very well that Zuo Si was right.
The safest way at this stage is to first transfer a large number of civilians who have no fighting capacity.
No matter whether Silvermoon City can be defended or not, it can at least ensure that Quel'Thalas will not be wiped out in one battle if the worst happens, and there will still be a chance for a comeback.
Similarly, moving living civilians away can also prevent them from being killed and indirectly increasing the number and strength of the undead army.
With this thought in mind, General Ranger and her men, regardless of the poor physical and mental exhaustion from fighting guerrilla warfare in Alsace for several days, quickly dispersed one by one to notify the civilians in the surrounding villages and towns, and immediately Throw away unnecessary belongings and start migrating to the largest port in Yongsong Forest.
Because there is really not much time left for them.
Although the terrifying number of undead legions is far from fast, the most terrifying thing about these guys is that they don’t need to rest or eat, and they won’t be exhausted from traveling long distances.
Whether it is day or night, windy or rainy, whether the road becomes muddy, it makes no difference to a group of undead creatures.
Likewise, Sylvanas realized that she had to do something to buy the refugees time to escape.
Otherwise, once thousands of civilians without combat effectiveness are overtaken or intercepted during the transfer process, the consequences will be catastrophic.
It is time to make the necessary sacrifices to protect Quel'Thalas like her eldest sister Alleria...
Sylvanas quickly made a decision in her heart Decide.
As a member of the Windrunner family, she understands that this is the responsibility she must bear and the fate she cannot escape.
...
There is no doubt that the shattering of the Elf Gate, the collapse of the magic barrier, and the rapidly approaching Scourge Legion have made Silvermoon City, which was peaceful and peaceful before, suddenly become nervous.
Even Prince Kael'thas, who has always had no independent opinions and always gave people a feeling of indecision, had to hold an emergency meeting to discuss building a defense system, and at the same time urgently sent people to the Sunwell to destroy himself. Please come back, my father.
Although he is several human lifetimes old, in the eyes of veterans who are often two to three thousand years old, he is still a "youngster" without any experience, and he is not qualified to replace Anasteria Sun. to handle such an important matter.
After all, the latter led the high elves to decide to form an alliance with humans to turn the tide and win the war with the trolls. Otherwise, Quel'Thalas would have been completely destroyed thousands of years ago, and there would be no chance of it happening. It has its present glory.
It is precisely because of the brilliant achievements of Anasteria that the people and parliamentarians are unwilling to believe anyone except him at the current critical moment.
Unless the old king truly dies, Kael'thas will always be just a prince and will have no chance to touch power.
This is also the biggest difference between him and Alsace.
Although they are both crown princes, the latter is the son of King Terenas.
According to the average human lifespan, Arthas does not need to wait until the age of thirty to 100% inherit the throne and become the supreme ruler of the Kingdom of Lordaeron.
But Kael'thas could only wait patiently, and even left his country to find another job in Dalaran because he had nothing to do.
Because in the king and parliament system of the high elves, he, the prince, could not find a position even for himself. He was more like a spare tire just in case.
So Kael'thas didn't like staying in Silvermoon City, and even rarely came back after settling in Dalaran.
Because he can't find his own value here and is full of confusion about the future of his long life.
But in Dalaran, he is not only a member of the Kirin Tor Council, but also the respected mentor of countless human mages and apprentices. He can feel his importance from the eyes and tone of the people around him all the time. .
But now, the elf prince, who had just finished the emergency meeting and was already exhausted, appeared in front of Zuo Si and was pouring out his bitterness.
“My dear friend, you have no idea how difficult and difficult the questions raised by those congressmen are.
I don’t know how my father has endured it all these years.
To be honest, I'm really glad that I don't have to bear such heavy responsibilities and obligations. I can do whatever I want every day.
But the problem is that Arthas and his Scourge have broken through. All the magic barriers and Elven Gate defenses will arrive in Silvermoon City in a few days
Apart from concentrating on fighting, I had no other option. "
"Immediately recall the high-level elven mages in Dalaran, and then gather them all to build a defensive circle composed of ice, fire, arcane energy, and thunder and lightning.
With the infinite supply of mana from the Sunwell, no matter how many undead there are, it is impossible for them to rush in.
This is your only chance to hold on or even win.
If you miss it, then the fall of Silvermoon City will only be a matter of time.
I believe you should have learned from Sylvanas's report that a traitor has appeared within the high elves.
Otherwise, it would have been absolutely impossible for Arthas to break through the magical barrier that had protected Quel'Thalas for thousands of years in such a short period of time, and accurately find the three temples where the keys were kept. He grabbed it with the speed of his ear. ”
Zuo Si tried for the last time to persuade the equally tragic prince in front of him, as well as the High Elf Council who still didn’t shed tears without seeing the coffin.
Through the eyes of church pastors and believers , he has learned that refugees are beginning to appear one after another in Yangfan Port.
Although the number is not large, less than two thousand, it is enough to show that the ranger troops sent out are about to be exhausted. Lived.
Kael'thas smiled bitterly and shook his head and explained: "Sorry, this goes against our laws and traditions to protect the interests of all mages.
What's more, it's too late to think about it now.
That's it. Half an hour ago, the council had passed a resolution to seal off the entire Silver Moon City and activate the magic defense system.
Therefore, all teleportation magic will be banned.
This is to prevent enemies from using it. The traitor's knowledge of the city is transferred in to launch the raid.
Therefore, the high elf mages of Dalaran have no way to rush back through the portal, and the same is true for those mages living in other magic spires in Eversong Forest.
I suggest you leave as soon as possible before the enemy reaches the city. ”
When saying these words, the elf prince’s tone was full of bitterness and helplessness.
After all, there is nothing more painful than clearly seeing the problem but being unable to solve it. .
As a genius mage, Kael'thas cannot be a fool. He has long known that in addition to the traitor Darkan Drasil, there must be others in the council who secretly join the enemy. Guy.
But the question is what can be done now?
A thorough investigation with great fanfare?
Not only will it be impossible to find the betrayer in a short period of time, but it may also cause internal chaos, which will eventually lead to panic and even organizational defense problems.
What's more, the ruling method of the high elves is not the feudal system that emphasizes the authority of the monarch like the Kingdom of Lordaeron, but a parliamentary politics similar to a constitutional monarchy.
The legislative and executive powers are both in the hands of the Parliament. Even the king must be authorized by the Parliament to issue decrees, assemble troops, and launch wars.
This means that once a problem arises in the parliament, it is absolutely impossible to solve it quickly.
What's more, there are already many factions in the parliament, and fights and noises are unavoidable even on weekdays. Fighting and attacking each other are commonplace, and it is completely impossible to tell who is the traitor who has been bribed.
So we can only pretend that we don’t know what to do, continue to maintain the superficial unity, and first find a way to defend Silver Moon City.
Unlike Arthas, who always had the right to choose his destiny, Kael'thas, the elf prince, never had much choice.
He is more like a poor guy who is constantly driven away and can only choose between the worst and the not-so-worse path.
The former means quick death, while the latter means death after suffering enough pain and suffering.
Through these few days of observation, Zuo Si has obviously learned about the political system within Silver Moon City that has experienced thousands of years of class solidification and the monopoly of all rights and resources by powerful families.
Unless a war breaks out and all these upper ruling classes die, there is no internal force that can reverse the current situation.
In fact, the reason why Kael'thas was able to quickly take power and become the leader of the blood elves after Quel'Thalas suffered its annihilation was thanks to the massacre Arthas caused in Silvermoon City.
It was the latter who unintentionally helped the former clear all obstacles to power.
Many times the cruel reality is so ironic and full of black humor.
Things that may be considered bad by most people may actually have a positive effect;
And those things that people think are good may have extremely bad effects. of.
However, Zuo Si did not follow Kael'thas's advice and leave Silvermoon City, which was destined to fall, but chose to stay.
Because he wanted to see what Arthas has become today, and what the difference is between Ner'zhul, the first Lich King's ability to control the minds of undead creatures, and the mind flayer mastermind.
In addition, the tens of thousands of high elves gathered in Silvermoon City also need a way to retreat at critical moments.
After all, the other party once helped the human refugees in Lordaeron open a new home in Stranglethorn Vale.
In return, Zuo Si naturally had to ensure the survival of a part of the elf population.
The most important thing is that he does not want to see this race with unparalleled magical talent being forced to join the tribe as it was in the original timeline.
You must know that both orcs and trolls were once the mortal enemies of the elves, the objects of their extreme hatred and contempt.
Therefore, the blood elves' decision to join the tribe is essentially equivalent to having to humiliatingly put aside their grudges and fight side by side with their former mortal enemies for the survival and continuation of the entire race.
Just thinking about that kind of entanglement makes people feel full of pain and struggle.
Especially the high elves still have a long life span, and many of them have relatives or friends who died during the orc invasion. But after joining the tribe, they had to force themselves to smile at the ugly green-skinned faces, resisting nausea and the urge to spit, shaking hands and hugging each other to express the mutual respect between allies. trust.
This is why Zuo Si has always firmly believed that Garithos, a mentally retarded person, has done a heinous crime and pushed a good traditional ally into the enemy camp.
It would be nice if the Kingdom of Lordaeron could be successfully recovered in the end, after all, the winner would not be blamed.
But the question is how could he be the opponent of Sylvanas after the blackening in terms of playing tricks. Not only was he directly counter-killed and ruined the alliance's valuable troops, but it also led to the conflict between Tirisfal Glades and Silver. The northern part of the pine forest fell completely.
But now that there is Calia, the new Queen of Lordaeron, Garithos has no chance to obtain the highest command of the coalition forces. He is just the temporary commander of an army, and even before he gets the order, They can't leave the military camp, so naturally they have no chance to become an oversized shit stick.
With the idea of turning the entire high elf race into his followers, Zuo Si quickly got in touch with the high elf female mages who had reached an agreement, and built a direct link in two of the mage towers. The portal of the Contract City of Stranglethorn Vale.
Of course, currently, the defense system of Silvermoon City is activated, so these portals are temporarily unable to function.
But as long as the city gate is breached, the two portals can become a fast passage for citizens to evacuate.
Less than four hours after the two portals were built, the Dragon Eagle Knight, who was responsible for detecting the enemy's situation, sent back bad news.
Ranger General Sylvanas Windrunner was brutally killed by the death knight Arthas while blocking the Scourge to buy time for civilians to escape.
The ranger army she led was completely wiped out, and not even a single person escaped alive.
This big news undoubtedly shocked all high elves.
Because except for Vereesa, who left Quel'Thalas to marry the human mage Ronin, the Windrunner family with its high reputation and status can be said to be almost dead.
But before the high elves had time to feel sad, Arthas and the undead army he led appeared within the sight of the Silvermoon City guard tower.
Looking at the endless densely packed living dead, the putrid smell rushing towards them, and the black traces of death extending from the green forest, everyone felt unprecedented tension, fear and despair. .
As heavy siege weapons such as meat grinders, ballistas, and catapults began to creak and build positions, a war with a long-determined outcome finally began.
There was no savage roar like the orcs and trolls charging, only the loud noises and explosions made by slings and explosive barrels hitting the city walls and magic protective barriers.
As for the undead that came like a tide, whether they were killed by arrows and spells or successfully climbed onto the city wall to mingle with soldiers and arcane puppets, they remained eerie silent without saying a word.
No matter how many were killed or injured, or whether the corpses were piled up into hills, they were not afraid at all. Under the cover of the plague explosive barrels, waves came one after another, and the ones in front were dead and the ones behind them were on top.
At the beginning, Silver Moon City could barely resist with its strong protection and large number of mages.
It didn’t take long for the elven soldiers to become physically exhausted during the high-intensity battle.
When Kael'thas wanted to arrange for some people to rest in rotation and ordered the indestructible arcane puppets to hold on for a while, a huge explosive barrel suddenly passed through the layers under the influence of some unknown magic. The obstacle fell precisely in the middle of the mage who channeled arcane energy to release fire rain and blizzard.
The next second...
Boom! ! ! ! ! !
The green liquid carrying the terrifying plague suddenly splashed in all directions.
The mages, who did not expect that they would be attacked, had no time to dodge, and more than half of them were drenched in green slime on the spot.
The harsh hissing sound and the large expanse of ulcerated skin immediately caused the injured to scream in agony.
Before the priest could react and treat them, more than a dozen mages died completely due to the erosion of the plague, and then resurrected in another terrifying undead form.
Under the control of the Lich King, they did not hesitate to attack their compatriots around them.
For a moment, arcane magic mixed with shadow and death magic splashed on the city wall.
A huge hole suddenly appeared in the originally solid defense line.
Especially the injuries and deaths of a large number of mages, which caused a gap in the continuous use of large-scale destructive magic.
Arthas seized this fleeting opportunity and directly sent out an elite army of hatred.
These fat men with high defense and thick blood used their huge bodies to block all the long-range weapons flying towards them, and fell one after another on the path of charge.
But their death opened up a safe passage for the fanatical ghouls following behind.
In an instant, these twisted humanoid creatures with amazing climbing and jumping abilities swarmed up and occupied part of the city wall.
At the same time, the giant car successfully arrived in front of the city gate and began to slam into the closed gate of Silver Moon City.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The kinetic energy generated by the huge inertia can make the seemingly solid city gate become slightly loose with every blow.
What's even more terrible is that at this moment, a piercing scream suddenly came from the city.
Before Anastria, who was directing the battle on the city wall, could figure out what was going on, he saw countless giant spider-like creatures rushing out from the ground of the square, fighting with countless people. Together, the ghouls began to slaughter unarmed civilians in the city without restraint.
It turns out that the Crypt Demon had secretly dug a tunnel underground to the interior of Silvermoon City under Alsace's order.
Maybe it's because this city hasn't experienced a war for too long, and many of the soldiers who were temporarily summoned didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of them, with enemies in front and behind.
Especially the screams and large-scale chaos caused by the massacre of civilians made many people unwilling to fight and eager to turn around and save their families and friends.
Coupled with the increasing number of undead armies swarming up the city walls, morale collapsed, and small-scale rout and escape scenes occurred in many places.
No way.
The high elves were outnumbered and outnumbered by the Scourge.
The traitor and pathfinder party led by Dar'Khan Drasil is undoubtedly well aware of Silvermoon's weaknesses.
The plague explosive barrel that escaped the layers of links and exploded among the mage troops was their masterpiece.
"Father! We can't hold on any longer! What should we do now?"
Kael'thas asked, sweating profusely.
Although he has been extracting the energy of the Sunwell, releasing flame storms over and over again, and even summoning his own phoenix to continuously burn and destroy the undead that surged up the city wall, all these efforts are in vain. .
No matter how many are killed, more will charge along the Death Scar.
Anasteria's face was livid as he looked at Silvermoon City, which was already burning and falling into chaos. He suppressed his sadness and anger and replied: "You immediately take as many people as possible to the port to board the ship and retreat. Go to the Sunwell. I will lead the army here to try to buy a little more time."
After that, the aging king pulled out the Flame Strike and waved lightly at the undead army in front.
Boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
A huge wave composed entirely of magical flames smashed down on his face, instantly clearing a section of the city wall that had just been lost.
All the ghouls and zombies were turned into charred carbonized matter under the burning flames.
The scorching high temperature and surging heat fully prove that this is a powerful artifact that can keep pace with Frostmourne.
"Is this the famous Joy of Fire? It is indeed worth collecting..."
Zuo Si, who was guiding civilians to evacuate to the two magic portals on the city streets, obviously noticed this. One scene, he immediately showed an expression of interest.
Although this strangely shaped sword is far less famous than Frostmourne, it can create flame effects by absorbing energy. The more flames it absorbs, the more powerful its coverage and power will be.
Theoretically, it is far more effective in war than Frostmourne, and has no known side effects.
If most normal people were asked to make a choice between Flamestrike and Frostmourne, I believe that anyone who still has sense would choose the former over the latter without hesitation.
After all, it is not pleasant to have your soul torn apart, and it is also downright sad to have your self-will affected and controlled.
Anasteria personally participated in the battle with the Joy of Fire, which naturally and inevitably aroused Alsace's interest.
After confirming the identity of his opponent, the death knight immediately rode the skeleton horse under his crotch and charged toward the city gate like lightning.
Just when everyone was confused about what he was going to do, the rune sword was suddenly raised high and released a biting chill.
The next second...
This evil weapon turned directly into the biting cold from Northrend, creating a frost staircase from the bottom of the city to the city wall out of thin air.
Now, the Scourge Legion no longer needs to work hard to hit the city gate, let alone jump and climb. They only need to rush up directly along the ice stairs.
Relying on the superb sprint speed of his horse, Arthas reached the city wall effortlessly, wielding Frostmourne and easily took away dozens of elven warriors who resisted tenaciously, and in front of Anas The king of Tria transformed the corpses into his own soldiers.
Not only that!
He also very thoughtfully brought Sylvanas, who was killed and transformed into a banshee two days ago.
Seeing Silvermoon City's once-mighty ranger general become like this, the old king suddenly showed an extremely angry expression and asked sternly: "Damn devil! What did you do to her?"
"Hahahaha! Isn't this obvious enough?"
Arthas laughed wildly and lifted Sylvanas' delicate chin with the tip of his sword, as if to show off himself pets and trophies.
Although due to unknown reasons, he failed to use Frostmourne to tear apart the opponent's soul, he still used the powerful power of death to transform him into his slave.
The only problem is that this slave is not as completely obedient to him as other low-level undead, and occasionally has fierce resistance.
But it doesn’t matter!
In fact, Arthas enjoyed this little game between master and servant. He felt that Sylvanas hated her so much in her heart but had to act according to her orders. Awesome.
"Asshole! I swear to make you pay for your crimes!"
Anasteria was completely enraged and rushed forward brandishing the Flame Strike.
Although he is almost as old as Quel'Thalas in its founding history, he still has a hot temper.
You must know that after the War of the Ancients, the Druid sect headed by Malfurion and the Sisters of Elune, the Moon Goddess led by Tyrande, completely replaced the upper elf as the leader of the entire group. The leader began to liquidate all elves who used arcane magic, and prohibited them from studying and using this power in the future, otherwise they would face extremely severe punishment.
This one-size-fits-all radical policy undoubtedly caused strong dissatisfaction among many mages, and they were eager to prove their worth in various ways in the subsequent series of events.
But the two people's prejudice against arcane magic is too deep, and politics is inherently dark and ruthless, so it is naturally impossible to revive political opponents who have been knocked to the ground.
Finally, the Sunstrider family rose up to resist and crossed the Endless Sea to establish Quel'Thalas in the eastern continent at the huge risk of being massacred.
In this process, whether facing trolls or orcs, Anasteria will always be the leader who charges forward.
So even when facing the Lich King's first death knight, the king showed no fear at all, even though his body had aged and was no longer as strong as when he was young.
Boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
When Frostmourne and Flamestrike collided, the two energies of ice and fire instantly caused violent explosions and shock waves.
Although Anastria is technically a mage, and a very powerful one, he is not weak in melee combat.
In other words, members of the Sun Chaser family have already found the skills to combine magic and swordsmanship in their long lives.
His son, Prince Kael'thas, is also a master of swordsmanship. What is wrapped under the wide magic robe is not the frail and thin body that Jaina imagined, but a streamlined and well-proportioned body. muscle.
Coupled with the unlimited energy supply of the sunglasses, the father and son have already used magic to temper their bodies as powerful as the top warriors.
“You are such a good opponent!”
Alsace commented meaningfully.
"I will chop off your head! Just like the heads of the trolls and orcs! Intruder!"
Anasteria attacks with Fire Strike .
Every time he attacks, he will mobilize as much energy as possible to release fire blast to burn the opponent, and occasionally release instant spells to coordinate.
An ordinary warrior would have been defeated long ago under such an attack.
It's a pity that in the face of Frostmourne's power, no matter how hot the flames are, they will completely turn into beautiful ice flowers when they get close to the death knight.
"If you can do it, then go ahead. Anyway, you self-proclaimed elves like to talk big." Alsace forced them back with a sword and sneered.
Perhaps because he heard his father, King Terenas, complain about the elven king's arrogance and conceit when he was young, his impression of the elves has never been very good.
Now that he has turned into an undead, it has become even worse, filled with an inexplicable hatred.
This can be glimpsed from the more painful death methods of those elves.
Since Anasteria acted with hatred, the battle between the two became intense from the beginning.
The various gorgeous sword skills and attack methods, as well as the diametrically opposite magic forms of cold and hot, all shocked those who saw this scene.
The elves naturally hope that their king can win, so that they have a chance to turn defeat into victory.
As for the natural disasters, they continued to launch fierce attacks from other places without mercy, constantly compressing the opponent's activity space, and then achieving the goal of encirclement, cutting, and total annihilation.
Sylvanas stood aside and silently watched the battle. She watched the undead army slaughter her beloved compatriots and dye the beautiful Silvermoon City red with blood. Her heart was already filled with pain. It became riddled with holes, and subconsciously held the amulet hanging around his neck to preserve the other half of his soul.
Now she is extremely eager for someone to stand up and end her ugly and dirty form.
Unfortunately, even death and sleep have become a luxury now.
While Sylvanas was staring at the battle between Anastria and Arthas, she suddenly felt a hand running through her hair from behind and resting on her shoulder. .
"Dear Ranger General, can you tell me how you are feeling now?"
Darkhan Drasil grinned with a cruel smile and leaned against the banshee. There was a demonic whisper.
From the vicious look in his eyes, it was easy to see that he really enjoyed the feeling of trampling on the high-ranking dignitaries of Silver Moon City under his feet.
After all, in addition to forbidden knowledge and power, what this guy wants to do most is to take revenge on those big people who despised him and did not give him due rewards.
"I want to slit your throat and watch the blood spurt out from the wound."
Sylvanas' tone was cold and bloodthirsty.
Anyone who is stared at by her red eyes will feel creepy involuntarily.
But Darkan Drasil, who had surrendered to Alsace, was not afraid. Instead, he grabbed a strand of the opponent's hair, put it in front of his nose, sniffed it, and said meaningfully: "I think you should know that this is impossible. .
Because under the Lich King's gaze, no matter how much hatred and anger you have, it will be meaningless.
By the way, your hair smells good, just like you are alive.
Keep it up as usual.
Maybe one day I will apply to the master to transfer you to my command. "
After saying that, Darkan Drasil stretched out his hand to touch Sylvanas' pale and bloodless face.
Because he knew that the former proud General Windrunner could not refuse him at all now.
Just when his fingers were about to touch his cheek, a strange voice suddenly sounded from behind.
"Please, can you please stop doing such obscene and disgusting actions..."
(End of this chapter)