For the time being, regardless of the hapless and sad Dreadlord who was burned to ashes on the square of the King of Flame King's Palace, now, let us first look back at the offensive and defensive battle between the human mages and the high elves in Dalaran that is angry with the undead and natural disasters.

　　The situation in front of me is different from the situation when humans and high elves stayed in the city safely, waiting for the undead natural disaster forces to enter the magic protection enchantment and die.

　　 Now, the offensive and defensive situation of both sides was instantly changed after Kel'Thuzad used a trick to make Arthas raided the Dalaran Treasury and successfully obtained the Book of Medivh. Right now, it turned out to be a situation in which the coalition of humans and the high elves, regardless of casualties, repeatedly went out of the city to raid the undead in a natural disaster defense formation.

　　 In the beginning, the human and high elves coalition forces held the city firmly, and let the undead army send four waves of troops in to die, not to mention how pleasant it was. And now, the coalition forces have also forcibly sent four raid teams out to film the undead. This really complies with the old saying: If you come out, you will have to pay it back sooner or later...

"Antonidas... Your Excellency the Archmage! We really can't fight like this anymore! Without the protection of the magic enchantment, without the magical assistance of those mage towers in Dalaran, with our strength, we want It is completely impossible to break through the defensive barrier formed by the undead army head-on!"

When the Archmage planned to cast the spell again and forcibly opened the portal to send a group of assault troops to interrupt the summoning ceremony of Kel'Thuzad, the high elf prince Kael'thas finally couldn't help it. He stepped forward and pressed Antonida. Si's wand preparing to cast magic.

"Your Excellency the Archmage! Whether it is your army of wizards in Dalaran, or our reinforcements from Quel'Thalas, now, we have all lost more than half of us! We can't go on like this anymore... valuable We are not afraid of sacrifice, but in this situation, it is all about letting them go out to die!"

　　Although Kael'thas himself knew, they had better stop Kel'Thuzad's summoning ritual as quickly as possible, the sooner the better!

　　 But now, look outside, the undead and natural disasters have made it clear that they are to guard against death outside Dalaran. Now in their Dalaran, the alliance of elves and humans is left with only an army worth more than 20,000, and a considerable part of it is wounded. In this case, what do they use to break through the nearly 30 outside The defensive formation of the army of Yuwan Undead?

　　 In this situation in front of me, let alone want to break through the opponent's defense, if the undead wake up and suddenly come back with a carbine to attack Dalaran, maybe they will break it?

　　 Just now, they have organized four rounds of raids, trying to break through the opponent's defense line... However, they have not achieved any effect at all except for giving away more than 10,000 new undead to the opponent. Not only did they fail to break through the enemy's line of defense, they could not even touch the side of the summoning ceremony site of Kel'Thuzad!

At this point, Antonidas still wants to use his good mass teleportation spells to directly teleport the troops to the enemy's summoning site, trying to make the last decisive struggle, and the Prince Kael'thas who can no longer stand. He had to make a move to stop the archmage who was getting older.

　　 "I also know... it may be useless, but... Kyle, you have to understand that we have no choice now!"

　　 With a sigh, Antonidas broke away from Kael'thas. Why didn't he know that the current approach was just futile? If he doesn't do this, what can he do? Who knows what kind of existence Kel'Thuzad will summon in a while? While there is still a chance, he always has to try again.

　　 "Your Excellency Archmage, we really can't fight like this anymore. If we waste precious troops like this, we can now consider how to retreat. Otherwise, we will soon run out of troops to defend Dalaran!"

Although he was reluctant to say the word retreat, Kael'thas still suggested to Antonidas that his own forces have begun to be stretched since the battle, and it is almost time to prepare to organize a retreat. Up.

"Let me try again, Kyle, this time I will lead the team personally. Dalaran... I'll leave it to you! If... if I don't come back, you open the portal and let Dalaran' Citizens evacuate first, as much as you can run..."

　　 Antonidas has made up his mind, he must not just watch Kel'Thuzad successfully summon a certain evil great demon! He had a faint hunch, once Kel'Thuzad succeeded, it would be a catastrophe!

　　 Therefore, he is going to risk his death and try again. This time, he will personally bring the last elite and send it to the side of the opponent's summoning ceremony. Then, he will directly attack the lich and interrupt his ceremony! If you can, it's best to get back that important Medivh book!

"Your Mightiness……"

　　 Kael'thas looked sad for a while, he thought about it, before he had time to say something, a dramatic change happened...

In an instant, it seemed as if time had frozen... After a trembling earthquake, in the distance, in the summoning ceremony site in the hinterland of the undead position, a tall and hazy figure began to gradually appear... What came was a certain overwhelming bloodthirsty aura, it was a chaotic existence that destroyed everything, it was a pure and extremely evil. It seems that the opponent's body is filled with endless surging degenerate energy. Around the huge figure, the withering air began to spread, and the earth began to decay due to pollution...

　　 "Hey, we still haven't been able to stop him..."

　　 Antonidas sighed, retracted the high staff, and gave up the mass teleportation spell he was preparing to cast.

　　 Now, Kel'Thuzad's conspiracy has succeeded, and he has successfully summoned the evil great demon! Looking at the huge figure in the distance, the coercion caused by the absolute power, even the archmage almost couldn't resist the idea... That villain of Kel'Thuzad, what kind of existence did he summon? ?

　　 "Anthony! What should we do now?"

Kael'thas can't care about the etiquette and honorific name anymore. He is breathing heavily, holding the guardrail tightly with both hands, so that he can control his body hard, suppress the magic in his body, and try not to let his own The body trembled.

In front, in the distance within sight, in the position of the undead, the pure, evil and powerful figure that appeared was the first time he saw Kael'thas in his thousands of years of life. , An unprecedentedly powerful presence!

　　 "Heh! What else can we do now? Open all the portals, let's organize a big retreat..."

　　 Disheartened, Antonidas closed his eyes and sighed deeply. The old wrinkles on his face seemed to have become more...Dalaran, after all, he couldn't keep it...

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When the huge figure began to solidify, and when it finally successfully landed on the world of Azeroth again in a full posture, a deep and loud voice cut through the hustle and bustle of the entire Dalaran battlefield, making it far away The undead of Dalaran and the surrounding Scourge Corps heard his voice clearly.

　　 "Shake, mortals, despair! The end has come to your world! And I, Archimonde, I am finally back!"

Looking at the opponent's tall body and the surging, boundless power, Arthas used his best efforts to repress the boundless fear in his heart. He strenuously restrained the panicked death horse, ruthlessly Severely pinched the horse's belly, let it quickly trot a few steps to the side of the legendary Lich Kel'Thuzad. Since his invincibility was burned in Quel'Thalas, he has never been able to find it again. Pass a horse that satisfies him.

　　 While Arthas was watching the huge demon lord, while carefully riding his horse to walk to Kel'Thuzad, a dreadlord, that coward named Tichondrius also teleported here in time. When the dreadlord jumped out of the portal, the opponent hurriedly flattered, ran to Archimonde quickly, and bowed deeply.

　　 This made Arthas snorted disdainfully, and Dalaran never saw the dreadlord from the beginning to the end of this battle! But now, the battle has just ended, and after Archimonde was called out, he came on time.

　　 The other party's shameless behavior made Arthas stop the urge to salute Archimonde, and the death knight disdain to do the same thing with this despicable bat.

　　 "Great Lord Archimonde, you have finally come, and as your humble servant, I have already prepared everything."

　　 Tichondrius crumbles flatteringly on the ground. Compared to Archimonde's tall dragon-like body, he is like a thin toad lying under the feet of a giant.

　　 "You did a great job, Tichondrius, I am very satisfied."

　　 Archimonde replied casually, he just nodded perfunctorily to this demon inferior to him, and reluctantly recognized the other party's efforts to successfully summon himself to the world of Azeroth.

　　 "Since the Lich King is no longer useful to me, from now on, it is your Dreadlord to command the Scourge."

　　 At the same time, Archimonde glanced at the death knight riding a horse in the distance.

　　 He, Archimonde, remembers clearly. From the moment he came, that little bug hadn't expressed a little humility to himself. He was just a little bug, so he dared to be so arrogant to himself? Humph! If it weren't for the opponent, he would have stretched out his hand and pinched the opponent to death, and now, confiscation of his military power is just the beginning!

　　 Hearing what the other party said, Arthas couldn't believe his ears! The shock and rage in his heart could hardly be stopped! Both himself and Kel'Thuzad worked so hard, and even almost died before calling the **** out.

　　 And now, they got such a reward? He deprived himself of command of the Scourge as soon as he came out?

How could this be? Could it be that all he did was to get this sentence: The Lich King has no use value? What a joke! Why does this happen? Well, if it is true that as the other party said, even the Lich King has no value now, what about yourself? What does this mean to myself?

Kel'Thuzad had no eyes anymore. There were only two pale soul fires in his eyes. He could not give Arthas any hints in his eyes, let alone speak rashly at this time, so he could only stretch out His hand with the remaining bones gently pressed the armguard of Arthas's hand holding the horse rein.

"Hmph! Soon, I will order the invasion of the world of Azeroth. But first, I will use these insignificant wizards to kill a hundred... I will destroy their city and turn it into the dust of history. Everyone understands what will happen to me that prevents Archimonde from coming!"

　　 Demon Lord Archimonde said, he turned and walked in the direction of Dalaran. He was tall, majestic and very arrogant, and his steps were firm and decisive.

Evening came quietly, and the hideous armor on his body became shiny in the twilight of the setting sun. Next to him, Tichondrius, who was still bowing his waist, looked like a clown and began to fart. Dianpidian strode to follow.

　　 "You, Kel'Thuzad! Are you sure this is not a joke? We tried our best to get this in return? What is the matter with us now? Are two clowns?"

As soon as that Archimonde walked away, Arthas attacked Kel'Thuzad. He knew it would end like this, he would never steal the Book of Medivh, nor would he Let Kel'Thuzad summon that mean, evil bastard! Well, maybe the death knight uses evil to describe Archimonde a bit inappropriate. After all, in a strict sense, they can be regarded as the same kind...

"Please be patient, Arthas, Lord Lich King has already foreseen this situation. In his grand blueprint, you will have more important things to do. The Lich King still needs you very much." Kel'Thuzad replied with its hoarse voice.

　　 But after Alsace listened, he suddenly turned to the necromancer, his nose flared with anger, but he still held back the anger in his heart. Now, he started to understand a little bit that he, whether it was Archimonde or the Lich King, was nothing but a poor pawn!

　　 However, he Arthas will not compromise!

From now on, anyone—whether it’s the demons or the Lich King—if they think that Arthas is just a tool that can be used and discarded, then they are wrong, he will definitely do Let them pay the price!

At this point, Alsace had done too much—and lost too much. At the same time, he also gave up too much of himself. He must not be just like a used waste. Abandon it in disgust!

　　 How could all this he did in vain? All this will never be in vain! He secretly swears! never!

　　At this moment, the death knight Arthas planted the seeds of hatred against the Lich King and against the demon rule! He swears that he will no longer be a **** at the mercy of Alsace! Never again!

　　In the distance, Archimonde was finally ready to do something when Alsace's thoughts were turning.

　　 "Hehehe...Mortals, you still want to escape under my nose? You will find that this is completely futile!"

The earth trembled, and the death horse under his hips began to toss and turn anxiously, raising his front hoofs, as if he wanted to touch the ground as little as possible. At the same time, Arthas immediately turned his head to look at the city of wizards-Dalaran. .

　　 In the magic city, those high towers are the most beautiful at this hour of the day. They are shining in the darkening twilight, magnificent and magnificent, exuding charming magic light.

　　 But just as he was looking at the beautiful scenery, a deep cracking sound came. The spire of the tallest and most beautiful tower in the city suddenly collapsed, rolling and falling slowly and unavoidably, and the entire tower was crushed by the hand of an invisible giant.

　　 And the rest of the city quickly collapsed and turned into dust. The sound of destruction rumbling in Alsace's ears shocked him, and he never dared to look away from the beginning...

　　 All of this reminded him of the scene in Silvermoon City... At that time, he was also easily destroyed by the enemy with similar means... He still remembers the endless light that destroyed everything at that time...

　　 He Alsace still remembered how similar the scene he saw when he got up from the beach in Silvermoon City back then?

In the same blink of an eye, a beautiful and magnificent city disappeared in an instant, if not, it was gone...The location of Dalaran in the distance, like the original Silvermoon City, was also razed to the ground in the blink of an eye. ...

　　 Alsace gritted his teeth secretly, holding the reins of the war horse in both hands, holding it tighter! At this moment, Arthas desperately wanted to gain power, Frostmourne was far from enough, he needed more, stronger power, power that can control his own destiny, and power that can destroy everything...

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　　 "Sandris..., do you feel it too? That power is..."

In the distance, in a secret night elf camp in a mountainous area north of Tirisfal Glades~lightnovelpub.net~ the Archdruid Malfurion, who is still secretly gathering intelligence? Stormrage and Sentry General Shandris? Yuyue looked in the direction of the south in shock at the same time. At this moment, they all felt the terrifying aura that had just suddenly appeared in the south. There was someone here who summoned... the big devil of the Burning Legion?

　　 "Yes, Lord Archdruid! I still remember this feeling... They appeared just ten thousand years ago! I still remember..."

　　 Shandris? Yuyue bit her lips tightly. Of course she knew what the oppression was coming from the south, that was the breath of the great devil! It's just that she doesn't know who it is? Sargeras? Or is it... Archimonde? But no matter which one, she knew that the world of Azeroth would definitely be in big trouble!

"Shandris... let your sisters come back, there is no need to pursue them anymore, we need to go back as soon as possible, so that the people can make preparations. I'm afraid..., alas... another war like the ancients will soon be It's here..."

　　 Archdruid Malfurion looked deep and solemnly toward the south. Before he could think of a way to heal this contaminated land, another more evil and terrifying existence came at this time.

　　 "Hey! I'll do it right now, and we can set sail by night at the latest!"

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Shandris Feathermoon hurried away after a salute. She needed to use an owl to summon the sisters of the sentinel troops who had dispersed, and then board the ship in the shortest time. They must return to Kalimdor as quickly as possible to return to the voyage, and they must be as fast as possible!

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