Let's ignore the unfortunate Dreadlord who was burned to ashes in the square of the Fire King's palace for the moment. Now, let's go back and look at the offensive and defensive battle between the human mages and the high elves in Dalaran against the undead scourge.
The situation in front of me is different from the beginning, when humans and high elves stayed safely in the city, waiting for the undead natural disaster troops to enter the magic protective barrier and die.
Now, the offensive and defensive situation of both sides changed instantly after Kel'Thuzad used a trick to let Arthas raid the Dalaran treasure house and successfully obtain the Book of Medivh. At present, it turned out that the coalition forces of humans and high elves risked their lives many times to leave the city and raid the undead natural disaster defense formation, regardless of casualties.
At the beginning, the combined forces of humans and high elves held the city firmly and let the undead army send four waves of troops in to die. Not to mention how comfortable it was. And now, the coalition forces have also forcibly sent four raiding teams out to film the undead. This is really in line with the old saying: if you come out to mess around, sooner or later you will have to pay back...
"Antonidas... Your Excellency the Archmage! We really can't continue fighting like this! Without the protection of the magic barrier and the magical assistance of the mage towers in the city of Dalaran, with our small strength, we want to It is completely impossible to break through the defensive barrier formed by the undead army outside!"
When the Archmage planned to cast a spell again and forcefully open the portal to send a group of raiding troops to interrupt Kel'Thuzad's summoning ceremony, the high elf prince Kael'thas finally couldn't help it anymore. He stepped forward and pressed Antonida. Wand ready to cast magic.
"Your Majesty the Archmage! Whether it's your mage troops in Dalaran or our reinforcements in Quel'Thalas, we have already lost more than half of them! We can't continue like this... Valuable We are not afraid of sacrifice, but in this situation, we are simply letting them go out and die!"
Although Kael'thas himself knew that they had better use the fastest speed to stop Kel'Thuzad's summoning ritual, the faster the better!
But now, look outside, the undead Scourge have made it clear that they are going to defend outside Dalaran. Now inside Dalaran, the combined forces of elves and humans only have an army of just over 20,000, and quite a few of them are injured. In this case, what can they do to break through the nearly 30 people outside? The defensive formation of the remaining ten thousand undead army?
In this situation, let alone trying to break through the opponent's defense. If the undead wake up and suddenly attack Dalaran with carbine, they might be able to break through it?
They had just organized four rounds of raids, trying to break through the opponent's defense line... However, except for giving the opponent more than 10,000 new undead in vain, they had no effect at all. Not only did they fail to break through the enemy's defenses, they couldn't even touch the edge of Kel'Thuzad's summoning ceremony venue!
At this point, Antonidas actually wanted to use the group teleportation spell he was good at to teleport his troops directly to the enemy's summoning site, trying to make a last desperate struggle. Prince Kael'thas couldn't stand it anymore. He had to take action to stop the older mage in front of him.
"I also know...it might be useless to do this, but...Kyle, you have to understand, we have no choice now!"
Sighing, Antonidas broke away from Kael'thas' hand. How could he not know that what he was doing now was in vain? But if he doesn't do this, what can he do? Who knows what kind of existence Kel'Thuzad will summon later? While there was still a chance, he would give it another try.
"Your Majesty the Archmage, we really can't continue fighting like this and wasting precious troops like this. We can consider how to retreat now. Otherwise, we will almost have no troops to defend Dalaran!"
Although he was very reluctant to say the word "retreat", Kael'thas still suggested to Antonidas that since this war has started, his side's troops have begun to be stretched thin, and it is almost time to prepare to organize a retreat. .
"Let me try again, Kyle. This time I will lead the team in person. Dalaran... I leave it to you! If... if I don't come back, you will open the portal and let Dalaran... Citizens, please evacuate first, as long as you can escape..."
Antonidas has made up his mind. He must not just watch Kel'Thuzad successfully summon a certain evil demon! He had a vague feeling that once Kel'Thuzad succeeded, it would be a huge disaster!
Therefore, he is ready to risk his life and try again. This time, he will personally bring the last elites and teleport to the venue of the other party's summoning ceremony. Then, he will directly attack the lich and interrupt his ceremony! If possible, it would be best to get back that important Book of Medivh!
"Your Mightiness……"
Kael'thas looked dejected for a while. He thought for a while, but before he had time to say anything, a drastic change happened...
In an instant, it seemed that time had frozen... After a huge earthquake that shook the ground, in the distance, in the summoning ceremony venue in the hinterland of the undead camp, a tall and hazy figure began to gradually appear..., and then What came was a certain overwhelming bloodthirsty aura, a chaotic existence that destroyed everything, and a pure and extreme evil. It seemed that the other party's body was filled with endless surging energy of depravity. Around the huge figure, the air of withering began to spread, and the earth began to decay due to pollution...
"Alas, we still couldn't stop him..."
Antonidas sighed, withdrew his raised staff, and gave up the group teleportation spell he was about to cast.
Now, Kel'Thuzad's conspiracy had succeeded, and he successfully summoned the evil great demon! Looking at the huge figure in the distance, the pressure caused by the absolute power almost made the Archmage almost unable to resist... That villain Kel'Thuzad, what kind of existence did he summon? ?
"Anthony! What should we do now?"
Kael'thas didn't even care about etiquette and honorifics. He was breathing heavily and holding the guardrail tightly with both hands. He was trying hard to control his body, suppress the magic power in his body, and try not to let his The body trembled.
Ahead, in the distance within sight, in the undead camp, that pure, evil and powerful figure appeared. This was the first time Kael'thas had seen him in his thousands of years of life. , an unprecedentedly powerful existence!
"Ha! What else can we do now? Open all the portals and organize a general retreat..."
Frustrated, Antonidas closed his eyes and sighed deeply. The old wrinkles on his face seemed to have become more...Dalaran, after all, could not hold on...
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When that huge figure began to solidify, and when it finally succeeded in coming to the world of Azeroth again in its complete form, a deep and loud voice cut through the din of the entire Dalaran battlefield area, making people in the distance Dalaran and the undead of the surrounding Scourge clearly heard his voice.
"Tremble, mortals, despair! The end has come to your world! And I, Archimonde, I am finally back!"
Seeing the opponent's tall body and the surging and boundless power, Alsace used his best efforts to suppress the boundless fear in his heart. He reined in the frightened death horse with all his strength, and fiercely He pinched the horse's belly hard and made it trot forward and come to the side of the legendary lich Kel'Thuzad. Since his invincible horse was burned in Quel'Thalas, he has never been able to find it again. Get a war horse that satisfies him.
While Arthas was watching the huge demon lord and carefully riding his horse to Kel'Thuzad, a fear lord, a coward named Tichondrius, also teleported here in time. When the fear devil jumped out of the portal, the other party quickly flattered him, quickly ran to Archimonde, and bowed deeply.
This made Arthas snort with disdain. This Dreadlord was nowhere to be seen from the beginning to the end of the battle in Dalaran! But now, the battle has just ended. After Archimonde was also summoned, he came on time.
The other party's shameless behavior made Arthas stop the urge to step forward and salute Archimonde. The death knight did not bother to do the same thing with such a despicable bat.
"Great Lord Archimonde, you have finally arrived, and as your humble servant, I have prepared everything."
Tichondrius prostrated obsequiously on the ground. Compared to Archimonde's tall, dragon-like body, he was just like a skinny toad lying under the giant's feet.
"You did a good job, Tichondrius, I'm very satisfied."
Archimonde replied casually. He just nodded perfunctorily to this demon who was lower than him, reluctantly acknowledging the other party's efforts to successfully summon himself to the world of Azeroth.
"Since the Lich King has no use value to me, then, from now on, you, the Dread Lord, will command the Scourge."
As he finished speaking, Archimonde glanced disdainfully at the death knight riding a horse in the distance.
Archimonde remembers very clearly that from the moment he arrived, that little bug never showed any humility to him. He was just a little bug, so he dared to be so arrogant to him? Hum! If he hadn't still needed the other party, he would have reached out and crushed him to death. But now, confiscating his military power was just the beginning!
Hearing what the other party said, Alsace couldn't believe his ears! The shock and rage in his heart were almost unstoppable! He and Kel'Thuzad worked hard and almost lost their lives to summon this bastard.
And now, they get such a reward? Deprived himself of the right to command the Scourge as soon as he came out?
how so? 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 as the other party said, even the Lich King has no value now, then what about yourself? What does this mean to yourself?
Kel'Thuzad now has no eyes. There are only two pale soul fires in his eye sockets. He can't give Arthas any hints in his eyes, let alone speak rashly at this time, so he can only stretch out his hand. His skeletal hand gently pressed the arm guard of Alsace's hand that was holding the horse's rein.
"Hmph! Soon, I will order the invasion of the world of Azeroth. But first, I will kill these insignificant mages as a warning... I will destroy their cities and turn them into the dust of history. Everyone understands what will happen to those who prevent Archimonde from coming!"
After Demon Lord Archimonde finished speaking, he turned and strode towards Dalaran. His body was upright, majestic and arrogant, and his steps were firm and decisive.
Dusk came quietly, and the ferocious armor on his body became gleaming in the twilight of the setting sun. Next to him, Tichondrius, who was still bowing his head, started to fart like a clown when he saw this. He followed him with long strides.
"You, Kel'Thuzad! Are you sure this is not a joke? We have worked hard and got this reward? So what do we think of each other now? Are we just two clowns?"
As soon as Archimonde walked away, Arthas started to attack Kel'Thuzad. If he had known it would end like this, Arthas would never steal the Book of Medivh, nor would he. Let Kel'Thuzad summon that mean, unkind evil bastard! Well, maybe it’s a bit inappropriate for Death Knight to describe Archimonde as evil. After all, in a strict sense, they can actually be considered the same kind...
"Please be patient, Arthas. The Lich King has already foreseen this situation. In his grand plan, you will have more important things to do. The Lich King still needs you very much." Kel'Thuzad replied in his hoarse voice.
But after Arthas heard this, he suddenly turned to the Necromancer. His nostrils flared with anger, but he still held back the anger in his heart. Now, he began to understand that he was just a pitiful pawn to Archimonde or the Lich King!
However, Alsace will never compromise!
From now on, anyone - whether it is those demons or the Lich King - if they think that he, Arthas, is just a tool that can be used and thrown away, then they are wrong. He, Arthas, will definitely Make them pay the price!
To reach this point today, Alsace has done too much - and lost too much. At the same time, he has also given up too much of himself. He must not be just like a used piece of junk. Throw it away with disgust!
How could all this he had done be in vain? All this will never be in vain! He secretly swore in his heart! never!
At this moment, the seeds of hatred to rebel against the Lich King and resist the rule of demons were planted in the heart of Death Knight Arthas! He swore that he, Alsace, would never be a pawn at the mercy of others! Never again!
In the distance, while Arthas' thoughts were changing rapidly, Archimonde was finally ready to take action...
"Hahaha... Mortals, you still want to escape under my nose? You will find that this is completely in vain!"
The ground trembled, and the death horse under his crotch began to toss anxiously again, raising his front hooves 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 mage-Dalaran in shock. .
In the Magic City, those towers are the most beautiful at this time of day. They shine in the growing twilight, magnificent and magnificent, exuding a charming magical light.
But just as he was looking at this beautiful scene, a deep cracking sound suddenly sounded. The spire of the tallest and most beautiful tower in the city suddenly collapsed, rolling and falling slowly and inevitably, as if the entire tower had been crushed by the hand of an invisible giant.
The rest of the city quickly collapsed and turned into dust. The sound of destruction rumbled in Alsace's ears, shocking him. From beginning to end, he never dared to look away...
All this reminded him of the scene in Silver Moon City... At that time, he was also easily destroyed by the enemy using similar means... He still remembered the endless light that destroyed everything at that time...
Arthas still remembered how similar the scene he saw when he struggled to get up from the beach in Silvermoon City was similar to the scene in front of him?
Also in the blink of an eye, a beautiful and majestic city disappeared in an instant, and 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. …
Arthas secretly gritted his teeth and held the reins of the war horse tighter with both hands! At this moment, Arthas desperately wanted to gain power. Frostmourne was not enough. He needed more, more powerful power, power that could control his own destiny and destroy everything...
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"Shandis..., 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, Archdruid Malfurion Stormrage and Sentinel General Shandris Feathermoon, who were still secretly collecting intelligence, looked at the same time in shock. Looking in the direction of the south, they all felt the terrifying aura that suddenly appeared in the south. Here, someone actually summoned... the great demon of the Burning Legion?
"Yes, Your Excellency Archdruid! I still remember this feeling clearly... They appeared just ten thousand years ago! I still remember..."
Shandis Yuyue bit her lips tightly. Of course she knew what the oppressive feeling coming from the south was. It was the breath of the great devil! But she doesn't know who it is? Sargeras? Or... Archimonde? But no matter which one it was, she knew that the world of Azeroth was definitely going to be in big trouble!
"Shandis... let your sisters come back. There is no need to pursue it any further. We need to go back as soon as possible so that the people can prepare. I'm afraid..., alas... another war like the ancient times will happen soon. It’s coming…”
Archdruid Malfurion looked south with deep eyes and solemnity. Before he could think of a way to heal this contaminated land, another more evil and terrifying existence arrived at this time.
"Yes! I'll do it right away. We can set sail before night at the latest!"
Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Shandis Yuyue hurriedly bowed and left in a hurry. She needed to use owls to summon back the sisters who had dispersed from the Sentinel Force, and then board the ship in the shortest possible time. To return, they must rush back to Kalimdor as quickly as possible, and the faster the better!
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This was not updated at 00:00 last night, so I will update it now.
