Anomaly Of Warcraft

In order to prove their worth to the new owner, the Sarines decisively betrayed the country that they had sworn allegiance to.

Stealing the secret crystal to destroy the defensive barrier of Silvermoon City is just one of the results of Sarin's exchange for the favor of the new owner, far from all.

Anastrian stopped on the city wall and looked at the boundless army of dead outside the Music City, with Wu You sad and no compassion in his eyes.

The three secret crystals are an important core component that constitutes the defense barrier of Silvermoon City, but they are not the defense barrier itself.

Without the secret crystal as a buffer against attacks on the city wall, the sophisticated magic organs will soon be overloaded and invalidated.

But this top secret that originally belonged to Quel'Thalas seemed to be known to everyone.

Arthas stood motionless outside the city, just on the edge of the farthest range of various city defense weapons.

The technicians and acolytes of the undead natural disasters quickly constructed the siege equipment, and the flesh and blood giants put on the bridles and pulled the plague caravan to move quickly.

After all, before night fell, the offensive of the Undead Scourge began.

Countless throwing objects drew an arc and smashed on the wall of Silver Moon City that had never been damaged in the four thousand years.

second round.

The third round.

The fourth round.

After four rounds of blows by the Scourge's siege weapons, the wall enchantment that glowed like a silver moon in the night became dim.

Arthas raised Frostmourne and pointed forward, and the claw ghouls on the front line of the undead army swarmed.

"Do it."

As soon as Anastrian gave the order, the wizards on the hidden city wall chanted the spells that brought destruction, and sterilized the toys of the Lich King with high temperature for friendship.

The flames of the blazing storm briefly dissipated the darkness of the night, and the high elves who guarded the city discovered that the Scourge had ignored the attacking troops and threw the fifth round of ammunition.

Anastrian raised the flame strike, using himself as a magic node, directly reinjecting the power of the sun well into the city wall.

At this moment, Silvermoon City is glorious goodbye, just like the Golden Sun City.

Arthas did not waver, throwing and charging round after round, silently watching everything in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

Every round of the undead natural disasters' charge did not bring any results. The wizards burned to death, and were accidentally injured by their own army's siege weapon.

Nine rounds of charge came down, and the corpses of nearly 20,000 natural disaster minions had accumulated outside Silver Moon City.

These bones and flesh have piled up a small slope at the root of the city wall, making the guards of the high elves tremble.

In exchange for any force in Azeroth to attack the city with such ants, it will cause a devastating blow to the morale of its own army.

But Alsace didn't care.

It seems that the minions of natural disasters should have been used this way.

The fifteenth round of throwing, the tenth round of charge, the undead natural disasters still have no results.

But Anastarian turned his head to look northwest.

That is the direction of Quel'Danas Island.

Arthas heard the Lich King's whisper almost when the Sun King noticed the change.

It's done!

The enormous oppressive force of the undead natural disaster army prompted Anastarian to transfer the huge magic power of the Sunwell to Silvermoon City.

Under the guidance of the Lich King, the four natural disaster fortresses have completed their encirclement and suppression of the Sunwell Heights.

The Sunwell, which was suppressed by the Summoning circle, temporarily interrupted the supply of magic power to Silvermoon City.

Arthas pulled out Frostmourne again, and unmatched darkness and cold spewed out of the artifact.

With a sword, at a distance of thousands of meters, Arthas opened the gate of Silvermoon City that had lost its magical support.

No need for extra words, tens of thousands of undead outside Silvermoon City were agitated, roaring silently, and the souls enslaved by the Lich King trembled.

Only killing can be mentally tortured for a while.

The zealous natural disaster forces launched a general offensive, and behind Arthas there was a steady stream of undead minions gathering in the direction of Silvermoon City.

Quel'Thalas seemed hopeless.

But Anastrian refused to agree.

The Sun King leaped down and shattered the undead pioneers rushing towards the gap in the city gate like a meteor.

His eyes had lost their pupils, and only the hot arcane overflow overflowed from the eye sockets.

No legion's minions can pass the sun king's body, and the flame strike never slashes the enemy a second time.

The defenders of Silvermoon City, inspired by the mighty strength of the Sun King, began to fight back.

But Arthas still didn't care, the invincible under his crotch felt the master's mood, and walked forward slowly with small steps.

In the eyes of Arthas, Anastrian was no longer a "person", it was just a body that was about to burn out, exuding residual warmth.

This is destined to be a boring battle, not enough to touch Alsace's already frozen heart.

one thousand?

two thousand?

Three thousand?

The Sun King Anastrian became more and more courageous, his body seemed to contain endless magic.

However, the wizards had already exhausted their lamps, and even the fireball technique had been unable to cast them.

"Why is the Arcane Puppet not ready yet!"

Bi Luohua's angry question was not answered, Lor'themar wanted to escort the Grand Magister away, but was refused.

"Before, I was angry because your Majesty was in the same room and I felt that I was an old friend, and I couldn't talk about it. Now it seems that Your Majesty is right. I am old and faint."

Bi Luohua never lacks wisdom to become a great magister.

When the country is in distress, only the Sun King stands at the forefront, which is too shameful.

Bi Luohua looked at the bright lights in Yinyue City, then looked at the exhausted figure beside him, and already had a decision in his heart.

"You are the future of Silvermoon City."

Without exposing such thoughts, Bi Luohua raised his staff and sent everyone present to Quel'Danas.

"It's really superb skill, and it can be teleported at such a long distance."

Bi Luohua's ears rang the Lich King's whisper.

Then, the Grand Magister accepted Ner'zhul's compliment and cut off its whispers.

Even without the magic power of the Sunwell as a supplement, the Grand Magister is still the Grand Magister after all, the top spellcaster in Azeroth.

Bi Luohua left the city defense headquarters and walked in the direction of the city gate.

It is a pity that Bi Luohua did not see the last bravery of his old friend Anastrian.

Arthas did not defeat the Sun King.

The flame strike is not as sharp as Frostmourne.

Anastrian was also not afraid of the force of the death knight.

Arthas didn't even leave the invincible saddle, and rode on his horse to block a few swords. The depleted Quel'Thalas strongest was turned into ashes under the backlash of magic.

Immediately afterwards, the undead natural disasters entered the city.

Unlike the slaughter of Lordaeron and Stratholme, the Lich King has always wanted only the Sunwell.

In the end, Anastrian did not give instructions for reinforcements, and the high elves still had a large number of troops stationed on Quel'Danas Island.

So Arthas was not interested in burning this Silvermoon City.

Under the guidance of Alsace, the elites of the undead and natural disasters pushed the entire Kingdom Avenue flatly, thinking about advancing in the port area.

Finally, passing through Silvermoon City, the dark sea in the distance was against the brilliance of the sun well.

Arthas plunged Frostmourne into the water. At this moment, the will of the Lich King crossed the harsh North Blue and injected the stubborn cold power into Frostmourne.

A bridge of frost that surpassed a miracle appeared in the sea.

"What is this fuck?"

Sola Starbreaker and Sylvanas Windrunner who were rowing the boats faced each other in a dazed face, and quickly turned and continued to move in the direction of Quel'Danas.

At the gate of the city, Bi Luohua, the great magister who blocked the undead natural disasters from entering the city by his own power, felt the torment of the double depletion of vitality and magic, and waited for the arrival of the end of his life.

However, the undead around him were inexhaustible, and a meteor struck across the distant sky.

That doesn't seem to be popular. The popular trajectory is a smooth curve, and this weird path cannot be shaken.

"..."

Bi Luohua looked at the larger and larger "meteor", regardless of his vows to never retreat, picked up the hem of the mage's robe and turned his head and ran.

This thing TMD is for the gate of Silvermoon City!

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