Stormwind God

A stern alarm bell rang through the sky. Rao was Stormwind City's early declaration of war, but this southern city of the southern mainland, which has been recovered since the end of World War II and has not experienced war for nearly 20 years, is still in a slight chaos. .

A large number of cargo ships have not yet entered the storm port, and many captains ordered the ships to be rushed to the beach. Anyway, it was not difficult for the fishermen and Naga to help drag the boat back into the sea, as long as the keel and the crew ’s lives were saved .

At the storm port, the soldiers stormed into the sentry towers and turrets in an orderly manner.

"The holy light is on, how can we resist such a terrible floating fortress, Your Majesty is not ..." A general of the Storm Kingdom was thinking.

"No, I'm here!" With the powerful words, the soldiers of the Storm Kingdom were surprised to see their King Varian Wrynn dressed up, guarding Valila and Cloth in his two good partners. Under Roll's escort, the meteor strode up the tower.

"Your Majesty, you didn't go to the Blackwing's Nest ..." Not to mention the people below, even Berval, who was a prison nation, had no idea that Varian was here.

Varian showed a slightly bitter smile: "Although I don't want to admit it, Brother Duke is really expecting something ..."

The king is the backbone of a kingdom!

The backbone is here!

The backbone of the kingdom is here!

Most commanders can be veterans who have gone through several battles and even three Dark Gate battles. In the face of the fortress exuding an evil death, the commanders have ordered it by themselves without using the above command.

"Take the holy water out!"

"To those monsters, the blessed light weapon is ten thousand times better than ordinary swords."

"No, no, you fools, didn't say that you should lose your sabre. It was just an extra weapon for you!"

Booming below, Varian bowed gently to the back of the city: "Please, Ms. Solanlian."

Solan Lian, who came out of the tower, was still a ridiculous maid costume. But from the envy and jealous eyes of the court mages of several Storm Kingdoms, many people envy that writing maid suit, which is actually a robe.

"Oh my God! How dare you dynamite the robe of undulation into standard black and white and then change it to a maid suit ..."

The jealousy of the princes can be used as a maid's service, which is why the Marcus family can do it.

Varian, who had had an expedition with Duke, was convinced of the marcus's grandeur and hurt.

However, envy and envy, these court mages are bluntly piled up with resources and masters of the moon that have been boiled out of their ages. Not to mention that compared with Irohia, Rao is the next-grade Gina * Jin Jianxiang Than, in terms of talent.

Although the world of Azeroth has changed a lot recently, more high-level mages have emerged because of the richer magical elements than in the past, but the talent of talent has determined the limit for the growth of a mage. They were fortunate enough to be honored by Duke Marcus, the Sunmage Master, to personally transform the magic circuit inside them, otherwise the Morning Star Mage would be their limit for the rest of their lives.

That's the case, Duke is worthy of helping them cross the threshold of Huiyue, this is the limit in the limit.

With their talent, there is no way to control higher levels of power.

At that time, everyone didn't understand why Duke insisted on spending a super high price equal to two years of taxes in Stormwind in Stormwind City to build twelve brilliant moon-level mage towers.

Everyone doesn't understand why Duke likes to pull up seedlings to encourage him, and devotes great efforts to training twelve unsatisfactory Masters of the Great Moon.

Now everyone knows.

On the cliffs on both sides of Stormwind, the four mage towers first lit up with dazzling fire, and then regardless of the order, the remaining eight mage towers of Stormwind also shined with the flame magic.

A series of flame runes were fired on the spire of the standard hexagonal cone. These runes exuding the surging flame elements gathered in the air extremely gorgeously, forming a huge five football stadiums. Magic circle.

The next moment, the blazing sun broke through the clouds, landed on this exaggerated magic array, and immediately reflected out, turning into a column of red eyes that crossed the sky, instantly conquering more than 10,000 meters of void, and hitting the huge floating fiercely. Empty fortress.

A terrifying dark atmosphere emerged around the fortress, and instantly formed a hemispherical light shield, blocking in front of the golden beam of light.

"嘭"

One black and one yellow, symbolizing the two colors of darkness and flame, collided fiercely in the air.

This brief confrontation firmly attracted the attention of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Stormwind.

No one dares to look away, even if the throat is dry, even if the eyes are stinging, everyone is still trying to keep their eyes wide open to witness what happened next.

Is it that the powerful magical artillery has ended in failure and invalidation, causing Stormwind, the southern mainland male city that has been in operation for nearly two decades, to suffer again?

Or was the opponent's seemingly invincible floating fortress hit by a headache, and the soldiers and civilians of Stormwind once again held their security fortress that they had forged for twenty years?

The answer was revealed within the next three seconds.

One second!

Two seconds!

Suddenly, the thick black protective mask was like a huge rock that had been smashed by giant forces, making a shocking "click" sound.

The next moment, time seemed to freeze.

Everyone can clearly see that the black protective cover was completely penetrated, and it was purely because the floating fortress finally seemed to give a refraction to the pillar of flame light, so it avoided the nightmare that was hit by a blow.

Even so, anyone can clearly see that the fortress with a quadrangular pyramid shape was blown up across the northeast corner. Everyone can hear the loud sound that shakes the world.

Countless stones were hit from the floating fortress and crashed into the sea like a heavy rain.

"Damn! Damn! How could this be !? Her Majesty's hard-earned Naxxramas!" In the command post at the core of the fortress, the great Lich Kel'Thuzad jumped angrily.

Years ago, Crypt Lord Anub'arak led a group of undead warriors into the Nerub psychic tower, now known as Naxxramas. Scourge forces raged in the fort; the Lich King's will transformed the channel of the fort into a powerful war machine. Dark magic lifts the fortress from the ground and floats in midair.

I thought that once Naxxramas came out, the nations of the alliance could only raise their hands to surrender.

Who knew that Duke would turn the Stormwind Elite into a hedgehog city armed to his teeth, leaving Naxxramas out of his mouth?