Stormwind God

Anthony Das looked at it all in despair.

Is this the power of the ancient dragons in the world?

The Sun Division ** division is doing its best. No, even the two Kirin Tor members who are at the top of the Huiyue class together are not Nefarian's opponent! ?

The old mage suddenly found Kael'thas' anger.

The prince watched his friend and colleague die, his handsome face twisted with anger.

However, when his chin was raised, he did not look directly into the courage of Nefarian.

"Blasphemer! Leave [Dalaran Eye]!"

The prince tried to attack Tyrone directly, but was killed by a death knight who flashed in front of Tyrone to carry his magic.

Seeing to vent the anger of a friend's death, the elf prince raised and separated his hands with magical powers. At about the same time, the death knight began to scream because of severe pain, and his limbs were torn apart one by one and separated from his torso. That amazing sight brought Antonidas back to his senses.

Xi Ri ** division can be seen.

If he hadn't hit Nefarian directly, the King of the Black Dragon had no intention of intervening in their ants-like mortals.

This may be an opportunity, even if it is the mercy of the most powerful enemy!

"Kill all death knights!" The old wizard's hair was still full of rage.

There, Nefarian opened the portal leisurely.

Here, another Kirin Tor MP teleported to join the fierce battle against the death knight.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

What about the three prostitutes looking at those invaders with angry eyes?

Immediately after Nefarian entered the portal, the appearance of the Death Knights began to blur. The mages of Dalaran did not dare to keep up, because they had clearly felt that more dragon dragons came from the opposite side of the portal.

They couldn't determine to what extent the Black Dragon Army's cooperation with the Horde would go.

Further chasing is likely to risk the black dragons being provoked. They are likely to ignite the entire Violet Castle before the Red Dragon Army comes to the rescue.

Several more mages arrived, but like their speaker, they fell into a silent silence.

Antonidas could not help looking at Kael'thas, looking at this noble prince who was also regarded as a representative of the new generation. He suddenly understood why the league's hero was Duke, not Kael'thas.

This elegant prince seemed perfect, but lacked the most crucial courage and courage.

When Nesario raged Lordaeron, only two mortal heroes dared to attack Nesario Duke and Uther. There was no Kael'thas at the time!

However, Anthony Das did not have that qualification to blame Prince Kael'thas, because he, too, lacked the courage to fight against God's general enemy.

His heart was full of loss. He and other members of Kirin Tor have been the glory of Dalaran, claiming to be the protector of the city, but tonight he failed.

He finally knew his own limit. It turned out that I myself was just a more powerful mortal. After all, I didn't have the courage to go to war like a god.

He stared at the starry sky, his heart filled with remorse. After all, he watched the enemy take away the eye of Dalaran, one of the most powerful artifacts in the city of the mage.

Antonidas knows exactly what it means to lose this artifact.

When Duke visited, he and Duke discussed this issue:

[Eye of Dalaran] represents the supreme arcane power, which can provide the most powerful source of power for the Dark Portal.

[Sawgrass Scepter] Represents the supreme control power, which allows Ner'zhul to easily control every power infused into the Dark Portal.

The Book of Medivh depicts the space barrier structure of the entire planet Azeroth. With it, Ner'zhul can open the door of darkness to any corner of the planet Azeroth, including every kingdom. Inside the main city.

"Fortunately, we just lost an artifact." Antonidas once comforted himself.

Soon, he was beaten.

The Red Dragon Corps sent a magic image to the sentry near the tomb of Sargeras, the endless sea.

A terrible demon was defeated.

Killing it were a group of heroic orcs.

It can be clearly seen that the orc received a stick from one of its claws, and looked like a spear with a wooden handle and silver tail.

A giant gemstone was set on the club's head, emitting a dazzling white light. There were many spikes on that gem. The light from that gem dwarfed the darkness in the room. The gem sparked from time to time, but eventually disappeared into the darkness.

Obviously, that is [The Scepter of Sargeras], the fetish Ner'zhul dreamed for.

Within a day, the two most important artifacts were stolen by the tribe's voice.

The two amazing news that Grom * Hellscream led a counterattack led by Silverpine Forest, and that the Blackhand Brothers led the army to attack the Redridge Mountain Defense Line were compared.

The high level of the alliance finally realized that the entire tribe's attack on the land of the Eastern Kingdoms turned out to be all attacks, in order to cover up their actions of stealing artifacts.

Of course, they did not know that Ner'zhul's purpose of stealing the three artifacts was only to escape, but in any case, the thriller that his own king is likely to be directly blasted out, which is enough to drive them crazy.

"Dalaran's group of waste mages! They were even taken away by the artifact, knowing that something might happen!"

"But that is Nefarian, the king of the black dragon! Who can we deal with?"

"If we gather all the power of Dalaran and Quel'Thalas ..."

No matter how much the league leaders talk about it, everyone has to set their sights on Karazanduk, which is already the last line of defense for the entire league.

If even the [Book of Medivh] taken care of by Duke is taken away, it is estimated that the entire league will fall into an endless panic.

No one expected that Duke was under more pressure.

Because Duke has to face the artifact [Skull of Gul'dan], he can't beat and beat, kill the more wicked alternate Lich King Ner'zhul!

Standing on the scorched earth in front of Karazhan, Ner'zhul looked at the tall tower flashing the mysterious arcane glory in the distance, without any nervousness.

He could not hear the whistling sound of a fierce ghost when the wind blew across the headwind path, because the sound of the wind was not as good as the whisper echoed in Ner'zhul's ears.

He took the skull in his hands, looked deep into the hollow eyes, and heard Gul'dan's voice. To Ner'zhul, the voice from the soul seemed to have life. (To be continued.)

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