Stormwind God

"Good job!" Kael'thas shouted desperately, and His Royal Highness, who had been crown prince for thousands of years, was rarely excited.

But he didn't expect that Duke actually carried Antonidas' body and said to him: "Quickly withdraw! Give you five minutes, bring your most precious thing in the mage tower, withdraw!"

Kaizi was extremely surprised: "Aren't we prevailing?"

Duke rolled his eyes: "The upper hand? Am I doing too well, giving you the illusion that we have the upper hand? Dalaran is over!"

"Don't you get the permission of Antonidas?"

Duke smiled bitterly: "If he really died ..."

"..."

Duke gritted his teeth. "The worst thing is that he is dead and alive."

Duke sometimes wants to slap himself, good and bad, bad spirits.

Almost immediately after his words fell, Antonidas's 'corpse' was suddenly mutated. It was a violent, dark wave that completely surpassed Master Huiyue.

Subconsciously, Kael'thas drew a dagger wrapped in flames, unfortunately, completely useless.

Regardless of the physical attack of the dagger itself, or the flame element lingering on the dagger, it was bounced at the same time.

The faces of Duke and Kaizi turned pale for a while. The low-level mystery is destined to be repelled by the higher-level mystery, and this phenomenon can only prove that one thing Antonidas's soul is coming back, and in the form of the fallen ...

"go!"

Without hesitation, Duke and Kael'thas flew away for a long distance.

What a joke! ?

A Sun Master has fallen! ?

This is nothing less than the shocking news of Alsace's fall!

Duke's teeth were almost broken.

what happened?

After Alsace captured Dalaran in the past, didn't he let go of Antonidas' soul? Let the soul of this super-powerful prince hover among the ruins of Dalaran and become a lonely ghost.

Until this moment, Duke didn't know that Antonidas's fall was actually his pot.

It was because of his appearance that the first time was the rescue of Lordaeron and the second was the battle of Dalaran, which thwarted Arthas' offensive twice in a row. Let Alsace suffer.

Then, because Uther's soul stiffly rejected the corrosion of [Frostmourning], he refused to fall alive, which made Arthas angry and angry.

In the midst of suffering and helplessness, it was precisely the Dreadlords who gave Antonidas's soul ...

At this moment, on the shores of Lake Rhodmir, north of Dalaran, the lake surface in summer was singularly cold. No one would have thought that on the hot summer day, just inserting [Sorrow of Frost] on the lake surface, the lake surface over a radius of 100 kilometers would be frozen!

Arthas stood with a sword, and he looked arrogantly at the magical light that continued to shine, Dalaran in chaos.

"Not enough! Not enough! This is not enough! Her Majesty the Lich King wants greater destruction! More death!" Alsace voiced with majesty: "Did you understand? My new servant!"

"Get it!" In return, it was an extremely powerful soul. His soul is so gazing, if he doesn't look closely, he can't realize that he is actually a soul without substance.

A thumb-like chain of souls extended from Alsace's hand and disappeared less than half a meter away. Surprisingly, the other half of the chain was attached to the neck of the soul who appeared to be wearing a luxurious mage robe. on.

That powerful soul is naturally the soul of Antonidas!

Obviously there is no more entity, Anthony Das subconsciously made a swallowing motion, and his soul was full of bitterness. The old mage could not help recalling the scene from a while ago, his gray lips twitched.

The Dreadlord is indeed the most treacherous and fearsome creature in the universe. Relying on his strength, he only chased after the dreaded demon king who was wounded by him.

Unfortunately, most of the dreadlords came from the movie emperor. When he chased away from the main battlefield, four dreadlords joined forces to directly seal the surrounding space, and then up to eighteen kinds of negative magic effects were directly added to his head.

Then he knelt and was pulled out of his soul alive, and then a dreadlord became trickier and smaller, entered his body, and occupied his body.

When he returned to God, what he saw were the cold corpses of Uther, and Arthas, who had just completed his great cause!

Antonidas tightened his spirit. In the state of his soul, his vague face became angry.

"I won't give in, you inhuman degenerate! Executioner! Even your father and master dare to kill, what else will you dare! I won't give in! No matter how you torture me Destroying and destroying me is the only thing you can do! "

Antonidas didn't know that Arthas had just suffered another major setback in corrupting Uther's soul.

Once the prince, those gray lips twitched, and then the prince showed a disproportionate expression to his handsome face: "As you wish, the Master of Justice who pretends to be right ... I don't know if your soul is like me Your teacher is holy. Is your will as strong as he is? "

The prince even walked over, and with a wave of magic sword, Antonidas immediately resounded the sorrow and sorrow of countless souls!

"Ah ah ah ah ah"

That was the desperation howl of millions of women before they died.

"Do not"

It was the sad roar of the man who could not protect his wife and children before he died.

"Mommy mommy"

It was the heartbreaking sorrow of a child who was not growing up when he was most afraid.

Antonidas sobbed. He couldn't tell if he was afraid or he was crying in regret. It was only clear to him that the short hoarse whine had nothing to do with anger, hatred and justice.

Among the original seven nations in the alliance, Dalaran had the least concept of so-called evil. In the history of more than two thousand years, countless mages have tried to forbid magic experiments.

That's why there is the Tirisfal Council at the back, which regulates the range of magic used by mages and prevents those trials that are ill.

However, from the bottom of my heart, every mage does not have such a clear concept of so-called morality.

The soul of Anthony Das, who was imprisoned by Tikdios, faced the shadow of Frostmourne. He had no room for resistance, and the resistance he imagined did not exist at all.

Rune sword's phantom pierced him.

It's cold, it's so cold, he still has a living body, and a cold, biting sword pierced into his old body, breaking his thin chest.

"Do not"