Azeroth Trail of Light

Chapter 19 .The Grand Master’s Curtain Call

Dalaran has fallen!

This is not a symbolic sentence. In fact, what this sentence is expounding is a fact.

On the originally fertile Dalaran Great Plain, a terrifying depression, like a wound on this land, appeared in Dalaran’s original location. Lordamire Lake was in front of the Scourge’s power to change the sky and earth, and finally couldn’t If he didn’t choose to change his route, he would completely submerge Dalaran, who had fallen below the ground.

Where can this glorious city of wizards still have its original glory now?

In the cold water of the waist, the wizards who were unable to use the space spells were struggling with the undead who were constantly pouring into the city, doing desperate struggles. Every minute, the living life was dying. In one minute, this already terrible environment will become even more dangerous.

Especially when Alsace’s Nerubian troops started sneak attacks from deep water, the mages had devoted a lot of hard work, and the line of defense that they had barely established was shattered almost instantly.

Archmage Randalok, this noble mage with half-elf bloodline, there is still a trace of decentness now, he holds a staff stained with foul blood in one hand, and an activated one in the other. Magic scroll.

He inherited the excellent vision from his mother, and was searching back and forth in the chaotic water battlefield. The wizards beside him consciously stood beside him, using various spells to delay the approach of the tireless ferocious undead.

Of course, there are also the fainthearted, trying to escape from the water that has turned into a **** killing field, but in the current chaotic situation in Dalaran, a person left alone, unless he is the six-man council or the most senior battle mage, he will survive. The possibility is already negligible.

Just when Randalok’s eyes were a bit sore, a vague wave of magic suddenly emanated from the water not far away, and the half-elf archmage’s face changed, and he threw the scroll in his hand towards that place. Past.

“Go to hell! Devil!”

The next moment, a black spider with disgusting compound eyes, just came out of the water, and hit the scroll of “Arcane Storm” thrown by Randalok. It was purple and chaotic. A powerful arcane storm exploded on the top of this spider demon’s head, and in just a few seconds, the chaotic magic storm with strong tearing force shredded its small half of its body.

Randalok took another scroll from the hands of other mages with difficulty, and a group of people began to move to other places. Ordinary walking corpses or ghouls were not a big threat to the assembled mages, but in After the Nerubian appeared, it was difficult for ordinary wizards to detect these “underground killers.”

Therefore, these mages with far superior perceptions were gathered by Randalok to hunt down these insidious arachnoids. Their squad, also currently, is entrenched on the second floor of the Magic Tavern, treating the wounded. The scouts sent by more than two hundred mages in the world were used to communicate with other surviving mages.

In such an unnamed situation, any sane wizard still knows that if he rushes out, he will only be surrounded by the hundreds of thousands of undead groups. You must find a way to contact the other surviving brothers, based on your own strength. Only when it gets stronger and stronger can it be possible to live with the group.

“Go! Brothers, let’s save the others!”

Randalok loudly inspired the tired wizards, and this was the only motivation for them to persevere. And just as the wizards used their amazing efficiency to save themselves, a crazy fight in the Violet Tower Square was also going on.

The center of Dalaran, the Violet Tower and the nearby Mage Tower, have been enveloped by the sky-roaring flames. The original gorgeous streets, also in the confrontation between the two epic heroes, were completely attacked by the imposing energy. The high-level battle lasted less than ten minutes, and one tenth of Dalaran had been ruthlessly destroyed.

Antonidas entered the rank of epic hero more than ten years ago. His understanding of fire and time magic, even the mysterious bronze dragon, was surprised. Now, this kind of power that ordinary people can’t understand, It became the killer of the archmage.

Arthas wielded Frostmourne wildly. With every sword cut, he could leave a scratch full of dark power on the buildings around Violet Square, and even directly penetrate those buildings, looking from a distance. Go, unfold the power of death completely, like a king of death knights who wants to cover the sky with black mist, now like a large hedgehog that constantly shoots dark blades in all directions, and it seems to be moving fast. Humanoid demolition machine.

The places he ran were all in ruins!

Although it seemed to be offensive, in fact, this guy was forced to enter the defensive mode from the beginning, shooting frantically dark energy blades in all directions, just to interrupt Antonidas’ magical singing.

Only when mortals truly understand the essence of power can they enter the level of epic heroes. Azeroth is so vast and there are no less than hundreds of millions of living creatures. However, there are only 20 or 30 true epic heroes. I have realized that above the ultimate level, there is still an existence called “Legend”, but that is just a legend.

Alsace’s power comes mostly from the gift of Frostmourne, so he, an epic hero, is actually hydrated. This can be seen from the fact that Kael’thas can tie him. Come out.

Therefore, when the King of Death Knight, who has always crushed his opponent with a powerful force, encounters the epic hero Archmage Antonidas, who is truly waterless, he should be beaten violently.

When the light yellow light of time magic covered Antonidas’ body, Arthas could not hurt him at all. Time, this is one of several mysterious systems known as the “Supreme Realm”. When Antonidas When Si’s special understanding of time was fully developed, his existence was spread to many timelines.

Only at the same time, behead it in so many timelines at the same time, otherwise Antonidas will never die.

Is this something mortal can do?

Arthas, who had at least the elementary understanding of death power, couldn’t do this!

The archmage simply ignored the dark blades shot by Frostmourne, and allowed those dark blades to leave bloodless wounds on his body, so that he could use the horrible flame magic that bursts to envelop Arthas in his body. The dark shield outside was worn away a little bit.

What’s more terrifying is that every time the archmage moves, it will summon a phantom in another timeline on the spot. Although it is very similar to the “mirror technique” of arcane magic, in fact, the principle of these phantoms is far greater than that of that magic. Much more complicated.

Moreover, when these illusions are gathered together and used as consumables, they can burst out an attack that threatens Alsace in an instant, and the terrible flame that completely swallows the violet tower is the last time Antonidas consumed these illusions. , The magic power exploded.

He said before that he wanted to kill Alsace’s existence here. It seemed that he was not talking big, he had this kind of power!

Alsace’s appearance is not embarrassed. In fact, in addition to the orcs and demons, which focus on physical power, other mortal races can skillfully use energy and integrate energy attacks into ordinary attacks. The basic conditions of a hero.

At least before Antonidas consumed all the energy in Arthas and Frostmourne, it was almost impossible to harm the body of the Death Knight King.

Unless the Archmage can also get the super energy infusion like the previous Dick, so that his magic power will have a crushing effect on the dark power of Arthas.

But even if he can’t hurt his body, Arthas is still miserable now. At the level of Antonidas, all magic is almost instantaneous, and flame magic is notoriously high in damage, facing the archmage. He can only choose to avoid the range magic thrown by the flames of hell.

The battlefield of two people moved from the inside of the Violet Tower, which was lifted off the ceiling by Krasus, all the way to the square outside the Tower. This time it seemed that the old mage had made up his mind, even if he destroyed Dalaran by himself. To kill Alsace.

But is the King of Death Knights so easy to kill?

“Hahaha! Antonidas, you have entered my trap! You are the same as your city!…dead!”

The old mage who was casting a spell suddenly frowned, and the pale yellow light on his body quickly circulated, causing him to exchange positions with a timeline illusion that he had left behind. In the next second, the two giant red claws were torn apart. After opening the space, the illusion of the archmage left in place was completely torn apart.

Accompanied by the black space rift suddenly expanded three times, when it disappeared, the height of more than 4 meters, the whole body was haunted by **** mist, the fear halo was spread to the strongest leader of Nathrezim, the most A strong dreadlord, wrapped in red bat wings, like a Tichondrius of a large vampire bat, appeared in the chaos!

“Tsk tsk, quietly who is this, a mortal who has mastered the mystery of time, if you submit to the legion, I will let you be merciful! Even your city!”

Tichondrius grabbed his chin with his sharp claws and looked at Antonidas with a malicious expression, but the old mage ignored him at all, instead turning his gaze behind him.

On the other side of Violet Square, Antonidas also felt a cold that could freeze the soul. The tired old mage turned his head. He saw an endless tide of frost, running down the ground, down the buildings, and even Following the air, from the street behind, it spread to the battlefield.

Floating in the air, wearing a magnificent purple robe, wearing a crown, holding a wooden horse wand, his body is pure white bones, and is locked by six magic chains, the great lich with a huge amount of magic is freezing all the breath In the middle of the game, he hit the Lich’s palm with one hand, broke open the frozen building, and caught the shivering Mage Dalaran hiding in the air.

In its neurotic laughter, the screaming mage was frozen into an ice sculpture. The great lich placed its white claws on the ice sculpture, and with a light tap, the pale green soul fell into its hands. At the same time, the ice sculpture exploded and turned into stars in the sky.

“Hehe…My respected mentor, I’m back, with death and despair…I’m going home.”

Kel’Thuzad no longer dreamed, its hollow voice was full of gloom. But Arthas, who was hit by a scorching fireball from the old mage, shook the black cloak behind him, put Frostmourne on his shoulders, strode to the side of the old mage, and the black mist unfolded again behind him. Everything was swallowed.

Black is death, red is fear, and white is frost.

Three forces, four battlefields, the space is still locked, and all paths of life are blocked.

The old mage raised his head and glanced at the sky that seemed to be far away. He knew that he had been calculated.

Faced with the ambush of three epic heroes, it is already difficult for him to leave here alive.

Whether it’s Tichondrius, Arthas, or even the Great Lich with an abnormal head, everyone didn’t rush forward, not just because of the respect for the old mage, but these cunning guys knew that once they mastered it. Antonidas, who had gained the mysterious power of time, was completely mad, and he could definitely kill any of them before he died.

No one wants to die under the dawn of victory.

This gave the old mage one last time. He put the purple and shiny eyes of Daraje on the ground, took out his exquisite ebony pipe from his arms, put it in his mouth, and took a deep breath.

The pure tobacco from the Kingdom of Stormwind introduced a pungent and delicate fragrance into his nostrils. The old mage squinted his eyes. In the rising smoke, he seemed to see his past, Medivh, and his youth. Terenas, and himself.

He smiled heartily, threw the pipe in his hand to one side, and straightened his crooked black pointed hat for the last time. The next moment, the time of crazy flames and riots broke out on the battlefield where the three malicious parties gathered. .

The golden light and red flame seemed to pierce the spreading darkness, and seemed to glow the brightest and the last hope in the sunset when the sun fell for the last time.

Dick, who was riding on the panhorn goat, followed the Frostwolf orcs and the heavily armed Thunderspear cavalry, rushed towards the fallen Dalaran. At this moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the giant not far away. In the depression, the golden red light that pierced the sky, his heart suddenly tightened.

“Speed ​​up! Speed ​​up!”

“To save those mages!”

Dick, whose complexion changed greatly, waved his whip and once again hit the goat that was already running hard.

Behind him, the expressions of Drektal and Marshal Fandral were hard to see the extreme.

The mighty Dalaran… just fell into it?

What should they use to resist such dark power?