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Arthas rode on the invincible with his wings folded behind his back, Kel'thugad floating beside him, the Great Lich's recent movements becoming more and more strange, Arthas heard his meaningless, dreamy voice more than once, something like "darkness is in the shadow", something like "flesh and blood to be sublimated".

However, after the transformation of the Great Lich, its own personality has changed greatly, so Arthas is not surprised by these situations, not to mention that its wisdom is still as strong as before.

The two leaders of the Scourge's legion are standing under the dark canopy, and wherever the undead legion goes, Kel'thugad only needs to wave his hand, and the powerful dark energy will turn into a curtain and cover the entire sky, but the mages of Dalaran are not easy to mess with, so the location of the dark canopy can only extend to Lake Lordanmere at present.

But that's enough.

A few thousand meters in front of Arthas, a giant spider demon was pushing the dirt like a hill from the center of Lake Lordamir with its terrifying forelimbs as sharp as a purple scythe, like a water monster.

This spider demon's whole body is like a beetle that is magnified a hundred times, and the bright carapace of the whole body has become blue-white, the blue is the background color, and the white one is the ice energy around the carapace, these ice armor constitute the second layer of magic armor of this spider demon lord, this guy is a ruthless character who is difficult to deal with at first glance, but where the skin on the surface of the body is exposed, all are protected by arc-shaped carapaces, and the defense ability is so strong that it makes people desperate.

On the top of its beetle-like head is a long, streamlined horn that curves upwards, adding an extra bit of hideousness to its already eerie and terrifying nature.

Under the frost covering his body, there was no longer the breath of life in his originally hideous little eyes, but two blood-red and shining undead fires.

Anubarak, the ruler of the Northrend Spider Demon Empire, the most powerful spider demon, even when the Lich King controlled all the undead in the entire Northrend continent and besieged the Spider Demon Empire, it cost a great deal to kill Anubarak with the tactics of the sea of people, and now, this giant beetle has also become one of the strongest forces under his command.

But in terms of strength, even Arthas is completely inferior to Anubarak, this is simply an unstoppable terrifying monster, it took 2 months to force a passage through the Northrend continent and the Eastern Kingdom continent in the underground of the North Sea.

And the whimsical "Dalaran Collapse Plan" proposed by Kelthugad can only be completed by Anubaraq and his elite spider guards.

In just 10 days, these tireless underground creatures have literally dug through all the land around the indestructible indestructible overhanging mountain beneath Dalaran.

A deeper, circular hole, in which the whole of Lake Lordamere had now been stored, half of the water of Lake Lordamere, and in 20 minutes the last hole would be penetrated, and by that time Alsace would have to destroy only a little bit of the surface to sink the whole of Dalaran into the ground.

Even if the sinking distance is only 30 meters, as long as the drop is formed, the remaining half of the water of Lordamere Lake will follow this drop and completely submerge Dalaran.

As a former member of Kenrito's six-member council, Kel'thugad knew the horrors of the Violet Enchantment, but he also knew that this enchantment, although it would block poisonous liquids, could easily be poured into the city through the enchantment for simple water.

The sophisticated magic arrays are not afraid of flooding, but the magic runes of the Violet Enchantment are all over Dalaran, and they don't need to destroy all the magic circles, even if they only need to destroy one corner, it is enough for Dalaran's arrogant mages to drink a pot.

You must know that if all the undead and the entire 500,000 thousand spirits are allowed to rush into the city of Dalaran, just by relying on their numbers, they can completely pile up those mages, and Dalaran, who has no standing army, will not be able to stop the offensive of the sea of the undead at all.

The spider lord Anubarak is still busy, this spider demon has long learned the lingua franca, and even speaks with spirit links, but after becoming an undead, it has completely become a stuffy gourd, but Arthas and Kel'thugad don't care about this, as long as Anubrak can do what they want to do, let it be.

Twenty minutes later, Anubrak's blue-white figure slowly crawled out of the lake where the level was much lower, and behind it, more than 300 black spider-like dark spiders with humanoid bodies also crawled out of the tunnel, standing densely behind the three masters.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Arthas had been the Quel'Salas who commanded the attacks of these elite spider demons, the High Elves would have been absolutely unable to defend against them, and their attack power and spell attainments would have far surpassed those of other undead troops.

Satisfied, Arthas rolled over from his invincibility and landed on the ground, he took a few steps forward, relying on the unparalleled dark magic, he could clearly feel that there was still at least 30 meters between the ground and the crater, and this thickness had already cut off all detection magic.

Of course, a mage of Antonidas's level can easily discover this trap as long as he deliberately observes, but now, 500,000 undead are attacking the city day and night, and the demons belonging to Tikdios are involved from time to time, summoning two meteors to attract the attention of the mages.

No matter how idle Antonidas is, he will not use his precious spiritual power for underground treasure hunting.

"Poof!"

The black-blue sword of death was drawn by Arthas's backhand, and he glanced back behind him, Anubrak was like an ordinary beetle, four long battering ram-like legs lying on the ground, and the two sharp forelimbs were constantly rubbing against each other, and Kel'thugad was sick again, with his back to him, and he didn't know what to write or draw in the air, and in the spiritual connection, there was a dream cry.

Arthas shook his head, turned around, raised his sword, and slammed into the ground, this coherent action activated all seven runes on the sword's body, and all the blades pierced into the ground, and Arthas also half-knelt there.

"Bang!"

The dark magic was like a dragon and thunder, piercing through the already fragile surface in an instant, and then radiating outward frantically, just in an instant, the entire earth seemed to be excessively dry, and cracks appeared one by one, quickly spreading into the distance.

"Bang!"

There was another muffled thud, and the ground in front of Arthas collapsed, it rose and fell, and finally it opened several pieces of the whole year, and fell into the rushing lake below, and this was only the beginning, and after the ground collapsed at this moment, a chain reaction quickly formed.

In front of Arthas, an empty road that seemed to be invisible appeared quickly, and the turbulent lake splashed out from a crack as wide as ten people could stand side by side, Arthas could clearly feel that the ground was shaking, and in front of him, the dark crack spread far away, and finally at the end of Arthas's sight, separated the two sides, and continued to collapse in an arc.

"Ah, mortals... So vulnerable!"

Arthas withdrew the magic sword, put it on his back, gently patted the invincible head, and the skeletal war horse that retained his sanity rubbed the palm of his master's hand, and finally under the will of the king of the death knights, it turned into a black mist and returned to Arthas's hand, turning into a black rein.

Arthas hung the reins around his waist, and then ran forward a few steps quickly, at the edge of the rift, jumped, don't guess, the king of the death knights was not ready to kill himself, just as he crossed an arc in the air, Anubrak's huge body jerked forward, as if the most magical magic, and the whole body disappeared into the ground, leaving only a hole not enough for an adult to drill into.

This is the magic spell that only appears when the power of the earth is understood at a very deep level, and of course, it is also the innate skill of the most powerful Crypt Lord, Anubarak.

At the moment when Arthas was about to fall into the rushing and roaring lake, Anubarak's huge body appeared in the lake again, allowing the king of the Death Knight to fall steadily on the head of the Crypt Lord, the four thick branches of this behemoth easily offset the impact of hundreds of thousands of tons of lake water, step by step, with his villain master, towards the distance, in a burst of rising smoke, collapsed and fell to the ground below Dalaran walked over.

At this time, Dalaran has really become a pot of porridge.

When the city fell, the unsuspecting mages suffered a wave of heavy blows, and they woke up in the formation that they had not yet shaken from the ground, as if the sky was falling apart, and the icy lake water that fell from the sky made all the mages who knew the inside story cold.

But they couldn't do anything but watch the purple barrier disappear in the lake.

When most of Dalaran was submerged in the lake, death and despair really came.

Archmage Randaloc was badly wounded in the back, and Archmage Maitiel scurried out of the sewers that had been completely twisted in the first wave of impact into the street.

In the waist-deep icy lake, they were lucky, at least one life was held, and there were already many corpses of unlucky people who had lost their lives in the first wave of impact in the entire streets of Dalaran, and Landalok's eyes turned red when he saw the tragic situation of his companions.

The movement of the first wave of impact alone caused Dalaran to lose almost one-twentieth of his strength.

But the mage's wisdom forced him to move towards the higher buildings as soon as possible, otherwise he would not be able to hold out for long after being in the lake for a long time, and the seriously injured Maitir would definitely not last long.

"Teleport!"

Landalok waved his staff with one hand, but he forgot that under the blockade of the Kel'thugad and the demons, the entire plain of Dalaran could not be used for space spells.

The archmage cursed, hating himself for the first time in his life. In addition to the study of magic, why didn't you exercise well!

If it weren't for the fact that the city rebuilt by the mages was large enough, the water of the entire Lordammere Lake would only allow the water level to flood one-third of the height of the entire city, otherwise just the wave of the flood raging, the low-level mages who could not use space spells to escape would not know how much they would die.

It's a whole city!

Of course, this is also the most fortunate thing for Dalaran now.

However, at the moment when the innumerable tide of the undead jumped from the ground that had not yet collapsed into the lake, the city's luck finally came to an end.

Antonidas struggled to get up from the ground, the blow just now came too quickly, so that a powerful mage like him also fell to the ground, but after the old mage stood up, the first thing he did was to check the surrounding environment through the Eye of Dalaran, which had been completely extinguished.

Until a cold, eerie voice sounded behind Antonidas.

"Archmage... Put the staff in your hand... Leave it to me!"

The old mage remembered this voice, although he was still very young when he first heard it, but at that time, the owner of this voice was full of enthusiasm and a sense of justice, and now, in this voice, there is only endless nothingness, and endless indifference.

He turned his head and looked at the death knight who held a dark magic sword in his hand, looked at his old friend's son, looked at Arthas's indifferent eyes, and felt the power in this body that had been dominated by death, which was not much weaker than him, Antonidas closed his eyes in pain.

He grabbed the red dragon mage Crassus who wanted to rush forward, and in a calm tone, he held the Eye of Dalaran behind him in his hand, the old mage may be old, he may have become stubborn, he may not be as enlightened as before, but when he really made up his mind, he was still the strongest archmage in the human world, and there was no one.

"Crassus, my friend, go and help the others escape, here... I'll leave it to me!"

Antonidas opened his eyes, the pain in his wise eyes disappeared, and all that was left was firmness and killing intent, the red dragon mage saw the old mage's resoluteness, he glanced at Arthas with a yellow snake pupil full of majesty, turned around and took three steps back, the effect of the top transfiguration technique was lifted, the violet tower, the top of the solid tower was completely lifted away by a huge red dragon at this moment.

At the moment when the bright red and flame-like Crassus flew into the sky, the old mage pressed his mage's pointed hat and aimed the purple Eye of Dalaran at Arthas,

"You want it, you have to kill me first, darkness!, or I'll step on your corpse and go to your master to settle the score!"

"Arrogance!"

Arthas shouted, the dark magic sword rolled up endless cold and blood breath, and slashed at the old mage's head, but the next moment, the old mage's figure was shattered in the magic sword, and when he reappeared, he was already standing behind Arthas, his left hand opened, and with a wave of forward, three lava fireballs the size of a human head smashed through the blood shield on Arthas's body neatly, completely drowning the death knight who had not yet returned to his senses.

It's just that at the beginning of the battle, along the way, people blocked and killed, Buddha blocked and killed Buddha, and Arthas, the king of the incomparably domineering death knights, fell into a complete disadvantage in the face of the archmage whose magic attainments were at the pinnacle.

"I swear! The fallen Dalaran will be the grave where your dark ambitions are buried!"