The effect of the Shadow of the Leaves is outstanding, as the Draenei could see when they used it to shade the city of Telmo, which can make a city lose its form and hide two people. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But when he sneaked with old Mograine, Dick also discovered the shortcomings of this gem, the holy light energy that the Ember Messenger escaped was too domineering, and even the shadow of the leaves could not completely cover it, in the end, this gem still needs Dick's spiritual power to drive, old Mograine is already an epic hero, completely crushing Dick, so in the end he had to let him use an enchanted sword cloth to completely cover this sword.

Fortunately, when Tyrande and Vasqi were fighting desperately, the fierce battle disturbed the surrounding aura, coupled with the dark energy surrounding Illidan, it really didn't make Mavi aware that Dick and Mograini, who had been hiding by Illidan's side for a long time, were able to stop Mavi's blow at this critical moment.

The old knight has a very poor sense of Illidan, to be precise, this tough paladin has a very bad sense of all those who manipulate the darkness, but under Dick's explanation, the old knight also knows that the demon-like elf is planning to use the dark magic weapon in his hand to attack the dark continent Northrend from a distance, and directly eliminate the master behind all the undead from the source!

Old Mograini definitely raised his hands in favor of such a move, so he suppressed his disgust for the time being, and hid with Dick next to the dark storm that made him uncomfortable, so as to prevent anyone else from interrupting the ceremony.

When the Ember Messenger appeared, when the light of the domineering, all-incinerated Holy Blade filled the sky, the paladins hidden nearly a thousand meters away also blew their horns, drove the war horses under their crotches, and quickly marched towards the spider demons who were trembling with the Great Druids on the ground!

The holy light on the knights illuminated the dark night, and the battle flags behind them fluttered in the hunting wind.

In the corner of the devastated Dalaran Plain, when the moonlight was obscured, four battlefields, eight heroes were entangled together, as well as the army of paladins and spider demons, the battle between Naga and the undead, in this dim moment, the sound of weapon clashing resounded throughout the night, shouts, fights, and the roar of monsters made this abandoned place become another Hyjal Mountain!

But that's not all!

In this carnival, there is still a protagonist who has not arrived.

"Hmm... Look at this chaos, look at this death, look at this blood, I hear the pain, burning in the abyss, the abyss calling me... No, no, no, no, it's always been with me, yes, yes!"

The lich Kel'thugad, who had been standing in place, neither attacking nor rashly joining the battlefield, snapped his bone fingers, and the god was babbling something, his white bone body and the luxurious robes outside his body emitted a strange purple light in the darkness, this guy said creepy words in a calm tone, and the black eyes on his skull looked at the imposing battlefield from time to time, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"The shadow tells me that I should go! But I want to taste again, these emotions, these emotions that are hidden under the skin! Yes, the pure soul, no, I should go!"

With inexplicable words, the lich turned around, and froze in place.

Behind him, in the empty mid-air, a proud and handsome figure stood there, holding the fiery red magic blade on his waist with one hand, the blood-colored magic robe and the three emerald green magic balls floating behind his head, and the miniature flame phoenix with its wings flapping on its shoulder, all of which represented the elven prince who had truly entered the state of battle.

Underneath his floating body, three large portals opened one after another, and rangers, mages, and the newly created blood knight elites, a team of hundreds of people quickly walked out of the portal, and then according to the predetermined attack plan, they quickly rushed to where they should go.

The twelve high-ranking mages of the Firewing Guard lined up behind Kael'thas, blocking the path where K'l'Comfortgard had left, and Archmages Lannathor and Rothman floated around Kael'thas on the left and right.

Although no one spoke, the battle had already shown everything, the chattering lich tightened his grip on the Journey Trojan Horse Staff, and on the surface of his white bone body, a thick shield of ice appeared, and the six golden rune chains around his body began to rotate rapidly, and the magic filled his body, making his gem-studded robes also begin to flutter.

The Great Lich is serious!

Because he knows that if he doesn't take it seriously, I'm afraid he won't have a chance to be serious.

"Scourge, I'm coming!"

Kael'thas raised his eyebrows, green eyes shining with hatred.

"Sindore's revenge begins, and it starts with you!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The experience in Mount Hyjal taught Dick that as long as he entered the hero level, he could easily change the terrain during the battle, and in the battle, there were 6 epic heroes, and when the battle was fully opened, that kind of scene was called "destroying the world" was almost the same.

The death verdict in Uther's hand grazed Arthas's breastplate and fell to the ground, and the power of corrosion and shadow wrapped around this sword was like a thousand ghosts crying, and the moment the blade touched the ground, a crack tens of meters long was broken in the ground, and the stirred stones smashed around, like setting off a dark storm.

Arthas stepped back quickly, waved his hand and laid down a blood-red spiritual shield, but in the blink of an eye, he was slashed by Uther, who pounced on him like a fierce tiger, and the whirring evil wind brought out by the hideous death verdict, each blow would leave an afterimage in the air.

Uther is really crazy!

Arthas even had to summon a group of gargoyles from the sky, let them turn into stone statues, bombard from a high altitude, trying to block Uther's attack, but the crazy death knight didn't pay attention to it at all, and the batwing of the black energy convergence behind him opened up brutally, forming a thick energy barrier, and continued to chase Arthas under the bombardment of hundreds of gargoyles!

The King of the Death Knight dodged left and right in embarrassment, and at the beginning, he easily pierced the sacred barrier of Uther, who was still a paladin, with his sharp, and light-targeted magic sword Frost Grief, but now, when the more powerful Uther reappeared, Arthas felt like he had returned to the way he was when he first became a reserve knight.

In the face of the attack of the crazy Uther, he can only defend!

It's not that you don't want to fight back, it's that you can't fight back!

But the clay figurines are also fiery, not to mention Arthas, the king of the Death Knights?

Once again, the sharp blade of Frostmourn collided with the bone blade of Death Judgment, and the power of the two guys collided, causing a stunned ring of dark energy to spread out in all directions, even blowing away the gargoyles that fell to the ground.

In the wind stirred up by the energy, Arthas leaned forward and looked fiercely at Uther, who was also leaning forward, and for the first time after the battle, he made a sound.

"Old fellow, I could have killed you before, and I can do the same now!"

Uther's reaction was more direct, smashing a punch at Arthas, the king of the Death Knight blocked it with his left arm, and his body took several steps back, and before he could raise his head, the howling wind came to his face again!

"That's a lot of nonsense!

The battlefield where the two people fought, under the deliberate traction of Arthas, kept approaching the platform of Dalaran, but Uther didn't care about these at all, and the death energy slashed in all directions, and after running all the way, it was even more broken, a barren land filled with death.

The two guys who stand at the top of the death power, in the case of full combat power, everywhere they stand, death energy will be injected into the surrounding ground, this kind of earth filled with malignant energy is a breeding ground for the undead, and ordinary people can't survive at all.

But who can handle that right now?

Dick's eyes didn't even stop for a second on Uther and Arthas, who were getting closer and closer, because on the other side, there were even crazier battlefields, on the other side of the platform of Dalaran, Tyrande and Vasqui, the Ashbringer and the Watcher, the moonlight, the tide, the holy light, the shadows, plus the huge amount of darkness around Illidan, these energies collided and tore each other, and different lights also dyed the sky in colorful colors.

It was like being in the center of a storm, and the pressure of getting up close and personal with these heroes gave Dick a sense of the end of the world!

In the distance, Kael'thas led the mages of Quel'Thallas and the Great Lich to fight to the death, like a bright and brilliant firework, all kinds of spells rushed on the battlefield, the earth was shattered, the earth was wailing, and the flaming phoenix flapped its wings across the sky, shedding flaming flames that lit up the entire night sky.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, the strength of the Great Lich is not necessarily completely crushed even in the face of Kael'thas, and now there are other people's help punches, in short, the situation of the Great Lich is very bad, much worse than Arthas, who can still hold on.

The paladin looked at the land that had been overwhelmed by these battles, he was originally full of confidence, and suddenly felt a panic, the appearance of this chaotic scene was at least a third of his credit, but now, Dick's gamble again, pushed the situation to a chaotic future.

"I'm going to win! I'm going to win this time! I'm going to win!"

Dick scolded angrily, clenched the fire of justice in his hand, right now, only this holy hammer can bring him some comfort, the cold touch, let the paladin's hesitant heart instantly quiet, above his head, those frost dragons flying from a distance are getting closer and closer, Dick looked around, the paladins and blood knights gathered together to attack those spider demons, Haduron's rangers are also suppressing the gargoyles that are constantly flying in the air.

There's no one left to help him, and now it's up to him!

Dick gritted his teeth and pulled out the silver card he had always treasured.

Now, it's time to show your cards!

The paladin felt the sudden descent due to the arrival of the frost dragon, looked at Illidan beside him, who had begun to moan slightly, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and clicked on the silver card.