Alexstasa stood on the top floor of the Temple of the Dragon's Sleep, the graceful Queen's left hand resting on the ruined stone pillar, the top of the tower destroyed by Arthas and Sindagoza's last raid, her starry eyes that could penetrate space and time, she looked at the dark Icecrown glacier, and seemed to hear the last, desperate, fierce and vicious roar of the dragon. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The falling snow in the Dragonbone Wilderness was abruptly much thicker at this moment, and it seemed to be making a sad footnote to this dragon roar.

The queen closed her eyes, and just now she had witnessed the final fall of one of her contemporaries, who had had a rough life.

"Sindagossa is dead! she died at the hands of five mortals..."

The voice of the Oath of Life was heard throughout the top of the tower, and the sound stopped the work in the hands of Malygos, who was busy preparing something, but then the Blue Dragon King continued to manipulate the mana line.

The queen looked back in some surprise, she looked at her brother, Malygos, who was the most manic in memory, silent as if he had been silenced, and he turned his back to Alexstaza, and kept wrapping his fingers around the magic threads in the air, letting it wrap around little by little, little by little.

The furious magic in the world, in the hands of Malygos, is like the gentlest ball of thread, allowing him to change shape.

A few seconds later, the Queen's voice rang out again,

"If you want revenge for Sindagosa, go, Malygos, no one will blame you..."

"No"

The old blue dragon spat out a word indifferently, and then shook his head, "My wife died 10,000 years ago... That creature is just a sad silhouette, and Arthas is just a pathetic lost in fate, and I... I should let go of the hatred, I have more important things to do... I've wasted 10,000 years, and I can't go on any longer. ”

"Enough!

Alexatas's left hand rested on Malygos's shoulder, and the old blue dragon's body trembled slightly, obviously, he was not as calm as he seemed on the surface,

"We are relatives, and your anger and sorrow cannot be hidden from me... Go ahead and don't keep your anger in your heart. ”

The Red Dragon Queen closed her eyes, her voice deep as if she were a real sister, "We're about to start a new war, we're about to face the most powerful mind controller in the world, and before that, you have to clear all your negativity... Arthas has hurt you, go get revenge, this time, we're on your side!"

Malygos was silent, but after a moment, he began to assemble the magic in his hand again,

"No... It's not time yet... Alsace will see my anger... It's not time yet. ”

On the other side, at the same time that Dick led the paladins and death knights into the Icecrown Fortress, at the edge of the two-story black iron tower of the western wall of the Icecrown Fortress, the group was also hurrying to their battlefield.

The dwarf sorcerer Pragg was their guide, riding on the shoulders of his wrath-guardian demon, constantly following the guidance of the light in his hand, searching for something in this dark, labyrinthine place, before a dark iron wall with no way forward.

Behind him, Kael'thas in crimson robes with a golden phoenix flying over his shoulder, Gianna holding the primordial one, Liadrin, carrying the call of the dragon and A.L., Ronin carrying a strange staff of sheep's head, and Khadgar carrying the staff of the Guardian.

A top mage of one water.

These mages who are the most knowledgeable about magic in Azeroth have gathered, and naturally they are not here for sightseeing, everything comes from the news brought back by Prager.

Frost Sorrow is linked to the evil land that holds the endless remnants of souls, Arthas's deepest hidden secret fortress, the source of his power - the Soul Crucible!

"Give me time, I'm almost there!"

Prager wiped the sweat from his face on the demon's shoulder, the ball of light in his hand was taken from the soul and memories of his old friend, and in a hurry, Prager had to do what seemed to be a wicked thing.

However, not everyone had enough patience, and the King of the Sunseeker raised his eyebrows, and his left hand rubbed the hilt of the Sunseeker's pride in his hand with some impatience, a gesture that did not seem like that of Kael'thas would have been, and it must have been a real big deal to make this ruler, who was always extremely sensible, so anxious.

"I gave up my chance to take revenge on Alsace... It's not up to you to play tricks here, Warlock!"

2 minutes later, the King of the Sunchasers completely lost his patience, his cold voice made Prager can't help but pinch the soul mass in his hand, probably too strong, the soul flew away in his palm, Prager's eyes widened, but in the next moment, the purple soul did not dissipate immediately, but under the traction of some force, it infiltrated into the tightly closed and seamless iron wall of Saron on the left side of everyone.

Now, everyone knows what to do.

"Ahh I'll just say... I knew it... No wonder that guy said that only his own soul could open that door! I see! We have to follow the direction of his soul back to the soul furnace! It's stupid!"

Pragg slapped his head and was about to go forward to find the gate, but Kael'thas, who was already unwilling to waste time, took two steps forward, put his left hand on the wall, frowned, and said to the people,

"There's a weird space in the back, all stand back, I'll blow it up!"

As he spoke, a terrifying ball of lava fireball appeared in his hand, but the next moment, it was stopped by Khadgar, and the old and serious mage said loudly,

"Calm down, Sun King, it may be dangerous to destroy it so brutally!"

"Dangerous?"

Kael'thas, who had completely lost his cool, suddenly turned his head, and there was a touch of dangerous madness flowing from his handsome eyes, it was obvious that behind this wall, there was something that he couldn't tolerate, and he hated that thing even more than Arthas!

"I've traveled thousands of miles to get here, and that's just for this moment! Darkan, the bastard who nearly destroyed my country, killed my father, and nearly ruined everything for me, is behind this wall... I don't care about any danger in order to kill him!"

"Boom"

As soon as Kael'thas finished speaking, two large fireballs spun and flew out, no worse than the lava fireball in his hand, and smashed head-on on the steel wall beside him, the scorching temperature completely melted the steel and opened a passage that allowed one person to pass through, and there was a rapidly cooling, liquid dripping steel juice at the edge of the passage.

Ronin, who was carrying the staff of sheep's head, stepped forward with an indifferent face, and when he walked to Kael'thas, he said to the Sun King,

"What a coincidence... For the sake of this latter existence, Dalaran did not hesitate to do anything at risk. ”

Ronin lowered his head and entered the tunnel, then Gianna, Liadrin, and finally Kael'thas with the same cold face, and Khadgar, who looked inexplicable, pulled the warlock Prager and asked in a low voice before entering the passage,

"What's behind this wall, why are these best mages like crazy?"

Pragg glanced at Khadgar, the archmage had been in the world of Draenor all these years, and was not familiar with what was happening in Azeroth, but in line with the principle that it was better to have more friends, the magician explained to him in detail,

"Darkan is an elven traitor who colluded with demons to invade Silvermoon City, I heard that with the original defense of Quel'Thalas, it is unlikely that the undead will capture that city, but Darkan has attracted demons in the city, resulting in Silvermoon City is still in ruins, a large number of demons are entrenched there, and the Sun King's father also died under the sword of Arthas... So to the Sun King, Darkan is a more hateful guy than Arthas, and his pursuit of revenge is understandable, uh... In fact, he was a generous and wise ruler in his normal life, and I was very willing to deal with him. ”

"What about Ronin and Gianna? I don't think they've been very happy lately. ”

Hearing Khadgar's inquiry, Pragg couldn't help but roll his eyes, and he asked Khadgar as he walked through the dark tunnel,

"Aren't you also an archmage from Dalaran? don't you know the grievances between Dalaran and Arthas? You should know better than I do!"

"Uh... I'm a little bit with them... Excuse me, and I only returned to Dalaran before the war, Dalaran was captured by Alsace I know, but Ronin is not a person who loses his mind because of hatred, I almost grew up with him, I know that!"

"That's because you don't know what's up!"

Prager pointed at the fool in front of him with some madness, and said loudly, "Arthas resurrected Master Antonidas, who was killed in battle, and enslaved his soul!

"Ahh

After Khadgar heard this shocking news, his peaceful face also showed anger, although he was not very close to Dalaran because of Medivan, and in the recent past, he had been staying in the Broken Isles, dealing with the remnants of Sulama, and he really didn't have time to pay attention to anything else.

But when he first entered Dalaran, he was also deeply cared for by Antonidas, and he also had great respect for the venerable old man in his heart, and he also knew that Ronin and Gianna regarded Antonidas as a father.

Now, Arthas has enslaved the soul of Antonidas... No wonder they are angry as they are.

"Alsace... It's hard to imagine that there is such a guy on this planet!

Khadgar shook his head, and he stepped forward quickly, standing with Ronin and Gianna, and he whispered to them,

"Sorry, I didn't know..."

Ronin glanced at him, "Khadgar, forget the gap between Medivan and Dalaran, I'll just ask you one question, we... Dalaran needs your help now... Would you like to help us?"

"Of course!"

Khadgar patted Ronin on the shoulder, his slightly old face full of hatred, "I am duty-bound, as for other things, let the master's soul rest in peace first." ”

"Good!"

The iceberg-like Luo Ning nodded, and after more than ten seconds, everyone came to a fork, and there were three roads in front of them.

"On the left is the Soul Furnace, where Master Antonidas is guarding, on the far right is the Hall of Reflections, where Darkan looks after the truly powerful souls of the Lich King, according to my old friend before he died, and in the middle is the Saron Mine, which is basically not to be visited, where Arthas crafted weapons for his elite legions. ”

Prague scratched his head and added,

"It's said that both the Soul Forge and the Hall of Reflection have some connection to Frostmourn, so we'd better destroy both!"

"Hmm... I do smell the stench of Darkan!"

Kael'thas breathed a sigh of relief, a crystal in his hand smashed in front of him, and a portal opened in place, and on the other side, Gianna also opened a portal.

Heavily armed elven spellbreakers, the most elite Firewing Guards, and Arcanists from Sindra emerge from the portal of Kael'thas, and on the other side are Dalaran's battlemages and swordsmen.

Kael'thas gestured at Ronin,

"Let's go to the right, and I will do my best to destroy the high necromancers until Arthas dies, and I wish you good luck, Avenger of Dalaran, and a moment of silence to Master Antonidas on my behalf. ”

Luo Ning nodded,

"I wish you all the best, too, Sun King... Today, Dalaran and Arthas are destined to fall!"

Pugra didn't know where he was going, he came to report after Odosa's mission, and it was only out of speculative psychology, now it seemed that he could only choose one of the two big thick legs, and finally Kael'thas helped him make the choice.

"Follow me, Warlock, I'm pleased with your information... After the war, you can always go to Quel'Thalas to collect what you deserve... Now, it's time to give the traitors a taste of punishment, you've studied souls well, right... Do me a favor and pump out that bastard's soul for me!"

Prager's cold words made him shudder, and he looked left and right, the most powerful forces in the whole world were using their own ways to crusade against Arthas, and it seemed that the dark shadow that once threatened the world was destined to fall today.

At this time, Prager was most fortunate that he was on the side of victory.