42. Phoenix Nirvana

Sylvanas aimed at a high-ranking demon guardian who had just crawled out of the sea, the crimson skin of that guy was obviously different from the other dark green demon guards, and what he held in his hand was not an axe or a spear, but a strange blood-red whip. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This guy is a character who is not easy to mess with at first glance, the ranger general pursed his thirsty lips, in the noisy battlefield, she squinted her left eye slightly, you know, from her current position, to the coast, enough distance of 3 kilometers, if it were not for the elves' natural ultra-distant vision, she would not have found this unique demon guard.

"Go!"

The Ranger General let out a loud shout, and the silver arrow in his hand burst out with a buzzing sound when it left the bowstring, and disappeared into the air in an instant, because the speed of this blow "Chimera's Bite" has exceeded the extreme that can be captured by the naked eye.

On the straight marks of this long arrow, everything that stands in its way will be ruthlessly pierced.

In the eyes of the Ranger General, her silver arrow pierced the bodies of seven demons, and finally came to the demon holding the blood-red whip, but because there were too many demons pierced, the speed and strength of this killer arrow were not as fast as before, and the demon held it in his hand.

The tip of the silver-edged arrow was less than a fist away from the demon's head, and Sylvanas could even see the smug smile on the demon's ugly face.

But the Ranger General's erected finger was put down suddenly, and the arrow blade of the arrow that was caught by the demon in his hand, driven by the magic engraved on the shaft of the arrow, accelerated wildly again, directly piercing the demon's forehead.

The smug expression was still on its face, but the explosive wound on its forehead, and the flame of holy light rising from the back of its head, had already doomed this guy to death!

It thought it had dodged this attack, but in fact it didn't, but anywhere outside the void, the demon would not be killed, it only needed to cultivate in the void for a hundred years before it could recover as before, but this unexpected death, I believe it would definitely leave a good memory for it.

Sylvanas' face was filled with a wild smile, and she was undoubtedly the true Valkyrie on this bloody battlefield.

But just when the Ranger General subconsciously stretched his hand to the quiver behind his back, she grabbed it empty!

Sylvanas's face was gloomy, she brought two bags of arrows, or was she not a demon commander not to kill, but now, two big bags of arrows, a full 200 demon-breaking arrows with holy light, just used up?

How many of these demons are coming?

Sylvanas turned her bow behind her back, wiped her hands around her waist, and two elven sabers fell into her hands, and she quickly rushed into the front line of the battle between the spellbreakers and demons, frantically slaughtering the demons that were constantly surging forward.

On the other side, Myra-Dawnblade also wielded the phoenix heavy sword in his hand, and in many fierce battles, the remaining 15 paladins followed closely behind him, and the baptism of war made these elven paladins stronger and sharper, following behind Dick, and also making them more comfortable with the use of holy light.

They wore the most precious enchanted heavy helmets that Kael'thas took out of the treasury, and they only relied on 16 people to hold the left corner of the battle line, but such a high-intensity battle has exhausted Myra to the extreme, every time he swings his sword, his whole body will be sore, behind them, the magicians of the Silver Moon Council are even more desperate, they even use the treasured magic potions, as a supplement to drink.

In order to maintain a steady stream of bombing fire!

In fact, in order to stop the expansion of the super-large spatial rift that is getting bigger and bigger on the surface of the sea, and now everyone is starting to despair, these mages have already flattened half of Queldanus Island, they fight with meteorites, ice and fire, and frantically arrange defenses to block the invasion of demons.

If it weren't for the desperate efforts of these dozens of archmages, the demons would have entered the sunwell long ago.

On a frontal battlefield, letting the mages fire at full strength will definitely not be good news for the enemy! The current stalemate on the battlefield has proved this.

But the dark green crack on the surface of the sea, which has occupied half of the sky, and the upper body of the big demon that faintly appears from the crack, the aura of fear that fills the air, these things are dragging the war into an uncontrollable situation little by little.

The mages looked in the direction of the Sunwell with anticipation, if before, there were still people who wanted to maintain the existence of the Sunwell, then now, after seeing the terrifying strength of the Great Demon Gu Hong, no one has this idea.

In this day and age, no one is a match for that horrible monster! Even if you crush the whole of Quel'Thalas, it will only add a touch of dark humor to this defeat.

The Elder Elven Empire occupied almost two-thirds of the worlds, more than ten times stronger than the current Quel'Thalas, and they also had the help of the Well of Eternity and the guardian dragon, but after repelling the first invasion of demons, the entire Elven Empire completely collapsed, and the originally connected world continents were shattered into four large pieces, as well as countless small islands.

This is the true strength of the demon, unless all the forces of the whole of Azeroth are gathered now, it is not the opponent of the great demon at all!

A few minutes later, when the spellbreakers in front of them, who had suffered heavy casualties, were about to collapse, a white light rose from the sunwell, and the entire island of Queldanus and the entire sea began to shake violently, and under the gaze of everyone, even all the demons, the white flash that went straight into the sky split in two, one rushing towards the dark green rift of the sea, and the other fell on the Silvermoon City, which had been completely occupied by demons in the distance.

"Ah!! you bugs!"

The white light rushed into the dark green spatial rift, and the trajectory of the light shining in the air was like a sharp sword that separated the sky, and under the bombardment of two-thirds of the magic accumulated in the entire Sun Well for 7,000 years, even the Great Demon had to retreat into the void again.

Dick, who was lying on the ground, feeling that his body was about to be crushed, clearly heard an angry roar, he looked up, and at the moment when the dark green spatial rift quickly closed, a sword of jet-black light gushed out from the last rift.

It slashed at the land of Queldanus Island and the entire land of Quel'Salas, and at this moment, the entire island let out a heavy roar, and both Dick and Kael'thas could feel the sound of breaking from below the ground, which was a crack in the earth.

The final blow of the Great Demon actually pierced the continental shelf connected to Queldanas Island!

Just as the spatial rift finally closed, a third of Queldanas Island, along with the entire Yangfan Harbor, sank into the sea, and the defensive runes that covered the entire Quel'Salas were all shattered by the sound of the earth shaking and the bombardment of the dark light of the dark realm.

Silvermoon City, a city large enough for 200W elves to live together, was also reduced to ruins under the bombardment of one-third of the magic power of the sunwell!

Kael'thas trembled, and with the golden staff of Quel'Salas, he got up from the ground, and when he looked back, the glorious miraculous well of the sun had completely collapsed, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, mixed with the smell of blood and death, all those who were lucky enough to see it at this moment were extremely sad.

His Royal Highness the Prince looked at Dick beside him, suddenly roared angrily, pounced, and smashed Dick to the ground with a punch, at this moment Kael'thas no longer had the graceful movements he had before, he was like a red-eyed madman, riding on Dick, punching and punching the unresponsive paladin.

"You bastard! You left him there!"

"Do you know that! That's my father! That's my father!"

"You... I'm going to kill you!bastard!"

Seeing this, Sylvanas, who had arrived from the battlefield, rushed forward and pulled Kael'thas off Dick, and His Royal Highness was like a red-eyed madman, whining and trying to pounce on Dick, and several spellbreakers could not hold him.

And Dick was dragged up from the ground by Sylvanas, he reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, under the explosion of the sunwell just now, he used the sacred barrier to protect both him and Kael'thas, and now he felt soreness all over his body, he looked at Kael'thas teary eyes, and sighed helplessly.

From his bosom he took out the Flame Strike, an artifact that had lost its owner, now dim like a dark red crystal sword, with three arcing blades, and a heavy elf-style grip at the bottom.

This sword is one of the thirty-three artifacts of the eleven classes in the game, like the fire of justice behind him, the blade of wrath in Dalyan's hand, and the ash messenger that is about to be forged, this long sword is very sharp and strong, but its biggest role is to assist in spellcasting, this is a magic blade!

A sword that only the caster can wear!

Although the Flame Strike has been held by Anastarian for the past few hundred years, Dick regrets to find that the Sun King, who died heroically, has not actually been able to activate the special status of this artifact, and this Flame Strike is the initial state, that is, this artifact does not recognize Anastarian.

Dick took his hands together and handed them to Kael'thas, who looked at the elven prince who had quieted down, and said in a heavy tone,

"The Sun King gave me this sword before deciding to sacrifice himself to preserve Quel'Thalas' legacy, and he asked me to pass it on to you! Kael'thas - Sunstrider, but the Sun King wants me to ask you a few questions!"

Before Kael'thas could reply, Dick asked in a loud voice,

"Kael'thas Sunstrider, can you take the heavy crown of the Sun King and let the Phoenix Emblem re-spread across the land of Quel'Thalas?"

"Kael'thas Sunchaser, can you hold on to the will of the flames inherited from your ancestors, and carry your people forward forever, no matter how strong the wind or the torrential rain?"

"Kael'thas - Sunstrider, can you make reviving the glory of the Quel'Thalas High Elves your life's goal?Can you, on your own shoulders, carry the expectations of the 200W High Elves?"

"Kael'thas Sunstrider, under this sky, after thousands of years, will you still be able to hear the long song of the phoenix from Quel'Thalas?"

Dick's voice became higher and higher, making the sad battlefield enter an extremely serious and solemn atmosphere, regardless of whether Anastarian asked Dick to ask these questions or not, but all the high elves present, even the paladins such as Myra-Dawnblade, solemnly puffed up their chests, and the tired elven mages also straightened their waists with their staffs.

They know that they will witness another power transfer of the Phoenix Dynasty, and they will witness the rebirth of the 7,000-year-old Flame Phoenix!

Kael'thas's body no longer trembled, and before Dick could ask a single question, the elven prince's color became more serious, until finally, when everyone held their breath and waited for His Royal Highness's answer, Kael'thas opened his pale green eyes.

"Yes, I will! I will take the scepter from my father's hand, I will devote my life to the revival of Quel'Thalas, I will be the guiding light that illuminates the progress of my people, I will be the sword that guards this kingdom, I will... I will spread the phoenix emblem and the red maple leaf flag to every corner of the world!"

Kael'thas stretched out his hand and scratched a faint mark of blood on his cheek,

"Swear by this! The High Elves will have a new name, we will call ourselves "Sindore", Blood Elves, and we will repay them with the blood of our enemies or our own!"

"Hurrah!"

"Hurrah, Sindore!"

At this moment, all the elves were respectfully half-kneeling on the ground, the mages sliced their cheeks with their magic, Sylvanas drew his dagger, Myra and the other paladins followed suit, and at this moment, Kael'thas had won the loyalty of all the elven commanders.

They stood up and shouted the names of Kael'thas and Sindore, and Dick looked at Kael'thas and took a deep breath,

"So, in the name of Anastarian, in the witness of this land of suffering, let you be king!"

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I can only maintain a double shift next week.。。。 Bitter gourd face ~~~~ It's too fast ~ Compared with other authors, I have at least two less recommended time, and the accumulation is still a little insufficient, but there is no time, after the next week is over, it is estimated that it will be on the shelves~~~ Brothers, I am very hesitant~ I'm scared~~ What if I hit the street again~