Chapter 274: The Death of Sylvanas
The topography of the Undead Fortress is peculiar, this narrow passage is about ten miles long, and the internal shape resembles a gourd-shaped, with a wide exit to the west and a very narrow entrance to the east.
And in this special passage, there are two areas that are relatively wide, if you look down from a high place, it looks like a gourd, maybe Pandalia has a gourd, but the Eastern Kingdom does not have such a thing, neither humans nor the forgotten have a deep intuitive impression of this terrain, let alone know the allusions such as burning the valley above.
The Undead Barrier was built in a wide area facing west, originally as two arrow towers, but later expanded to become the paramilitary base it is today.
The current situation is that the Undead Fortress is surrounded by the Scarlet Monk Legion, and the Scarlet Abbey soldiers are surrounded by a larger number of Forsaken soldiers.
Seeing that they were unable to take down these human soldiers, the Blightburn had no choice but to mobilize more elite Forsaken warriors to attack.
However, the combination of Whitemane and Mograine is extremely sharp, and the two of them have the effect of having one plus one greater than two, unless the strength is far higher than theirs, it is really not easy to take down these human soldiers.
Sylvanas was dissatisfied, feeling that the humans were flouting her authority, and that the Blightcallers were moving their armies more frequently.
Some soldiers withdrew, some soldiers went up, and the original formation instantly seemed scattered.
Sylvanas stood on a high place, the breeze blowing her pale hair, watching the human soldiers fall one by one, listening to the shouts in her ears, her mind suddenly drifted a little, and she seemed to see the moment when Quel'Thalas was broken and the undead army poured into the elven realm.
Anar'alah,
Anar'alah belore,
Sin'dorei......
A clear and sad song sounded in her ears, the voice was so familiar, dream-like, the past came to light one by one, and the weary soul was soothed, and she wanted to go on sleeping, if nothing had happened, how good it would be.
Sleeping?! Just before her consciousness sank into silence, she suddenly realized that something was wrong, how could she have such emotions?
The singing in my ears is not an illusion, it is deliberately played by someone, and this person is by his side.
At this time, she felt a thousand pounds of weight on her spirit, a layer of mist between her body and soul, a very subtle substance was working in her body, her body became very sluggish, this substance affected her soul through her body, what the hell!
She forcibly mobilized her mind with her tenacious will, took over her body with bitter hatred, and she not only broke through the confessional barrier set up by the silver priest, but also suppressed the poison specially configured for her.
When she opened those scarlet eyes, a long sword with a blood groove in the pitch-black was already in front of her.
Behind her was a slightly obscene assassin with a blood-red dagger ready to stab her in the back of the neck.
Two human male high-level thieves! Just saw the strength of the enemy at a glance, but at this time she had just regained control of her body, and in the face of this flanking attack, the situation could be said to be very dangerous.
"Banshee, die!" One-armed Invar is a veteran who turned from a warrior to a thief after losing his left arm, honing his skills and becoming an ace assassin in the army before Vanessa regained the Scarlet Crusade.
He spent his life savings to build this machine called Serillas. Invar's one-armed bloody blade.
Many of the undead fell under his sword, and today is no exception.
His long sword stabbed Sylvanas in the forehead, and the killer Rohan cooperated with him to complete this assassination, the two usually have a very poor relationship, but at this time they also cooperated well, and the first shot was a lore.
Damn it!
Sylvanas's heart was full of rage, and she saw a music box hanging from the killer Rohan's waist, from which the previous song had come from, and she was angry, it was what she had placed in the palace of the Undercity!
She took off the longbow behind her back with an incredibly fast speed, and her slender arm raised the bow to support the one-armed Invar's longsword, rushing to meet the enemy, but she blocked the opponent's inevitable blow, and there was a big gap between the two sides in terms of strength and skill.
The bow flipped in his wrist, using the tenacious bowstring to twist the one-armed Invar's long sword, and at the same time leaned back, dodging the dagger of the killer Rohan, not to mention, he even stretched out a hand and grabbed the music box around the opponent's waist.
The rabbit rose and fell, the whole action was done in one go, and he dodged two deadly attacks in a hurry, and at the same time completed a half-move counterattack against the one-armed Invar, and got his own things, the strength of the legendary dark ranger of Sylvanas is undoubted.
She was confident in her strength, but she didn't expect that there was a third dagger hidden in the secret.
Duke Ravenhold covered his face with a black scarf, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a light mist, not to mention Sylvanas, even the one-armed Inwar and the killer Rohan didn't know who this person was.
The thief profession is a bit at the bottom of many professions, with a low lower and upper limit, but the strength of a legendary thief is still far greater than that of two high-level thieves.
Duke Ravenhold's promise was to strike a blow and withdraw if he missed, which Vanessa recognized.
The class of thieves is the first trick, and they don't need to fight a protracted war at all.
As the leader of the League of Assassins, Duke Ravenhold's dagger is of course an artifact, but just like their organization, no one knows what the name of this artifact dagger is, and they can't even see the shape clearly.
Sylvanas had just taken the risk of getting the music box, and before her body had regained her balance, she felt an obscure halo appear in front of her eyes, dangerous, extremely dangerous!
The weakening of the poison, the effects of repentance, the loss of mind in the music box, and the attacks of the two high-ranking thieves are all foreshadowing, and the most fatal blow comes from this legendary thief of mankind who cannot see his face clearly.
Who is this man!?
The speed of the unknown artifact dagger is extremely fast, and Duke Ravenhold has fused many assassination secrets of humans, trolls, and High Elves, and based on this, he has spent thirty years honing his martial arts, and today his brilliance has undoubtedly been unleashed.
Sylvanas couldn't dodge any longer, she heard the screams of the wither, heard the roar of the old knight, and tried to resist the untraceable blow of Duke Ravenhold, but as soon as her head stepped back two centimeters, the unknown artifact dagger stabbed into her face.
There was no pain, no visions of light and shadow, no explosions, Sylvanas only felt herself suddenly surrounded by a thick darkness, time seemed like a second, it seemed like countless years, her consciousness was swallowed up by a dead world, and then she knew nothing.
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