Frozen Throne, Old Frodin and the others could no longer care about the hero's reserve, and chose to besiege Arthas.

Arthas, as the second generation of the Lich King, not only inherited all the power of the original Lich King Naozu, but also has the powerful artifact blessing of Frost Sorrow. Although his body was corrupted by the plague and severely damaged by Kael'thas, he was not afraid.

Alsace stood upright with his sword, and the momentum of the world shocked the audience.

"Come on, just use you to rebuild my legion! Azeroth, prepare to tremble at my feet! "Alsace is gradually gaining momentum, reaching the highest peak. This kind of momentum makes everyone present can only look up!

Heroes for the stability of Azeroth, for revenge, for the sake of their people! Angry and angry, get out of the Alsace momentum!

"For the Horde!"

"For the Light!"

"For the Alliance!"

"For the glory of Sindore!"

'Roar! 'King Sarufar roared in the sky, and the orc's innate skill 'Bloody Roar' blessed everyone.

"Arthas! It's over! "King Sarufar unloaded the halberd barrier and leaped high with his great axe, which slashed at Arthas with the wind and snow!

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While the heroes are besieging Arthas, Quelsala, who is going to stop Salein, is making the final arrangements.

Quelsara gathered all the people of the Celein Legion into one space, and only then did she use the Forbidden Magic to create a powerful barrier that sealed the head of Celein and the soldiers!

"Whew!" Quelsala let out a sigh of relief and said, "It's not easy! It's much harder to seal them than it is to kill them. I wonder how Kyle is doing? I seemed to hear Feng Ming just now. ”

Quelsara thought to himself, and kept hurrying towards the hanging platform, he was going to summon the ice dragon to fly to the top. Because, the elevator has been destroyed by Alsace!

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Azeroth, an island near the Maelstrom at the heart of the Everfree Sea.

Thrall, the Great Chief of the Tribe, is sitting here at the moment, having come from the Forgotten Isles of the Blood Elves a month ago. He refused the help of the blood elves and sat alone here to sense the movement of the elements.

As time passed, Thrall felt that the elements of Azeroth were becoming more and more riotous, especially the fire elemental.

"Is there really no way to fix it? Can we just let the catastrophe develop? Thrall sat upright, thinking about what to do.

"Roar!" A loud roar interrupted Thrall's thoughts, and he followed the sound to see a two-legged wyvern flying in the distance. When the dragon approached, a beautiful orc girl sat on the dragon's back.

This girl is none other than Agna, who has come from the Outlands, and the little girl can't bear the longing for her lover, so she secretly comes to Azeroth to find her lover without telling her grandmother.

Agna was smart enough to go to the Falcon Outpost on the Hellfire Peninsula to find the Blood Elf guards. With the help of the guards, they successfully reached Silvermoon City. After arriving in Silvermoon City, he lived with Marland. After getting the exact news from Quelsala, he hurried to the Lost Islands. Unfortunately, Sal had already left, and then rented a bipedal wyvern to find Sal under the guidance of the map, and sure enough, she saw her longing lover here!

"Guyle!" Agna leapt off the dragon's back and quickly slammed into Thrall's arms, muttering Thrall's nickname.

"Agra?!" Sal was both surprised and surprised to see Agna, and then gently hugged her, and reached out to caress the girl's back, soothing the girl's excitement.

"Guy, how long have you been here?" Agna and Sal sit back to back, watching the gorgeous and unique scenery of the maelstrom.

"It's been almost a month. But I still can't figure out how to deal with the elemental riot and the impending disaster! Sal sighed.

Agna stood up and looked closely at the maelstrom, feeling the power and wonder of it. After a long time, Agna said, "Since you can't think of a way to sit here, why don't you go down and have a look?" ”

"Go down? Where to go? Sal asked, confused.

"Inside this maelstrom, of course!"

"How is this possible?"

"Nothing impossible, let's take a look up there first!" Agna exchanged for a bipedal wyvern and flew high into the air with Thrall to take a closer look at the maelstrom.

"How so?" Sal and Agna were stunned by what they saw.

The center of the maelstrom, which is where the eye of the maelstrom is located. Through the Eye of the Vortex, Thrall seemed to see deep, deep depths or something big about what was going on in the elementals.

"Gouyle, let's go down!" Agna urged the Wyvern to fly towards Eye Vortex.

The whirlpool eye is very calm, and the power of the vortex and the resistance of the water flow are not felt here at all. The bipedal wyvern swoops down, allowing its body to sit in freefall.

Soon, the Wyvern burst out of the whirlpool eye and led Sal and the others to a huge space.

"Here? Is it the interior of Azeroth? Sal was amazed at the huge space and magnificent architecture in front of him.

"Goyle, what is that?" Agna asked, pointing to the bottom of the space.

"That's the fire elemental. Hey, and the Black Iron Dwarves? Let's take a closer look! The two of them urged the bipedal wyvern to continue deeper!

The space Thrall and Agna traveled to was the Deep Rock Continent, the realm of the Earth Elemental Lord Stone Mother Thrathane. After Deathwing and Ragnaros, the Fire Elemental King, invaded the Deep Rock Continent, the Mother of Stone led the remnants of the Earth Elemental against these evil forces that wreaked havoc on the Earth.

Deep Rock is also the place where the Black Iron Dwarves and the Twilight Cult forge armor for Deathwing. Deathwing, cracked all over, in order to prevent the energy from spilling out and disintegrating, Deathwing's minions created a pair of armor for him that could prevent his body from falling apart.

Thrall and Thorn rode bipedal wyverns from the air, observing the Black Iron Dwarves and the Twilight cult busy on the ground. The dwarves were busy with their own work, and an overseer with a whip kept an eye on everyone.

The Black Iron Dwarves formed a tasting procession and snaked their way into the distance.

"Agra, let's walk along the line and see what's at the end?" Thrall commanded Agna to control the bipedal wyvern and fly towards the end of the Black Iron Dwarven ranks.

What's at the end of the line? Realistically, there is Deathwing, who is waiting to be armoured, a fallen guardian of the earth in ancient times, Nesario, and a powerful black dragon.

Huge pieces of red-hot armor were inlaid into Deathwing's body by the forgers. With each inlay, Deathwing roared. The giant tail swayed, and countless craftsmen died for it.

In the end, the craftsmen had to fix Deathwing to the ground first.

"Roar!" Thrall and Agna sat in the wyvern and heard a loud roar in grief, and the wyvern hovered and unwilling to move forward.

"What is this?" Agna soothed the restless Wyvern.

"This roar is familiar! But how can it exist underneath? Could it be... Not good! Agra, let's go! Sal suddenly shouted.

Agna hurriedly urged the Wyvern to fly towards the entrance of the Maelstrom.

Whoosh, swish, huge fireballs and spears flew past Sal's body.

"Hurry up! Gotta go out and tell everyone what's going on here! Sal thought to himself, using the power of the elements in his hand to bless the speed of the Wyvern.

"Whew!" Sal and Agna let out a sigh of relief, finally out!

But it didn't end there. The maelstrom spun faster, and the island trembled. In the distance, the height of the volcanic flames in Kozan, the hometown of the goblins, seemed to increase considerably.

Soon, the waves will slowly increase as the earth trembles, and a tsunami and earthquake will form, and Azeroth will usher in a catastrophe!

(End of chapter)