"Madness as mad as it is, however, Azeroth's hope has once again fallen to Ares."

Khadgar whispered.

After dealing with the Worm King Anubarak, he lost a lot of mana and could only protect himself by applying a blue-purple magical barrier on the chaotic battlefield. Gianna and Ronin were also out of breath after a large number of spell casts, and it was almost impossible for the alliance's mage troops to resist the undead attack. Only those soldiers who fought bloodily are still desperately resisting.

The earth was gradually shrouded in darkness, and what flowed from the winter hugging lake was no longer clear water, but scarlet blood.

In the darkness, Winlessa's magic arrows continued to be volleyed, like dazzling meteors in the night sky. Paladins and priests call for light, and bits of light continue to emerge from all corners of the coalition. The roar of the orcs, the shouts of the humans, and the guns of the dwarves make up the most brutal song of the Northlands.

With the tenacity of the warrior, General Lordaeron drew the short sword he carried with him, and slashed the spider's leg with a sword, and the undead spider pounced with its teeth and claws, but a holy light struck its head. That's the holy nova of the priest. Rescuing Dram's from the spider's mouth, he was dying, blood pouring from his mouth, and Whitemane pressed his bloodstained hand to Drum's chest, and she called for the light, as her father Alexandrius had been, reverent and fiery. The Light came again, and it healed Drum's wounds like a holy spring. With a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, Bridget severed the head of another undead spider. They hurriedly looked at each other, and blood lust spontaneously appeared. Back then, Whitemayne was in the Scarlet Abbey, and Bridget was in the Eastern Plaguelands, both of whom were fanatical members of the Scarlet Crusaders. It was Ares who saved them......

"For Lordaeron!"

"The Light is with us!"

Bridget shouted. The Scarlet Infantry ran over and surrounded their leader and Grand Attorney Whitemayne. Protecting Drum. Protecting the priest in the midst of the war......

……

Under the grey sky, Ares gripped the Ember Bringer, and under the leadership of Furstad, he had found the command center of the army of the undead. In a land like frost and snow, a lich covered in frost armor stood out. There were almost no undead soldiers around him, just endless darkness and cold. The earth is frozen black, and the lich is drenching the land with death and pestilence.

"Brother, now, let's rush down together, for the sake of the alliance."

Ares shouted confidently.

However, as soon as the words fell, a terrifying black shadow appeared overhead.

A deafening dragon groan came from high in the sky, almost bursting everyone's eardrums.

Ares and Furstad immediately guessed that Sindragosa, the Ice Dragon, yes, she was again...... Both the Alliance and the Horde know that they need to concentrate their strength in order to defeat their opponents, and so does the Lich King.

"Ares, we have no hope......"

Sitting on the back of a griffin, Furstad said pessimistically and desperately. The Storm Hammer in his hand was dimmed, the Hammer Dwarves had dealt with the Frost Dragons, they had fought, however, in the face of sheer power, defeat was doomed.

However, as soon as Furstad finished speaking, Ares lifted the Ember Messenger and looked up at the sky above him.

"Shine in despair!"

He whispered.

Facing the endless darkness and dragon roar above him, Ares raised his sword and charged. The Snow Eagle let out a long sigh and rushed up at high speed with the paladin.

"Is he crazy?"

The Hammer Dwarves exclaimed.

They saw a golden light whistling into the sky. In front of the mighty Frost Dragon, the paladin seemed so small, like a sharp arrow shot at a giant warship, that there was no hope at all. However, is there any other option besides this? The coalition is already surrounded by a lich, and the Lich is under its nose, and only by killing it can it be possible to defeat this legion. And before you can kill Kergasud, you must first defeat Sindragosa. Ares knew that the Ice Dragon had appeared to protect the Lich.

Boil the ocean...... Ares knows......

Believe in the Light, for there is no other way......

In the cold wind, Ares closed his eyes and prayed earnestly. He remembered many of those days in the Scarlet Crusade, those days in Quel'Thalas, in Eagle's Nest, in Ironforge, in Stormwind, in Theramore, in the Outlands...... The past is composed of countless fragmented images flashing before my eyes. Sylvanas's innocent smile, the long-lost sunshine of the Tirisfara glades......

Yes, Ares saw the light like a god.

He opened his eyes violently, and a blinding light shrouded him. His armor was glowing, his weapons were burning, and his whole body was turning into a glittering amount of energy. Like a sharp arrow, it shot at the terrifying and eerie frost dragon.

The griffin and the dragon are getting closer, and even the snow eagle is ready to die.

"For Lordaeron!"

Ares yelled......

However, just as Sindragossa opened her mouth and prepared to "burn" Ares with a deadly breath, a dragon roar even more terrifying than the frost dragon burst through the air. The blue dragon's massive body almost broke through the clouds.

For a moment, Ares heard a familiar roar—

"She's handed it over to me, Ares, and you go deal with the lich!"

Karegos......

Yes, the real blue dragon is coming...... Ares never thought the Blue Dragon would come.

But Ares didn't have time to ask, and Karegos roared in the direction Sindragosa was coming. Snow Eagle made a 180-degree turn in the air, and the two dragons clashed fiercely before Ares' eyes.

The dragon's breath and confrontation formed an incomparably gorgeous war scene in front of him.

Human words have been unable to describe its magnificence. Sindragosa roared and let out a cold wave of breath at her foes, and Karegos didn't flinch, meeting her head-on. A wave of magic erupted from the blue dragon's mouth and nose, and two blue dragon breaths collided violently in the air. Burst out with an incomparably brilliant magical light.

It was as if the entire canopy of heaven was covered by this brilliant light.

But Ares didn't have time to watch this spectacular, rare duel, and Kergassud was still below, commanding the Scourge army to pounce on the Alliance's positions. You must hurry and kill this lich as fast as you can.

Just as Ares was driving the snow eagle and just launched a dive, there was a sound of dragon teeth clenching behind him. Sindragosa, who lost the magic confrontation, directly bit the blue dragon's neck in the most brutal and primitive way. Karegos roared, and its neck covered in thick scale armor was bitten off alive by the frost dragon. Blood poured out of him......