Jiang Zai did not stay in Dalaran for long and soon left the city.

He didn't know when Akmund would come, or when Dalaran would be destroyed, and he didn't want to play with Dalaran to the end.

After leaving Darla, Jiang Zheng summoned the old turtle "Old Pincer", sat on the back of the old tong, and floated towards the Fenris Islands.

Jiang Zai has the habit of seizing all the time to cultivate, because he knows that this world is full of disasters and difficulties, and there are even more terrible wars waiting for him in the future, and there is not much time left for him.

Two hours later, he arrived at Fenris Castle, where the Harold knight found him first.

"What? Refugees from Nanhai Town have come to us? Placed on a small island? Their leader is Mayor Henie Mareb? Jiang Zai was stunned for a moment, and actually heard this legendary name.

Herni Mareb, who was no ordinary man, a great commander, a commander buried in the affairs of the town......

"I gave them farming tools, seeds and food, and arranged for them to cultivate their own crops." The Harold knight complained: "My lord, the area of the Fenris Islands is limited, and it is not easy to feed 100,000 people, and now Lord Uther has stuffed the refugees from the Hillsbrad Hills here, and it can't fit at all!" ”

"Let's do it first, I don't think long before they have a new place to go." Jiang Zheng frowned.

The Arcanist Duane survived the Battle of Dalaran and is now at Fenris Castle with Uther.

He had already made contact with Gianna and urged him to dispatch Kurtilas's naval fleet to the continent of Kalimdor, and his plan must begin immediately!

Gianna also responded, with Admiral Dalin leading a part of the fleet to clear the undead and pursue the defectors, she decided to lead the rest of the fleet to dock on the west coast of the Silver Pine Forest, and all the refugees who were going to leave must rush to the west coast within a week, and other countries, including Ironforge Castle, Eagle's Nest Mountain, and Nomorigan, would also send some people to accompany them.

This is a feat for the entire Eastern Continent, and I want the support of the entire Eastern Continent!

Or to put it more bluntly, that is, every country and force wants a piece of the pie on another continent. The interests and territories of the eastern continent have been divided, and perhaps they can expand their own country's territory like never before through this voyage!

Jiang Zai waved his hand to let the Harold knight retreat, and then came to the top floor of the castle alone.

Flying to the eaves, Jiang Zheng stood in the wind, looking south, which was the direction of Dalaran.

"Brother Nicholas, I feel a very powerful energy fluctuation, just on the island to the east." Anvina's delicate little hand pointed towards an island.

"It's supposed to be Dalaran's man. Counting the time, it's three hours. Jiang Zai breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally got them out.

In the original history, I don't know how many mages were wiped out along with Dalaran, and the power of human mages was almost wiped out by half, and even after ten years, it was not recovered.

If it weren't for Ronin's gradual growth and Khadgar's return, Dalaran would have been reduced to a second-rate force.

If you keep them now, you will keep the hope of the mage, the hope of magic!

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The day after the Battle of Dalaran, Arthas and his best troops, led by Kel'thugad, came somewhere in the mountains southwest of Dalaran.

It's off the beaten track and overgrown with trees.

Kel'thugad's necromancers were busy carving summoning circles on the ground, and a series of magical items were placed in precise positions, and these magical materials were valuable enough to bankrupt ten archmages.

These magical materials naturally come from Silvermoon City, Quildanus and Dalaran.

Kel'thugad stood not far away, carefully flipping through the Book of Medivan in his hand.

It is a large book, the same size as a regular book, but weighs more than five times as much as a regular book. It is covered with red leather and bound with gold wire. Kel'thugad easily judged that every piece of paper in the book was made of dragon skin, and it was also the leather of the blue dragon, which couldn't help but remind Kel'thugad of a legend about a certain blue dragon breaking into Karazhan.

Offending Medivan, who was controlled by Sargeras, the end of that blue dragon must have been miserable, death is most likely not its end, and there is an even more tragic fate waiting for it.

The cover of the spellbook is delicately carved with a crow with its wings outstretched, stained with the blood of Antonidas.

The Raven is the symbol of Medivan, and even more so of the Staff of Legend. It was a staff of the Guardian that was ten times more powerful than the Staff of Yakus, and Kel'thugad coveted it, but it had already been taken to another world by Khadgar.

"The circle is finally ready, Kel'thugad." Arthas looked at Dalaran on the plain in the distance, and regretted: "Antonidas should really be resurrected and let him endure the captivity of the eternal ice coffin!" ”

"Antonidas' soul is protected by Dalaran, and we will be of great difficulty finding him, my prince. And want to resurrect a mage of his level, unless you find a second Well of the Sun. Besides, what good is it for us to resurrect Him? Do you want him to be a servant of the Lich King above you and me? He will not obey your orders, Your Highness the Prince. ”

Kel'thugad replied, turning another page with his bony fingers, his words full of admiration: "There is so much to learn!" Medivan's knowledge of demons is astonishing, and his magical prowess far surpasses that of Dalaran, and I suspect he is stronger than anyone thinks! It is worthy of the existence of mortal gods! ”

"I've heard that after World War II, Dalaran was able to achieve the magic he has today, almost as strong as ever, almost on par with the High Elves, because he got the collection of books that Khadgar brought from Karazan." Arthas frowned and questioned, "Can a book be more precious than the entire Karazan collection?" ”

"Of course not, but Khadgar hasn't emptied Karazhan's book collection, he's not a good baby, and there are a lot of precious books left in that mysterious mage tower, and I'll be its master one day!" Kel'thugad said excitedly: "And this book is definitely the most precious of all the classics, because it was written by Medivan himself!" With it, I will one day touch the realm of the gods, as powerful as Medivan! ”

Before Kel'thugad could finish speaking, a black-green vortex began to form in the air, and as soon as he finished speaking, Tikdios appeared.

"No matter how strong Medivan is, he can't escape death, just a little mage. Lord Akmund's power is a hundred times stronger than Medivan's! Don't rub it off, start summoning! Tikdios said, "I got in touch with Lord Akmund, he can't wait!" Do you want to bear the wrath of the polluters? ”

Tikdios didn't stay here for long.

In fact, he hadn't fully recovered, so he disappeared as soon as possible. Of course, Arthas and Kel'thugad knew very well that this hateful Dreadlord had never been willing to participate in the battle, and the previous few heavy blows had made him afraid......

Kel'thugad floated into the circle.

The area is marked by four obelisks, with a dimly glowing ring drawn in the center of which glows with precious arcane dust.

Kel'thugad took the book in place, and suddenly the lines of the circle flashed with purple light, making a crackling and popping sound, and eight pillars of flame erupted from all around him, and the flowing flames almost reached the energy level of the phoenix "Ao".

Kel'thugad turned to look at Arthas, his eyes sparkling, "Modra, Dryden, or Ansleem, surely they can feel the power of this spell and even realize what we are doing!" I must not be disturbed, or we will fail. ”

"A bunch of losers, don't worry. Do your thing, Kel'thugad. "Arthas plucked out the sorrow of frost.

Half an hour later, a portal appeared not far away, and a group of battle mages and Kenrito guards walked out, rushing to the front, it was a Kenrito councilor holding a "big torrent"!

"Arthas! Kel'thugad! Dalaran will not allow you to summon the Forbidden Being! "Archmage Dredden begins to cast spells.

"Frost's sorrow is hungry." Arthas pointed to Dredon, who was wearing a full set of archmage equipment: "I'm wondering if I want to go back and harvest your souls, so you can come...... Sent to death! ”