Chapter 91: Fate (10)

Stormwind Court

Chaos replaced order, ornate colonnades were stained with blood, and elegant ballrooms became gladiatorial arenas. No one ever thought that orcs would be here. Even in the most absurd dreams, no one thought that the orc troops would bypass the walls and appear at the heart of the city.

Therefore, at the height of the war, Lothar did not hesitate to send the royal court garrison to the front line, which made the troops in the royal city less than fifty percent of the usual. In addition, early in the morning, a large number of guards protected King Ryan to the front line, so at this time, there were only enough soldiers left in the Storm Court to guard this magnificent palace.

Of course, even if they are understaffed, the guards are confident that they can deal with any contingencies. The gates of the royal city are equipped with the latest technology of the dwarves, and it only takes ten breaths to close completely. And the walls of the royal city, which were not inferior to the outer cities, allowed them to hold out until reinforcements arrived. That's why Ryan and Lothar dared to draw soldiers with confidence and boldness.

But...... The saying that people are not as good as heaven is really not a joke.

No one thought that someone would be able to bring an elite army to the royal city in front of the royal city under the interference of many spells and the disruption of beacons.

Their sudden appearance did not even give the soldiers defending the city a chance to react.

As the gate creaked shut, the orc soldiers had eliminated the scattered defenders in front of the gate in three or five divisions, and then poured into the gate like a tidal wave.

Unlike the beasts that drank the blood of demons, these soldiers were more sensible. His eyes were blood-red, but there was no loud roar in his mouth. The trio alternated between covering each other, cold as a group of murderous machines, with only heavy gasps and low growls showing how excited they were.

Slay the Grand Chief of the Stormwind Tribe! What a glory this is!

The orc warriors didn't know where the Great Chief was, and based on experience, they charged towards the tallest and most ornate buildings. The sporadic resistance along the way can be completely ignored, but the mess of human architecture is really dizzying. It's clear that it's head-on, but why is it on the side when it rushes through a pile of pillars......

When the orcs found that the road ahead did not give them a way forward, they chose the easiest and most effective method for them. Along the way, it was like a demolition team, leaving behind a cloud of smoke and ruins, strictly following the law of the shortest line between two points, and the orc team quickly approached the royal court with less than a hundred men guarding almost nothing.

Looking at the approaching flying dust, the queen couldn't help but shake the sword in her hand. At this time, the queen did not have half of her former gentleness, and she looked particularly heroic in light armor. Feeling the slightly pleading eyes of the guards, she couldn't help but grit her teeth. Obviously, these orcs didn't know anything about the terrain of the royal city, and if she wanted to, she would be able to quickly get rid of the orcs with her soldiers now. And in the complex streets and alleys of Stormwind City, it is not too easy to hide a hundred and ten people. But the queen knew very well that she could not do that.

As a queen, she knew very well what it meant to be occupied by a foreigner. The nobles have always been greedy, and they have never given up the pursuit of the king's position. And taking people to escape by themselves will undoubtedly give them an incomparably good excuse. Fanning public opinion, spreading rumors, and pushing civilians to the front line to bombard public opinion are their forte.

Is a cowardly king, unable to defend even his own royal city, qualified to lead our country? Such questions will definitely be thrown and will definitely come into focus. At this time, there will be generals who have made brilliant achievements in this war to stand up and become the so-called 'popular aspirations' and 'popular aspirations'.

The Queen was very worried about the day, and even more worried that the man who was 'in the hope of all' was her brother, Sir Lothar, who had shined so brightly in this war.

Therefore, the royal family must act as it should be, and only sacrifice can dilute the shadow of defeat to the greatest extent. And the death of a queen...... Anyway, that's enough, right......

With a hint of resolute death in her eyes, and with a sigh, the queen took off the pendant hanging from her neck and gently hung it on the little prince who was sleeping peacefully in the arms of the maid beside her. Hopefully, this light-blessed pendant in Lane's mouth will save Varian from this fate......

I'm sorry, but Mother can't watch you grow up......

Nodding, the two guards of his cronies took the little prince with trembling hands. Falling to his knees, he bowed heavily to the queen, and then the guards ran away in the opposite direction of the orcs' attack. Gently pushing the guards to the side, the queen stepped in front of everyone with a thin sword in hand. Curtsiness of her knees, she said softly:

"Warriors of Stormwind, the royal family will always remember your loyalty. Unfortunately, I have no way to lead you to victory. Then, let's meet death together! ”

Kneeling on one knee, the guards lowered their swords and slammed their right hands against their shields with a dull thud.

"Fight, fight, fight to the death!"

"Fight, fight, fight to the death!"

"Fight, fight, fight to the death!"

......

Everyone knew their fate, but the guards did not choose to flee. Looking at the goddess in their eyes, standing at the front of them, at this time, there was no trace of regret in their hearts. Crashing through the last wall, the orcs finally arrived at their destination. Immediately, they saw a line of guards waiting for them. And the person at the head is actually a slender female human being.

It's an insult, and for the orcs, it's these humans insulting them, only fighting with women! The orcs instinctively let out an angry roar, and a giant axe slashed at it, and was then violently sent out by one of the shield-wielding guards beside the woman. The next moment, the woman slammed into his face with an astonishing speed, and the toothpick-like sword pierced his heart without the slightest pause. Push it up slightly. The blade of the sword pierced the orc's body, and the half-silver-white tip of the sword greeted the orcs in the back team as if it were a mockery, and it was fleeting.

Shake the orc's corpse away from the sword like a piece of garbage. There was a moment of silence on the battlefield, and then the entire royal city echoed with the crazy roars of the two teams.

"For the king!"

β€œLok'tar ogar!”

......

As if hearing the hum of the clash of blades in the distance, the expression on Chromie's face became more and more urgent. Behind her, countless oval-shaped swirls of dark gold glowing with quicksand sparkled sparkled in the air out of thin air. A myriad of powerful energies that did not belong to this world disturbed the surrounding energy field, and the chaotic air currents set off a manic storm that blew Chromie's robes into a hunting sound.

This seems to be Chromie's unique ability, asking for help from Chromie in countless parallel planes, so as to gain thousands of times more power in an instant. Because this force is so powerful, it can even cause a disturbance in the flow of time, destabilizing the surrounding space. After using it, it takes a lot of time and experience to calm down the broken time and space, so under normal circumstances, Chromie will not use this trick even if he is cornered.

But now it's different.

She must organize the Eternal Dragon in front of her, even if she does not hesitate to pay more.

There is a real power that gradually gathers in the whirlpool, turning into the shape of a dragon's head. The portal, distorted by the chaos of time, is particularly bizarre. The ground began to shatter, and the sky turned into a brilliant and colorful color like an aurora, and Chromie understood that this was due to the fact that the forces of the area had exceeded the threshold that the plane could bear, and the space had been completely severed. Even in his near-eternal lifespan, Chromie had never seen anything like it.

And in the face of such a violent force, the Eternal Dragon on the opposite side seemed unmoved. From the wide cuffs, she pulled out a delicate hourglass. In an instant, Chromie's eyes widened, she couldn't believe it was true. How could the Sands of Time that belonged to Nozdorm appear in her hands!

This isn't a limited-edition version of the gun that Nozdorm made out of idleness and boredom, nor is it a limited-edition version of those trial products with limited features and the limited features that are usually used to top the bill when paying salaries. This is the real Sands of Time! The power of the dark golden grains of sand was so familiar that she would never forget it even at the end of time.

This is the source of the power of the bronze dragons.

"Sorry, my poor sister. It seems that you have understood how useless everything you have done. You must be wondering why I have it. You must be wondering why I had to put Wari to death. I don't know exactly what he did in your timeline. But in the story I experienced, he, killed our father! ”

The smile on Munorok's face faded and she shrugged her shoulders as she gently turned the hourglass in her hand. The sands of time flowed in reverse, and the figure of Moonolok gradually blurred.

"Oh, by the way, your 'Infinite Dragon' is too unworthy of the name. If you change the name, it will be better to materialize the energy into a sword or a sword. How about calling it 'Dragon Treasure'? It's very creative, and trust me, it's going to be a hit. Now, I'm leaving, my dear sister. I will not let this world be destroyed by these stupid human beings again! ”

Munoroc's body vanished from the peeling space, and Chromie, who could no longer control more and more energy, finally released everything. In an instant, space shattered, and time became disorganized. Groggy and groggy, Chromie's eyes were left with a silent movie-like scene flashing by.

After a while, the Temple of Dragon Sleep collapsed, and the huge black dragon tore the world apart.

In a moment, the World Tree was completely broken, and the Red Demon King wantonly burned the world.

And then, it seems, someone is shouting, 'Resurrect, my warrior'? I can't hear the sound, and it seems to be the same as the lip shape. Everything in front of me suddenly became light and dark. A cloud of golden light wrapped around a huge and friendless body flashed in front of his eyes, what is this? Maybe it's dazzling...... Am I going to die?

Groggy and groggy, Chromie found nothing but darkness in front of him. Half-asleep and half-awake, a pair of warm hands held her. Then, a delicate hourglass slowly reversed, the fragments disappeared, time returned to normal, and the fragmented space returned to the main material space.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief. The voice gradually returned, and panicked cries suddenly came from all directions, which made Chromie a little uncomfortable for a while. Like a drowning man rescued ashore, Chromie breathes greedily into the air. I don't know if it was an overuse of power, or something else, that made her eyes temporarily useless. In the midst of the whiteness, she only felt a pair of big hands gently pressing on her head.

"Child, get some rest. Leave the matter to me here. ”