"You give her to me?!!"

The elf girl's big eyes were round like a bright moon, and her small mouth was surprised to form an O-shape, and the pink and pink were tempting, which made Karl's long-sealed heart move. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You're better suited to her than I am."

Karl looked at little Ash with a smile on his face, the wrath of the stars in his hand glittering like a deep starry sky. Ash Windranger held out his hand tremblingly, and with the encouragement of Karl's eyes, he finally grasped the delicate and powerful bow and arrow.

"Does she have a name?"

The elven girl stroked the bow engraved with mysterious runes, and she seemed to have a sense of being connected to it, having seen the great power of the bow and arrow when Carl used it, little Ash believed that she must have a resounding name.

"Soridar, Wrath of the Stars!"

"Solidar !!"

Little Ash covered his mouth again and screamed loudly, staring at Carl in disbelief.

Carl is bewildered by the elven girl's surprise.

"From the day I knew her, her name was Solidar, just a name, although it was a little domineering, but there was no need to be so surprised!"

"Brother Carl, you ...... You really don't know? The elven girl asked Ay, her big eyes not at all as pale as the Night Elves, looking at Karl cutely.

"Know what?"

"When you fought the Great Demon called Akmund that day, many of us saw that spell of yours - a spell that filled the sky like stars falling!" Little Ash's face was full of excitement and pride, "Later, some compatriots gave you a nickname, guess what?" ”

Holy! Carlton Sparta.

"You won't give me the title - it's called the Wrath of the Stars!"

"Yes! Brother! The elven girl jumped to her feet and swung her bow and arrow vigorously, "The Star Emissary is just a respectful title for you, but the title of the Wrath of the Stars is recognized by your compatriots!" ”

Well, Karl stroked his forehead with his palm. There are always various titles in this world, and there are even countless different titles for the same person in different places and even different situations.

"No matter what anyone else calls it, the name of this bow is called Solidar Star's Wrath anyway. Now she belongs to you. ”

"But, brother, you still have to deal with that terrible demon?!" The elf girl's eyes were worried.

"Don't worry!" Karl patted little Ash on the head, "Your brother and I still have a lot of means, and Solidar will only be dusty with me, which is a complete waste." I hope she will grow with you and make your names resound in Azeroth. ”

"Hmm!" The elven girl nodded heavily.

"Alright, let's go!"

Crumpling the elven girl's hair again, Karl said to the elven girl, then looked at Mavi waiting on the side of the road, who met Carl's pleading gaze and nodded slightly.

On the other hand, Illidan is also saying goodbye to Tyrande. The future demon hunter finally confessed to his goddess, but unfortunately, perhaps it was Malfurion, who was worried about going out alone to rescue, or the priestess's mind was still unable to make a decision. Tyrande tactfully rejects Illidan's confession, admitting that now is not the time to fall in love.

Karl noticed that although Illidan was smiling, anyone with a discerning eye could see his reluctance. The future is getting better and better, and Illidan, with his amber eyes, thinks that his achievements are more significant than Malfurion's, and his future is even greater, and Tyrande's hesitation is mistaken by the elf who is overwhelmed by love for her to have made a decision, and it is not him who chooses Tyrande.

Carl was not in the mood to care about the relationship between the three of Illidan, this retreat was actually a great risk, but Carl, who had roughly guessed what Akmund was going to do, didn't have much to worry about the retreat of the elves, if he stayed in Sulama City, Carl didn't dare to guarantee how many of these hundreds of thousands of elves would be left.

Akmund's army was still gathered in front of the city of Sulama, but only a small part of the army was sent to attack the evacuated elven troops, and Karl confirmed Akmund's plan!

"What does he want to do?"

Standing on the high city wall, as far as the elves could see, a huge clearing had been cleared, and Akmund stood alone proudly, looking up at the distant sky in distraction.

Karl didn't answer Ravenkeys, he stared at the tall polluter, and he tried to get close to Akmund, but the dense sky of elite Doomsday guards who were not afraid of death blocked his way.

Akmund, who was looking at the starry sky in the distance, suddenly looked in the direction of Sulama City, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The polluter bowed down and rested his right hand on the rough ground, dancing like a dragon snake...... An intricate and mysterious circle pattern was quickly completed.

"I think you should leave!"

Karl turned back to Raven Keith and said, this scene is too familiar, and the living example of the magic city of Dalaran is in Carl's heart.

"What is he going to do?"

The Raven Crown Lord couldn't read the pattern of the circle carved by Akmund, and Karl's words made Ravenketh feel unusually heavy.

"Destroy the city of Sulama!"

"Destroy?! That's impossible! Illidan, who was standing behind Ravenkes, shouted, "Even Cenarius could not destroy such a huge and solid city on his own. ”

"You'll see it with your own eyes!"

Karl said calmly, ignoring Ravenkes, the destruction of a city was terrible, but it was not like a nuclear warhead.

In the distance, Akmund glanced at Karl and the others with mocking expressions.

"Foolish mortals trying to control the flames of the Burning Legion. With stolen knowledge and wisdom, he blindly builds a kingdom that he thinks is noble. Arrogant, ignorant...... Now, let you see for yourself the destruction of the so-called empire in the flames of the Legion! ”

Akmund whispered, his left hand slamming onto the circle on the ground. A handful of fine dust was grabbed by him, and the dust spilled down from his fingers, but it did not go away with the wind—as if there was an invisible force that gathered them back together and shaped them......

When a castle-like beach castle was formed as the dust fell, even the likes of Ravenkes and Illidan, who were far away on the city walls, marveled at the city that was a work of art, a miniature version of Sulama - and then a deep sense of unease wrapped around their chests.

In their confusion, Akmund leaned down again, and with a powerful left hand, he grasped the temple at the highest point in the sand model, the Temple of the Moon.

The polluter's face was no longer calm and kind, the flames in his green eyes were getting more and more intense, his face was twisted and fierce, and the left arm of the left hand holding the Moon Temple was covered with green tendons, and his long, slender finger was deep in the dust because of the force......

"Look!"

"The god of the moon is above! This...... This ......"

Just as the elves such as Ravenketh and Illidan were feeling inexplicable, the shocked and frightened voice of a soldier came.

The elves turned around, and the scene in front of them shocked and frightened the elves who had lived in this land for thousands of years!

As the tallest and most magnificent moon temple in the city, the top of the huge temple was falling from the sky, and with a loud bang and violent shaking, Ravenkes and his men suddenly staggered. When the lords of Crow Castle and the elves regained their footing, the faith of the night elves, the moon temple that the elves admired the most, was cut off by an invisible force, and the upper part of the temple that fell fell to the ground, involving countless houses.

Ravenkes and Illidan took a breath in unison, a deep, bone-chilling chill rising from the soles of their feet. Thinking of Akmund's 'childish' actions, Ravenketh even had a feeling of despair spreading in his heart.

It turns out that Carl's statement about single-handedly destroying a city is not a lie!

"Here we go again!"

An elven guard shouted in panic as the houses in the city collapsed and shattered by an invisible hand, like a castle built by children on the beach!

Far away from the city, Akmund was clutching Sulama's model sandcastle with mockery and ferocious hands, and in keeping with his movements, the corresponding buildings in Sulama were destroyed one by one by an invisible force.

"Don't leave yet!"

Karl yelled at the dejected Ravenkeys. In fact, the Raven Crown Lord was much better than the other elven soldiers, and the trembling bodies of the elven guards, and even the faint wet marks, were enough to show how indelible the shadow of Akmund's actions had left in the hearts of the elves.

The citizens of Surama and the elven soldiers marching on the ridge watched in amazement as their beloved city was destroyed in this way, and the smoke and dust from the falling buildings made the entire ruins of Surama City dim, and many Night Elves could not help but shed tears. Their home was lost under the spell of that tall demon, and they were homeless!

The dusty city dissipated with a bang, leaving only faint traces of the magic circle to tell its desolation in the wind.

Akmund's loud voice resounded throughout the Sulamar region, and the elves and other creatures could clearly hear the polluter's proud and contemptuous declaration.

"The trumpet of destruction has sounded, and all who hear it will feel hopeless and helpless! Run! Fear it! Your end has come! This terminally ill world will be completely purified!! Surrender to the Great Burning Legion!! Otherwise—"

"Death-!!" (To be continued.) )