Chapter 503: Darkness Descends

The wind blew up the walls, messing up her hair.

"Solan Lian is in."

An old mage walked up behind her and bowed, bringing even colder news:

"We're about to launch an assault on the Storm Fortress, what are you going to do?"

This order was not given by Solanlian.

Her command has vanished, and control of the entire Hellfire Fortress has fallen to the hands of the other Jing Spirits.

The prince in the sorcerer's heart had expected all this.

Immediately after the destruction of the Runestone, the forces of the Hellfire Fortress turned their attention to the Storm Fortress.

But the spirits had no plan to save the recruits, and Kael'thas only ordered the attack.

[Valera.] 】

Solanlian didn't even have the strength to go to find the female thief's body.

"I'll go too."

But she decided to fight anyway, and only fighting would allow her to escape the suspicion in her heart.

She didn't want to doubt Kael'thas.

Crimson dragon eagles rose from the ground in clusters, and the mighty eagles led the way.

This is the last battle.

Solanlian realized this, she didn't know why she was attacking Stormkeep, but it certainly made sense on it.

But the 'monster' that could emit that huge pillar of light like the destruction of the earth, how sure could Jing Ling occupy it?

The answer was soon revealed with the arcane storm that burst into the twisted void, and in this purple void, hundreds of mages rode the dragon eagle through the surging magical storm, and the staff in their hands glowed with dazzling light from the powerful arcane energy of the void.

"Pass it to Your Highness!"

A shout made Solan Lian look up in surprise.

A five-pointed star circle swirled in the void, and a golden sword stabbed down from the circle.

Flame Strike - [Demon Addiction]

When she first thought this, her heart was still beating healthily.

"What's going on"

When she looked over again, Solanlian realized that the sword was just a phantom.

In the next moment, the light emitted by countless magic staff converged on the body of the sword.

The blade began to twist, gradually changing form in the massive amount of energy.

It turned into a blue fireball, and the sun roared out, and the violent rotation made the air hiss and the earth shook.

The twisted void was instantly torn apart with a blue scar.

The Storm Fortress at the top was hit straight by the fireball, and a white barrier bloomed on the periphery.

"Boom" "Boom"

After a few seconds of stalemate, the fireball exploded violently, and the blue energy scattered over the barrier like fireworks.

This energy is the nemesis of the enchantment, corroding the enchantment into huge holes like sulfuric acid.

"Attack!"

I don't know who shouted, and the swarm-like eagles poured into the shattered holes, using bombs and spells to create smoke and chaos throughout the Storm Keep.

The roar of battle had just sounded, and the Dragon Eagle troops followed.

Solanlian swarmed into the Storm Fortress with the crowd, her staff in her hand, and shrouded the bridge with flames.

In the midst of the chaos, the paladins and warriors fell to the ground and quickly killed Draenei.

But to Solanlian's surprise, many of these draenei took off their cloaks and stood with the spirits.

"Cannibalism?"

- "I don't want this"

Shattrath, Viren bowed his head sadly:

"But it's something that has to be done, and the Delaney doesn't belong to Naru."

On the avenue of Shattrath in front of him, his subordinate Delaney was attacking the priests of Odore.

The draenei, who fanatically worshipped Adar, could not live.

"Why"

An old priest of Odore, who had fallen at his feet, struggled to reach out and take hold of Viren's feet:

"Teacher, isn't Naru justice, it saved us, it gave us everything"

Without Naru, there would be no current Draenei - whether it was tens of thousands of years ago or now, Naru is saving the Draenei.

This grace was once taught by Viren himself.

He lived for tens of thousands of years, the longest-lived Draenei, and many of the elders who entered here, including Aldo, were children whom he had watched grow up and taught by himself.

But

"There is no pure justice in this world at all."

With his eyebrows lowered, Viren said to the priest:

"Your righteousness is not my justice, but my justice is to the people"

"I have to choose the winner to save more in."

Perhaps Adar is also a form of justice.

Viren doesn't hate Adar, and if he was sure he could win the event, Viren would definitely choose Naru.

Naru, who does not have the hope of being in the sky, and Naru, who follows a noble status, is also a good leader.

Unfortunately, it doesn't stand a chance of winning.

A long time ago, Viren understood that even without the Jing Spirit, Naru would definitely not be able to resist Kil'Gardan.

If hanged by Naru's side, the Delaney will die sooner or later.

"It's not justice, cough, but he's justice, o Mr. A."

Priest O'Dor's head was raised, and his bloody face was twisted:

"I can't forgive you, I can't forgive"

A foot interrupted his words.

Viren kicked the dying priest into the distance, and the vitality in his old body was no worse than that of his youth.

"Is that good?"

A Jing Spirit mage who followed him looked at Viren in surprise.

"Rather than continue talking nonsense like this, it's better to kill Adar sooner."

Viren shook his head and continued to lead Jing Ling towards the Dome of Light.

Deal with Adar sooner, and hopefully some of Naru's followers will survive.

The Dome of Light is surrounded by a radiant Light, and the Draenei have eliminated most of Odore's defenders, but they are still unable to break through the Light's defensive barriers.

"Viren!"

Sensing Jing Ling's arrival, Adar's angry voice rang out - he didn't have a mouth, so the sound felt more like the result of air concussions.

"You're going to betray me?"

"We, the Naru, have something to be sorry for you."

Viren couldn't answer.

"Alright, let's do the rest."

The Jing Spirit Mage said to him, and walked side by side towards the Holy Light Dome.

"Don't think!"

With a roar of rage, a row of storm of holy light roared out from the Holy Light Dome, lifting countless boulders from the ground and rushing towards Jing Ling.

Jing Lings hurriedly took the staff and created a blue sè enchantment in front of them, and in the continuous collision sound, the enchantment swayed to block the attack.

After the holy light disappeared, each Jing Spirit frowned.

They were all legendary mages, but the blow just now had to force them to resist together, and Adar's strength should not be underestimated.

Although Naru is not an expert in attacking, it does not mean that they will not fight.

In addition to dedication, the Holy Light's combat effectiveness is also exaggerated.

And Adar did not choose to leave, but also because he was confident in his own strength - he was not afraid of death.

The power of the Holy Light in Adar's body is endless, and it will not even be exhausted, and it will not die like Mortal, which gives it the certainty of victory.

Of course, the mages will not be deterred.

They soon stopped, gathered together and launched a new attack.

Blazing flames and icy ice poured over the Holy Light Barrier, and the magic from the staff never ended intensifying, boiling and burning.

Under the siege of ice and fire, Adar shrieked and laughed - how could such a stingy technique work!

But his screeching came to an abrupt end in the shattered barrier

"What's going on?"

Even the Jing Spirit Mages could only look at each other: they had been prepared for a long time, but they didn't expect the barrier to be shattered so easily.

Only Vilen's face was pale and suspicious of something.

That's right, this is because Kilgardan made a secret move.

However, before they had time to wait for this draenei leader to determine the relationship between cause and effect, the spirit mages seized the momentary gap and teleported into the Dome of Light.

In the hall, which was obscured on all four sides by towering walls, they scattered the ranks and broke the water bottles under protection.

The water from the magic wells from the other world fell to the ground, and their power made Adar unable to move for a moment, and he could only watch as the scarce liquid hit the ground.

"Po"

Like a big dew dropping on a lotus leaf, the well water made a slight sound.

The sound was incredibly small in the background of the battle outside, but it paused like a ghost, and then turned into a great wave that surged towards the holy light that was high above.

"O Ah O Ah O Ah O Ah Ah"

Adar's terrible wail vanished in an instant.

Shattrath pointed to the void of the holy light, the earth trembled, the boulders fell from the sun, and the dome of the holy light trembled and collapsed in the fear of the crowd.

In the fear of smoke and dust and the wail of death, a new dazzling light appeared on the land, representing the well water of Jin Sè to occupy the ruins of the Holy Light Dome, and the light that gradually extinguished in the well water could be faintly seen from the outside.

"It worked."

In the Dark Temple, when Illidan stabbed his flaming blade into the great demon Mathridon, he saw the light of the northern void extinguished.

That's the symbol of Shattrath, the symbol of Naru.

The Well of the Sun devoured Adar.

"Success, yes, but it's not you, it's mine."

Mathridon also looked at the northern sky, but he looked at the dark aura that was so misty.

Kilgardan

The Jing Soul Mages finished their final work, and the light from the newborn well grew even more during their white spoon chanting.

"The circle is ready."

Darkness falls.

The huge figure fell from the darkness of lightning and storms, and his majesty was as unattainable as the mountain peaks.

"Make me wait that long."

"Mortals, prepare for eternal torment!"

The shadow of the dark hand swept through the water of the golden well with a hurricane, and all the legendary mages were shattered like ants.

Kil'Jardan stood upright as he laughed uncontrollably, and in the midst of that evil laugh, the well water was slowly swallowed up by the pitch black.

Until there was no more golden light, Kil'Gardan gained the power of well water.

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