…… Chapter 176: The Gap Between the Decisive Battle (Second Update)

Arthas and "Invincible" walked out of the center and gasped for air.

This battle was also dangerous for the Death Knight. Whether it is Old Don's violent offensive and colossal power, or Kael'thas 's vast magic and fierce counterattack, they all bring enough pressure and crisis to Arthas, who has not tasted defeat after advancing to a hero-level powerhouse......

Even Alsace, who has always been conceited, has to admit that these are two strong enemies.

After a long time, Arthas, who was finally temporarily freed from discomfort and exhaustion, stood up straight again with frost sorrow, and paced slowly to Sylvanas, who was full of joy and excitement after seeing Old Tang and the elven prince safely evacuate.

Before Arthas could speak, looking at the tired and wolf-brisk Death Knight, the "Queen Xià" said with a proud and disdainful expression:

"Butcher! Although with the help of that traitor in Darkan, you have broken the gates of Quel'Thalas, your delusional attempt to destroy Miè Quel'Salas will never be achieved! In Silvermoon City, in the Well of the Sun, you and your wicked minions will be crushed and destroyed! ”

The voice of "Her Majesty the Queen" is still cold and gloomy, but the strong schadenfreude contained in it is not concealed at all.

The answer to Her Majesty the Queen was a snap of the fingers!

The exhausted Arthas glared at the banshee viciously, and the death knight, who felt that he had lost face, pointed at the soul body of the "Queen Xià" with a hideous face! Immediately after that, Her Majesty's mournful wail sounded again!

"Stop your noise, Banshee!" Seeing Sylvanas's pained expression, Arthas's irritability in his heart was inexplicably relieved, and his depressed and angry mood was quickly replaced by this sense of power to control the fate of others, "I need to remind you, Sylvanas! Don't forget, you are now one of my evil minions! ”

Sylvanas, who had stopped the banshee's howl, heard Arthas's sarcastic words, and her face, which had been happy for the death knight's deflatedness, suddenly darkened. The butcher was right, now he has become one of the feared and disgusting undead, and he has to follow the executioner's orders to slaughter those compatriots who would have sworn to protect even if he sacrificed himself......

"Her Majesty the Queen" looked gloomy, but Arthas did not plan to let her go, and continued to attack his "sharp blade":

"As for Kael'thas and your tiresome minotaur lover...... They don't have a few days to live! The corners of the Death Knight's mouth were full of sinister smiles, and he said in an indifferent tone, "Silvermoon City? Joke! What are they going to do to stop my hundreds of thousands of troops? What will hold back the edge of Frost's sorrow? ”

"Whatever the undead natural calamity points to, it will be invincible, and no one can stop it!"

"As I said, death has come to this land!" Arthas stared closely at the eyes of the "Queen's Majesty" who were still stubborn and refused to admit defeat, and said word by word: "Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die!" ”

The Death Knight's eerie and terrifying voice and domineering momentum made Sylvanas's breath stagnate, and even though he had lost his body, "Her Majesty the Queen" still felt a suffocation in his chest. And the verbal blows of Alsace continue:

"Don't be in a hurry, Banshee! You'll soon be able to witness the destruction of Quel'Salas and be part of it to pave the way for my plans! ”

"I am a benevolent monarch, and I never mind my subordinates sharing my glory!" Arthas's tone suddenly rose, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said casually: "Next time, I will let you deal with your little lover personally!" I'm really looking forward to that unique performance! I'm really curious what kind of expression your lover will have on his face when the time comes! ”

After that, the Death Knight couldn't help but laugh wildly, beaming with pride!

"You damned demon, don't get your way! I won't let you get your wish, butcher! Sylvanas was mad, and her hysterical anger made Her Majesty let out another terrible and piercing wail!

"It's up to you!" Arthas waved his hand proudly, ignoring the grief and indignation of the "Queen's Majesty", stepped on the back of the "invincible" and strode towards the tower guarded by the High Elves before.

The elven prince's angry blow before he left completely destroyed many of his "soldiers", but he was not distressed, because there was another group of "soldiers and subordinates" waiting for him to recruit not far away!

Before the tower, Alsace stands on horseback. An obscure wave of soul erupted from the urn hanging from the Invincible's back. Kel'thugad stared at the miserable situation in front of him expressionlessly, and said calmly:

"Stupid nation, stupid race!"

"Stupid indeed." Arthas looked down at the corpses of the High Elves who had been killed in battle, and replied with a strange expression. "They fought hard in life, but when they died, they could only bow down to their orders."

Muttering as he raised the frost sorrow in his hand, Arthas let out a chilling, icy shout:

"In the name of the sorrow of frost, I, Arthas, King of Lordaeron, and commander of the army of the dead, command you to stand up and serve me!"

With the eerie and majestic command, a wave of obscure and evil power erupted from Arthas's body and Frost Sorrow's sword! In the next second, those High Elves who had already died on the battlefield twisted and struggled to get up in pieces, roaring angrily!

But this time they are no longer warriors who defend their families and their country...... It's bloodthirsty, brutal, and irrational walking dead......

Skeletons, zombies, ghouls...... There are a few Death Knights and a large number of Banshees......

Now they all have a new name - the Scourge of the Dead...... Under normal circumstances, teleporting directly to the depths of the palace of the Sunseeker Royal Court is simply an impossible task! As the High Elves of the darlings of the arcane, Quel'Thalas, who founded the kingdom with magic, will naturally not cut corners in all kinds of magical defenses, let alone leave such loopholes that may endanger the safety of the kingdom!

For any naïve thief or assassin who wants to use magic to infiltrate here, the only thing that awaits them is endless magical strikes and arcane traps until they kill these undead creatures......

Therefore, even if the High Elf mages open the portal, they will only teleport to the central magic tower of Silvermoon City. And there, there are usually two teams of royal guards and a thousand-strong ranger army, as well as dozens of magicians who are responsible for the normal operation of the magic tower, which can definitely be regarded as well-guarded!

What's more, Silvermoon City, which is now in a war period, has already temporarily closed the external teleportation node in order to stifle potential security hazards! Unless it is a master like McGovern and Medivan's mother and son, other mages, even if they are masters like Antonidas, will not be able to please in the hands of dozens of High Elf Magisters! Opening the portal leads directly to the interior of Silvermoon City, which is tantamount to a fantasy!

However, this restriction does not apply to Kael'thas!

Because the Sunseeker Dynasty bloodline in the Elven Prince's body is the best pass!

At this time, there are only two people in the entire Azeroth who can directly teleport to Silvermoon City - King Anastarian and Prince Kael'thas beside Don at this time......

When Old Tang and Kael'thas crossed the spatial barrier to evacuate the ruins of Sunny Wind Village, and once again stood on the ground, the two of them had already appeared in the court of the Sunchaser in Silvermoon City!

Gorgeous, exquisite, and filled with the artistic atmosphere from the pavement...... Just like a precious piece of porcelain has incomparable delicacy and luxury, but it is too delicate and fragile...... This was the first impression that Silvermoon City left on Old Tang.

Just after escaping a bloody battle, the woman he admired was finally sacrificed in front of his eyes but he couldn't do anything, which made Old Tang exhausted, and he didn't have the heart to visit this magical and magnificent city again.

In the final battle, the wound on Old Don's chest cracked again! The naked upper body was already stained with scarlet blood at the moment, and with the explosive muscles of Old Tang's solid knots, it was even more hideous...... However, the heavy bloodshed made Old Tang even weaker.

With Kael'thas in their hands, Don and the Elven Prince staggered through the quiet corridors of the palace until they came across a small group of lawbreakers patrolling.

Old Tang's burly and sturdy body was quite weighty, and for a weak spellcaster like the Elven Prince, supporting Old Tang was by no means an easy task. After handing over Old Tang to the two strong spellbreakers to support, Kael'thas finally took a breath, and then immediately turned his head to the leader of the spellbreaker's squad and said:

"Immediately go and invite Count Liadline to the council chamber! Sue sù her, our allies need healing! ”

Looking at the figure of the team leader walking away quickly, the elven prince seemed to remember something again, and called another spellbreaker and ordered:

"Gather all the high-ranking generals and council members, as well as my advisory group, to the royal chamber at once! I have something to explain! By the way, the Minotaur allies should also be informed! Go ahead! ”

Although Kael'thas is a proud man and has the same sense of superiority as other High Elves, his love and sense of responsibility for his people are enough to resonate with Don. The elegant Prince of Kael'thas is definitely a suave, clear-headed leader when he is calm. And no wonder it is possible to have high prestige among his compatriots......

Looking at Kael'thas at this time, his appearance was no longer as neat and elegant as usual, but slightly sloppy. Looking at the embarrassing stubble on his chin that he didn't have time to clean up, and the dark circles under his eyes that had been boiled out after days of exhaustion and lack of sleep, a strange thought rose in Old Tang's heart.

In the previous life, many people piled up the accusation of the collapse of the Sunchaser Dynasty on this man who would rather abandon a qiē for the sake of his people, isn't it too far-fetched?

*JM