The second year of the Dark Gate, Spring.

It has been an eventful year, and less than a year has passed since the Orc War, the landscape of the continent of Azeroth, especially the Eastern Kingdom, has once again undergone a drastic change.

First of all, the kingdom of Lordaeron, which had flourished in the eastern kingdom for thousands of years, fell in just a few days, King Terenus died, and his towns, armies, and soldiers all collapsed, and the entire kingdom collapsed overnight.

The Chief Paladin of the continent, Uther Lightbringer, has been killed, and Princess Lordaeron's whereabouts are unknown, but it is said that the young Prince of Arthas has regained his strength and gathered the remnants of Lordaeron's forces to regain his kingdom.

At the same time, the High Elf Kingdom in the north also suffered a devastating blow again.

The Sun King Anastarian's stubbornness led to the direct destruction of Silvermoon City, and during the final melee at the Sunwell, he was also negligent, causing the enemy to take advantage of the situation from the rear. In the end, Quel'Thalas was split in two by the Scourge Legion, and the island of Queldanus and the Well of the Sun were completely destroyed, and he himself was killed in the explosion, leaving only Prince Kael'thas with the remnants of his army to flee his homeland, and his whereabouts are unknown.

The Phoenix King City, which had stood in the Eastern Kingdom for thousands of years, also ushered in the day of destruction.

In just one year, the two major forces of the Eastern Kingdom were destroyed at the same time, and even if the news was no longer well-informed on the Azeroth Continent, this explosive news that was enough to shake the continent spread throughout the Eastern Kingdom.

Scourge Legion.

This hateful, spurned, and at the same time terrifying name appeared in people's field of vision, and at this moment, the people living on this continent realized that since the invasion of those fierce and cruel orcs, this continent has once again ushered in a historic catastrophe, this time the enemy is more ferocious and cruel than before.

If the previous orcs were still living beings and sentient organisms even if they were cold-blooded killers, then this time the enemy is a complete killing machine, they have no feelings, no mercy, and their only purpose is to completely turn this continent into a grave of death.

"Smack!!

Inside the Violet Castle of Dalaran, Antonidas threw a document with the seal of the red head from Kurtilas onto the table, stroking his beard angrily.

As the chief magician of Dalaran, although Antonidas is getting older, his talent and control over magic are still beyond the reach of many young magicians.

When Antonidas became an apprentice to a member of the Kenrito Council, he was still a childish boy.

He was a strong student who read voraciously through the vast collection of books in the Dalaran Library. After just a few years of further study at the Academy, he stood out from his peers and won their praise and the respect of his elders.

At the age of 12, Antonidas published a paper entitled "The Application of the Theory of Time Travel to the Branching of Precise Magical Practices", for which he was awarded the Ribbon of Kenrito's Supreme Wisdom. He is the youngest ever recipient of the award. Subsequently, the Governing Council approved him for admission to the Kenrito School of Advanced Studies and Enlightenment, making him the youngest person ever to receive official approval.

As Antonidas continued to grow, he continued to learn and refine his magical skills. Antonidas' talent and intelligence in the field of defensive magic made him an ideal candidate for the Council of Six, and he eventually made it to the Council of Six. Antonidas is not only very wise and fair, but also very knowledgeable. He soon became the most influential figure in Dalaran.

The smooth sailing of his studies did not make Antonidas lose his heart, and it was precisely because of this that the Kenrito Council took a fancy to him and entrusted him with the responsibility of guarding the magic city.

Antonidas has always been committed to the study of magic and contribute to the Alliance, in the Orc War, as an alliance friend, he also mobilized the power of Dalaran and sent many high-level mages to serve the Alliance army, it can be said that the victory of the entire Orc War is also due to Antonidas.

At the beginning of the undead plague, he also sent his proud disciple Gianna Prodmore to assist Prince Arthas in the investigation, but what he didn't expect was that what he didn't care about at first seemed to be growing quietly and becoming more and more uncontrollable.

Antonidas sat in his chair, a feeling he hadn't felt in decades, and he hadn't hesitated even in the original Orc War.

At this time, the old Antonidas thought of two people, one was the madman who had come to Dalaran and babbled about the prophecy and destruction of the gods, and the other was the first proud disciple of whom he was proud, the pagan who had gone astray and studied dark spells without permission, Kel'thugad.

As Antonidas pondered, a slight footstep sounded, and a familiar voice rang out at the same time.

"Teacher. ”

"Come in, Gianna, I think you're the only one who can take care of me at this time. Antonidas held his forehead with his dry hand and called softly.

A beautiful figure appeared in the conference room, noble and elegant, and it was none other than Gianna Proudmoor, who had been investigating the plague with Arthas and had been trapped by Xue Huan in Andor.

After saying goodbye to an enraged Arthas, Gianna is eager to return to Dalaran, anxious to compile the information she has gathered and report it to the Kenrito Council.

But what she, and even Antonidas, didn't expect was that just a few months after Kenrito's reaction, bad news continued to come, and even the thriving kingdom of the High Elves, Quel'Thalas, was devoured by those undead.

"It's me who underestimated the plague at the beginning, I'm getting old..."Antonidas was a little remorseful, his face haggard, and he stroked the violet medal on his chest, which was a symbol of glory, but at the moment it was also a heavy burden and shackles.

"We are ordinary magicians, teachers, not prophets. The gentle Gianna spoke out comfortingly.

Although she was also a little opposed to the teacher's insistence on driving the "madman" out of Dalaran at the time, but now that the plague is raging, the undead soldiers are in full swing, and everyone on the continent of Azeroth is in danger, it is useless to regret what is going on, and now what they have to do is to do everything they can to help the alliance survive this disaster.

But at the moment, the situation is not very rosy...

Gianna walked up to Antonidas, and her afterglow unconsciously glanced at the papers on the desktop.

It was a seal of Kul Tiras, which she was familiar with, and it was very concise and to the point.

Half a month earlier, her father, Admiral Dalyn Prodmore, had sent more than thirty warships to Quel'Thalas to meet the fleeing High Elves, but unfortunately, they had to be repatriated immediately after only six ships were loaded with a violent explosion on Queldanas Island.

In other words, this rescue operation has been completely declared a failure, and the island of Queldanus has been completely destroyed, and most of the High Elves are buried there.

Ay...

Gianna sighed silently in her heart.

She didn't expect that after investigating the plague with Arthas, in just half a year, those nightmarish Scourge legions began to spread like a plague, first Lordaeron, then Quel'Thalas, their target, is it... The whole continent?

Gianna didn't dare to think about it anymore.

And at this time, Antonidas seems to have come out of a short period of regret, as an old mage who has experienced dozens of hundreds of years, what battle has Antonidas not seen?

"How's the Eye of Dalaran going?" asked Antonidas, turning to Gianna.

This was the old mage's main concern, because according to the news from the magician who was in charge of guarding the Eye of Dalaran before, the surroundings of Dalaran were no longer peaceful, from the few zombies that were initially eliminated, to the ghouls that continued to appear, all of which seemed to be a harbinger of the next target of the undead scourge that would be destroyed.

Gianna frowned, and that's why she came to Antonidas.

"It's a terrible situation, according to the mages who guarded the Eye of Dalaran, in the time between the destruction of Quel'Thalas and today, the mages have eliminated no less than 120 ghouls who tried to break into Dalaran, and the number is still increasing, I think... It's just the sentinels of those monsters. ”

Gianna's expression was a little solemn, she and Antonidas's premonition coincided, the next target of the undead catastrophe... I'm afraid it's Dalaran.

"I see. ”

Antonidas nodded, and the old mage stood up with his scepter and waved his hand at Gianna, his tone revealing indescribable seriousness: "Get both Modra and Derlandon, I think, we need to solve some trouble." ”

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