On the walls of the Undercity, the siege continues. The battle situation was one-sided, the undead archers fell from the city wall one after another, some were hit by the spells projected by the tree people, some were swept to pieces by the ancient tree of war, the screams on the city wall were endless, and there were rumbling explosions in the city one after another.

Everyone could see that the Undercity couldn't hold it.

Sylvanas was trapped in the middle of Li Quan's plant legion, her eyes trembling slightly, her tiny pupils full of fear.

The scenes of the past seem to coincide at this moment. The battle that swept through Quel'Salas seemed to be back before her eyes......

Once, she was the proud son of the sky and one of the three sisters of the famous Windranger.

She is Sylvanas-Windranger, the Ranger General of Silvermoon City.

She serves as a guard at the Elven Gates of the Kingdom of Quel'Salas and leader of the Patrol Cavalry Regiment. During the Second Orc War, she and her sister Aurelia, the Windranger, resisted the orc invasion of Quel'Thalas.

As the leader of the Ranger Vanguard, her sister Aurelia leads a team of Ranger squads away from her homeland to meet and help the Alliance forces. She was stationed in Quel'Salas as a Ranger General to defend her homeland.

After fending off an orc army at a terrible cost, she remained at Quel'Thalas, tasked with rebuilding her home. Aurelia and her husband Tulayan went on an expedition to the Outlands of Draenor, attacking the orc homeland. Sylvanas chose to stay. At that time, the forest was still filled with the joy of victory, and there was peace and tranquility everywhere.

However, she remained vigilant, knowing that this momentary peace of mind was too easily broken.

Her worst fears had happened.

The fallen Prince of Lordaeron, the Death Knight Arthas, led the Scourge of the Dead to invade Quel'Thalas.

Despite the stubborn resistance of the High Elves' ranger forces, they were unable to stop the undead army from overwhelming the realm. Empty-eyed, Arthas led an endless army of undead to break through the defenses of the Enchanted Forest of Quel'Salas, and headed for Silvermoon City.

She resisted with all her might, but Arthas's sheer number of undead warriors always kept her defeated, and her men suffered heavy losses.

In the final battle, Arthas broke through the elves' last line of defense, and there was nothing left to stop him from entering Silvermoon City.

When the city was broken, she made a final resistance as a ranger general with despair and unwillingness, until she sacrificed her own life.

She had no choice......

When Arthas slaughtered elven civilians, all she could do was live and die with Silvermoon City.

As the defender of Silvermoon City, since the city is broken, dying in battle is the best thing she can do. And she did.

Silvermoon King Anastrian and all the members of the Silvermoon City Council did the same, and not a single one of them survived. The catastrophe brought the High Elves to near extinction.

However, this is only the beginning of the disaster and suffering.

When she opened her eyes again in her memory, the once noble High Elf Ranger General had become a slave of the Lich King and a minion of the Scourge Legion.

In the darkness, she was horrified to find that she had become a banshee with no independent thoughts!

Armed with the Frost Sorrow, Arthas slaughtered the city without sympathy or mercy after easily defeating the High Elves' last of their fragile resistance, and the evil Death Knight had no intention of freeing her from the heroic battle to death.

Using evil magic from the cursed sword Frost Sorrow, he brutally resurrected her through sorcery and transformed into the evil Banshee King, forcing her to suffer an endless curse for her valor.

Sylvanas vaguely remembers that she became the Banshee King of the Scourge of the Dead, and will be loyal to the Lich King forever.

She became more and more evil, becoming the main general of Arthas's command.

Corrupted by the dark power that came from the sorrow of frost, her once beautiful body became ugly, her once smooth and delicate healthy skin full of wheat color turned dark black, her shiny hair that was once comparable to the silver moon became a terrifying black, and the bow and arrow in her hand, which was once blessed by the High Elves Moon Priestess, and full of the magic of the silver moon became an arrow of death that emitted black light!

She is no longer an elf, but a monster.

Since then, she has been wandering the continent alone. She knew very well that her fellow elves would no longer accept herself as a Dark Ranger. She couldn't go back.

Although she worked for the undead, for some reason, since she did not have a body like the other banshees, but kept her body and most of her memories, she still maintained herself, and she always harbored the deepest hatred for Arthas and the Burning Legion.

She's been lurking, waiting, waiting for an opportunity for revenge......

While Arthas followed the Burning Legion on Kalimdor, she was ordered to stay in Lordaeron. When the Lich King's power waned due to a crack in the Frozen Throne due to an attack by Illidan's spell, she knew that her chance had finally come.

Because Arthas's power also comes from the Lich King, Arthas' power is also declining, and Arthas can no longer pass through Frostmourn, the evil cursed sword that forced them to take orders. She and her banshees gradually freed themselves from the shackles.

She's free!

Soon after, with the help of the fearlord Varimasas, who was intent on rebellion, she defeated two of the Lich King's right-hand men, nominally guarding Lordaeron, but in fact the two Dreadlords who were tasked with spying on her.

Lordaeron was in her hands. She knew that only with her own power could she survive in a world where everyone hated her as a cursed body of the undead.

After taking Lordaeron, she began to gradually gather the undead who were also out of control and unwilling to remain under the Lich King's command, and she declared war on them as the Forsaken. She took over Lordaeron and established a labyrinthine main city, the Undercity, beneath the human city.

At the same time, she also knew that her enemies were far more than just the Scourge Legion.

They are undead creatures, born enemies of the living. They are the object of hatred of all living beings in this world.

At that time, the Forsaken community was still very weak. Out of self-preservation, and with the help of external forces, as the Banshee King, she traveled to Kalimdor and met with Thrall, the then Grand Chief of the Tribe, and asked to join the Tribe.

She could see that, at first, the tribe was equally disgusted with her and her people as the dead. However, out of political interest, Thrall consulted with the Minotaur chief Kane-Bloodhoof and seemed to believe that the Forsaken could be responsible for containing the alliance in the Eastern Kingdoms, so that the power of the Horde could have a place in the Eastern Kingdom.

As a result, Thrall "tolerantly" accepted them, creatures that were considered alien by almost the vast majority of people. The Forsaken has since declared that they have joined the Horde and become a member of the Horde.

But she never loses her mind.

She knew that one day, everything that was supposed to come back would come back.

One day, she and her people will once again be the enemy of the whole world.

So, she decided to strike first.

Here's what she did. But are you doing something wrong? When she faced Frost Grief again, the cursed sword that had tormented her soul and body deeply, she couldn't help but be in a trance. Chaotic memories washed over her heart like a tidal wave, and she felt lost for a moment.

Just for a moment.

Sylvanas, who had ended her memories of the past, jerked her head.

No!

She doesn't think there's anything wrong with her.

Her eyes were tough and she had regained all her senses, and although there was still fear in her eyes, her strong character as a ranger general who had coexisted and died with Silvermoon City was now on full display.

She had faced the sword once, and she had the courage to face it a second time.

No matter where or how the person in front of her got the sword, it was not a reason to force her to surrender.

If she could, she would fight to the last minute with the city she had built herself, and live and die together!

"For the Forsaken!!" Sylvanas roared, got up, and drew his bow.

However, the next moment, Li Quan just gently pulled out the frost sorrow from the ground, and an invisible force pressed Sylvanas Lianren with a bow to the ground, unable to move a bit.

A connection between the two is formed. Sylvanas's terrified gaze fluttered, a familiar force she knew so well, that she had woken up from her dreams so many times!

"No—"

Sylvanas let out a terrible scream, trying to break the grip.

But as an undead, she was born to be controlled by the sorrow of frost and the fate she couldn't break. Escaping at Arthas's hands doesn't mean she's going to be able to resist Frost's Grief. The cursed sword forged in the void by the Dreadlord now has a more powerful owner.

Sylvanas was completely restrained by Frost Grief and was defeated! Only Sylvanas herself knew that she had once again become a puppet of the undead. This made her desperate......

Li Quan held the Frost Sorrow, waved it cleanly, and then put it away in the storage space. After easily taking out Sylvanas, no one in the Undercity could stop him.

The bigwigs watching from a distance saw that the situation was not good, and the situation did not seem quite right.

Li Quan took out the Frost Sorrow to frighten them, and now it seemed that Sylvanas had been subdued easily, things were far worse than they expected, and it was no longer a question of whether the two tribes would go to war. What happens if the Horde loses the Undercity? They can't imagine. The only thing that is known is that the tribe will never stand still again, and will never give up.

Once again, the bigwigs came up to dissuade them.

Unfortunately, dissuasion was again ineffective.

Li Quan is determined to do things perfectly. The tragedy in Nanhai Town deeply pierced a deep nerve in him. He was going to destroy the undead, and such a thing that violated normal morality should not have appeared.

Something in the storage space suddenly started moving.

Li Quan was slightly stunned and then took it out. The whip of Haka, the dog king he had obtained during the Battle of the Ancients, had never been used, and he seemed to feel a throbbing heart every time it was ready to move.

Now he knew what the weapon was for.

Seeing that in front of everyone, he took out his long whip and waved it a few times at will, and a powerful voice that seemed to come from the ancients roared as if there was no sorrow. As Li Quan waved a few more times, spatial cracks immediately formed. The sole and greatest use of this Dog King Haka's command whip is that the wielder will become the new Dog King, commanding all the Cerberus of a certain demon plane.

I saw that as the spatial cracks opened one by one, an incomparably desolate and ruined world was revealed on the other side of the cracks.

The first figure appeared. Out of a crack came a hideous Cerberus with barbs on its head, followed by a second, then a third...... In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Cerberus surged out of these cracks.

Whether it was Malfurion, the prophet Velon, or Gianna, or Kanresade and Zening, they were all shocked after seeing this scene.

What is it? This is a portal from another world. There is no doubt that this is a world occupied by demons, or even by demons! How could Li Quan have such power?

Hundreds of Cerberus are just the beginning.

Holding the command whip of the Dog King Haka, Li Quan could feel that he had the power of life and death over all the hellhounds in this demon plane! The power of this weapon was beyond his imagination. If he hadn't taken out Haka, the king of dogs, it would have been hard to imagine what the consequences would have been.

It seems that every leader of the Burning Legion is not a vegetarian, so how does Sargeras exist? I'm so small in Azeroth. Li Quan thought to himself.

In an instant, thousands of Cerberus surged out of the cracks, and their numbers continued to increase.

If Li Quan's ability to summon a demon squad before was considered talented, then Li Quan's ability to infinitely recruit dogs this time had to make others feel afraid.

This is no longer a normal category of power.

Almost unanimously, there was one existence in the minds of the bigwigs present at the same time - the Burning Legion!

Looking at the uncountable sea of hellhounds surrounding him, Li Quan thought for a moment, turned his heart sideways, and waved the command whip in his hand forward. Cerberus poured into the Undercity like a tsunami.

At this time, the gates of the Undercity have been blasted open by the ancient tree of war, and the gates of the city are wide open, and the Cerberus merges into a torrent and pours in, the scene is amazing.

The assumption that Li Quan once joked about really appeared at this moment. The surviving undead in the Undercity exclaimed as they fled for their lives, "Burning Legion! Is the Burning Legion coming!? ”

The people in the Dark City are terrified. Outside the dark city, the faces of all the bigwigs were gloomy. They are all worried, how will the situation end here?

There's always a dramatic side to things. The situation is overwhelmingly changing. Just when everyone was horrified, shocked, or worried about this scene, suddenly, the clouds over the Dark City changed color.

With a thunderous roar, the dark clouds suddenly lit up, and one after another huge cone-shaped Star Destroyers leaped out of nothing, and the black pressure suddenly appeared above everyone's heads.

Li Quan raised his head suddenly, and his pupils immediately shrank. He couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise as he looked at the things that appeared without warning.

Seeing this, the alliance bigwigs all changed their faces.

Someone who has seen this kind of thing is the prophet Velon. Prophet Velon's heart sank to the bottom the moment he saw these things, and he muttered in distraction, "Burning Legion......!?" ”

Li Quan also recognized these ships, which were indeed the battleships of the Burning Legion.

Burning Legion ...... Is it really coming?