424. The final battle of the High Elves
The confrontation between the two hero-level powerhouses attracted the attention of an unknown number of people. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Both are princes who have known each other since childhood, and both are heirs to the human kingdom. It's a pity that the once prosperous Lordaeron was destroyed by Arthas, and he, the heir to the kingdom, personally ruined the future of the kingdom. And the once self-contained Gilneth has now begun to step out of the walls and work for a brighter future, Duten, no, Limu, Lim Greymayne has led his people on a completely different path, and it must be said that this transformation is full of irony.
In the past, Alsace, known as the Heart of Lordaeron, was the "child of someone else's family" in the lives of I don't know how many people, but it is a pity that he was so good and outstanding, but he embarked on an evil path and ruined his home and country.
What about Limu? He used to be unknown, he didn't have any good deeds, and he didn't have any extraordinary skills. But now, he has become the top hero-level powerhouse by himself, and he also holds an artifact-level giant sword in his hand, and he has the upper hand in the confrontation with Arthas.
The position of the two has changed unconsciously, this change even Arthas couldn't have imagined before, but now standing in this place, thinking back to the first and only meeting between the two back then, Arces's mentality suddenly changed.
At that time, he looked down on Limu, because of Lordaeron's strength and wealth, because of his excellence and pride. But now, he has become the one who has to look up to the other party, whether it is strength, or identity, or everything, he seems to be surpassed by the other party. There is no room for negotiation, no possibility of turnaround.
No! I'm the strongest! I'm the best!
Arthas roared in his heart, and silently, gave the order to Anubarak to attack.
He himself had a cold face, carrying the sorrow of frost, and slowly walked towards Du Teng step by step.
"Honestly, you did surprise me. I didn't expect you to actually find an artifact that is no less than Frost's Sorrow. But if you think you can defeat me in this way, then you are naΓ―ve, you see, your enemies ...... I'm not alone! β
With that, Arthas suddenly launched a charge, and the black energy wrapped around the sword's body turned into a black and hideous face, and rushed towards Du Teng.
Death Coil.
The Death Knight's signature skill is similar to the Warlock's Shadow Arrow, but it is more pure, able to replenish the power of death in the body of undead creatures, and can also kill enemies, which is a dual-purpose skill.
Moreover, this skill is cast quickly, the spell has a long range, and the flight speed of the spell is also very fast, just a blink of an eye, it has already rushed in front of Du Teng.
Duten raised the Sdomka Annihilator in his hand, and the holy light gem on his sword shimmered with a dazzling golden light. Just as he was about to smash the energy arrow in front of him with a sword blade full of holy light, the ground under his feet suddenly trembled, and then a huge beetle suddenly rose from the ground, and the pair of huge jaws and teeth comparable to an adult's arms bit fiercely towards Du Teng's waist.
It's another trick!
It is also the most difficult skill of the Crypt Zerg to guard against.
However, Du Teng is not an ordinary person, not to mention that he was prepared, even if he was unprepared before, it is impossible to be hit like this.
Backhand blocked Jawtooth's attack with a greatsword, and slammed his other hand into the face that pounced on him. The black energy wrapped around his arm like a maggot on a tarsal bone, but it was violently shaken by him with the power of his blood and qi, and all of them were shattered.
"Don't use this little trick anymore, it's useless to me!"
Du Teng sneered, and his right arm exerted force, pushing Anubarak's huge body so much that he couldn't help but take several steps back.
"What a strong ......"
Anubrak's small eyes widened, even though they were already round, and he looked at each other in disbelief. It is unimaginable that their race, which was already known for its strength, is now losing in strength.
"What are you doing? Attack! β
Arthas pounced on the death entanglement, and now rushed in front of Duten, and when he saw Anubrak standing in the distance in a daze, he was angry and wanted to kill the other party with a sword. What an idiot, dare to be in a daze against such a tricky enemy!
He scolded silently in his heart, but the movements of his hands were not slow, and he rushed straight to Du Teng, raising his sword and slashing.
Duten blocked the opponent's attack with a backhand with a sdomka.
Just at this moment, the attack behind him came again, and he flipped his hand, and his wand was in his hand, aiming at Anubarak was a big obstacle. This spell has very little attack power, but it is a spell that can hinder the target's movement, and it is very useful and annoying.
Anubarak only felt that his body was in an endless quagmire, and it became very difficult to take every step forward, obviously the battlefield of the two humans was less than ten meters away from him, but now it seemed to be lifting thousands of meters, and he couldn't rely on it.
"Damn!"
Anubarak angrily waved his forelimbs, and his huge body spun around and quickly clenched into the ground.
Only underground it will not be hindered, only underground it will ......
"Thunder Trample!"
A familiar voice suddenly came through the earth, and Anubarak was puzzled, and a terrifying trembling force suddenly passed down. The surrounding layers of soil and rock quickly softened and then pressed down heavily.
"No ......"
Anubarak barely had time to say that word before he was crushed to the ground by an unknown number of tons of sand and earth.
On the ground, Du Teng sneered and withdrew his right foot, which was stuck in the masonry, and under the gaze of countless people, he raised his giant sword and collided with Arthas again.
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The war of the undead against the High Elves finally ushered in the dawn after ten days of stalemate.
It's a pity that this dawn belongs to the undead, and for the High Elves, this "dawn" is undoubtedly a disaster. Because Silvermoon City was finally breached, the location of the breach was still the same as in the original time and space, located directly north of Qingfeng Village. The army of the undead attacked all the way up from the southern part of the Yongge Forest, and the route of the march did not shift in the slightest, all the way to the north, showing a straight line.
The location of the Shepherd's Gate is further east, in fact, the breached section of the wall is just west of the Shepherd's Gate.
That section of the city wall was originally the defense area of Lotherma, and he was already responsible for the defense of the entire city wall, but people's energy is limited, especially after ten days of offensive and defensive battles, all the elves who participated in the battle were basically the fourth to fifth shifts, and the serious consumption of energy was no longer something that could be recovered by a short sleep or rest.
Everyone's energy was exhausted, and Lotherma, who had not left the battlefield for ten days, had reached the point of running out of gas.
If it weren't for that thought in his heart and the magic potion sent by the Alchemist Association, I'm afraid he wouldn't have lasted so long.
And ten days of perseverance, in the end, still failed to defeat the power of time.
It was just a simple oversight, and there was a ten-minute gap at the head of the wall where the guards were changed, and the undead seized this opportunity to send hundreds of tons of undead bombs to the wall. In an instant, the dozens of meters of the city wall became a dead land.
Then the undead swarmed up and finally demolished the section of the wall in one fell swoop.
Silvermoon City has been breached!
The battle between Duten and Arthas has not yet been decided, or that Duten deliberately released water and did not quickly resolve Arthas, and as a result, the undead seized this opportunity and broke this last line of defense in one fell swoop.
It must be known that the High Elves have persevered until now, and they are really on the verge of collapse. Everyone, like Lotherma, was holding on to a single thought. Because they believe that the High Elves will not be defeated, they will not be defeated, they can hold this place, they can protect their relatives and friends.
But now, this last line of defense has been broken.
Countless High Elves suddenly lost their faith, and there were thousands of Elves who threw away their weapons at that time, sat on the ground and closed their eyes and waited for death. And the undead did not let them go, and the butcher's knife of the undead harvested the lives of these elves very smoothly.
Lotherma fainted on the spot, but soon woke up and was about to commit suicide when she woke up, but was stopped by her own guards.
Sylvanas left the Shepherd's Gate and hurried as fast as he could to the breach to stop the city's defenders from resisting.
As for Arthas and Duten, after looking at each other for a moment, they put away their weapons at the same time.
The battle has now reached its most critical moment, and they will all face the toughest battle - at least for Artace.
"I will resurrect Kel'thugad with my own hands, the Well of the Sun cannot be kept. If you retreat now, I can guarantee that after I have destroyed Quel'Thalas, I will spare Gilneth and I will spare your people...... Although I have done many things that seem unforgivable to you, this is my destiny and the path I must take. I don't regret it, and I never have to. β
Arthas looked at Du Teng with a cold face, and his tone was incomparably calmer for the first time, just like he was back then.
"Of course I can trust you......"
In fact, Duten really trusted Alsace, and Alsace did a lot of wrong things, but he never regretted what he said, and he fulfilled all of them. Arthas became a Death Knight, but his credibility was still okay.
"Unfortunately, Gilneth's ambition has never been just about self-preservation, we want to get more land, more power, and we want to get back to the forefront. Then you need a right time, a right event. The High Elves are one of the most powerful races in this world, and with their help, Gilneth will have a smoother path. If we combine the forces of Gilneth and the High Elves, we can dominate the land.
Even Dalaran must obey our commands. Alsace...... Brother, you should be well aware of this, so, I'm sorry I can't agree with your suggestion. In any case, I will continue to help the High Elves, and even if the High Elves fail in the end, I must help them, which is what I should and must do. Not to mention...... The High Elves don't necessarily lose. β
A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Du Teng's mouth.
Arthas frowned, and was about to say something, but Duten no longer gave him a chance to speak, kicked his legs on the ground, dodged the attack of Anubarak, who finally crawled out of the ground, stepped on the air, and flew high into the air.
Only Anubrak, who roared in anger, and Arthas, who looked up at the sky with a blank expression, were left.
β¦β¦
Silvermoon City is broken.
It was announced that the campaign had entered its final and most important phase.
The High Elves' fleet has laid a steel line between Queldanus Island and the mainland, this is the last time, once this place is also breached, the High Elves will be completely finished, and there will be no possibility of resistance.
Arthas obviously understands this, the undead began to frantically build their own ships, the fleet of the High Elves continued to go out to attack, and the remaining mage legions and windwalker legions continued to destroy the undead army, but unfortunately the number of undead was too many after all, and the wood of the Eternal Song Forest was too much, and it was impossible to completely stop it.
However, this strait, after all, still gave the High Elves a chance to breathe.
It took a week for the undead to build a fleet, and they didn't need any powerful ships, as long as they could help them cross the strait, it would be enough.
This week's time has finally allowed the High Elves to recover a little, and both sides are fully prepared for this final battle.
And before the final battle broke out, Prince Kael'thas, who had left Quel'Thalas, finally stepped into the land of Quel'Thalas.
He had been studying and researching magic in Dalaran before, and although human magic skills were learned from the High Elves, human beings were more agile and creative, so the level of human magic was rapidly improving. There are even many genres that the High Elves have not thought of.
As the prince of Quel'Salas, and as a powerful magician, Kael'thas could not resist such a temptation. So he came here a few years ago, and became a member of the Council of Six Kenrito, and was one of the actual administrators of Dalaran.
During his time in Dalaran, he experienced many things, the most important of which was his love affair.
He falls in love with Gianna, a human magician, the nemesis of Azeroth's history. Unfortunately, Gianna didn't like him, but fell in love with Arthas, and became lovers with Arthas.
This incident hit Kael'thas very hard, and since then he has rarely left his magic tower, locking himself in it all day long, and never going out all day.
So this time the undead invaded, he didn't know at all, if Du Teng hadn't sent someone to Laran to inform him, he was afraid that it would be the same as the original book, Quel'Salas was destroyed, his father died, and the Well of the Sun was also defiled, so he delayed returning to help. And by that time, it's too late.
But in fact, even now, it's a little late.
The destruction of the magic net made it impossible for him to open the portal back here directly, so he could only ride his dragon eagle and rush back as fast as he could. By the time he entered the border of Quel'Thalas, a naval battle had already broken out, and the High Elves seemed to have lost all their strength, and they quickly fell to the upper hand at the outset. (To be continued.) )