Quel'Salas, the long battle made the despair begin to spread, although there is an elven knight this melee power that has never appeared before, and the rune enchantment has not completely collapsed, but the continuous wave of undead still dragged the elves to the abyss of despair little by little, the magic of the mages has gradually withered, the bloody fingers of the rangers can no longer pull the tight bowstring, the knights wield weapons and fight bravely, but they are drowned by dozens of times more than the revenants.

Behind the walls of Silvermoon City, a large number of civilians were trembling on the side of the street and hugging each other at home, crying spread in every corner of the city, everyone's face was unwilling and desperate, and now everyone understood that the fall of Silvermoon City was only a matter of time.

"Damn, is it over?"

Numbly brandishing their weapons, the few hundred remaining elven knights formed a small semicircle, tightly guarding the gates of Silvermoon City, desperately guarding the last line of defense, but as the warriors continued to fall, this line of defense was also precarious.

"I swear that I will never let you guys, my family, my friends never give it to you!"

The hopeless battle brought the last warriors to the brink of collapse, when one of the nameless elven knights suddenly smashed the undead in front of him with a hammer, and then rushed towards the undead battle array almost frantically, shattering bones and splattering blood, and the brave warrior tore apart several times the enemy, but was pierced through the chest by countless sharp blades.

"For Quel'Thalas! For our homeland! ”

With the most indomitable look on his face, the warrior shook off all the undead and staggered to his feet. In the end, he raised his arms. Shouting to the whole sky.

Time seemed to freeze in this moment, and all the Quel'Thalas' soldiers watched silently as the warrior who was no longer breathing.

"For Quel'Thalas!"

"For our homeland!"

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The roar of the almost crazy Sistes. The entire gates of Silvermoon City trembled, gritting their teeth and bleeding, and the remaining knights rushed towards the undead battle array in a desperate manner.

The mournful roar of the sword and the sound of broken flesh and blood seemed so tragic on the entire battlefield at this moment.

Inside and outside the city, all the people shed tears, and countless elves began to spontaneously walk out of their homes and rush towards the city gates, men and women, young and old.

Blood-red eyes. Looking at the fallen warriors one by one, Liadlin couldn't stop crying.

"Please, Your Highness, save them!"

"Please!"

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It was originally just a one-sided contract, but this moment triggered a miracle.

The earth began to tremble, and in the midst of everyone's exclamations, a pillar of crimson light suddenly shot from Silvermoon City into the sky.

The dark curtain that had shrouded Quel'Thalas was easily torn apart, vanishing like snow in the sun.

A huge red magic array spread from the pillar of light, finally covering half of the sky.

The terrifying coercion, which was extremely strong, directly pressed on everyone's hearts. Even the undead who have no emotions stop at this moment.

"Get out of my country, you filthy things!"

A voice filled the sky with anger, and in the next moment, eight huge fiery dragons descended from the sky. It roared and swept away all the undead, and then the whole world was plunged into a fiery red, and one after another rolled up fiery serpents flew along the ground. It spread out like a red circle, in the midst of the flames and roars. The undead battle array, which was like an ocean, was torn apart by the destruction and decay, and countless undead struggled in horror. But in the end, it could only be reduced to ashes in the flames.

The temperature around them rose sharply, as if the entire Silvermoon City had fallen into the furnace, but all the elves wept with joy and cheered loudly.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness the Prince is back!"

"We're saved!"

"Long live Quel'Salas, long live His Royal Highness the Prince!"

In the hall of the Well of the Sun, Arthas pulled Frost Sorrow out of the chest of a middle-aged elf wearing a crown with an expressionless face, and he smiled as he looked at the fiery red sky outside the temple.

"Kael'thas, you're late!"

Commanding one of his undead to lift a delicate bone urn, he said coldly to Kandal: "Go, follow it into the Well of the Sun, it's time to resurrect the Lich King's important men!" ”

Feeling the powerful magical power in the distance, Kandal was slightly distracted, but a trace of gloom flashed in his heart, that powerful flame power, it was definitely His Royal Highness the Prince who had returned, and he had betrayed Quel'Thalas, who would never spare him, and the thought of facing such a person, Kandal felt a tremor in his heart.

It's a pity that there is no turning back when he opens the bow, he has already betrayed the entire race, he has no way to retreat at all, he can only go all the way to the black, standing on the side of the undead, so he can only whisper: "Yes!" ”

Then, with the help of the elven traitor, the delicate bone urn was lowered into the golden well water, dyeing the brilliant gold into an inky black, and the surface of the water fluctuated.

Looking at the black sunwell that seemed to be burned, the Death Knight smiled softly, touched his chin, and looked thoughtfully at the corpse next to him.

"Perhaps, I can prepare a small gift for the prince?" ――

The Tower of Sunwrath in Silvermoon City, standing at the top of the tower, Mo Wen was filled with a few rays of red light, quietly watching the undead turn into clouds of ashes under the attack of the Eight Desolation Xuanhuo Position, and finally disperse with the wind.

Sylvanas stood beside him, his eyes slightly red, not knowing what he was thinking, but finally he asked softly, "Why did you want to do it in advance, wasn't the original plan to wait for the undead to invade the city and cause certain civilian casualties?" ”

"Oh?" Mo Wen stretched his waist casually, turned his head, and glanced at the other party with a smile.

"Sylvanas, are you unhappy that I acted early to ruin the plan, or are you dissatisfied that I didn't do it in the first place?"

The elven ranger snorted softly, don't turn around, but he didn't say what his question meant.

However, Mo Wen said to himself: "Actually, there is nothing to say, I was just a little moved, so I just made a move, how to say that I have also been here for so many years, and I am also a little emotional!" ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Sylvanas's mouth, "But I heard about His Highness's previous deeds from the beginning, and His Highness doesn't look like that kind of person!" Ruthless, selfish, and unscrupulous to achieve the goal, this is the style of His Highness. ”

Mo Wen didn't care, and spread his hands casually, "You also said that it was 'before', at that time, I was a little stimulated, desperately chasing power, and acting was naturally a little biased, but now I understand that I still have a long time, and I am not in a hurry for this moment, and I throw away all the mercy and all the kindness, and force something against my heart, sometimes it is better to go with the natural strength prompts quickly!" After all, I'm still a 'human' now, not one of those ruthless gods. ”

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the dissipating undead outside, "Let's take today, of course, I am taking advantage of this undead disaster, but I will still feel sad for what happened to the High Elves, and I will be moved by their hard work, so I finally made a move in advance, I did what I wanted, but if I wasn't moved, I wouldn't make a move, and let Yiqiē develop according to plan!" ”

With an easy-going smile on his lips, Mo Wen's expression at this time was extraordinarily calm, and it happened that the undead canopy was dispersed, and a ray of sunlight shone in along the sky, reflecting on his body.

The glorious sunshine, the handsome young man, and the battlefield after the storm swept away, Yiqiē formed a picture with a different sense of beauty at this moment.

Sylvanas's breathing was slightly choked, and although it was very unpleasant to look at the other party, she also had to admit that this guy was really good-looking.

Suddenly came back to her senses, but her face was slightly red, and finally she snorted coldly, "No matter what you say, this time it is a fact that you didn't save you at the beginning!" ”

Shaking his head a little depressed, Mo Wen looked at the stubborn elven ranger, but said angrily: "I can't help it if you have to say that, but Sylvanas, you have to remember that the undead disaster was not caused by me, and Kael'thas would not have been as strong as me in the original history, and he didn't even participate in this battle." I'll admit that I'm ill-intentioned, I took advantage of the High Elves, but their fate could have been much better, and I've traveled through countless worlds in pursuit of power, not to be a nanny or do good! ”

Sylvanas was silent for a moment, then snorted coldly and turned away.

She knew that what Mo Wen said was reasonable, but she just couldn't accept it.

In another space, Yuan Chu silently watched this qiē, but smiled slightly.

"Master, this Sylvanas is probably in love with you, that's why he blames you so much, if you do a little more now, I'm afraid you can completely take her in!"

And Mo Wen waved his hand indifferently, Sylvanas's mind he naturally also perceived, how to say that he used to be a playboy, although he was a little scheming, but he couldn't escape his clutches, but now Mo Wen is doing everything to follow his heart, and it is just a matter of deceiving ordinary people, for the heroic spirits who know his roots, he really has no intention of making a fool of himself, although the contract of the heart can enhance his strength a lot, but he is not even sure of the existing strength now, There's no need to bother with that anymore.

Looking in the direction of the Well of the Sun, feeling the changes in the treasure that was closely connected to him, Mo Wen smiled lightly, "It's almost time to calculate, I should also go and meet the famous Death Knight!" He seems to have prepared a little 'surprise' for me! (To be continued......)

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