The eternal realm of Quel'Thalas, which was originally a dreamlike fairyland, has now been reduced to a black hell.

Countless undead with green flames in their eyes gathered from all directions like waves, the earth was polluted, the stench of decay filled the air, the beautiful silver moon forest faded its golden-red brilliance and was covered with shadows, and the traces of black ugliness spread across the land, extending to the glorious and gorgeous city.

"Hold on, His Royal Highness the Prince is coming from Dalaran, you must hold on!"

At the gates of Silvermoon City, civilians poured into the city with their families and screams, while the warriors fought bloodily in front of the boundless undead.

Leadlin guided the crowd into Silvermoon City while encouraging her men to firmly guard the city gates. The weary elven knights smashed the bones of the undead who swarmed again and again, but more fearless and tired monsters swarmed up.

A valiant knight had just smashed the skeleton's skull with his shield, but was accidentally held by a half-cut corpse that had fallen to the ground, and was finally killed by the surging ghouls in a scream.

The tall abomination of flesh slammed the knights into the elves' lines with a hook and slashed into the elves' lines, smiling as he raised his scythe in the face of the fleeing civilians, only to be stopped by the other elves, one of whom jumped from behind and strangled the abomination's neck, while the other leaped to his feet and plunged his sword into the abomination's head.

The gargoyle resembling a giant bat screamed. Swooping down again and again, each time bringing death or stepping into death on its own. They grabbed struggling fighters and civilians and tore them into the sky with screams, and smashed them into meat sauce. But they will also be hit by elven mages and far-travelers, and stumble to the ground.

The living and the dead fought brutally, and the battle was destined for only one side to survive.

But gradually, the protective circle of the elven knights became smaller and smaller, and many of them were divided into small battlefields one after another, while the remaining people were almost forced into the city gates.

However, at this moment, on the tall walls of Silver Moon City, rows of bright fires suddenly lit up.

"Mage Tower, shoot!"

Accompanied by a loud shout. Countless flames slanted down, and the raging flames struck the large number of undead gathered near the city gate almost instantly, and in a sizzling sound, these undead still swooped forward mechanically, but finally before they reached the end, they were reduced to ashes in the flames and carried away with the wind.

"Elven Knight, Holy Protection!"

After the flames passed, the flames on the ground were not completely extinguished. The tattered Liadlin had already stepped on the scorching earth and rushed out first. I saw that she was shrouded in a layer of white aura, holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other. Rushed directly into the position of the undead, and everywhere he passed, those undead were not vigorously pushed away. was purified alive, and for a while, no one could stop her. Take her as an arrow. Many elven knights also lit up with white aura, rushing towards those undead spirits without stopping. And the last remaining knights also stepped on various colored halos one by one, fearlessly rushing towards the enemy in front of them.

Under the pitch-black sky, I saw that the bright aura bloomed on the charred black earth, wantonly crisscrossing in the gray sea of the undead, and the elven knights cooperated with the mages, rangers and even mages of their own clan, and it didn't take long to clear a clearing, and as far as the eye could see, there was nothing else except broken bones all over the ground.

However, before the knights' faces could show a hint of relaxation, a large pimple sound sounded around them again, and in the dim night, skeletons with green fire in their skulls surrounded them again.

The atmosphere became solemn, the atmosphere was filled with the smell of fire and blood, standing at the front of the battlefield, with their backs to Silver Moon City, the eyes of the elven knights gradually became desperate, and they only felt that the weapons in their hands had become extremely heavy.

Although the class of Elven Knight can be used to restrain the undead like a paladin, there are too many enemies on the opposite side.

Taking a deep breath, the sweaty Liadlin looked at the tired warriors around her, then at the Silvermoon City behind her and at the corpses all over the battlefield, but finally gritted her teeth and once again held her long sword, aiming at the boundless sea of undead.

"For the sake of Quel'Thalas, for the sake of our homeland, kill!"

The loud shouts spread throughout the battlefield, tragic and determined.

Without any extra words or hesitation, all the elven knights raised their weapons.

"For Quel'Thalas, for our homeland!" ――

On a small hill not far from Silvermoon City, a knight in dark blue armor with white hair was standing there quietly, he was tall and burly, but his face was terrifyingly pale, and his whole body was filled with the aura of not entering the living, at this time he was holding a rune long sword that emitted an evil aura in his hand, and he was watching the battle under Silvermoon City in the distance expressionlessly, and behind this knight, countless undead creatures were crawling there, bowing their heads respectfully.

If the inhabitants of Lordaeron were standing here, they would be amazed, for this knight, who commanded countless undead creatures with a cold temperament and looked extremely evil, looked like their beloved prince.

I don't know if it was those bloody elves who made the former Prince Lordaeron think of something, but at this time, a trace of trance suddenly flashed in his cold and ruthless eyes, revealing a little bit of struggle.

"Father, teacher??????"

Whispering softly, Arthas squirmed his lips a little distractedly, but the next moment he saw the evil greatsword in his hand whisper, and the demonic whisper appeared in Prince Lordaeron's ears again.

The pity and remorse in his eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by cold murder and brutality.

Then he saw the Death Knight slowly turn his head and ask in a voice without the slightest emotion, "Kandal, what the hell is going on, why are the rune enchantments protecting Silvermoon City still working, and those mage towers are still operating?!" ”

The figure, with its long silver hair and pointed ears, was an elf, and judging by the white breath he kept exhaling, he was still a living man, but for some reason, he sided with the undead and betrayed his people.

Listening to Arthas's murderous questioning, Kandal's face was slightly oozing with sweat, he was attracted by the dark magic of the Death Knight, and betrayed his race in pursuit of immortality and power, naturally he didn't want to be killed by others here, and hurriedly explained in a low voice: "Your Royal Highness, the rune barrier of Quel'Salas has been maintained by me and several other mages, and we have just destroyed all its nodes, so it stands to reason that those mage towers should have lost their energy!" This—this—ah, yes, I remember, Your Highness, I remember, that before His Highness Kael'thas left, he made adjustments to the rune barrier decades ago, and he must have done something at that time! ”

"Yes, it must be that!" Kandal, who couldn't say anything at first, didn't know what to think of, and almost jumped up and said to the death knight: "That little ghost didn't trust me before, he must have buried me behind his back, Your Highness, you must believe me!" I'm here to join the Great Scourge! ”

"Kael'thas!" Whispering the name, Arthas, who was already inclined to the undead, had a rare trace of human affection in his heart, which was jealousy, unwillingness, and hatred.

Ignoring Kandal, who was kneeling on the ground, the Death Knight looked at Silvermoon City in the distance, and a dark blue flame ignited in his eyes.

"Go, send more men, take Silvermoon City for me, I'm going to bloody there today!"

One of the undead behind Arthas nodded, and then sped away with a group of undead creatures, heading towards Silvermoon City.

But at this moment, Kandal, who was half-kneeling on the ground, didn't know what he thought, suddenly his eyes turned, he raised his head, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, this Silver Moon City is now guarded by elven knights and rune enchantments, I'm afraid it will be difficult to break through for a while, we have actually changed our target!" ”

Arthas turned silently and looked at Kandal quietly, his eyes devoid of human emotion that made him shudder slightly.

Holding back the discomfort in his heart, Kandal continued to explain: "I know a path to the Well of the Sun, we can completely bypass Silvermoon City and go straight there, as long as we destroy the Well of the Sun, the rune enchantment that protects Silvermoon City will naturally become invalid, then we can take Silvermoon City lightly, and I have been researching in the Well of the Sun, I know the protection of those wells, and I will definitely not make any more mistakes!" ”

After a long silence, just when Kandal couldn't help but give up, Arthas suddenly opened his mouth and spat out two words faintly: "Lead the way!" (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for the vicissitudes of life, the sage in the wine, Ousi, Chen Yu, xuyiqing1985 monthly ticket and the sword dance of the world 2 for the reward.

PS: I'm sorry, I'm just going to change it today, and I can't adjust the status.