On a slightly undulating hill in Dalaran, Akmund the Polluter, one of the giants of the Burning Legion, looked up into the distance, sneering disdainfully at the crumbling castle not far away.

Low and strange spells slowly spit out from its mouth, intermittent, high and low, weird and mysterious, making people feel cold when they heard it, and as these spells were recited, an evil force gathered from all directions, the breeze swirled, and the surrounding fine sand gathered together, starting to accumulate from low to high, and it only took a moment to cast a castle of sand and stone, which was exactly the same as the violet castle in the distance.

Feeling the mysterious power gathered around him, and then looking at the castle that was piled up, Alsace's eyes shrank slightly, and the ghostly light in his eyes swayed for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, but Acmund, who looked at the sandcastle in front of him, smiled strangely.

Although the Scourge Legion can be regarded as the Burning Legion's single-handedly created and is their vanguard, these high-level leaders are intrigued and distrust each other, the Lich King Nao Zu behind the Scourge Legion has always wanted to get rid of the Burning Legion's other giant fraudster, Kil'Gardan, and the Death Knight does not want to see someone deprive themselves of the Scourge Legion's land control, and the Burning Legion hopes that the undead will always be their cannon fodder, and they don't believe in Nao Zu, who has been making small moves, I don't believe in its heartfelt either.

Now Akmund the Polluter intends to destroy the entire Dalaran in one fell swoop, firstly to announce his arrival to the entire world of Azeroth, and secondly, to establish his might, so that the Death Knight behind him can be honest. Don't have any dissenting opinions. A new first-class master, in front of its first-class pinnacle. Nothing!

Looking at the projection of the Violet Castle summoned by his strange magic, Akmund smirked and held out a hand. It's a push at one of the minarets.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, thousands of miles away, Mo Wen, who was sitting on his throne, suddenly changed his expression slightly, and then closed his eyes.

"-Aang!"

Several huge dragon groans resounded in everyone's ears, and just as Akmund's hand was about to touch Violet Castle, a flame rose into the sky in the distance, and several flaming dragons rose from below Violet Castle. Circled and protected Violet Castle, and at the same time, a fiery red shield shrouded the sandcastles that Akmund had stacked.

"-Hiss!" Caught off guard, Akmund suffered a small loss and was scalded by the flames, but then looked at his slightly burnt palm and smiled, "It's interesting, there are even a little tricks!" ”

A layer of black light surged from his arm, and Akmund actually inserted his hand into the red shield little by little. The raging flames could no longer hurt it.

Thousands of miles away, Mo Wen's brows frowned slightly, and the next moment the red shield shrouded in the sandcastle changed, and the bright red color continued to distort. In the end, it turned into a palm, and then grabbed Akmund's arm tightly.

"Huh!" Akmund's action was a meal, but this time he was really taken aback. Until now, how could he not see that this was someone who was obstructing himself from destroying Miè Dalaran, and just now he thought that some kind of magic array of Violet Castle was spontaneously protecting. It turns out that the same master of magic is pitting against him.

But then the polluter showed a hint of mockery, "Interesting! But this alone was not enough to thwart me Akmund. Go! ”

With a loud shout, Akmund suddenly exerted force, a large amount of evil energy gushed out, and then waved his arms vigorously.

In just an instant, the flame arm condensed by Mo Wen was beaten away, and the fire dragons protecting the violet in the distance also disappeared without a trace with a wail.

With a wicked smile on his lips, Akmund reached for the sandcastle in front of him for the third time, and this time no one came out to stop him.

With a single nudge, the sandy castle was completely overthrown, and at the same time, the violet castle in the distance exploded without resistance as if it had been hit by an invisible force. Tower Fei fell, rubble splattered, like a toy, and the Violet Castle, which had stood for thousands of years, collapsed entirely, and countless mages were crushed under the ruins before they even had time to let out a wail.

In just half a day, Akmund destroyed the magic kingdom of Dalaran, which had been passed down for thousands of years.

"Awesome!" In Silver Moon City, Mo Wen, who was sitting on the throne, slowly opened his eyes, but a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes. Although he had only fought with Akmund for two rounds just now, he had already understood the terrifying nature of the other party, and he and the simplified version of the Eight Desolations Xuanhuo Array combined forces could not even stop the other party for a while, the leader of the Burning Legion Legion had obviously reached the level of the first-class peak, except for a few ancient gods who were still sealed and the hidden moon god Elune, I am afraid that no one in this world was the opponent of this polluter. Mo Wen thought to himself that he had opened the state of the destroyer, and coupled with the complete version of the Eight Desolation Xuanhuo Array or the Four Spirit Blood Array, he might be able to compete with that one, but it was absolutely impossible to defeat the other party.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Wen thought for a moment, then stood up directly from the throne, took a step forward, and the next moment he had already disappeared in place.

On the hill near Dalaran, Akmund looked with satisfaction at the Violet Castle, which had been reduced to ruins, and his gaze swept over Arthas, whose face was a little gloomy behind him, thoughtfully.

"Truly, do you know that guy just now, Death Knight?"

Arthas was silent for a moment, then looked at Akmund and said casually: "Everyone in the entire continent of Lordaeron knows that there is only one magician who can manipulate strange flame beasts, and that is the prince of the famous elven kingdom Quel'Thalas, Kael'thas?" The Sunchaser! ”

"Oh, he's strong?" Akmund looked straight at the Death Knight and asked softly.

"Strong, he and his High Elves alike! My legions have attacked their kingdom, but they have been destroyed lightly. Arthas replied in a low voice.

"High Elves? The descendants of those upper elves? Akmund was silent for a moment when he heard this, but he recalled the time of the Great War of the Ancients, the upper elves he had seen, although because of the position of Queen Essara, who ruled the entire Night Elves at that time, it rarely fought with those upper elves, but it also had to admit that the elves who controlled the magical power were also a very difficult group of guys to deal with.

After thinking for a while, Akmund smiled, and there was indescribable cruelty in his eyes.

"Since they're strong, let's be the first to cut them! We, the Burning Legion, will conquer the world, and everything that stands in our way will be destroyed! ”

At this point, Akmund's voice paused, then looked at Arthas, and continued, half sarcastically, half mockingly, "Just in line with your thoughts, isn't it, knight?" ”

was exposed to what he was thinking, but Arthas didn't care, but continued to stand aside expressionlessly.

"Humph!" Looking at the Death Knight who didn't make any progress, Akmund didn't have any choice, after all, it was not yet time to turn his face with the Scourge Legion, but then it smiled again, beckoned to a demon behind him with bat wings and pointed ears, which looked very much like a large fly, and said: "Tikdios, in the future, the Scourge Legion will be under your command, I want you to conquer those High Elves' lair within a week!" ”

Arthas's eyes flickered, but in the end he said nothing, and the demon with the wings bowed respectfully to Akmund.

"As you wish, my master—"

But at this moment, a loud voice suddenly came from the side of several people.

"No, no, attacking Quel'Thalas, it's not a wise decision, Lord Akmund!"

With a flash of white light, an elf in red armor and carrying a blue-purple sword suddenly appeared in front of Akmund and his demon army. (To be continued......)

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