Chapter 036: The Eye of Dalaran (I)
Lanlos stopped at the entrance for a long time, so much so that Otulas gradually calmed down.
Like, it's still not quite right?
Kel'thugad hadn't been to Violet Prison for many years, and as for the so-called undead, it was really necessary to get them to Violet Prison for such a covert experiment?
The initial heat in his brain subsided, and Oturas felt a chill creep up his spine. He took a step forward, "Your Excellency Lanloth, ......what are you talking about?"
"Thank you, Oturas, for your reasonableness. The elven mage's strange voice interrupted the warden's question, and as a violent alarm bell rang in the latter's heart, Lanlos flicked his wrist and pulled out a strangely shaped jet-black dagger from under his cloak.
"Now, I need some privacy. β
Boom!
A loud bang like a heart exploded in his chest, and dark shadows burst out of the dagger like a tsunami. Under an irresistible force, whether it was the guards or the jailers who led the way, everyone's eyes turned into darkness, and the whole world was only the terrifying eye that shone with scarlet light in the middle of the dagger.
Like a scythe sweeping across a wheat field, everyone in Violet Prison fell to the ground, their pale faces showing a terrifying withering and madness, and their bodies were like earthworms scorched by flames, constantly struggling and rolling.
For a time, Lanlos was surrounded by mourning.
Although it was a little unbearable, after Lanlos's careful calculations over the past few days, the arrival of darkness in Salatas was the fastest way to 'peacefully' deal with the jailer.
"You, how dare you ......"
Well?
Raising an eyebrow symbolically, Lanlos turned his head to see Otulas behind him struggling to brace himself. Despite his bloodshot eyes and the smooth crown of his head and face covered with thick green tendons, he did not lose consciousness.
"I advise you to lie down obediently. Looking at the warden who could no longer pose any threat to him, Lanlos shook his head, ignoring it at all, and raised his feet to continue forward.
"You, you're here, kill yourself......"
Bang!
The force field impact sent waves visible to the naked eye in the air, and slammed into the powerless Otulas, who slammed into the gate and couldn't get up again.
"It's not your line. Purple flames lit up in his palms, and Lanloth hurried forward, coming to the multi-story arcane cage.
Through the purple barrier, after determining that what was inside was his target, he immediately stretched out his palm.
Majestic arcane energy suddenly rushed from his hand to the cage, and as the barrier trembled more and more violently, only to hear a crisp cracking sound, the barrier suddenly turned into countless pieces, like purple butterflies flying and dissipating.
The next moment, a huge black shadow slowly walked out of the cage in front of him. Lanlos stepped back at the same time, but a smile uncontrollably appeared on his face.
Soon, the black shadow in front of it revealed its true body under the illumination of the dome crystal.
The massive, bloated body as a whole is a rich to blackened purple, the skin on the top and bottom of the body is as rough as a rock, the weak parts of the skin on the head and back, and even dense and hard dark purple crystals have grown due to the radiation of powerful arcane energy.
The thick limbs make the earth tremble with every step of the step, and the claws like steel are even more terrifyingly sharp.
A two-headed dog, no, it's a demon to be exact.
On the two heads, except for the large mouth of blood basin that almost spanned the entire horizontal plane, the aura of destruction projected by the two eyes seemed to be about to turn into substance.
Yes, two heads, two eyes. What's even more shocking is that the eye on the right side of its head is shining with a brilliant purple light.
This familiar luster, this familiar look, this is ...... Eye of Dalaran!
Roarββ!
Both heads were raised at the same time, and a powerful roar shook the earth, ignoring the prohibition of the Violet Prison, and spread far away, covering the entire Dalaran in an instant.
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Today's Dalaran can be described as a mess. Dreden's sudden attack became the beginning of this chaos, and as an archmage, how could Kel'thugad stand and not fight back?
In order to arrest Kel'thugad, as a last resort, the rest of the archmages also took action.
This level of spellcaster fighting, that's called a dim world.
With no chance of a peaceful solution gone, K'l'Comfortgard can only unleash a wide range of powerful magic in order to create more chaos and gain a chance to escape. In the face of his madness, the rest of the archmages who had to stay for the sake of Dalaran's safety were unable to subdue him for a while.
Rumbleββ!
Another building collapsed, and Antonidas gritted his teeth as he looked at Kel'thugad, who was still changing his gestures in the dust.
"Stop, Kel'thugad, you don't need to cause such a big mess, the inhabitants of Dalaran are innocent, stop, we can have a good talk. β
The dust gradually cleared, and under the persuasion of Antonidas, Kel'thugad really stopped and continued to gather his magic. But he didn't let go of his hands, and through his fingers, those cold and fierce eyes stared at the purple-robed wizard in the air.
"Isn't it ridiculous to say that?"
As the smoke and dust dissipated, Kel'thugad's extremely embarrassed figure became clear in everyone's eyes. The robe was torn up and down, and the cloak was cut off at the waist.
Not far from the rubble, Dredon sat on the ground, his left wrist clenched in pain. On the palms of his hands, the skin had lost its original color, showing a gray glow like a rotting corpse, and patches of blisters and pus were scattered all over it like bunches of grapes.
Next to him, Mordra was using all her strength to dispel the stubborn necromantic magic.
"You have only one choice, let me go. Kel'thugad's pale face suddenly appeared with palpitating madness, "Otherwise, I will definitely drag the whole of Dalaran to be buried with me!"
Despite feeling sorry for the destruction of his city, Antonidas's attitude was still very resolute: "Die, it's impossible." β
"Well, don't talk!" Kel'thugad made one last spell casting gesture, and in an instant, an extremely cold hurricane surged around him.
In the gloomy wind, both the Kenrito guards and civilians who had died tragically rose from the ground with a very stiff movement. The pale blue soul fire that lingered in his eyes deeply pierced Antonidas's nerves.
"You made an unforgivable mistake. With a long sigh, Antonidas immediately raised his staff. The next moment, only a thunderclap was heard, and the sky darkened at an extremely fast speed. Antonidas' terrifying arcane attainments have even reached the point of influencing heaven and earth.
Roar!
A fierce beast's roar suddenly sounded in his ears, and the archmage looked at the direction of Violet Prison with a nervous expression.
Opportunity.
Kel'thugad frowned, and immediately reached out and pointed in the air.
I heard a few whistling fires, and several ice picks as thick as telephone poles rose from the ground and sped towards Antonidas's position.
Chirp!
At the critical moment, a huge orange-red figure suddenly rose into the air and accurately intercepted Antonidas. The hot air twisted, and the ice picks vaporized and disappeared at a rapid rate.
That's, a big burning bird? no, that gorgeous posture and graceful posture, that's, a phoenix.
The alarm bell sounded in his heart, and Kel'thugad immediately turned around, and it was Kael'thas who was holding a huge fireball in one hand.
Without the slightest nonsense, the latter raised his hand and waved, and the fireball the size of a millstone roared away with a terrifying sound.
Boomββ!
The flames set off by the explosion pierced the entire street in an instant. No matter what kind of corpse or undead, they were all wiped out in the sea of fire.
It was a long time before the flames in the sky slowly subsided, and Kel'thugad gasped for breath in the scarlet streets, clutching his almost charred right arm.
"Oh, the dignified elf prince, you are so shameless. β
"Thank you for the compliment. Not at all, Kael'thas raised his hands, and the hot magic suddenly surged again.
Kel'thugad subconsciously took a half step back, and almost at the same time, a huge circular circle appeared at his feet. The next moment, a raging storm of flames erupted from the circle, and howling flames rose into the sky, making it clear even from far away Dalaran.
"Kael'thas, I'll leave it to you, there's movement over there at the prison, I have to get there immediately. β
"No problem. Nodding, Kael'thas held up a fireball again, staring at the enduring sea of fire.
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