The speed of light far exceeds that of sound.

Even, under the impetus of this powerful force, other tangible things seem to travel many times faster than sound.

As the sun exploded, orange flames propelled by a huge amount of magical energy engulfed the air thousands of meters above Dalaran in an instant. It was as if a meteor the size of an entire city broke through the clouds and fell, and the terrifying and scorching air pressure crashed and squeezed everything in the mortal world.

The clouds, which seemed unhurried even in the midst of a violent storm, fled as quickly as if they had suffered some catastrophe, and disappeared from the sky above Dalaran in the blink of an eye.

And due to the sudden movement and squeezing of the clouds, the area within a radius of dozens of miles in Dalaran was suddenly hit by seedlings.

Boom!

Dense thunder suddenly came, pouring down torrential rain like an ocean bursting its banks, washing everything on the ground wantonly.

But that's just the beginning.

As the people of Dalaran and Lordaeron braved the rain to pack up their clothes and food, a huge ripple visible to the naked eye was wrapped in a deafening roar across the mountains in an instant.

Boom——!

In the aftermath of the explosion, a belated onslaught brought a devastating super typhoon. The Silver Pine Forest, the Hillsbrad Hills, and even some of the trees in the Tirisfal Glade were directly uprooted, and the rest of the trees that were still trying to resist were bent down in an instant.

Houses were toppled, crops were harvested, and Hillsbrad and Lordaeron, known for their beautiful winds, were hit by a terrifying super typhoon on this day.

However, if you look above the clouds, you can see that the weather is different from that of a typhoon. This storm is like a firework that blooms around Dalaran. The clouds and air currents all go straight into the distance from one point in all directions.

It is precisely because of this that the storm came and went more suddenly.

The rain and howling winds are gone, bringing sunshine to the surrounding land again. It's a pity that this meager warmth can't dispel the coldness of people's bodies and hearts at all, but instead sets off a messy land into an extremely bleak place.

However, this is not the end. The impact of the nova's explosion is continuing to push the storm into the distance.

The aftermath alone has seriously affected a radius of tens of miles, so how tragic will Dalaran be directly below the explosion?

Unexpectedly, but it is reasonable that in the center of this radial land, Dalaran is still majestic.

Beneath the whirling clouds of flames, a purple barrier in the form of an upside-down bowl protects the entire city. Although the violent impact of the explosion buzzed and trembled violently against the barrier, Dalaran was a magical kingdom built on top of the Magic Web Nexus, and such a shock could not break through the strong defenses of the Mage Capital.

However, the flames that were constantly wringing and expanding in the air seemed to have lost control, and were slowly falling downward with a scalp-tingling roar.

Swept by the rich torrent of spells, the crystallized magic crystals slammed into the barrier like raindrops with surging flames, and the dense and terrifying explosion made the entire Dalaran people panic.

Standing on the edge of the floating observatory at the top of Violet Castle, Antonidas glanced at the crowded fountain square at his feet. Even though they were far away, he could still see the gray-haired elf's expectant, defiant gaze.

With a slight sigh, the archmage slowly waved the staff in his hand towards the sky.

Airplanes!

The arcane barrier, which had been passively battered by the rain of flames, suddenly trembled, and as a brilliant purple light illuminated the entire Dalaran, a blue beam of light suddenly erupted upwards from the top of the spire of Violet Castle.

Everywhere I went, the rain of flames in the sky melted and the snow melted. In the blink of an eye, the beam of light inexorably pierced through the constantly churning cumulus cloud composed of flames, accompanied by a thunderous roar of frost condensation, and the entire fire cloud was directly and completely frozen.

Without waiting for the people below to be surprised, they heard a loud thunderous sound, and the huge ice exploded directly, and countless ice chips and snowflakes fell with the wind and fell lightly on the streets of Dalaran.

The summer sun, refracted by the snow, becomes more and more dazzling. But even so, this still can't dispel the coldness and gloom in the hearts of the people of Dalaran.

It is no exaggeration to say that if the name of the city was not Dalaran, if it were not for Antonidas, they might have ......

Inexplicably, a sense of happiness for the rest of the life after the catastrophe quietly spread in the city.

This atmosphere is especially evident in the Fountain Square.

Seeing the figure on the tower disappear, Lanros withdrew his gaze and silently looked at the spellcasters in front of him who had distanced themselves from him.

Fear is written on almost everyone's face. As for the veteran mages like Crassus, they all threw angry but awe-inspiring glances at him.

Strength is everything, and the laws of survival in this world are more cruel than in previous lives. Before the legend, Lanloth could only be regarded as a mortal, at most a stronger mortal. But after becoming a legend and becoming one of the few people standing at the top of this world, he has enough capital and ability to show his strength and authority.

After today, demons, traitors, tumors, and so on will not be in his ears. The first time people saw him, they would only whisper to their companions, 'Look, this is the legendary mage who almost destroyed Dalaran.'"

Even in the information age of the previous life, people did not pay attention to details, let alone this world of oral transmission of public opinion?

For the vast majority of people, the specific process does not matter, people will only remember that on this day, there was a mage in full view of everyone, forcing Dalaran to turn on the city's defense magic, forcing Archmage Anthony to take action himself.

In Azeroth, in this physical universe, people are clearly more realistic than the homeland of Lanloth. Whether it is a hero or a coward, even if it is a public enemy of the whole world, as long as he has strong enough power, as long as he is famous, there will still be people who are willing to follow him for this power.

Is that right, Archmage Anthony?

The elven mage with his hands on his chest suddenly raised his eyebrows, then tilted his head slightly, and aimed the smiling face that concealed extreme danger at the location of the arcane brilliance.

At the same time, the old city lord who had arrived by teleportation silently stared at each other's gazes. From the wise and deep eyes, it was not difficult to see that he understood the voice of the elf.

The warm breeze stirred the hems of the clothes of the two legendary mages, and in this inexplicably terrifying and oppressive atmosphere, everyone stopped talking in unison. All that was left was the howl of the breeze in their ears, the beating of the spring in the pool, and the beating of their own hearts growing more and more violently.

"That's right, but you've crossed the line. Antonidas' remarks confused everyone.

But in Lanloth's opinion, the wrinkled face of the white-bearded old man exuded a dangerous aura that even he secretly sweated.

"Oh, are you sure I didn't help you?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. If it weren't for the fact that the other party was Antonidas, the city lord of Dalaran, I am afraid that most of the people present would think that there was some ulterior secret between the two.

But even so, individual fingers and fingers gradually sounded in the crowd.

Seeing that Lanlos was treacherous enough to deflect the direction of public opinion, Antonidas frowned, and then lightly tapped the ground with the staff in his hand.

The magical brilliance of the group's teleportation bloomed on the city lord and himself at the same time, and Lanlos was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face expanded a little more.

It's the same as expected......

Hearing the rumors behind him, Crassus frowned slightly, and was about to step forward to defend himself, but the two people by the fountain pool disappeared in the teleportation magic.

Leaving without a clear explanation at this time doesn't leave a chance for others to reverie in an even more outrageous direction? Seeing that the city lord didn't pay any attention to the discussions of the mages around him, Crassus couldn't help but sigh secretly. Turning around, he was about to call Kael'thas to deal with the aftermath with him, but the next second he froze in place.

The Redemption of Azeroth

The Redemption of Azeroth