It would be cruel for me to treat an ordinary old man in this way, but he is not an ordinary person, and besides, this old man has more physical strength than most people.

In fact, if it weren't for the enemy, I would really like to discuss with him how to ensure that he can maintain such good physical strength at such an age.

No chance.

Now the magicians who can match him are ...... Without.

Jaina? Hum...... I feel like she's a far cry from the old man Antonidas.

When Kel'thugad's spell was thrown at him, he reached for it, it was supposed to be an arcane spell. I don't know how powerful that spell is, or if it's because of his spell, but the hammer I smashed over hit him right in the ankle.

In fact, it was a whim to hit his ankle at that time. It's a question I haven't asked the magicians since, but sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't. At that time, the hammer was very useful after smashing it, and my ankle was directly broken by me.

The sound of the ankle bone is different from the tibia and femur, and the sound made by this place is not brittle at all, just a click, and it is relatively muffled. But the screams of the old hair were crisp and high-pitched.

This place is very painful whether it is broken, broken, or smashed, even if it is touched with the leg of the table, it hurts, which I deeply understand. Antonidas fell to the ground in an instant.

That's when the hammer in my hand slammed into his head. But this archmage is quite skilled in combat, and even when he loses his center of gravity and falls, he does not forget to put a protective shield on himself.

The hammer's head was bounced open by the sudden protective shield, and when I raised my hand to smash it at his head again, the old man's left hand pushed forward, only to hear a "bang", and the icy aura that erupted from his body pushed me straight away.

I took a step back and staggered, but before I could stand firmly, Arthas had already rushed up, and he slashed down with his sword, and the old man fell to the ground without saying a word. The wind stopped abruptly as he fell. Immediately afterwards, I saw the blood flowing from under the old man's lying body flowed into a cloud.

Arthas kicked him in the shoulder and kicked him over, only to see an open wound more than a foot long in Antonidas's chest. Arthas's sword had nearly tore his chest open.

The old man was not dead, he was facing the sky on his back, blood staining his beard and half of his face. He looked at Arthas, his Adam's apple still squirming, and his torn chest rising and falling, but he looked like he was about to die.

Arthas looked at the old man with a cold face, and there was no anger in the old man's eyes, because he had lost his strength, and he only had ...... in his eyes at this time Weakness before death.

At this time, there was no emotion in his eyes, what was angry, what was staring, what hatred was all nonsense, and Antonidas's eyes before death were only weak......

Then his face froze, and when his lips that were still squirming stopped, his Adam's apple stopped moving, and his chest no longer rose and fell.

He's dead.

Dead with his eyes open.

I don't know how great he is, I don't know what he did for the world, I just know that he was a great magician, the only leader of Dalaran for decades. But one thing I have to say is that since his death, there have been fewer and fewer magicians who can make me feel bright, and there are more and more people who call themselves great magicians.

Kel'thugad hated him to the core, and he walked up to the corpse and vented it. So much so that even if Arthas wanted to resurrect him, he couldn't, and his body was shattered.

But Arthas, the soul of this corpse, obviously did not want to let go, and his sword point sucked the remaining soul out of the pile of broken corpses. Antonidas' soul didn't scream, and it was very quietly wrapped around the sword, but it was clear that he wanted to flee. But that sword is like a black hole, how can he escape?

The blue glow on Kel'thugad's face twitched slightly, and he seemed satisfied.

"Your vengeance has been avenged." Arthas rubbed his sword against the corpse, "Do you have any other wishes?" As he spoke, he put his sword into its scabbard.

Kel'thugad looked at Arthas, "Gain the strength to help you fulfill your wishes." Arthas gave him a faint look, turned his head and walked towards the door on the rooftop.

Kel'thugad didn't follow, but went to the bookshelf and slowly searched for it. I followed Arthas to the rooftop outside, and this rooftop was a circle, and I walked around the rooftop with a panoramic view of the whole city of Dalaran, and the same was true of the scene outside the city.

The protective shield of Dalaran was gone, and by this time the army had poured into the city.

I can't hear the miserable shouts and desperate cries of the city, there should still be civilians in the city, but all the people who know how to use portal spells have probably run away, so it's quiet.

Alsace stood on the edge of the unfenced rooftop, staring into the distance, stunned, and then turning away. What do you think he would have thought then? Is Gianna? Or is it the ambition of a new society and a new order?

Kel'thugad had been busy on the shelves, and Arthas left the tower without hesitation. And by the time I followed Arthas out the door, the vertiginous passage was gone.

Walking the streets already full of legions of the undead, uh...... Do you think he will feel lost at that time?

When Arthas noticed that Kel'thugad had not followed, he tilted his head and asked me where the people were, and I said I didn't know. Only then did he look behind him, and then ordered, "Withdraw the troops, and we will go back to Lordaeron." ”

But then the elf stepped forward, and said, "Your Majesty, there are still many secrets in this city, either destroy him completely, or take it completely into our own hands." ”

Arthas glanced at him, "Why?" ”

"There are still a large number of magicians who have not been found, this group of people will survive and continue to come back to find what they want, Antonidas is dead, but there is no guarantee that there will be a second or third Antonidas." "We've got to cut the roots," he said. ”

"Well......" Arthas said with a deep groan, "what's your plan?" ”

"As a servant of the great King of Arthas, I am willing to reveal more unknown secrets here for Your Majesty, and I am willing to transform this knowledge into power for Your Majesty if Your Majesty needs it."

Arthas looked at the guy with a blank face, "Will you?" ”

"For Your Majesty's liver and brain!" He pressed his head even lower.

Then the lich named Les hurried up to Arthas and said in a panic, "Oh no, Kel'thugad...... I can't hold it anymore! ”

We immediately rushed to Kel'thugad, who was casting a spell in the square while he was accompanied by a dozen resurrected magicians.

That circle was much bigger than the circle that those mages had cast just now, and the light emitted by this circle was not serious at first glance. Purple light shot out of the black smoke, and after the billowing black smoke expanded to a certain extent in the middle of the circle, some lightning-like things came out of the black fog.

But that's it, Kel'thugad seemed to have reached his limit, he stretched out his hands and shouted loudly, but he raised his voice but didn't see the black mist continue to change.

"What is he doing!" Alsace was a little surprised, but more dissatisfied.

"He's using the Book of Medivan to summon the power of the Void." Said the lich named Rice.

"What is the power of the Void?" Arthas asked.

"I don't know......" I don't know if it's really I don't know or dare not say.

"You go help him!" Arthas said to the lich.

Les rushed to the circle, and it took his place beside Kel'thugad, but the black mist visibly shrank to the naked eye.

Kel'thugad hurried towards us, and Arthas looked displeased.

"Please forgive your majesty." It hurriedly saluted.

"What did you do!" Alsace's voice was not yet very harsh.

"I found a book written by a Guardian in Antonidas's room, which recorded a great power, a power to destroy the world, a power to change the world." He said. "I want to summon it."

"Do you know what that is?" Arthas frowned.

"Guardian Medivan wrote about his experiences in this book during his lifetime, and this book records how to guide the orc invasion, and it also records something called evil power."

"You want to lure the orcs here?" Alsace's tone changed suddenly.

"No, no...... Of course not! The orcs have been destroyed, the things have proven to be garbage, and there is only that energy to change the world. ”

"Make it clear! Lich! ”

"Evil power! But it is not the orcs who wield the evil powers, but a ...... Like God...... The same ...... Exist! Kel'thugad suddenly stopped.

"What's the use of summoning them?"

"Only by summoning them can you complete your ...... in the shortest possible time and the Lich King's ambitions! ”

"I don't need help!" Alsace said contemptuously, "I can do this myself." ”

Just when he hesitated, a huge figure suddenly fell from the sky. The figure landed directly in the middle of the circle, and with a wave of his big hand, the bodies of those mages were all floating in the air.

Alsace was shocked. I was also shocked that the guy with huge wings and horns on his head was all black and purple, his wide mouth was full of fangs, and his red eyes were staring at us.

"You bunch...... Rubbish! "The creature descended from the sky and dragged all the necromancers off the ground, but instead of killing them, it threw them all to the ground.

That was probably the second demon I'd ever seen.