Chapter 93

Dalaran has fallen!

This is not a symbolic sentence. In fact, it is a fact.

In the original fertile Dalaran plain, a terrible depression, like the wound of this land, appeared in the original position of Dalaran. Facing the force of the natural disaster corps, lodan mill lake had to choose a new way to completely submerge Dalaran, which fell under the ground.

This glorious city of mages, where is the original glory now?

In the waist deep ice cold lake water, the mages who can't use space magic are struggling with the undead who are constantly pouring into the city. Every minute, the fresh life is passing away. Every minute, in this extremely bad environment, it will become more dangerous.

Especially when the Spiderman troops of Alsace began to sneak attack from deep water, the defense line that the mages barely built with a lot of painstaking efforts almost collapsed in an instant.

Master landlock, a noble master with half the blood of elves, has no dignity at all. He holds a staff full of stinking blood in one hand and an activated magic scroll in the other.

He inherited his mother's excellent vision and was searching for shuttle in the chaotic water battlefield. The mages around him consciously stood beside him and delayed the approach of those tireless and ferocious spirits with all kinds of magic.

Of course, there are also cowards who try to escape from the water that has turned into a hell killing ground. However, in Dalaran's current chaotic situation, if one leaves alone, the possibility of survival can be ignored unless he is a Council of six or the most senior battle mage.

Just when landlock's eyes were a little sour, a faint magic wave suddenly came out from under the water from a distance. As soon as the semi wizard's face changed, he shook his hand and threw the scroll towards that place.

"Go to hell! The devil

The next moment, a dark spider demon with disgusting compound eyes just came out of the water and hit the scroll of "Arcane storm" thrown out by landlock. The purple, chaotic and powerful arcane storm exploded on the top of the spider demon's head. Just a few seconds later, the chaotic magic storm with strong tearing power tore up its small half of the body.

Landarock took another scroll from other mages, and a group of people began to move to other places. Ordinary zombies or ghouls did not pose a great threat to the assembled mages, but after spider demons appeared, it was difficult for ordinary mages to detect these "underground killers".

Therefore, these mages with far superior perception were gathered by landlock to hunt and kill these sinister spider demons. Their team is also scouts sent by more than 200 mages who are currently occupying the second floor of the magic tavern to treat the wounded. They are used to contact other surviving mages.

In this unknown situation, any wise mage knows that if he rushes out rashly, he will be surrounded by hundreds of thousands of undead groups. He has to find a way to contact other surviving brothers. Only when he is stronger and stronger, can he live with the group.

"Go! Brothers, let's go and save the others! "

Randalock loudly inspired the exhausted mages, which was the only motivation for them to persist. And just when the mages started to save themselves with amazing efficiency, a crazy fight was going on in the Violet Tower Square.

The center of Dalaran, the Violet Tower and the nearby mage tower, have been enveloped by the flames of the sky. The original gorgeous street, also in the battle between two epic heroes, is completely out of shape by the momentum of the energy attack. This high-level battle only lasted less than 10 minutes, one tenth of Dalaran has been mercilessly destroyed.

Antonidas entered the stage of epic hero as early as ten years ago. His understanding of fire and time magic surprised even the mysterious Bronze Dragon. Now, this power that ordinary people can't understand has become the master's mace.

Alsace wielded the frost mourning crazily. Every sword cut, he could leave a scratch full of dark power on the buildings around violet square, and even directly penetrate those buildings. From a distance, he could fully expand the power of death, just like the king of death knights who wanted to cover the sky with black fog, Now it's like a big hedgehog shooting dark blades in all directions, or a moving humanoid demolition machine.

All the places he ran were ruins!

Although it seems to be attacking, in fact, from the beginning, this guy was forced to enter the defensive mode, shooting the dark energy blade in all directions crazily, just to interrupt antonidas's magic singing.

Only when mortals really understand the essence of power, can they enter the level of epic heroes. Azeroth is so vast, and there are no less than hundreds of millions of creatures, but there are only 20 or 30 real epic heroes. It is said that there is a "legend" on the level of the ultimate understanding of power, but it is only a legend.

Most of Alsace's strength comes from the gift of frostmourning, so his epic hero actually has moisture, which can be seen from the fact that kelsas can draw with him.

Therefore, when the king of death knights, who has been crushing his opponent with great strength, meets antonidas, the real epic hero without water, it is also a proper thing to be beaten.

When the light yellow light of time magic covers antonidas' body, Alsace can't hurt him at all. Time is one of several mysterious systems known as "the supreme realm". When antonidas's special understanding of time is fully unfolded, his existence is spread to many time lines.

Only at the same time, in so many time lines at the same time to kill, otherwise antonidas will never die.

Is this something that mortals can do?

At least Alsace, whose understanding of the power of death is still in its infancy, can't do it!

The Archmage ignored the dark blades of Frost's sorrow, and let those dark blades leave wounds on his body that would not ooze blood, so that he could use the terrible flame magic to wipe away the dark shield that Alsace wrapped outside his body.

What's more terrible is that every time the Archmage moves, he will summon an illusion of other time lines. Although it is very similar to the "mirror art" of arcane magic, in fact, the principle of these illusions is far more complex than that magic.

Moreover, when these illusions are gathered together and used as consumables, they can burst out in an instant enough to threaten Alsace's attack and completely engulf the Violet Tower. It is the last magic burst that antonidas consumed these illusions.

He said before that he would strangle the existence of Alsace here. It seems that he is not exaggerating. He has such power!

Alsace doesn't look embarrassed. In fact, apart from orcs and demons, which themselves focus on physical power, other mortal races can skillfully use energy and integrate energy attacks into ordinary attacks. This is the basic condition for becoming a hero.

At least until antonidas has consumed all the energy in Alsace and Frostmourne, it is almost impossible to harm the body of the king of death knights.

Unless the Archmage can also get super energy irrigation body like dick before, so that his magic can crush the dark power of Alsace.

But even if he can't hurt his body, Alsace is miserable now. At the level of antonidas, all the magic is almost instantaneous, and the fire magic is famous for its high damage. In the face of the range magic such as the Hellfire thrown by the Archmage, he can only choose to avoid it.

The two men's battlefields, from the inside of the violet tower whose ceiling was lifted by Kratos, were transferred all the way to the square outside the tower. This time, the old mage seemed determined to kill Alsace even if he destroyed Dalaran himself.

But is the king of death knight so easy to kill?

"Ha ha ha! Antonidas, you are in my trap! You are the same as your city I'm dead! "

The old mage, who was casting the spell quickly, suddenly frowned, and the light yellow light on his body quickly flowed, which made him exchange position with a time line illusion he left behind. The next second, two red giant claws tore open the space, completely tearing up the illusion that the mage left in place.

With the black space crack expanding three times, when it disappeared, the 4-meter-tall man was surrounded by bloody fog, and the aura of fear was diffused to the strongest leader of nasrezim, the strongest fear demon, wrapped his body with red bat wings, just like tikhdios of a large blood sucking bat, appeared in the chaos!

"Tut Tut, quietly, who is this? Mortal who has mastered the mystery of time, you surrender to the Legion, I will mercifully let you go! Even your city

Ticdios grabs his chin with his sharp claws and looks at antonidas with a malicious expression, but the old mage doesn't pay attention to him at all. Instead, he puts his eyes behind him.

On the other side of violet square, antonidas also felt a cold that could freeze his soul. The tired old mage looked back and saw the endless tide of frost spreading from the street behind to the battlefield, along the ground, along the buildings, and even along the air.

Floating in the air, wearing a gorgeous purple robe, wearing a crown, holding a Trojan wand, the whole body is pure white bones, and is locked by six magic chains. In the breath of freezing everything, he hits the Lich's palm, breaks the frozen building, and catches the shivering Dalaran mage in the air.

In its nervous "ha ha" laughter, the screaming mage was frozen into an ice sculpture. The big Lich put her white claws on the ice sculpture, and with a flick, her light green soul fell into her hands. At the same time, the ice sculpture exploded and turned into stars.

"Ha ha... My respected tutor, I come back, with death and despair... I go home."

Kel'Thuzad is no longer a dreamer. His empty voice is full of gloom. But Alsace, who was hit by the old mage's flaming fireball, threw the black cloak behind him, resisted Frost's sadness on his shoulder, strode to the side of the old mage, and the black fog spread out again, devouring everything behind him.

Black is death, red is fear, white is frost.

The three forces, the four sides of the battlefield, the space is still locked, all the roads are blocked.

The old mage looked up at the sky which seemed to be far away. He knew that he had been calculated.

In the face of three epic heroes, it's hard for him to leave here alive.

No matter whether it's tikedios, Alsace, or even the big Lich whose head is not normal, everyone is not in a hurry. It's not just because of their respect for the old mage. These cunning guys all know that once antonidas, who has mastered the mysterious power of time, is completely crazy, he can absolutely spell out any of them before he dies.

No one wants to die at the dawn of victory.

On the contrary, it gave the old mage the last time. He leaned his purple shining eyes on the ground, took out his exquisite ebony pipe from his arms, put it in his mouth and took a deep breath.

The pure tobacco from the kingdom of storm brought a pungent and delicate fragrance into his nostrils. The old mage squinted. In the rising smoke, he seemed to see his past, Madison, Terenas and himself.

With a hearty smile, he threw his pipe aside and righted his crooked black pointed hat for the last time. At the next moment, the frenzied flames and the time of riots broke out on the battlefield where the three parties gathered maliciously.

The golden light and red flame seem to pierce the spreading darkness and glow the brightest and last hope in the last sunset.

Dick, who is riding on the Panjiao goat, following the orcs of frost wolf and the heavily armed thunder spear cavalry, is heading for the fallen Dalaran. At this moment, he suddenly raises his head and looks at the golden red light penetrating the sky in the huge depression not far away. His heart suddenly pulls tight.

"Speed up! Speed up

"Save the mages!"

Face big change of Dick whip, once again hit the goat has been trying to run.

Behind him, the faces of Drake tal and field marshal van Dahl are hard to see.

The powerful Dalaran... Is that how it fell?

What on earth should they use to resist such dark forces?