Chapter 94

"Mages, follow me!"

Kelasus, who flies in the low altitude, has changed back to the form of a giant dragon. His real name is cleostraz. He is a young magic genius in the red dragon Legion. He is also the queen of the red dragon, alexstraza, one of the guardians of the giant dragon, and the youngest spouse of the life bonder.

In the years when the Dragon Legion lived behind the scenes in the world, many young dragons like krassus would turn into human beings and travel in the vast world, but none of them, like krassus, was so interested in the mortal world, and none of them could travel like krassus.

In a long time, krassus found many good friends, among which antonidas was one. This wise old mage gave a lot of enlightenment to the young dragon, and he even regarded him as a teacher, which was unthinkable for the proud dragon.

But kraussus really regards Dalaran as his second hometown, so he is willing to contribute to it at this critical moment.

Krassus is an adult dragon. After it was truly transformed into a prototype, it is more than four or five meters long from beginning to end. Its wingspan is all spread out and it is nearly twenty meters away. It is a real giant. Moreover, the five color dragon legions are guardians entrusted with the responsibility of guarding the world by Titans. Their magic power is not inferior to their powerful bodies.

Krassus is a red dragon. Every breath of the dragon is full of fiery vitality and red flame of destruction. It is like a huge pillar of fire falling from the sky. With the dance of the red dragon, large areas of the dead are eliminated. When the shadow of the Dragon floats across the earth, a way of escape appears in front of the dead and wounded mages.

The great mages ronin and randalock lead the rescued mages to trudge in the water, follow the escape road made by krassus, and escape to the outside world of Dalaran.

In the depression behind them, Archmage ansrem of the six Member Council is independently supporting a ladder made of ice, which is more than 30 meters high, connecting the falling Dalaran with the ground that has not yet collapsed, and building a real lifeline for the surviving mages.

But to maintain such a pure element ladder, the magic required is very terrible, and only top mages like ansrem can persist for a long time.

It's not that the mages are flustered and don't know how to use those stones to build the stairs. Dalaran is now almost full of undead. Even the highly effective mages don't have much time to waste. Moreover, Dalaran is not only a master who is good at fighting like Luo Ning. In the final analysis, it's a large organization, and most of its personnel have low actual combat effectiveness, What they really value is the knowledge in their mind.

In Dalaran's heyday, it was claimed that there were 1 W2 thousand mages. In fact, one-third of them were apprentices of mages, and another one-third of them were researchers of this "academic school". Only one-third of them were good at fighting, and their combat effectiveness was high or low.

In the face of hundreds of thousands of undead, even if the mage is tired to death, he can't kill only these walking corpses!

Of course, in the actual situation, they will never be so embarrassed as they are now. It's just that the brain holes of Alsace and the great Lich are wide open, which makes Dalaran unable to organize an effective counterattack at all.

The archmages ronin and landlock, as well as those who are still in the battle, escape with the wounded and those who are unable to fight. The Archmage ansram and others are responsible for maintaining the ladder. The Archmage delandon, together with the professional fighting mages, is struggling to resist the invasion of the undead while looking for survivors, Take them to the ruins of Dalaran, which has become the land of death.

Ronin's face is covered with black ash, and his robe is dirty. But what makes him more painful than his physical pain is his mental torture. He knows that Dalaran has been destroyed, but if he can have a standing army like other countries, even the weakest army, he will not fall into such a situation that he can only run away in confusion.

As he thought about it, he made a handful of water by magic and handed it to the high elf beauty, his wife, windwalker, who was standing beside him and holding a bow.

He and wenlesa met in the second Orc war. At that time, he was just a master apprentice with many disasters and bad luck. He was called "mobile disaster" by other mages. Therefore, he was even sent to spy on the man who ran out of Lordaeron, alias "Lord Presto". In fact, he was the fallen guardian of the earth, nesario the Black Dragon King, The virtual reality of the terrible creature that claims to be the wing of death.

An old mage once teased Luo Ning like this: "the most perfect result is that death wing swallows Luo Ning and chokes to death. In this way, we will lose two big troubles at once!"

However, in the changing world, ronin got to know wenleisa and forstad. After a series of hard and lucky journeys, ronin miraculously rescued the Red Dragon Queen who was imprisoned by the Longhou clan. In a sense, the reason why the second Orc war ended so quickly was due to ronin.

But Luo Ning knows that he is not a magic genius, he has only diligence, but in the face of the current situation in Dalaran, his diligence can not help him.

Wenleisa pursed her lips, took the water from her husband, and wiped her black face. When the little sister of the Windrunner family washed her face, she was just like the fairy girl of Sylvanas. Of course, compared with Sylvanas, her face was less mature, but more free.

"Ronin, my husband... Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault!"

Wenlesa reaches out and holds ronin's cold hand. The Archmage looks at his beloved wife and smiles with difficulty. He is about to say something. Then he hears a wail resounding from the earth. Ronin and wenlesa look at the sky. Krassus, who is flying in the low air, is attacked!

It was a giant beetle that suddenly came out of the ground. Its 6-meter-high body gave it the power to challenge the dragon!

Anubarak, king of the Northrend spider demon Empire, and the most powerful Crypt Lord, while it was still alive, the Dragon... Was also its food!

The Crypt Lord's four thick legs, like stone pillars, gave him unimaginable power. He jumped up from the ground, ferocious, sickle like, and deadly cone-shaped claws, and stabbed Crassus' wings. With this blow, the dragon flying in the sky was defeated.

This is not the end. When kraussus fell on the ground and overwhelmed countless undead, anubarak, like a charging tank, lowered his head, pointed the sharp blade at the Dragon struggling to get up from the ground, and then hit kraussus in the chest.

"Bang!"

The young dragon had no experience against the Crypt Lord at all. Just like the prey preyed on by anubarak, it was pierced by the sharp point on the top of the Crypt Lord's head and smashed its sternum. But with the vitality of the dragon, it was not so easy to die.

The pierced wings have lost their ability to float in the air, but the dragon on the ground has lost the capital to fight against the Crypt Lord. However, krassus does not intend to surrender like this. He has learned courage and wisdom in human society, and the fighting from the dragon's blood has also aroused its ferocity.

Kelasus closed his wings, swayed his strong claws and long whip like tail, and ran nubarak, who was in the state of predator, confronted and fought with the dead in the group.

The strongest Crypt Lord and an injured adult dragon can make the ground crack with every impact and bite. The screech of Crypt Lord, the roar of red dragon from the sky, the boulder raised by anubarak, and the flame of red dragon are just like mythical scenes in the eyes of mages.

But the mages didn't watch for long, because they were in trouble!

Without the suppression of krassus in the sky, the mages are in a very embarrassing situation. Their current position is just the center of hundreds of thousands of undead. Ronin and landlock are standing on the high ground, shouting loudly to let the powerful mages form a leaky defense line.

In the face of the undead, the walking corpse, the ghoul and the hateful, as well as the cursing mages who are smiling, every mage in the defense line can't help holding the staff.

Without ronin's command, all kinds of magic, ice, fire, arcane, poison fog, curse, lightning and so on, the magic wave of these elements' energy gathered together, swept over the surrounding dead and forced them back.

But before 10 seconds, another wave of attack appeared. Under the command of scattered death knights and curse mages, the low-level undead rushed wave after wave to the defense line composed of extremely tired mages. In this case, the undead gave full play to their best advantage, quantity!

Luo Ning and the mages looked up and saw the black torrent in all directions. At this moment, even Luo Ning and Wen Leisa, who had really seen a big scene, lost their inner hope a little bit.

Without the heavy armor soldiers in front, the mages can't stop the undead's approaching even if their firepower is strong.

They are using the little magic left in exchange for the last time.

The most fatal thing is the blockade of space. Without the teleportation gate and teleportation, which is a big weapon to escape, the only thing left to these mages is despair!

One Minute! Five Minutes! ten minutes!

After holding on for 15 minutes, krassus was black and blue. Facing the thick shell that the Crypt Lord could not pierce, the young dragon was completely desperate. There was no hope in its yellow snake pupil.

The other side of the mages are the same, 15 minutes of magic frenzy, they almost killed tens of thousands of undead, but this can not change their final fate of defeat.

The magic has been exhausted ronin and wenleisa's grip together, this pair of bitter fate mandarin duck, has planned to face their final fate peacefully.

Ronin looked at the sky for the last time. The sky was like the most faithful recorder. He wanted to record everything that happened every day on this land in time.

"Great sunshine... If you can... Please let me live in those memories forever... If you can..."

With a ferocious wound cut by the death knight who rushed into the defense line on her abdomen, she closed her eyes painfully, lay in ronin's arms, and began to sing the sad ballad of the high elves. It was like the roar of the wolves who were forced to die. Those who didn't want to be humble even rushed out like soldiers, holding up their staff.

In the battlefield of death and blood splashing, this sad and tactful ballad makes everything so miserable. But at this moment, ronin suddenly feels that the temperature of the sun has dissipated.

He looked up blankly and saw the shadows that cut through the sky, the shadows that covered the sun, the Griffins... The Dwarfs' Griffins!

In ronin's magic transformed eyes, he can clearly see those Griffins in heavy armor, carrying dwarves, humans and even elves!

They rowed across the battlefield, looking for something!

Ronin's heart gushed a wave of excitement, he knew, he knew what those flying soldiers were looking for!

He knelt on the ground, holding wenleisa, holding high the staff, with the last magic, a red magic fireworks, shot into the sky.

"Bang!"

The fireworks burst!

The circling Griffins immediately changed their flight direction and flew over the heads of those mages in Luoning. Engineering bombs fell into the undead group that was approaching the collapsed mage front.

"Boom! Boom! Boom

The flame line from the ground blows the blazing and burning wind to those mages who are as dazed as ronin.

Looking at the explosion of the fire, Dick will silver hand flag to the side of Leah Delin, the waist horn in the mouth.

"Wuwuwuwu!"

Heavy, by the high elves who blessed the horn of amplifying magic, instant, spread all over the battlefield.

Dick raised the fire of justice high, and the holy aura exploded on all the warriors. Behind him, the paladins of the cold wind camp stood in awe. The tall orcs were riding on the anxious giant wolf, and the brave soldiers could not wait to join the battlefield. The flag of Ironforge was flying on the dwarf's steam tank, The high elves are ready to leave a deep lesson for the dead as a punishment for their invasion of Quel'Thalas.

In front of them, the undead came like a tide. On the battlefield which is not far away, there are compatriots waiting for them to rescue.

At this moment, the boundary between life and death, light and dark has never been so clear. This is the beginning of the struggle, but it is far from the end. No one can trample on the dignity of life so easily, and no monster can get away with it after doing such evil things.

Dick coldly looked at the darkness in front of him, like the darkness of an invincible abyss, and his heart had no fluctuation.

If the weak world can not give them a fair sanction, then let me!

"Warriors of Northern Xinjiang! For our lost compatriots, for our hatred! For the trampled earth

"Charge!"