Chapter 425

Enqira, this city is a city built by the spider demons of the kingdom of aizhuo nerub in the north wind tundra, which is the border of their rule. Those spider demons who can use magic, with extremely superb skills, build this golden city on the snow covered snow plain.

It is said that in the past years, under the direct sunlight, the city was as magnificent as gold.

But now, the city is surrounded by cold air and heavy ice. Yes, there are elites living in the whole north wind tundra. Even the corridor of the heavy and demolished city gate is full of tall and disgusting patrols.

Maybe it's because it's closer to the ice cap glacier. The hatred here is bigger and more aggressive. Dark green air is spreading in the corridor. Disgusting and disgusting green gas is everywhere in the city. Spider demons, skeletons, even liches and construction creatures are burning with the fire of the dead in their eyes, which makes people dizzy at a glance.

It's a city that can't tolerate life, a city that's dead.

In the most central inner city area of the city, there are three communication towers. In three different directions, the original residence of spider demon nobles has been transformed into a communication tower for commanding the lower dead.

The high priest andorras was restless and walked back and forth in his own agony spire.

This is a high spirit in a red robe, but his thin face and the red light in his eyes prove his identity. This is an undead.

He was once a mage captain of Quel'Thalas. He died in the battle of natural invasion. Later, he withdrew to Northrend and was assigned to the holy city of nqila. As a high-level commander, he participated in the invasion of Northwind tundra.

As for becoming the undead, andoras expressed his regret, but after he was completely controlled by frostmourning, he felt that it was not a bad thing. He had endless time to explore the secret of magic. In essence, he became a creature like a lich.

This group of people who study magic are mostly like this. Once they find something more worthy of study, whether life exists or not is meaningless.

Recently, however, andorras's happy life as a dead man has been in trouble.

First of all, the big men of naksanar, the floating city above his head, received the news of the fall of tarramas, another floating city, and asked andorras to send some soldiers to the east of the north wind tundra to check. This was nothing, but another thing was very unpleasant.

Naxanar's bigwigs probably felt threatened and ordered that the whole magic of enqira must gather in naxanar's floating array, so as to ensure that it can be launched at any time. The direct consequence of this order is that the magic research of andorras has to stop.

This made him more manic, especially after leaving his beloved Laboratory for two days,

"That damned bastard! I'm going to chop him up! I swear

Andoras walked back and forth on the ground of the torment tower. After he became a dead spirit, he no longer pursued the luxury of the high elves. The corner of the tower was full of cobwebs, and there were some spiders running everywhere. Farther away, there were some skeletons and his experimental objects. After he died, he didn't bother to throw them, and finally he became like that.

It's disgusting here!

Andoras's thin face flashed a fierce color. He strode to the outside of the Tongling tower with his green staff. He made up his mind to go to naksanar. His research on improving the plague has reached the most critical moment. How can he stop here?

He carries a purple scroll in his arms, which is part of the traditional key stone to naksanar. Only by collecting the scrolls of the other two towers, can he go to the floating city. So before that, he has to go to the blood and withering tower, but the two spider demons are very good at talking. They are the dreary character of the race, Let them basically ignore the contradiction between andorras and the distinguished guest.

But just as andorras was about to walk out of the agony steeple, the High Elf Mage suddenly turned his head and fixed his red eyes on the corner of the hall. He clenched his staff and called out in a shrill voice,

"Who is there! Get out of here

Of course, it's not only a warning, but also a burning sulfur fire. After becoming an undead, the energy in the body is more inclined to shadow and frost. But for a mage who is strong enough, other kinds of magic can't be used, such as andoras.

But how can an assassin who can lurk under his eyes for so long be a weak hand?

Tao Ya's figure jumped out of the hiding place before the sulfur fire came. She borrowed her strength twice on the top of her head and the wall beside her, and landed on the ground lightly. She held the golden thorn sword in her hand, and her skin armor was replaced by a set of gray black dragon scales. Her eyes were puffed up, and two small tusks were sticking out of the corner of her mouth.

This agile Panda Man assassin looks at andoras in front of him like a hunter who has found his prey.

"Wow, a bear man!"

The flame in andorras' left hand is surging, emitting a blazing high temperature. After becoming a dead spirit, this high elf seems to have become arrogant. He looks at Tao ya, and a trace of disdain flashed on his thin face,

"When will you beasts be able to walk on the earth? Go back and catch the rabbit

The flames in his hand split into three strands and beat toward Tao ya. The panda assassin kept retreating, while andoras was more rampant,

"Look, when I find you in the shadow, you're dead! I'll hang your head on the wall of nqila and warn those stupid outsiders! This land belongs to natural disaster! Forever

"You are so noisy!"

Tao Ya's figure flashed and appeared in another direction, but instead of attacking, she hung the sword around her waist, and there was a trace of irony on her soft face,

"You should look behind you!"

Andoras has no chance to turn back, because a dark blade wheel made by master Ironforge and enchanted by dharran has been shining around his neck. With the corpse that lost his head falling on the ground, the uncontrollable sulfur fire immediately wrapped the corpse completely.

In just a few seconds, the smell of burned corpses filled the tower. Natha weighed the purple scroll in her hand and made a retreat gesture to Tao ya. The two disappeared in the dark hall.

Almost at the same time, the Deathly lords in the other two towers were killed by the watchers and assassins. The Deathly lords in the holy city of nqila lost three leaders at the same time, and almost immediately rioted. At the same time, with three fireworks rushing into the sky, the sound of ground shaking also sounded from the south-east of nqila. Mograine himself led the team, Blood Crusader and silver hand, silver dawn, these three paladins are all out for the first time. The horses in armor are running on the snowy ground, trampling the snow on the heavy earth like a moving snowstorm.

From the sky, a golden iron current appeared on the whole ground. In the flying snow, it pointed to the outer wall of enqila. A group of woolly elephants who were foraging on the enqila snow field were startled and fled in panic in all directions. The vultures who swam over the snow field were also frightened by the murderous air and flapped their wings towards the sky in panic.

Mograine was wearing heavy armor, holding a streamer of Ember messenger in his hand. His youngest son followed him, holding the bloody destroyer sword in his hand. Behind them were the resolute paladins of Lordaeron. After division, misunderstanding and even hostile mutual harm, the three paladins merged again.

Their beliefs are still different, but when they unite, there is nothing to stop this torrent of steel.

"Break it for me!"

Hundreds of meters away from the city wall, the old knight waved the streamer Epee in his hand and cut it down. A light blade running through the heaven and the earth fell from the sky and cut it accurately in the center of the city wall of the holy city of nqila. With the beating of the ground, the chopped flying sand and stones surged into the sky, the section of the city wall and the chaotic undead behind it, They were completely destroyed in this hot light.

With the charge of the knights, the Gnome engineers outside the position began to quickly turn the huge, black steel cannons and point them at the floating fortress naksanar, which had begun to move in the sky. After the investigation three days ago, Mograine borrowed the Gnome artillery from old fordrin. They were the same ones in the Eastern war, Air defense guns smashed the floating fortress talamas. Now, they need to recreate that miracle.

Major fitzranke, the leader of the dwarfs, was holding a telescope in his hand. After careful investigation, he called to the eager dwarfs,

"All right, all right! Guys, coordinates 87, 90, 65, all aim for me! Teach those damned souls a lesson

With fitzrank's left hand waving, dozens of antiaircraft guns fixed on the ground opened fire at the same time, and hot bullets flew out of the gun bore, most of which hit naksanar. However, due to the lessons of talamas, this large floating fortress also opened the magic shield when it was not started, so after these shells filled with strong gunpowder exploded, It does not harm the subject of naksanar.

However, the explosion of these shells abruptly interrupted the brewing counterattack of the floating city.

Standing in naxanar command center, Maven on the top platform was also staggered by the shock. He looked at the paladin who had rushed into the chaotic holy city of nqila, and looked at the three communication pearls that had no response. The captain of the guard team of Alsace shook his hand.

The paladins' surprise attack is very accurate. It's like a big hand stuck in Maven's neck. The whole process is very fast. Even if this high-level undead Lord starts to collect the undead army now, it's probably too late.

Maven took a look at the battlefield that had been completely cut open and yelled at the cursed mages behind him,

"Retreat! Back to the wilderness! Send a message to the spider demons of Ezra nerub and let them gather on the frozen river bank as quickly as possible! I'll make these paladins come and go

A few minutes later, after another round of shelling, naksanar finally took off. However, at the moment when Maven took back his eyes, a sharp air breaking sound, like breaking the air, quickly penetrated the thick magic shield around naksanar and appeared in front of him. The high-level Lord only had time to bow his head and heard a bang.

The saloon helmet on his head was shot into the air by the light arrow and fell to the ground again. The hard surface had been punctured.

This shocking strike made Maven's heart, which was no longer beating, feel fear again. He looked up and saw that a portal was standing on the edge of the distant snow field. An indifferent High Elf held a gorgeous bow in his hand. He shot the strike just now.

The elf was wearing a black blindfold, and his only eye was shining with the cold light of the hunter. He seemed dissatisfied that Maven had escaped the blow, and was about to pull the bow and shoot a second arrow.

Maven stepped back in a hurry. He didn't want to try the second arrow, but the sound of a sharp weapon penetrating his body from behind made him turn back. It was the watcher with a dark green blade cape and a knife wheel in his hand, and a Panda Man assassin with dragon scale armor. At their feet were the curse mages who manipulated naksanar.

As he turned his head, the last mage had his throat cut by the watchman.

"Miso"

With the surging of dark magic, more than a dozen cold corpses stood up from him, and a grim smile appeared on his thin and pale face,

"Do you want to fight here? You have picked the wrong opponent! "

"Oh... Let me be your opponent, Marvin, old friend!"

Under the clear sky, purple thunder and lightning ran. Hearing the familiar voice in memory, all of Maven's emotions disappeared. He turned his head and saw the figure with the lightning overflowing profiled sword and blue and white fur cloak.

That pair of eyes is still as common as his memory, but the light they emit makes people dare not look directly at them.

"Dick... You're here at last. How can I do without you on this stage? Unfortunately... I may not see the end."

"Don't worry, Maven. You don't want to see the disaster. I'll give you a pain... In the name of memory."