Chapter 1072 The End of the Ancient War (the Leader only Asks the Storm God to Write to the End of the World)

Sitting on the throne in the Forbidden Palace, Azshara's face lost all color.

"It's over..." She murmured: "Everything is over..."

Azshara's maids surrounded her, screaming wildly. The Queen held an empty wine glass and did not want to believe what was happening. She is Azshara, the most brilliant light, she is the light, the light is her! She is the supreme ruler of her people!

Even though she knew that destruction was right in front of her, she still stubbornly told herself that she would never allow this to happen!

Sargeras refused to marry her.

She was just a wretch who was used and then discarded.

Perhaps there were many of her followers who had seen this humiliating scene, but she was still unwilling to admit to them that she was wrong.

Having abandoned her people, she was eventually abandoned by the 'god' she worshiped.

What an irony!

How bitter it is! ?

The rumbling sounds symbolizing destruction all around became louder and louder. The palace that had sunk to the bottom of the water began to be shrouded in darkness, and even the dark vision given to the night elves by heaven could not be seen through.

The only light in the palace comes from the violent power of the Well of Eternity. The dark lake water began to flow into the palace and washed away her two maids. The maid let out a shrill scream and quickly disappeared into the lake.

"I am Azshara!"

The Queen muttered silently in her heart, her expression still stern. She cast a spell, and a magical shield suddenly appeared around her and the living maid beside her.

"My wishes are supreme!"

She used her powerful magic to keep the lake out, but as the water became deeper and deeper, the pressure on the magic shield increased rapidly. Azshara's brows tightened, and beads of sweat broke out on her forehead. This was the first time in her life that she sweated.

At this moment... the familiar yet disgusted voice in the darkness whispered to her.

"We... have a way... to make you stronger... stronger than before... we can help you..."

The Queen is not stupid at all.

Especially when a woman just wakes up from the dream of love, this woman is definitely at the most shrewd and wisest moment in her life.

She knew her shield wouldn't last long. Soon the icy waters will swallow her and her followers, and the glory of Azshara will be lost from this world forever.

The silver-haired elf queen nodded.

"Ah!" With a scream, the wine glass fell from her hand. A sharp pain shot through her body. She felt her limbs twisting and intertwining. She also felt that her back turned into liquid, as if it suddenly melted...

Her magic shield was annihilated.

Azshara let out a shrill, desperate cry as she was submerged by the lake. She also heard the cries of others coming from the depths of the lake...her maids, her guards, and other Highborne still serving her.

The lake water quickly filled her lungs, but she did not drown...

Riding Alexstrasza, Duke stared at this giant city that symbolized the highest arcane civilization of the night elves as a spectator, and was sucked into the center of the huge vortex.

Duke doesn't know whether he is following history or changing history. For a moment, he even thought in a wicked way that if the city of Azshara could explode into pieces before sinking to the bottom, then a new masterpiece would be born.

It's a pity that since he dared to recruit the ancient gods and used Queen Azshara to trick Sargeras, then the ancient gods who are on the line, such as N'zoth, will not let Queen Azshara go. and her followers.

It's likely that within a few centuries, new horrors will begin to grow beneath the sea.

Duke looked away from the center of the Well of Eternity. Witnessing this standard earth-shattering disaster quickly spreading in all directions.

Large areas of the ancient Kalimdor continent are still being dragged into the lake, and the power of the terrifying scene has not diminished at all. It looked like a domino effect, with the land falling and the horizon spreading.

The only good thing is that because the Burning Legion massacred the city of Azshara as the center, all the living creatures nearby were basically gone. Otherwise, it would be another huge massacre of lives, and Duke might actually feel a little guilty.

such a pity!

Mountains were uprooted. Large tracts of land were torn apart in the roiling whirlpool, and then disappeared into the center of the whirlpool.

Sitting on the Red Dragon Queen and looking down from a high position, Duke saw that the land where the elves lived disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. No power can withstand the devastating impact of the Well of Eternity.

Perhaps to nature, even the bloody killings of the Burning Legion are nothing... After all, what the Burning Legion did seems to be incomparable to what is happening at this moment.

In places beyond his reach, the wheel of history is still moving forward according to its inherent inertia.

Without external force, everything is inevitable!

A red dragon approached his queen at high speed. Luo Ning sat on a red dragon and waved his arms vigorously. He seemed very excited to see his master safe and sound.

"Master Du...Kang!"

Luo Ning, who was still very innocent, almost let it slip, but Duke rolled his eyes at him.

Several more dragons came over.

Grom clearly saw Duke, and then...

"Humph!" He said, turning his head.

Whether he was sulking because he couldn't repay the favor, or something else, no one knew.

Crassus also came, smiling.

On the contrary, it was Vanessa, this evil-minded maid who said nothing, but when Duke looked at her. This bad maid who often challenged her master to death looked at Tyrande in Duke's arms, then with a face full of teasing, she actually mouthed a few words to Duke - Bird! beast! male! Sir!

No no no!

It must have been too windy and I was dazzled by the mistake.

If you confess, you will be lenient, and you will be jailed.

How could Du Mooke, an upright and reliable young man, admit such a thing?

It must be an illusion!

It's absolutely the world's fault!

Ha ha ha ha!

In the distance, the silhouette of Mount Hyjal appears on the horizon.

Looking from a high altitude, Duke could see a large army, mainly night elves, moving towards Mount Hyjal. Their blue-purple silhouette is easy to spot.

Behind them, the waves of destruction were still far behind them, seemingly chasing them closely.

Tyrande suddenly became nervous, and she asked Duke: "My compatriots...will they escape?"

Duke looked at the surface, and the system elf quickly compared the surrounding environment with the geographical conditions ten thousand years from now.

If there are no miscalculations, this is already the territory of Durotar in later generations.

Duke, the magic stick, was extremely confident: "It's okay, the disaster of destruction will not reach here."

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ps. The big guy who gave me the alliance leader at the beginning of last month specially registered a name that made me feel a little embarrassed - I just wanted the Storm God to write it to the end of the world.

Is this a shameful play? Or some kind of public execution?

Okay, boss, I have received your wish. Unfortunately, Yunfei’s ability is limited and he cannot write about the end of the world! First of all, I don’t have the ability to live for tens of millions of years...

Phew, I just try my best to write. The rules cannot be broken, and the leader cannot be owed more...that's it!

2199 words, not too much for everyone to spend money on, so please calm down.