Chapter 1568 My Last Name Is Windrunner

The wind picked up.

The blue Titan rune on Storm Watcher Amarlon's body flashed, and a tornado storm like a Category 12 typhoon was immediately set off.

The fierce storm made Amarlon's huge body feel a bit blurry when looking at it. You must know that the distance between Queen Xi and this eight-story giant is only twenty meters!

"Mortal, since you choose to challenge yourself and pursue the path to the divine realm, then use your body to feel the greatness of the storm -"

The giant's rumbling voice completely merged with the thunder.

Dark clouds that came from nowhere covered the dome of the entire hemispherical hall, making it dark and quite scary.

What made Queen Xi's face even more chilly was that she suddenly discovered that she had lost almost all her means of attack.

With that kind of strong wind, the arrow will deflect as soon as it leaves the string. No bow skills or parabola are of any use. This is pure crushing of the elemental realm.

Unless a breakthrough is made in the elemental realm, Emmaron is an unsolvable existence for her.

Back, back, and back again.

The ranger's proud dodge ability is meaningless in the face of such wide-area damage. As long as the elf's thin body is pulled into the scope of the storm, it will only perish.

"Tch." Queen Xi spat harshly.

The scope of the tornado storm continued to expand as Amarlon laughed. From the beginning, it only occupied the center of the hall and turned into a big circle.

Originally, Queen Hope had a circle to swim around in, but in the end it almost turned into a narrow circular line.

It is true that she could push out of the palace the same way she came, but for her this was the most tragic failure.

She can dodge, she can retreat, but she can never run away.

Because this is her path, her strong heart, and her final stubbornness.

Originally, she could have been a salary thief like she was before the Dark Portal incident.

Even if she becomes queen, she can still become a pure politician.

She even hid in Duke's arms and became a happy little woman.

Anyway, she has her sister and Duke, who can be her umbrella to protect her from wind and rain.

"The road - I chose it myself!" As if she was mocking herself or some kind of self-hypnosis, after saying these words, Sylvanas' whole body was filled with an almost martyr's spiritual brilliance.

Duke, who was watching from a distance, was heartbroken, not to mention the Windrunner sisters who were watching this scene in Karazhan at this moment.

"Ah!" For a moment, Alleria had the urge to call Duke over to save her second sister.

However, she saw Duke clenching his fists and gritting his teeth.

At this time, Veresa held her hand and shook her head: "Second sister chose the road, and both us and Duke can only support her. She is not a canary living in a birdcage, but in the storm. O singing and soaring petrel!"

"Yes." Alleria nodded heavily, her eyes filled with tears.

Over there, Sylvanas moved.

There was no attacking posture, not even the newly acquired artifact bow that was the envy of all Alliance hunters and rangers in the world due to the singing of bards and the promotion of the Alliance. He just jumped with a graceful diving posture. Into the circle of the storm.

In the eyes of others, this is undoubtedly a moth flying into a flame, causing self-destruction.

The Windrunner sisters didn't dare to look down.

Even Lor'themar and Halduron, who are far away in the Sin'dorei mainland, are mentally prepared to lose their Queen.

Duke has even taken out the artifact [Atiesh] and even opened the short-distance space portal.

However, at this highly anticipated moment, a sonorous and powerful female voice came out from the strong wind——

"Don't underestimate me! My last name is - Feng! Xing! Zhe!"

Almost everyone watching the battle through Duke's mage eyes had the same reaction: first surprised, then delighted.

In the magical mirror, Sylvanas's performance shocked the mortals. Her seemingly slender body actually rotated at high speed as the tornado swirled.

That's a speed many times more brutal than being thrown into a drum washing machine.

How many revolutions per minute?

The human eye cannot keep up with Queen Xi's movements, and even the most discerning ranger hero can only follow her shadow.

Fifty laps? A hundred laps? No one can count them clearly except Duke.

Everyone only saw Duke take back [Atiesh], and everyone understood what that meant in seconds.

The last names in this world are different from those before Duke traveled through. In the original world, Mitarai represented where he was born.

Surnames in Azeroth often represent blood. Sun Chasers play with fire. The wind walker naturally walks on the wind.

But no one expected that the upper limit of the bloodline power of the Windrunner family could be so astonishing.

The night elves come from the most elementally talented part of the trolls.

The predecessors of the high elves were the most magically talented group of night elves.

In order to maintain the magical talent of the next generation, over the past eight thousand years, the upper echelons of the high elves have used various methods to maintain the 'purity of blood'. For example, mages of Huiyue level and above can only marry those who are also Huiyue level. That's why the Silver Moon Council was formed at that time, a behemoth whose power, interests and blood were all intertwined, and even the king could not resist.

Elves who lost their ability to cast spells were considered inferior, so there were various ranger families that did not have a high status in Quel'Thalas at that time.

Now Sylvanas can no longer be called a simple ranger. The energy of the wind element in her body was so surging that it could be clearly felt even through the magic mirror.

Because the wind - has changed color!

The wind in Emmaron was gray-white, but now the place where Queen Xi flew across at high speed has turned purple-black.

Duke froze in astonishment.

He cast his gaze on the thunder that kept flashing from the clouds above the dome of the hall. The lightning that seemed to be unharmed to outsiders was actually undergoing an astonishing exchange of energy.

Duke is a bit unfamiliar with it, but he still recognizes this method: when Gavin Rad obtained the Wind Sword, Prince of Wind Sunderland used it.

This means that Sylvanas, who seems to be at a disadvantage, is directly mobilizing the thunder power in the clouds.

This is absolutely extraordinary power!

Others couldn't even see Queen Xi's figure clearly, but Duke could clearly see it with the help of the system: Sylvanas's eyes reflected a purple emblem that resembled lightning. The light is faintly wrapped.

"You..." Emarron, who sensed something was wrong, began to pay close attention to Sylvanas.

An extremely uneasy feeling enveloped him. That feeling was too far away. I don't know how long ago, a great being with the same terrifying aura almost blew him up to ashes with one blow.