Chapter 786 Traces of Death (Part 2)

The shocking shock wave of terror swept across the entire kingdom and extended to the entire Silver Moon City.

At that moment, every elf in the entire kingdom felt absolutely a million times more terrifying than an earthquake.

That was——the feeling of despair that the world seemed to be destroyed in that moment.

Starting from Yongge Forest, the towering trees over a hundred meters high along the mana leyline were lifted into the sky like dominoes by the continuously exploding earth.

Sylvanas in the forest tried to use her high speed to avoid the shock wave of this terrifying explosion.

She was not in the direct range of the explosion. Unfortunately, the speed of the Hero Realm was meaningless in the face of a shock wave that exceeded the limit of the human body. She groaned and was blown into a big tree by the air wave.

Sylvanas tried to activate her skills in mid-air to prevent herself from hitting the tree hard. Who knows, just before she hit it, the tree flew out on its own.

The elves within the explosion range were turned into ashes, and the soldiers outside the range were also in disarray.

The slender bodies of the elves are the least resistant to impact, and the air waves coming from far away can blow them around. Many people are even blown directly off the ground and fall heavily in various corners of the forest.

The feathers of those chocobos were flying all over the sky, and the chocobo's panic or dying screams echoed everywhere.

Halduron Brightwing was closer to the center of the impact and was directly blown into the sky by the airflow.

Lor'themar Theron was even more unlucky. He was directly hit by an exploding magic rune stone. Half of his body was paralyzed and he was pressed under an arcane puppet.

Lor'themar thought she was dead, but who knew, a heroic figure appeared in front of her. A bolt of lightning lit up from her hand, and the arcane puppet that had been destroyed and lost power actually twitched its arms like a dying person's muscles.

The moment the puppet bounced thirty centimeters, Sylvanas dug out Lor'themar at a speed that was almost impossible to detect with the naked eye.

The next moment, Sylvanas raised her hand, and a gust of wind swayed from her palm, pushing Halduron horizontally, who was about to fall to death after falling from a high altitude, so that he could eliminate the huge momentum of falling from the sky and avoid hitting the hard surface. On the ground, he fell to the soft grass in the distance.

Halduron was in a very embarrassed state, even chewing mud in his mouth. But he knew very well that he was a ranger, not a mage with [Slow Fall], and it was only thanks to Sylvanas that he was lucky enough not to turn into a large meat pie.

However, most other rangers are not so lucky and have a heroic ranger general coming to the rescue.

Some were penetrated by sharp branches, some were thrown dozens of meters and then smashed into pieces, and some were affected by the explosion, and several parts of their bodies were cut off in mid-air. Before they fell, It became a corpse.

The miserable situation of their men made Halduron and Lor'themar even more aware of how dangerous the situation was just now.

Halduron spit out the mud in his mouth: "Sister, I owe you a life."

Lor'themar was more direct. He seemed to have thought of what was going on, and his face turned green and red: "If you don't die today, my life will be yours from now on."

Sylvanas's eyes were half-closed, scanning Lor'themar at high speed.

Lor'themar sat up with difficulty, gritted his teeth, and slapped his dislocated calf back into place: "I probably only have half my strength left."

Halduron quickly checked his equipment, then gritted his teeth and said: "Sister, at critical moments, you can use my life first."

Sylvanas pursed her pretty lips and glanced at the rangers who were approaching in twos and threes and could still move: "Blow the trumpet and gather all the elves who can still move. Let's rush back."

Hope you can still make it in time!

The Yonge Forest, which was lush and green just a moment ago, seemed to have been plowed hard by a huge iron plow across the sky and the earth. The black soil at the bottom of the forest was rolled and scattered in the huge explosion. In the blink of an eye, a huge deep mark was formed in the forest, and endless chaotic magic power overflowed from the huge black mark.

The rangers simply could not imagine what Silvermoon City would be like on the other side of the mana leyline.

The entire Silver Moon City was shrouded in smoke at this moment.

The explosion of the mana leyline destroyed most of the city in an instant. The blocks from the city gate to the Sun Chaser's court were all destroyed, and no ruins of any building with more than one floor could be seen.

Almost every wall was reduced to powder and fell to the ground. There were constant explosions of magic items.

Every block was struggling in the flames, and the originally flat land of the entire city was stacked up like waves, crowded together.

The screams spread endlessly from far to near.

Perhaps a more powerful mage can instantly open a magic shield to save his life, but soldiers and civilians without special abilities are completely left to their fate.

Sun King Anastrian and several members of the Silver Moon Parliament rushed out and saw that the Silver Moon City, which was extremely beautiful a minute ago, had been turned into ruins, with shocking collapsed ruins everywhere. , is like experiencing a terrible earthquake.

"The sun well is up there, what happened?" The Sun King's soliloquy had just ended.

There were sudden bursts of screams from where the city gate should have been, and there was also a faint light that destroyed magic.

That's... a fight! ?

"ah--"

The screams could be heard clearly even from several kilometers away, because the screams were getting more intense.

Anastrian was not an idiot who had never experienced war, and his nerves had been completely numbed by peace. He immediately realized that this was definitely a premeditated attack.

The increasingly dark aura in the direction of the city gate told him the identity of the attackers - the Scourge Legion!

With no intention of saving the victims in the city, the Sun King's face turned cold: "Guards! Gather all those who can fight and set up a defense line in the palace!"

He asked his men to set up defenses, but the Sun King himself did not enter the palace. Instead, he walked toward the outside of the palace surrounded by guards.

A Silver Moon councilor asked in astonishment: "Your Majesty, where are you going?"

"Sunwell."

The MPs' hearts trembled as they realized His Majesty the King's choice.

In the eyes of the king, only the Sunwell is the root of the high elves, and the at least 180,000 elves still alive in Silvermoon City have been abandoned by him.

One councilor couldn't help but dissuade the Sun King: "Your Majesty, are you going to abandon your subjects like this?"

"I..." Before Anastrian could finish speaking, something happened that shocked him, and even all the council members and guards.

A sky bridge made of ice suddenly extended from the direction of the city gate to everyone in a few breaths.

Before anyone could react, a huge icy disc carrying several figures exuding an ominous aura arrived.