Chapter 788 The Fall of the Sun King

Or maybe it is a death knight who is skilled in martial arts and is good at using dark magic to repair the damage to his body. Arrows as fast as meteors can always find the vital points of the death knight who rushes at high speed.

Then there are the little lords of cave demons. Those spider demons who were once hiding underground will be blasted to pieces by the huge power of thunder unless they are hiding very deep.

Sylvanas is like a banner, inspiring all elves.

There were many elves who fell behind, and similarly, there were also elves who were trapped in various places and unable to break out. They benefited from this, and they followed Sylvanas without hesitation.

Go north!

Go north!

All the way north!

Destroy those filthy undead and demons!

Keep killing, keep killing! Kill until they reach Silver Moon City, until they see their relatives and their king!

The magnificent white and gold gate of Silver Moon City has disappeared!

There is rubble everywhere!

There is blood everywhere!

Eyes full of death!

However, this is not important. Their belief in protecting their homeland and defending their country supports them.

Sylvanas, the ranger hero who returned from the southern continent, is leading them.

As the number of undead creatures in front of them increased, the team's progress became slower and slower. At the same time, taking this as an opportunity, the elves behind them caught up. Coupled with the elves who rushed to support from the east and west of the city, King Qin's team instead Getting bigger and bigger.

Quantitative changes eventually led to qualitative changes. When the number of the team exceeded 10,000, the undead army that stood near the gate of Silver Moon City finally couldn't hold it anymore.

"rush--"

"For the Quel'dorei!"

"For Quel'Thalas!"

With a thunderous sound, Prince Kael'thas, who was patrolling the eastern part of the kingdom, arrived. He used an eighteenth series of [Pyroblasts] to blast a passage of destruction among the undead in one breath, and the fire element was drawn by the prince. Go, completely opening the passage to the palace.

However, the next scene made the elves in King Qin's army even more frightened.

After breaking through the undead army near the city gate, no survivors or corpses were seen along the way.

This gave every elf an ominous premonition.

No one said anything, and everyone was still led by Sylvanas and Kael'thas, rushing towards the Sun Chaser Court with all their strength.

Red pillar.

Golden spire.

Snow-white ground.

The dazzlingly gorgeous palace is just like yesterday, clean, solemn, and beautiful.

Compared with the ruins full of collapsed buildings outside, it is simply the difference between hell and heaven.

Originally, Kael'thas wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but he was blocked by Sylvanas just as he was about to step onto the steps of the palace.

"Where are the royal guards!?" Sylvanas' reminder made Kael'thas tremble.

right!

That's right!

In the past, on every step outside the royal court, there were two guards of the Spellbreaker Royal family holding nearly oval-shaped red shields and double-edged swords.

Now, not a single guard was seen.

Could it be...

The uneasiness in their hearts spread rapidly in every elf's heart.

Just when Kael'thas couldn't help it anymore and was about to rush in with his men, the door of the royal court suddenly opened.

There is no light in the huge door.

Because the sky was covered by the canopy of the undead, and the whole city was filled with light ice mist, no matter how good their eyesight was, the rangers could not see the situation in the royal court. They could only see a person in the royal court with a faint light. The figure is stepping out of the royal court.

After thousands of years of getting along, it’s impossible to admit that he was wrong about that silhouette and that outfit!

"Father!?" Kael'thas was so surprised that he broke free from Sylvanas' obstruction and rushed forward, running up seven steps in one breath.

The next moment, the prince's body suddenly stiffened as if he was under a petrification spell.

The prince was not wrong!

Appearing at the main entrance of the royal court was none other than the King of Quel'Thalas, His Majesty Anastrian Sunstrider!

but--

This is the Sun King who appears as an undead in front of King Qin’s army.

Originally, even as a high elf with a lifespan of thousands of years, Anastrian was already very old. He had unconcealable age spots and a large number of wrinkles on his face, skinny arms and fingers, and a somewhat hunched body.

At this moment, apart from his hunched body standing up straight again, his skin was ashen in color and his blue eyes were filled with the light of the netherworld.

"No...impossible! With my father's strength, how could it be possible so easily..." Kael'thas's voice was trembling, and his stretched out left hand was shaking like sifting through chaff.

After the living are killed by the Scourge, they will turn into evil magic and become undead - everyone knows this.

But Kael'thas never believed that his father, who had the mana leyline of the Sunwell as his backing, could be killed so easily and then transformed into a lich!

Not only Kael'thas was horrified, but every elf who witnessed this scene in the square in front of the royal court was shocked to the point of falling out of his wits. At this moment, they completely lost the ability to think. Every elf looked at their king who had entered the realm of the undead with blank eyes like a zombie.

Three thousand years!

Anastrian has ruled the High Elf Kingdom for three thousand years!

For humans in the world of Azeroth, whose average lifespan is only about thirty years old, this is already a hundred lifetimes.

This was such a long time, and the fact that 'Anastrian was the king' was almost imprinted into the deepest part of every elf's soul.

This seems to be the most important part of the world!

However, their king was not just dead. He was also turned into an undead! ?

This is not only bad news, but also a double collapse of soul and belief!

Prince Kael'thas' mouth squirmed for a long time before he squeezed out this sentence: "Father...why!? Did you lose?"

"Lost!?" Anastrian's facial muscles relied solely on the power of darkness to maintain their so-called activity. At this time, he showed an angry expression: "Lost!? I didn't lose to Antonidas. That bastard Si! I lost to myself! I lost to the years! I lost to this old body! If it weren’t for my old age, I could have endlessly drawn a large amount of the power of the Sun Well to destroy any intruder! How could I possibly Being subdued by a mere [Frostmourne]?"

Overwhelm! ?

The moment the former Sun King finished speaking, every knowledgeable elf in the square imagined this picture - the Sun King had resisted and struggled. If he were a thousand years younger and the Archmage of the Sun, he could of course ignore the bottleneck and use the magic power of the Sun Well to destroy all invading enemies.

It's a pity that he is too old.

Both the total amount of mana and the amount of magic output per unit time have dropped significantly.

So he lost!

However, this is not the end of everything!