Chapter 819 The Rebirth of the Archlich

Sylvanas was extremely confused at this moment.

For the hatred of her people, even though she knew that the Lich King's true form was not here, she still hoped to teach Ner'zhul, a bastard, a harsh lesson.

On the other hand, the way Duke held her was very familiar to her.

Back when her eldest sister and her third sister were practicing archery in Elwynn Forest, Duke, the bastard, would harass her sisters with this posture, saying something about double attack, and as a result, she would end up giving the one-handed dog a big hit every time. Put the dog food.

And eight times out of ten, it will make a lot of "pop-pop" noises, forcing Sylvanas, who has sensitive ears and eyes, to run several kilometers away.

Sylvanas hated Duke so much back then, but she didn't expect that she would enjoy this treatment now.

This bastard Duke still has...nothing! Compare! Good luck! hand!

Sylvanas was going crazy. Of course she knew why. The four Windrunner sisters, except for the youngest Lilas, the three sisters in front were all about the same height.

Of course there is a difference in size, but for Duke, it's almost the same.

What troubled Sylvanas the most was that she used to be very disgusted and wanted to let Duke get away as far as he could. However, it seems that after he was saved by Duke in the fatal situation in the Sun-Chasing Court, he didn't even realize that his mentality had changed.

Although shy...

Although a little annoyed...

Although the fusion at the soul level gave her the illusion of being looked down upon...

But the feeling was unexpectedly not too bad. I couldn’t say I accepted it from the bottom of my heart, but at least it wasn’t uncomfortable.

Although her rationality told her that this feeling would be dangerous if it continued to develop, her heart, body, and soul felt a sense of anticipation that she was willing to see what would happen next.

Suddenly, what came to mind was the scene where he kissed Duke in a daze.

What the hell is wrong with me?

Sylvanas gave Duke a sharp look from behind.

"Asshole, I must make you look good!" Lor'themar and the others heard Sylvanas' slight curse, but they subconsciously thought that Sylvanas was scolding the Lich King.

It was impossible for a third party to know that what she was scolding was actually Duke taking advantage of her.

She steadied her steps and decided not to pay attention to that bastard Duke. All she could see was the ferocious and chattering large ice-blue skeletal phantom in mid-air that threatened everyone.

Sylvanas, who had put away all her distracting thoughts, looked solemn, tightened her facial lines, and silently pursed her lips into a straight line.

Ner'zhul's noisy threats still echoed over the beach: "You mortals have no chance! You will all die! If you don't want your souls to be imprisoned under my throne and tortured for ten thousand years after death! You'd better join my army now. ! This is my last attempt to persuade you to surrender——"

Every elf stared at Sylvanas.

At some point, this former ranger general who once ran away has become the backbone of all the surviving elves.

Everything she says and does will represent the entire Sin'dorei.

Now she will take this step, and after this step, she will cast the dice that will determine the fate of the entire elves.

Although her choice has been anticipated, no one can know whether the end of the road will lead to victory or destruction after placing the bet. Even so, at this moment, everyone still chose to hand over the final decision to Sylvanas!

Sylvanas subconsciously looked at the arrow shining with lightning in her hand. The purple-blue electric light shone faintly under the gray-black undead sky. The texture of each arrow on the wooden arrow shaft, They all seemed to be twisting and turning like spiritual snakes.

It’s time to hand over the answers…

It was at this moment that as the gold coin held between the fingers of Duke's holy soul slid across Sylvanas' arm, a burst of golden light suddenly burst out from the longbow. The golden light extended to the long arrow, but was wrapped in Sylvanas' purple-blue thunder and lightning.

On the hill, the elves seemed to hear a horn sound in a daze.

That was the clarion call for war.

It was the Sin'dorei's clarion call for revenge against the Scourge.

Take a deep breath.

The next moment.

The long, lingering sound of war horns lingering on the beach and floating between heaven and earth, accompanied by the sound of leaving the strings - officially played!

A beam of light representing the hope of the elves and even the entire alliance rushed diagonally from the earth to the sky, like a morning light shining on the earth, breaking through the darkness and breaking away the dark clouds.

By the way, he shot away the illusory skull that was no longer supported by the power of darkness.

This arrow seemed to be a signal flare.

Immediately afterwards, Duke raised his arms high, letting the mana from the Sunwell branch spurt out into the sky.

The cold dark clouds were just shot into a hole before, but now the energy of the sunwell instigated by Duke is like a pair of extremely huge palms, tearing open the dark sky and tearing it into pieces!

"Long live the Alliance—" Mograine immediately understood without Duke's order, and he raised the [Ashbringer] in his hand high.

Under the guidance of this holy sword that exuded a stronger divine radiance, more than 200,000 troops dispersed from the entire Quel'Danas Island and rushed towards the Sunwell Highlands where the Sunwell was located.

I had thought that after the Lich King extracted a large amount of soul energy from the undead creatures, there would be no more resistance on the island. Obviously, this idea is wrong.

True, Duke killed Antonidas, and the dark power that the Lich King injected into the Archlich's temporary realm collapsed.

However, under the Lich King's personal action, the remaining power of darkness was scattered in all directions again.

Not only were the high elf guards who originally guarded the island resurrected as undead, but also because of the high quality of these elite guards, many guards directly became death knights.

To make matters worse, it seems that the Burning Legion is starting to intervene.

It started to rain...a green meteor shower.

When I saw huge stones wrapped with green flames falling from the sky, they first created huge pits on the ground, and then turned into humanoid stone giants more than ten meters tall and crawled out to attack the Alliance soldiers...

A distant memory came to everyone's mind.

Veterans and generals who experienced the Second Dark Portal War are no strangers to this scene.

That's the huge demon [Hellfire] summoned by the warlock!

This terrifying demon cannot be defeated by conventional force.

To fight against [Hellfire], the most effective method is holy light, followed by magic.

However, the hundreds of Hellfires that were supposed to become the new focus of the entire battlefield were quickly ignored by the Alliance soldiers.

Because, a huge black light pillar suddenly rose from the sunwell near the north, and everyone could clearly feel that an evil will was rising.

That is the rebirth of a great lich!