Chapter 321 13. Keepwatch Castle. Doomsday

"Ding"

The golden, somewhat shabby pocket watch was opened on the cold fingertips. Even in another world, this symbolized the things in the past were still operating meticulously. The time from Azeroth was rippling in Khadgar's palm, and he Standing in front of the ruins of the Portal of Darkness, it seemed very quiet.

For orthodox mages, clocks and clocks are often endowed with a lot of deeper meanings. Every time the pointer crosses, it symbolizes the passage of one second of time, and the slight ringing of the gears also means that life is slowly moving. The passage of time, for many mages, clocks represent much more than time itself.

But time, the word has lost its meaning to Khadgar today.

His eyes swept over the pocket watch, and after the two black pointers overlapped again, he raised his head and looked at the "restored" ruins in front of him. A few years ago, the pillars of the Dark Gate in Draenor World were made of He destroyed it with his own hands. At that time, he thought it was correct to completely bury the symbol of disaster, but now, that naive concept has long been wiped away.

"call"

The deadly wind of Hellfire Peninsula blew over his face, blowing up his long gray hair, and rustling the cloak behind the Arch Lich, and behind the cloak, under the high platform, black undead They lined up quietly, one after another behind the Dark Portal, all the way to the Hellfire Fortress in the center of the barren land.

Two-thirds of the undead in the entire world of Draenor have already stood here, a huge number of undead infantry guarding the death knights on horses, and those giant statues as tall as hills and covered with thick iron armor , There are some golden devices installed on the back of these ultimate land weapons, as if carrying a heavy artillery on their backs.

There are also some noisy demonic blood undead at the back of the team. Demonic blood has changed their undead bodies. Although the impact on the dead is not as profound as it is on the living, the inherent rage and blood of demonic blood The confusion still affected their sanity.

Finally, there are the death crowmen floating in the sky. Although Queen Laixi did not participate in this expedition, she kept her promise and handed over most of the screamers to the death lords. Among the silent screamers like undead, the strange and huge death raven hovered in the air, its shadow shrouded the earth, silent and dangerous.

The death lords who did not follow Tyrion to Azeroth also gathered here, Yrel, Rogelio, Saurfang, two blood mages, and a strange high elf, they rode on their own His steed, standing behind Khadgar, waited for that moment to come.

In front of everyone's eyes, the once-destroyed pillars of the Dark Gate have been rebuilt. Due to the widening of the magic line and the space crack, the newly built Dark Gate has become wider enough to accommodate hundreds of people passing through at the same time, just like It is like a triumphal gate, and on both sides of the pillar, there are too many patterns carved in the style of the dark blade, and the whole body is dark red, which looks very strange and ominous.

"click"

The golden pocket watch was closed, and the archlich took off the white skull from his waist. He looked at the empty pillar of darkness before him, and said in a low voice:

"The time has come, gentlemen."

"hum"

Huge and icy magic power burst out from the Grand Lich's palm, and at the next moment, the shadow energy in Gul'dan's skull was extracted, and the Grand Lich's body was quickly covered with a shadow, and those dark sparks hit his body. Throbbing, fine pieces of dark lightning wrapped around the space around him.

In the eyes that can see through the magic power, those silent magic power lines are connected one by one, and a huge space rift is awakened. It roars and tears the calm air, and projects itself in front of hundreds of thousands of undead. The empty pillars are filled.

"A lot of times, I think about the fate of Azeroth. In that era full of turmoil, disasters and pain, is there such a way, such an answer, that can satisfy everyone, including that world."

The flat voice of the Grand Lich reached the ears of the death lords behind him:

"No, there is not such a way."

"hum"

The dark green energy vortex began to rotate in the large pillar of darkness, and the speed was getting faster and faster, just like a lighted spar lamp. The psychedelic green light spread out rapidly along a fulcrum, just It was as if a door had been pushed open from within, exposing a dangerous world to everyone.

"In many cases, peace is not the only answer."

Khadgar reached out and pulled his purple mage hat, and the shadow gradually faded from his icy body. He reached out and took his guardian staff from the Lich Delandon standing behind him. While the undead rune on the top of the staff was beating, an obscure light shot out from the staff and pierced into the dark green vortex that was spinning fast in front of him.

As if some kind of stabilizer had been added, the pulsating space rift quickly came to a standstill under Khadgar's control. Behind the slowly flowing energy vortex, a familiar world had opened its door, waiting for it. The visits of the guests.

"Come on, follow me."

Khadgar walked forward leaning on his staff, and the death lords silently followed behind him, and the undead legion behind him, which could submerge a city in an instant, also moved forward slowly, just like a quiet sea tide began to surge, Anyone who sees this scene can feel terrified.

"Prove to me..."

Khadgar's body took a step forward and merged into the green vortex. The next moment, the archlich's consciousness was immersed in the distorted space connected to the world connected by the Dark Portal, but he was already strong enough, and the tyrannical magic power wrapped his Physically, spare him the torment of this storm.

When he opened his eyes again, the dark red land and pale sky, exactly the same as the Hellfire Peninsula, appeared in front of his eyes. The archlich who no longer needed to breathe looked at the fortress in the distance, and he sighed:

"Prove to me that...we're not, wasting time."

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"A huge energy fluctuation has been detected in the direction of the Dark Portal! Get up, let's go and see!"

In the Overwatch Castle at dusk, the mages stationed in the castle had just finished their dinner. After drinking and eating, everyone was ready to end the day's work, but at this moment, a burst of energy fluctuations that made the mages' heart skip a beat came from The direction of the Dark Portal burst out.

It was as if a whip had been whipped fiercely on everyone, making the lazy mages rush to their surveillance posts like donkeys being chased.

After the Holy Arathor Empire was rebuilt, Lothar promulgated many new decrees, one of which was to directly attribute Watch Fortress to the management of the Empire Center. Obviously, the new Emperor of the Empire attached great importance to this border area. Under the circumstances, Dalaran specially sent a luxurious mage group to stay here.

There are also royal guards from the Arathor Empire, as well as the elite soldiers stationed here. It can be said that Fort Watch is developing towards a super-large defensive fortress. In Emperor Lothar's plan, Fort Watch In the future, it will become a defensive city, firmly blocking the southern border of the empire.

The emperor saw a huge threat from another world, and he made efforts for it, but now it seems that his efforts are obviously not enough, or he still underestimated the power accumulated by Tyrion's painstaking efforts , dormancy... long dormancy exists only for victory.

"The rift in the portal of darkness has been torn open!"

The archmage Saslanan from Dalaran manipulated the Orb of Surveillance, using the magic sentries arranged around the crater of the Dark Portal as nodes, watching everything that happened at the Dark Portal from the perspective of the sky.

The high elf archmage saw the dark green vortex rippling in the ruins of the collapsed portal of darkness with his own eyes, he saw the rapidly rotating energy vortex, and the finalized giant portal.

This made sweat appear on the forehead of the archmage. He participated in the orc war, and he knew very well what it meant to open the portal of darkness again. The key to the gate, known as the Skull of Gul'dan, is now kept in the hands of the draenei seers.

"Either he lied to us, or the creatures in that world have found a new energy source."

The other mages were also nervously observing the situation on the scene. They had already opened the communication orb, preparing to send the news of the opening of the Dark Portal back to Dalaran and the empire.

On the other hand, the soldiers who received the news had already begun to gather amidst the harsh alarm bells. The general commanding the soldiers was no longer Danas Trollbane, but General Rosendon from the Kingdom of Stormwind. A warrior of the battlefield, and a sincere paladin.

But just as the soldiers were gathering nervously, a human with gray-white hair and a purple robe appeared in the observation angle of the archmage Saslanan. Walking out, the next moment, the guy raised his head and seemed to see eyes that did not exist in the sky.

"hum"

The archmage's monitoring perspective suddenly shattered at this moment, but the elf had already seen the man's face clearly...

"Khadgar..."

Saslanan murmured the name. He had lived in Dalaran for decades, and it was impossible for him to recognize that face, but those eyes, those silver eyes shining with cold light .

All this made the archmage have an ominous premonition. He turned his head and snatched the communication orb from the apprentice's hand. The magic communication frequency to connect with Dalaran was opened in the next moment, and a line of magic writing flashed above the communication orb. , and at the same moment, the dazzling light of the portal suddenly lit up in the center of the mage sentry in Overwatch Castle.

Archmage Saslanan turned his head and saw Shi Shiran walking out from the halo of the shattered portal with his entourage brought by the archlich. The space anchor lock that had been activated did not stop this surprise attack at all.

Khadgar tapped the staff in his hand on the ground, and the rapidly spreading hoarfrost burst out from under his feet, freezing everything around him in a sweeping momentum. He stared at the elf giant in front of him with silver eyes. Mage, he said softly:

"The living are really lazy. Even after a few years, the parameters of the space anchor have not been modified. Don't you know that the parameters of the space magic circle here were all set by me?"

There was a mocking smile on the corner of Lich's mouth, six golden rune locks rippled around his body, the crazy magic power belonging to the Grand Lich exploded, and in the next moment, the entire city wall was covered with icicles, those weak mage apprentices Without even having time to struggle, they were frozen into ice sculptures.

"It's time to pay for your negligence and laziness...Survivor, you should fight hard for yourself, otherwise..."

"boom"

A high-ranking mage who tried to escape with teleportation was forcibly severed by the teleportation while the archlich was waving his fingers. The teleportation smoothly cut his body in half. Amidst the blood splattering, Khadgar looked at Saslanan , he whispered:

"Otherwise, you can only fall down like a nobody."

At the same time, on the ground less than 1,000 meters away from Fort Watcher, the Lich Delandon, who was transformed by Khadgar himself, opened a temporary portal. Amidst the vibration of the ground, the giant statue of a powerful war weapon stepped into it. In the outpost of the Overwatch Fort, behind this monster as huge as a mountain, Death Lord Yrel is manipulating the golden heavy cannon on its back.

"A cheap imitation of Breath of Rukhmar...said to be more than a third as powerful as the original."

The fully armed hoof sister put the polished Apexis crystal pillar into the magazine, and winked at the Draenei banshee floating beside her:

"I've actually wanted to try this stuff for a long time."

The banshee Samaruo hovered around Yrel and the golden heavy cannon for two weeks, and she said in a sharp voice:

"Don't blame me for hitting you, Yrel, this thing is not as deterrent as the original version, and I hate sunlight."

"click"

The shell above the golden cannon was pushed away, and the Apexis crystal focal lens emitting bright light began to absorb the pale sunlight of the cursed land. Yrel shrugged, and the next moment, Samaro's illusory body disappeared Inside the good sister's body, Yrel's left eye also became as red as blood. She adjusted her direction carefully, and finally, when the gathered sunlight made the surrounding temperature rise rapidly, she pulled the trigger.

"boom"

Two scorching rays of light shot out from the gems carved into skulls from the heavy cannon, like scorching lightsabers out of their scabbards, and precisely blasted on the city wall of Overwatch Fort. One's castle completely collapsed in the silent annihilation.

In the scorching ruins, Khadgar casually picked up the communication orb on the ground. Behind him, Archmage Saslanan fell to the ground with blank eyes. His body was covered with severe frostbite marks. The heart has been pierced by the ice.

"drop"

With a crisp sound, the magic communication was sent, and a few seconds later, Dalaran's communication center received a message from Overwatch Fort.

"Dark Portal, everything is normal."

The last boss of the siege of Boralus... alas... hard to say