Chapter 485 18. Underground Raid. Disaster Day --- Adding More for Brothers of Canglangzhishui【12/20】
Chapter 485 18. Underground Raid. Disaster Day --- Adding Changes for Brothers of Canglangzhishui [1220]
"hum"
Under the control of the portal mages, a crack was slowly opened in the violet barrier covering Dalaran, and nearly a thousand silver hand paladins waiting at the violet outpost quickly passed through under the guidance of the mages. Enchantment, come to the portal hall, and meet their chief.
"Everyone, we will be ordered to return to Lordaeron to disperse the undead of natural disasters entrenched in the country. I know that many people are worried about their relatives, but with the efforts of King Terenas and Prince Arthas, most of the people in the motherland have been killed. Protected within a strong city wall, and as warriors of the Holy Light, we must demonstrate our worth in this critical moment!"
The great knight Turalyon stood in front of the portal hall, and spoke to the paladins in front of him:
"In times of crisis, it's time for the heroes to stand in. Now, it's time for us to go to the battlefield. Everyone, enter the corresponding portal according to your respective queues. The Mage Brothers of Dalaran will send us to everyone's battlefield , please do your best and fight bravely!"
"For the Holy Light! For Lordaeron! For the Empire!"
"Set off!"
The great knight gave an order, and the portals leading to various cities in Lordaeron behind him also opened at this moment. The heavily armed paladins strode into the portals, and the surrounding mages also looked at them with reverence. A warrior about to set foot on the battlefield.
The big knight stood at the end of the line. He raised his head and looked at the slowly closing violet barrier in the sky. He asked softly in his heart:
"Varimathras! Node sensed?"
At this time, the Dreadlord, who was walking through the intricate tunnels underground in Dalaran, quickly responded:
"The opening just now and the closing now have exposed the location of the Violet Center, which is just underground in Dalaran, and I'm rushing there!"
"Very well, hurry up and destroy it!"
The great knight glanced back at the paladins who were passing through the portal, and he whispered:
"I'll give you 5 minutes!"
"enough!"
The cunning and confident voice of Varimathras came, and the great knight nodded to the portal mage beside him, and then walked behind the paladin who was passing through the portal, where there were still some strategic materials piled up, While inspecting the supplies, the great knight quietly turned the Apexis ring on his finger. The moment he turned around, the small piece of Apexis crystal on the ring surface was crushed into powder by him.
At this same moment, Tyrion, who was far away in the forging room of the Black Iron District, suddenly raised his left hand, and the Apexis crystal ring on his ring finger cracked like a spider web. He suppressed his inner emotions very well. At this moment, he still felt the emotion called "tension" rising in his heart.
The figure of the Dark Blade King suddenly disappeared in the forging workshop in the Black Iron District. A moment later, a first-level combat readiness order was issued to the entire Dark Blade Legion's 13 battle groups and overseas fleets through a special communication channel.
The order is very simple, only a few words, but it makes the war machine of the entire Dark Blade Legion start running in an instant.
"The "Disaster Day" combat plan is launched, and the countdown is 240 minutes!"
"swish"
In the research room on the top floor of Karazhan, the Grand Lich was interrupted by the sudden sound of a combat order. He decisively dropped everything in his hands, and with the help of the undead attendants, he changed into his favorite crimson purple dress. With the robe of the guardian on his back, he lifted a black metal box and stepped into a portal leading to the location area.
And in the ruins of the Tidefall Island in the Kaz Modan Sea, the fog of war is entwined on the surface of the sea. In the deepest part of the thick fog, because it has swallowed the souls of too many Naga and pirates, it has become bigger and more ferocious. The "Sea Majesty" was docking quietly on the shore. Dai Lin, dressed in black and wearing a black captain's hat, stood quietly on the deck like a sculpture.
And in front of his eyes, the undead sailors on the deck are fixing a huge, futuristic heavy artillery on the deck under the command of a few dwarves and goblins. This artillery is a three-stage coupling system. One section is loaded on a dark gun mount, which is movable, but it does not have the matchlock and ammunition loading port of traditional artillery.
On the top of the naval gun named "Backfire", there is an energy gathering port that is very similar to the energy cannon like Rukhmar's Breath. In the dim lights on the deck, there is a dim light dancing.
"swish"
The light of the two portals shone on the deck of the Sea King at the same time, and the Grand Lich and the Blood Mistress almost stepped in here one after the other.
"Good day, Alleria."
Frosty Alleria facing Khadgar leaned over slightly. He looked at the black box in Alleria's hand, and asked in a low voice:
"Even after Quel'Thalas did such a stupid thing, did Tyrion trust you the most?"
"With all due respect, Khadgar."
Alleria ignored the taunt, she handed the black box to Khadgar, and said:
"Tyrion trusted you as much as I did...but you failed him."
The Blood Mistress lowered her voice a bit:
"Nasa is not dead. She told me everything you did with her. Khadgar, take every step carefully. If you dare to betray him, I will kill you myself!"
This faint threat made Khadgar's eyes twitch, but after a while, the archlich raised his head, picked up two boxes, and walked slowly into the dim cabin, without turning his head, he said:
"I did not betray him, and I, or any death lord, will not be his... burden! What right do you have to preach to me? Miss burden..."
This strong mockery made Alleria clenched her ten fingers, but in the end, she turned her head sadly, and at the moment she walked towards the portal, Dai Lin, who had witnessed all this above the deck, suddenly spoke explain:
"I can see the uneasiness in your eyes, Alleria Windrunner, maybe your next effort will completely shatter what is left of your will... So let me give you a suggestion, no matter what you want to do Come to prove yourself... Discuss with Tyrion first, and the system you have established is full of contradictions. In my opinion, it is no better than the Human Empire."
"Tell Tyrion for me. If you want to go further...you have to resolve these conflicts first. If it's not convenient for him to come, I'll be happy...to do it for you!"
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"tear up"
The blood-stained robe was torn apart like the most fragile piece of paper under the claws of the devil, and the body of the female mage guarding the Violet Center was also torn apart. Her blood-stained head hit the ground , beat weakly a few times in the pool of blood, and strong unwillingness and despair shone in those beautiful blue eyes.
And behind her, there were bones and blood stains all over the hall. Lord Nathrezim, who had completely emerged from his body, showed no mercy. During a shadow raid, this demon lord completely exploded with his own strange power. This kind of power is very difficult for human mages to resist.
At this moment, it moved its shoulders, not caring about the sharp sirens sounding in the underground hall, and took a step forward in the bloody air, leaving a blood-stained hoof print in front of its eyes. , is a control core shining with blue magic power. In the energy conduit made of crystal, the magic power extracted from the ground is gathered in one place, and complex and obscure runes are shining around the entire hall.
"A big toy made by low-level creatures! The efficiency of energy conduction is a mess!"
Varimathras scratched his chin and let out a deep laugh. He stepped forward, not caring about the erosion of the thick magic power. At the moment when the halo of the portal behind him shattered, he waved his claws and tore apart He touched the rune control layer on the wall in front of him, and twisted the connected magic conduits.
When the siren first sounded, Antonidas, who had rushed to the underground hall with the battle mage, had just stepped out of the portal when he saw a chaotic blue magic power roaring and exploding in all directions. This scene shocked everyone. The mage's eyes widened. His thinking was stagnant and confused at this moment. He couldn't figure out what was going on and why this happened...Obviously, the whole of Dalaran is an internal Blocked!
How did this demon appear?
"Wow, wow"
During the beating of the blue flames of magic, Varimathras turned around, letting the thick magic power beat on his body, staring at the archmage Antonidas in front of him, he let out a series of sharp laughs Voice:
"Casana Tirto, I send my greetings to you... Archmage, it has lived in this city for hundreds of years... Hehe, it knows the structure of this city better than you, sorry, but... .You lose!"
"Kasanatier?"
A flash of understanding flashed in Antonidas' eyes. As a member of the Council of Six in Dalaran, he certainly knew about the city of Dalaran and the "sin of evil" of Kasanatier, the dreaded demon king who was active in this world hundreds of years ago. Fate", the dreaded demon king nearly destroyed Dalaran more than once, but after Merry Winterwind sealed him in his body, there was no news about this dreaded demon king.
Now it seems that Merry Dongfeng, who disappeared several years ago, may have...
"boom"
The archmage's icy cane swung backwards, and the entire passageway in the underground hall was covered with bone-chilling frost. He stared at the Dreadlord who was bathed in the magic storm in front of him, and said in a deep voice:
"Just kill you... the Dreadlord! The barrier can still be repaired! You are just a victim of your evil master, you are only a trap for yourself."
"No no no no!"
Varimathras didn't panic in the face of the battle mages lined up. It stretched its wings on its back. In the blue magic storm, the figure of the dreaded demon king looked even more hideous.
"I have a helper, too! Look, here it comes!"
Amidst the sinister laughter of Lord Nathrezim, the ground of the frozen underground hall began to sway strangely. Between the flickering of the shattered ice, thick frost hung all over his body, like a giant beetle, with a sharp edge like a siege The crypt lord with hammer-like forelimbs appeared in front of the mages in a silent and shocking way.
Anub'arak's pair of ice-blue eyes stared ruthlessly at the human in front of him. Between the heavy and sharp forelimbs, it made an obscure and deep voice:
"The disease of fear destroys the living and the dead...but pardon awaits..."
"Time flies... Where should your blood go?"
"swish"
The figure of Varimathras appeared above Anub'arak's thick carapace in a flash. Its wings representing endless darkness suddenly opened at this moment. It stared at the mages below and said in a deep voice:
"My friend always talks so poetically, sorry but I'm a slob so I'll say..."
"Kill, without pardon!"
"crash"
In the screaming sound of the Dread Demon King, its body suddenly turned into insects flying all over the sky, carrying a deadly disease, roaring towards the battle mages in front of it. Pointing to the ground, the thick ice was like a city wall trying to block the crypt lord who was slowly approaching in front of him.
but...
"boom"
After two loud bangs, the thick ice wall collapsed in an instant, and the crypt lord's forelimbs were covered with frosty debris. Under the will of the Lich King, this behemoth was ready to bloodbath the living of the city.
And at the same time as the battle below the city started, above the city, at the moment when the great knight Turalyon was about to enter the portal, the violet enchantment in the sky of Dalaran appeared in front of everyone in an instant, The purple light curtain danced with sparks, amidst the screams of the mages, a loud noise exploded in the sky, and the next moment, the purple barrier protecting the entire city shattered in an instant.
And the impatient crypt lords, those necromancers who belonged to the oldest nerubian emperor Anub'arak, like their invincible kings, came from the unprotected ground of Dalaran. Rolling out from below, those huge bugs appeared under the sun for the first time. They screamed and opened their thick carapaces. The tall Vrykul undead roared and waved their weapons like black turbidity. rushed to the empty city.
And outside the city, those brainless undead wandering around Tirisfal Glade and Lake Lordamere also accepted the order from the Lich King at the same moment, they roared, the anger brought by death swept over them Breeding in the body, they began to run, and began to rush to the place where everything ended.
Looking from the sky, endless corpses rushed towards Dalaran in all directions, and the magic city that had lost all defenses was about to be completely submerged by the tide of death.
"What's the matter? What's the matter?"
The great knight Turalyon grabbed the distraught mage beside him, and questioned loudly, the mage was already frightened by this scene, he couldn't speak, and could only shake his head crazily.
"The undead are coming!"
The great knight threw down the mage in his hand, and he shouted to the last batch of paladins behind him who had not yet entered the portal:
"Knights, array! Protect the teleportation hall!"
"swish"
With an order, the well-trained paladins began to build a line of defense in front of the portal hall, while the grim-faced grand knight looked back at the mages behind him, and shouted loudly:
"You! Gather all the people in the city and let them pass through the portal! This city... this city is going to become a battlefield!"