Chapter 511 Brothers

Vanessa had already anticipated this battle. No one dared to steal the show from her at this time, and there was no need.

Wearing the full armor of the Alliance Grand Marshal, she jumped onto the dragon's back, her golden helmet and golden armor shining brightly in the dazzling sunlight. This duel was extremely important to Lordaeron and to her personally, minus Yogg-Saron. The fight in the environment was the first time she faced the Lich King. It was of great significance. She even wore the crown that had been sealed for a long time.

In order to prevent the crown from falling off, she also used her hair to covertly wrap the crown twice.

With a high-pitched dragon roar, she drew out the Stormka War Destroyer, and while the blade reflected thousands of rays of light, she lightly kicked the black dragon with her left foot, signaling you, a foodie, to take off quickly.

"Dad, I can't seem to beat that guy?"

"Shut up! Be quiet!"

Vanessa estimates that the black dragon cannot defeat Sindrgosa. In the hierarchy of dragons, the strength of the guardian dragon's spouse is generally stronger than that of the second generation dragon, especially now that Onyxia has been divided into two parts. Second, the part that was separated also took away some blood, so it is normal that it cannot be beaten.

And...not only could the black dragon not be able to defeat the frost dragon, she also estimated that she could not defeat the Lich King. In the previous battle in the fantasy world, she had mostly cheated, and the Lich King at that time was not at full strength.

Although he knew he was outmatched, he still had to be tough in front of the two armies.

She has her own advantages. She is good at aerial combat. Even without the black dragon, she can fly by herself. Can the Lich King do it? Throw this bastard to death!

She rode the black dragon and faced the Lich King from a distance.

"Let me tell you personally, when everything is over, you will kneel down and beg for my forgiveness, and I will refuse you, and your painful wails will resound throughout Northrend!" The Lich King said with a cold tone. It means that in his eyes, Vanessa is no different from Illidan and Kael'thas who challenged him before. Regardless of whether she is a sister or not, she can still be killed.

Sensing his killing intent, Sindgosa's broken throat also let out a hoarse roar.

Vanessa felt that the foodie black dragon beneath her was shaking a little, so she quickly transferred part of her fire power. Hold on, don't give in!

Clearing her throat, she used the power of nature to strengthen her voice, and then she said: "It's you who deserve to die! The entire nature of Northrend will kill you! They all stand with me, and today it's you The end of the world!"

The Lich King did not reply, but instead released his fear aura with all his strength, and saw a faint frost visible to the naked eye, centered on him, spreading crazily in all directions.

It was as if the physical mental power turned into ice and quickly passed over the bodies of the coalition soldiers. Not only did it take away their body temperature, it also seemed to take away their courage and belief. More than 3,000 coalition soldiers in the front camp were thrown away. The weapon in his own hand.

"That's all you have to do! I said you were a fool before, and I still think so. You know nothing about power—" Vanessa said with disdain in her tone. Druid doesn't have this kind of thing. In terms of aura skills, she doesn't have the powerful mental power of the Lich King, but she has the World Tree Vordrassil as her back, which is what she relies on.

"Pa" she snapped her fingers behind her, and the incredibly huge vitality of the World Tree also surged in all directions.

This time, the faces of the coalition soldiers looked much better. Beautiful memories filled their hearts. Their love for life allowed them to defeat fear, straighten their backs again, and hold on to their swords.

On the other hand, the undead army was a bit pitiful in the face of the huge life force. Hundreds of low-level ghouls exploded to death. Many stupid abominations were also confused. They didn't know what happened to their bodies. Only those lichs Necromancers and necromancers can cast spells to resist the erosion of vitality.

"No matter you are Arthas, the Lich King, or something else weird! I want to tell you one thing, we are not afraid of you! There is only one fate for you, and that is death!"

The first large-scale battle between the two sides began.

Although the coalition soldiers felt that this was very dishonorable, they still entered their respective positions and used long-range weapons, horse barriers, wooden fences, and deep pits to kill and hinder the fierce onslaught of the undead army.

The soldiers hid behind the defensive settings, raised their spears or sledgehammers, and slammed the heads of the undead soldiers.

It is forbidden to charge, it is forbidden to leave the camp, priority is given to the use of long-range weapons, and the bodies of comrades are recovered in time. Vanessa knows that these measures are a bit unacceptable to the soldiers of Azeroth. Currently, this is a coalition army and a joint operation of all countries. It wasn't her word, but she pushed on anyway.

This is the best way to deal with an undead army that is three times the size of our own and fight a defensive battle.

"Kill! Kill!" Reno Mograine, who was already middle-aged and wearing full armor, waved his warhammer and roared repeatedly.

Sally Whitemane, who was mistakenly called a dog-girlfriend, but actually had an ordinary relationship, was assisting him.

The female priest has a morbid desire to kill the undead. She constantly shines the holy light on the team of the undead. Whenever she sees these walking corpses being burned to ashes, she will show a sweet smile of satisfaction.

She enjoys this kind of battle, but Renault Mograine has another idea.

There is atonement, regret, and escape. The specific state of mind is not clear to this strong man who has killed countless undead. Whenever he sees old Fording carrying his father's Ashbringer, he will feel it. Huge loss. UUkanshu www.uukanshu.net

A big mistake has been made. According to the teachings of the Holy Light of mankind, he who killed his father is a beast. Cutting into pieces with a thousand cuts is not enough to describe his guilt. But the Holy Light has not left him. As long as he wants to, he will still Able to call upon the Holy Light.

This made the middle-aged man puzzled. He couldn't figure out why he could still use the Holy Light. The deep-rooted concept made him mistakenly believe that the Holy Light had given him a higher mission. Even though his heart was extremely painful, he still kept fighting, waiting for the ultimate moment when the Holy Light took the initiative to leave him, or when he breathed his last breath.

Renault Mograine wielded the war hammer with both hands, and the strength in his body seemed to be inexhaustible. He turned a blind eye to non-fatal attacks. He knew that his companions would heal these wounds. He shouted for war in order to attract more undead. to attack yourself.

"You are not worthy of using the Holy Light at all! My father's soul will curse you, you beast!" Darion Mograine, who looks somewhat similar to him, uses two swords to kill a spider demon who is preparing for a sneak attack. Then he shouted loudly.

"You can come and kill me at any time." Renault Mograine didn't care about these insults at all.

"I want to watch you die!" Darion Mograine said viciously.