"The great Lich King is the sky of this world! He is the earth of this world! Everything in the world will eventually return to the arms of death - death is your only destination!" During the time when Naxxramas was raging on the earth, the power of the Cult of the Curse rose again, seducing many weak-willed people to join the cult.
Seeing the terrifying fortress in the sky that no one could control, many people despaired. They joined the Cult of the Curse with humble figures and became slaves of the Lich King as living people.
But, I wonder if they will regret what happened today?
At this moment, Dalaran had already turned almost half a circle clockwise. When the illusion in front of him was removed, Kel'Thuzad was almost going crazy.
Because, to the north of the sky city of Dalaran, it's something completely different.
More than 3,000 large artillery pieces were arranged along the slope of the Sky City, as dense as a primeval forest. These terrifying steel creations had nothing to do with the magical city of Dalaran, which was the most surprising thing.
It was not until this moment that Kel'Thuzad realized that everything was a routine.
First, they used Dalaran's magic to bombard the Scourge, deceiving the Scourge into switching all their defenses to magic. Then they forcibly broke the shield and switched to outright physical attacks. This series of tactics completely trapped the Scourge.
It is impossible for a city in the sky to only be equipped with something as soft as a 460mm naval gun.
Since Duke, the Alliance commander and temporary Speaker of the Kirin Tor, is here, naturally no one will be able to oppose the dwarven artillery regiment's deployment.
The 3600mm Cannon is the ultimate answer given by the dwarves.
This 7.0 upgraded version of the "Small Cannon" in the second Dark Gate final battle is a huge mortar that is so powerful that the barrel alone is more than one meter thick.
The entire gun barrel is 25 meters long and the entire gun's combat weight exceeds 100 tons.
Because the barrel was too simple and violent, and the size and weight of the shells were too terrible, it was impossible to install a recoil brake. As a result, in order to avoid collapsing the ground, they had to place a constant floating magic array and a water element gun seat cushion similar to a hydraulic device under the gun mount.
Fire the Cannons, blast him!
For a moment, Kel'Thuzad felt that something was wrong, so he teleported out of the fortress and activated Artillery Shell Protection, using his Dawn Sun-level magic power to shoot away most of the largest shells.
The hateful thing is that there are just too many of these shells.
The trajectory of the projectiles was strange, and they were flying all over the place.
Some of them fell into the sea without any care, and created terrifying water columns more than ten meters high.
Some of them, if you try to block them, will mysteriously turn their heads and explode onto Naxxramas.
When a single mortar shell weighing more than 4 tons was fired upon Naxxramas, the undead were left with only one feeling - the earth was breaking apart and the sky was collapsing.
Under the horrified gazes of all the undead, the black spot flying out from Dalaran was rapidly growing larger, easily blasting through the thick outer walls of the fortress, breaking through the layers made of solid stone, and after penetrating dozens of layers, it emitted an overwhelming explosion.
In every room and hall, the undead creatures on the floor slid down to the lower levels as the floor collapsed. The unlucky ones at the bottom fell directly into the sea.
The entire fortress shook violently. The black witch Farina, who had been trying to maintain her noble and elegant temperament, screamed and was thrown away by the violent impact.
Although her magic shield protected her well, the strong impact still made her dizzy. She just tried to stand up, but was hit by a new round of impact. She was just an inch away from hitting her forehead against the wall.
"Ouch!" She danced with her hands trying to grab something, but ended up grabbing a broken skeleton arm that belonged to some low-level lich. She screamed and threw the arm away in disgust.
In the fortress, almost every being tried to grab the nearest fixed object within reach, but this did not help the situation of the fortress.
Buildings and rooms were completely torn apart after continuous explosions. Bricks and stones covered with magical marks, rotten wooden boards, beams and pillars engraved with evil runes, and meaningless dust all collapsed without any distinction and turned into mud and ash fragments that fell into the sea.
Everyone can see that if things continue like this, it won't be long before the Scourge's greatest floating fortress becomes a ruin and falls on the shore of the Endless Sea.
"Sapphiron!" Kel'Thuzad could no longer bear it and called out his strongest fighter, Sapphiron, the frost dragon who was a powerful blue dragon in life.
He needed a vanguard to clear the way for Naxxramas to collide with Dalaran.
The huge frost dragon flew out with dozens of minions and hundreds of gargoyles. However, it ran into its opponent before it had flown far.
"Hey! Mount, it's time to work!" Duke sent a message through magic.
"Hmph! He calls people 'Ouni' even when he's happy!" The Black Dragon Princess complained proudly in the secret channel.
Duke's face turned a little dark: "Stop talking nonsense and get to work!"
"I know! I know—"
Led by Onyxia, a dozen Alliance warriors riding pure-blooded fire eagles, together with more than 3,000 griffon riders and dragon eagle riders swooped down from the clouds and fought with Sapphiron and other Scourge air forces.
The Scourge was stunned.
Kel'Thuzad saw clearly that the Alliance had almost calculated all the responses of the Scourge. If this continued, Naxxramas would only be doomed to destruction.
"No! It shouldn't be like this!" The great lich finally panicked.
As Naxxramas approached Dalaran, the terrifying giant mortars became more and more accurate. The accuracy of the thing was terrible at three kilometers away, but the closer it got, the more terrifying it became.
"My Lord! The military zone was severely damaged. Instructor Razuvious and his Death Knight apprentice fell into the sea."
"The tectonic zone is destroyed and Grobrus is shattered!"
"Sir! Please instruct——"
The mental connection circuits of the dead are filled with desperate cries.
The sky was filled with the roars of the dwarves and the war songs of the blood elves. These former high elves had not forgotten what the Scourge had done in Eversong Woods and Silvermoon City. Led by Ranger General Vereesa, they sang the war songs that had been widely circulated when the Troll Empire was still wreaking havoc on the continent of Lordaeron.
"The dragon eagle flaps its wings, raises its bow and arrow, destroys evil, and protects our forest—"
They or their predecessors sang the same war song when they fought alongside humans 2,800 years ago. 2,800 years later, when this sacred and ancient song was sung, it once again reminded people of that sacred and solemn oath.
Three thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye, and more races have joined the war against evil!
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The Sky-Breaking Plan is to break the evil's rule over the sky.
Be it humans, elves, the major races of the Alliance and the Horde, none of them have the ability to soar into the blue sky.
During these days, the undead's evil fortress Naxxramas has been harassing them like flies. It harasses the strong and destroys the weak. Which race, which kingdom, which clan is not angry?
The rice ears in the farmlands were once again infected with the plague, the green trees in the forest became withered, and even many small herbivorous animals like rabbits became biting.
This hatred was vented to the fullest in Naxxramas today.
"Fire! Fire! Fire! Don't worry about whether the barrel will explode. If the guns don't explode, it proves that you are lazy." Brian Bronzebeard personally commanded the artillery formation on the city of Dalaran.
Even in the middle of the night, everyone could see that the evil floating fortress with flames shooting up into the sky was already on the verge of collapse.
"Retreat--" Kel'Thuzad had no choice but to give this order.
If Naxxramas was in good condition, it would not be afraid of such a level of artillery. The problem was that the first main Cannon of Dalaran had destroyed Naxxramas' strongest magic defense system. Most of the thirty-six psychic arrays that served as nodes collapsed. It would take more than a month or half a quarter to reorganize.
If he doesn't retreat now, the mobile fortress given to him by the Lich King will be destroyed here.
The moment before, Naxxramas was rushing towards Dalaran, and Dalaran slowly retreated, using heavy artillery fire to try to sink the fortress before Naxxramas rushed over.
The next moment, everyone noticed that this huge floating fortress began to turn.
"Want to run?" All commanders with a bit of brains realized that Kel'Thuzad was going to run away. Duke stood up from the command seat: "Magni! The first stage goal has been achieved. The rest is up to you."
Although Magni was prepared, he was still a little stunned: "Does it have to be you, the leader of the Alliance, who takes the risk yourself?"
Duke smiled coolly: "There are some things that only I can do. And my woman is trapped. If I don't save her, who will?"
Duke's words undoubtedly confirmed the gossip between him, Sylvanas, and Tyrande. Of course, the dwarves didn't care about this at all.
"Be careful!" Kurdran attacked, and the remaining Magni and Gelbin warned Duke at the same time.
Duke smiled and said, "Don't worry, Kel'Thuzad alone can't stop me!"
Every strong man has his own mission. When Magni took over the Skybreaker, the fighting style of the entire fleet changed.
Sexy!
Indescribably sexy!
The three ships each went their own way. The Flying Dutchman made an S-shaped serpentine maneuver, the Skybreaker relied on its powerful magical protection and extremely thick armor plating to move straight in a figure 1, and finally the Black Pearl attacked in a figure 3.
The air fleet distanced itself from Naxxramas and only used guerrilla warfare to deal with the aerial fortress.
If the air fleet fought Naxxramas to the death, Kel'Thuzad would definitely take down all the Alliance airships first. Now it has become a guerrilla war, and Dalaran is still chasing after him. Even if he uses his dry toes to think about the problem, he knows that if Naxxramas continues like this, it will definitely not survive the Endless Sea. I'm afraid it will fall into the sea and be destroyed. That is the only outcome.
Kel'Thuzad didn't want to fall into the sea, which was said to be the territory of N'Zoth, the most difficult of the Old Gods of Azeroth.
Back at the command center, Kel'Thuzad's eyes glowed red: "Everyone, get ready! We are going to implement Operation Chill Wind!"
When Kel'Thuzad mentioned this name, all his subordinates were stunned.
At this moment, Duke contacted Thrall using magic message.
In the magic mirror, the young chief looked much older. Although he was only in his early twenties, Duke saw that there were a few pale silver hairs on Thrall's temples.
"I heard Grom talk about the success of Blackwing Lair. First of all, thank you for your help to the Horde. On behalf of the Horde, I would like to express my highest gratitude to the Alliance for the successful killing of the traitor. And what do you want to do now?" Thrall saluted Duke without any humility.
"Regarding your previous request for assistance from the Alliance..."
"the Alliance is finally willing to send troops!?" Although Thrall tried hard to suppress his emotions, his eyes were full of desire.
It's not his fault. The swarm of Zerg that emerged from Ahn'Qiraj in Silithus was too terrifying. Even with hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians of the Horde working together, they were powerless to fight against this terrifying tide of Zerg.
In addition, the ravages of Naxxramas swept through almost all the main cities of every race in the Horde, further dampening the will of the tribal people to fight.
It is no exaggeration to say that the Alliance is the only savior of the Horde.
Unfortunately, what Thrall saw was Duke shaking his head: "Until the Alliance has dealt with the Amani trolls and the Hakkari who worship the evil god Hakkar, the Alliance will not be able to march to Kalimdor."
"No... even if it's only the Theramore army and the night elves' troops... considering that the Horde has been cooperating with the Alliance in the war since its rebirth..." Thrall still wanted to play the emotional card.
Duke shook his head firmly.
Thrall shuddered and his eyes dimmed.
"Then...is there anything else? If not..."
At this time, Duke showed a wicked expression: "Just because the Alliance doesn't send troops doesn't mean it can't solve the trouble in Silithus!"
"Huh!?" Thrall's expression was very interesting, and when he heard what Duke said, his expression became even more interesting.
A few minutes later, Naxxramas.
Although it was once said that explosions are art, the guy who was treated as a work of art is not having an easy time at the moment.
There were explosions everywhere, choking smoke, and turbulent flows of magical elements.
"Be careful of the Alliance's raid! Report immediately if you spot anyone from the Alliance."
"All curse cultists take off their hoods and submit to inspection!"
It has to be said that Kel'Thuzad was very careful. If anyone was so bold as to put on the black robe of the Cult of the Damned and try to take the opportunity to sneak in, he would definitely die a miserable death.
However, no one would pay attention to a low-level lich like Anand.
Just like that, Anand, who appeared out of nowhere, went straight in and out from the outer area all the way through half of the military zone, occasionally grabbing one or two liches to ask for directions, and came to the core location of Naxxramas.
In the middle of four huge pillars with statues of the Lich King Arthas, there was a green portal. Two liches and four death knights, along with twenty-four powerful abominations, were guarding the portal motionlessly.
No matter how chaotic the outside world is, no matter how many undead monsters are running around in panic, no monster would be so blind as to approach here.
This is an absolute forbidden area!
Suddenly, they saw Kel'Thuzad coming.
"Sir!? Why are you here?" The leading lich was very surprised by Kel'Thuzad's appearance. In his imagination, a big man like Kel'Thuzad should be sitting in the core, why would he come here?
"Do you need to interfere in my work?" Kel'Thuzad's eyes glowed red, and the rich magical fluctuations of the Sun-class with a frosty aura almost choked the Moon-class lich to the point that his soul was unstable.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Several liches and death knights didn't dare to say a word and simply stepped aside.
Kel'Thuzad floated over.
What puzzled them was why it seemed to take Kel'Thuzad a few seconds longer to open the portal this time?
In the past, it would go in instantly.
But the white teleportation light lit up, so there was nothing they could do about it.
Kel'Thuzad was instantly teleported from Naxxramas to a different dimension. Strictly speaking, this was no longer inside Naxxramas, but it was still a special dimension that depended on the existence of Naxxramas.
Everywhere you look, there is a frosty atmosphere.
The huge palace steps were covered with icicles, and ordinary people would slip if they walked on them carelessly. Of course, for a top lich who floated around all year round, slipping was just a joke.
This is the lair of the frost dragon Sapphiron.
Although Sapphiron, the blue dragon, has been dead for many years, his dragon-like nature of guarding his lair has not disappeared. As long as he is here, he is the most reliable guard!
It seemed that because of Sapphiron's attack, Kel'Thuzad had to come.
Because next to the dragon's nest, imprisoned by a high-intensity magic circle, were the two leaders of the Alliance - Queen Sylvanas of the Sin'dorei and High Priestess Tyrande of the Night Elfs.
These two most stunning beauties in this world were still cuddling and hugging each other as if they had just been captured.
Two beautiful faces are so close to each other, it's really as beautiful as a lily, but it's a pity that they are hibernating.
Kel'Thuzad easily dismantled the magic circle composed of more than 100,000 magic runes and walked straight into it.
Then, one of his huge claws pierced through the milky white moonlight protection of the moon goddess Elune without any hindrance, and one hand rested on Sylvanas's white, slender and perfectly plump legs and began to caress them.
Tyrande was the first to wake up!
"Ah! Kel'Thuzad, you actually..." She was trembling. She never expected that the goddess' defense, which she thought was impossible to be broken by Kel'Thuzad, would be broken through so easily.
Then, wouldn't they be killed and turned into terrible death banshees...the evil will control them. Even if they can resist Kel'Thuzad's mental control with their strong will like Uther did, they will be separated from Duke forever.
For the sake of their race and their people, they were not afraid of death. But if she had to say goodbye to Duke forever, Tyrande would never let him go!
This scene almost made Tyrande collapse.
She knew that the power of the Moon Goddess was extremely weak here. One hundred units of Moon Power could only reach one percent at most. However, at the most critical moment of her life, Tyrande chanted the spell without hesitation and tried to move her body, which had weakened due to hunger, to attack Kel'Thuzad.
Ranger-priests are not good at close combat, but liches who are born as mages are even worse.
This was Tyrande's last desperate attempt.
Just as she was about to stab Kel'Thuzad's head with the ejected dagger, an even more unexpected scene appeared.
At the same gate that Kel'Thuzad entered, at this moment, another Kel'Thuzad appeared.
"Ah!?" Tyrande exclaimed, and her movements, which were already slow to begin with, became even slower.
Two Kel'Thuzads!?
What the hell is this?
Not to mention Tyrande's surprise, Kel'Thuzad at the door was also shocked. He also couldn't imagine why an identical self would appear here.
Whether it is the appearance, aura, or even the magic fluctuations and soul fluctuations, they are exactly the same.
How is this possible!?
He subconsciously asked: "Who are you!?"
"Me? Of course I am Kel'Thuzad!" Kel'Thuzad, with his back to the door and touching Queen Sheil's thigh, dodged and immediately moved to the other side. He shamelessly grabbed Tyrande's Mount Hyjal with his other claw.
This action made Tyrande scream on the spot.
Suddenly, Sylvanas woke up and said, "Why are you screaming? It's not that pervert Duke. Would a lich without that thing touch us like this?"
Tyrande was stunned, and then she realized that this method was so familiar! And the touch was definitely not bone.
The next moment, the lich who was supposed to be a skeleton and holding the two women began to shed his phantom disguise, revealing a mean Duke.
Duke completely ignored Kel'Thuzad and turned to ask Queen Aria earnestly, "How do you know it must be me?"
The weak Sylvanas gave Duke a fierce look: "Who else would come up and touch my legs except you?"
"Good answer! It's worth it that I love you so much." Duke went up to her and kissed Sylvanas with a lustful look.
Beside her, Tyrande was both happy and surprised. She wanted to give Duke a passionate kiss, but when she thought of the powerful enemies surrounding her, her clear eyes were inevitably clouded: "Duke, you shouldn't have come."
"Then I'll do it, are you happy?" Duke grinned.
"Happy, but..."
Duke didn't say anything and gave her a deep kiss.
At this time, Kel'Thuzad at the door couldn't help it and sneered like a night owl: "Hehe, she's right, you shouldn't have come. I thought this would be a setback for the Scourge, but unexpectedly, we still win in the end! Hehe! As long as we kill you! The great Lich King will have another powerful lich subordinate. And two good banshees! Hahahaha!"
Kel'Thuzad's words made Tyrande tremble a little.
Surprisingly, Sylvanas remained unmoved.
Tyrande suddenly realized this, and then she understood it, and let Duke's big hand continue to do evil. Because it was Duke's performance time.
As expected, Duke was lying on his back at a 45-degree angle, showing Kel'Thuzad his two big nostrils. Then, as expected, he sneered.
"Humph! You fool, do you really think you can defeat me just because I run into your fortress? You schemed against my men and women, but am I not also scheming against you? Perhaps, when it comes to undead magic, I am not as good as you... But, when it comes to space magic, you are not even worthy of carrying my shoes!"
Duke's words immediately reminded Kel'Thuzad of something bad.
But as the words fell, the entire fortress suddenly shook violently. Kel'Thuzad did not have a chance to react at all, and the next moment the entire Naxxramas began an extremely exaggerated space teleportation.
Outside, the Alliance had already sensed something was wrong when the Frost Dragon Sapphiron began to withdraw. Now, suddenly seeing a huge portal halo from the hood of Naxxramas, the Alliance warriors were all furious.
"Go! Chase after them!"
"Don't let these undead monsters escape!"
"Fire, fire!"
"Where's Dalaran? What are you doing? Fire another main Cannon shot at this floating tomb!"
There were curses everywhere, and the entire Alliance's magic communication network was filled with calls for help from the higher-ups to find a way to keep Naxxramas.
Everyone held their breath!
Now that they have finally formed a siege and the Alliance has the upper hand, they see the cooked duck about to fly away. Who can tolerate this! ?
At this moment, three flares suddenly rose above Dalaran. They spread out in a circle at a higher altitude, accompanied by special light and shadow effects, which was very beautiful - red, yellow, and blue!
"Is this... a retreat signal!?"
Every dwarf griffin knight and elven dragon eagle knight was dumbfounded when they saw this signal.
Not only in Dalaran, but also on the Skybreaker, the same flare was raised.
It turned out that the top leaders of the Alliance gave a unanimous order to retreat!
No matter how unwilling they were, since they wore the Alliance badge, they were Alliance soldiers, and the Alliance military's orders were absolute. If they disobeyed orders, even their own king would not be able to protect them!
On the first day of joining the Allied Army, every soldier was repeatedly told and emphasized this by his country's generals.
The Allied air force reluctantly withdrew.
Not only the air force, but also Dalaran was in turmoil.
A large group of mid- and high-level mages surrounded the command center, demanding an explanation from Jaina.
"Why did you give up the pursuit?"
"We should just crash into Dalaran and fight those disgusting undead monsters!"
Amid the surging crowd, Jaina's voice was almost drowned out.
No, it was like three thousand ducks were talking at the same time.
Jaina was getting more and more depressed and angry. She wanted to persuade these hot-headed guys at first, but some guys who were originally forcibly promoted to the Archmage level had the nerve to point fingers at her, and their fingers were about to poke her in the face.
Jaina was upset.
Isn't this a slap in the face?
No! This was already a violation of the rules, rubbing her Jaina's face on the ground.
These guys took advantage of the fact that this was Dalaran, where status was determined only by magic levels, and ignored her status as the queen. They put themselves in the realm of magic, thinking they were "reasoning" with her on an equal footing.
Suddenly unwilling!
As the disciple and partner of the most powerful mage Edmund Duke, Jaina was under a lot of pressure. Especially after Rhonin was promoted to the Grand Mage of the Sun, she was under even greater pressure. Although she was younger than Rhonin, she had reached the peak of the Mage of the Moon in terms of body, mind, experience, and even accumulation, but she just couldn't cross the last threshold.
Rhonin was lost in another dimension, and Duke was the speaker of the Kirin Tor. Of course, no one would have objected. But when Duke was gone and Dalaran was handed over to Jaina, many archmages were a little unhappy.
This has directly led to the current situation of public criticism.
depressed!
Accumulate anger!
Then...
Then Jaina suddenly figured it out!
Without any warning, a strong frost aura suddenly bloomed in the entire Mage Tower headquarters. This aura was so pure and oppressive that even though the essence of this power was ice, it was as eye-catching as a beacon in the dark night in the perception of every mage.
The command center, which was in chaos a moment ago, suddenly became dead silent.
For a mage, the gap between each level is as huge as the difference between heaven and earth. In every era, there are thousands and thousands of mages who are stuck at the level of promotion and can never make any progress in their entire lives.
Especially Dawn. In the 2,800-year history of Dalaran, there was no Dawn-level mage in charge for more than half of the time.
Before, there was Antonidas, then there was Duke, and then there was Rhonin who inherited Duke's legacy. I thought Dalaran was lucky enough. Who would have thought that at this seemingly nonsensical time, there seemed to be another Archmage of the Sun.
"Lord Proudmoore... have you been promoted to Archmage of the Dawn?" Grand Astrologer Solarian asked cautiously in a low voice.
"Yes, that's right!" Jaina was in high spirits. She shook her long golden hair and looked very confident.
"How did you...get promoted?"
"Nothing, I just suddenly came to my senses and got promoted!" Jaina said lightly. In fact, the key was that Duke asked her to preside over the firing of the Dalaran magic Cannon. While operating this terrible magic Cannon, she gained unimaginable experience and understanding of magic power. This was the key to her promotion.
However, she still had a little regret, because she borrowed the insights of the arcane system and applied them to her frost system. She was promoted to Antonidas as a frost master, not like Duke who was promoted in all systems. She was only specialized, while Duke was specialized and comprehensive. In the future, she would undoubtedly not be able to compare with Duke.
Of course, this is enough to make everyone around you envious and jealous.
The guys who dared to criticize Jaina just a moment ago were all silent. Not to mention farting, they were afraid that even breathing loudly would be remembered by Jaina and she would make things difficult for him (her). A Grand Magus! Just thinking about it makes me piss.
As a queen, she naturally has the aura of a queen. With a wave of her jade hand, Jaina said that revenge would not take place overnight: "As a commander, if you can't even stay calm, how can you let your subordinates stay calm in the face of the battle? Are you all full of enthusiasm, and then fall into the trap of the Scourge, and finally die and become slaves of Arthas?"
What Jaina said was that these guys had no talent.
Well! Those guys who wanted to gain some popularity will never be able to join the Kirin Tor Council again.
After scolding her subordinates, Jaina said, "All of this is part of the Alliance's plan. We just want to escape from Naxxramas. As for where to escape to, everyone will know soon."
In Naxxramas, Kel'Thuzad was going crazy. His so-called "Cold Wind Plan" was a top secret in Naxxramas. If Naxxramas could not hold on, he would activate the power left by His Majesty the Lich King and teleport the entire fortress back to the Icecrown Citadel in Northrend through the pre-determined spatial coordinates in an instant.
But now the transmission is over, and Duke and the other two have run away without anyone knowing.
The fortress had somehow lost its power to float and was beginning to fall at high speed. Through the magic mirror, Kel'Thuzad saw the yellow sand outside...
After the great Titan creations defeated the Old Gods, High Guardian Reid assigned a group of Tol'vir and Anubisath to guard the Forge of Origin in Uldum forever, while he led the rest of his men to the northwest land, which would later become Silithus.
This desolate and barren area is where the prison of the ancient god C'Thun is located. Lei led his assistants to greatly expand the prison, and finally built the solid fortress of Ahn'Qiraj. After completing all this, the Great Guardian ordered the remaining Titan creations to guard the fortress.
Anubisath is a great creation of the Titans. After the fall of the Dark Empire, these Titan creations, together with Torvis, carried out the order of the Great Guardian Reid - to guard C'Thun's prison - Ahn'Qiraj for eternity.
However, in front of the Zerg army led by the Ancient God General Kishix, the Anubis could not escape the fate of being enslaved.
As time passed, after the war with the Troll Empire ended, the descendants of the Aqir hid underground. As for how ferocious the swarms deep underground were, I'm afraid that the whole of Azeroth has forgotten it at this moment.
One of the swarms, the Qiraji, has long since colonized the ancient fortress of Ahn'Qiraj, a mighty fortress that served as a prison for C'Thun. But now only the Zerg slumber in the lifeless sandstone corridors of Ahn'Qiraj.
Although Azshara and her night elf empire once knew of the existence of this fortress, it still could not prevent it from being forgotten in the long river of time. And from the obelisk of this fortress, extending from the vast and desolate Silithus Desert, this is one of the reasons why there are not many creatures living around Ahn'Qiraj.
It was not until the Archdruid Fandral Staghelm ordered the revival of the land of Silithus that Ahn'Qiraj once again entered the elves' vision. He sent his brave son Valstann and a team of druids he trusted to carry out this task.
Because Valarstan's exploration in Ahn'Qiraj awakened the insects, the famous first battle of the quicksands took place. Similarly, in this battle, this bad guy was ambushed and died with a group of elite druids.
As for Fandral's grief, that is another matter.
In this battle, three dragons, Arygos, the dream dragon Mylinsera and Kelestrasz, sacrificed their lives to create the Scarab Wall. Although the Scarab Wall successfully sealed the Qiraji, the Zerg Empire was still ready to move.
Until today…
This is different from the original history, in which Ragnaros of Molten Core and Nefarian of Blackwing Lair took turns to fight, and only then were the Alliance and the Horde able to join forces to eliminate the enemies one by one.
In this life, several evil factions launched an attack together, and the Alliance army was trapped in the Eastern Kingdoms. Although the Wyrmrest Temple wanted to organize mortals to encircle and suppress Ahn'Qiraj in Silithus, it was powerless.
While maintaining the front line outside the atmosphere of Azeroth, Wyrmrest Temple cannot deploy too many troops.
The dragon breath of dozens of giant dragons and more than two hundred adult dragons is simply not enough to clear away the overwhelming number of insects, most of which are flying insects.
Coupled with the disappearance of the night elf high priestess Tyrande (the Alliance did not announce the news of her capture), the night elf army that the Horde had originally hoped to rely on did not move at all. As a result, the situation in Ahn'Qiraj became a little deteriorating.
At this time, Alexstrasza, who had just bitten off the head of a void lord, suddenly received a message: "What? He helped me control the situation in Ahn'Qiraj? He finally dealt with that kid Nefarian, and is he ready to free up his hands to lead the army across the sea?"
"No, in fact, the Alliance did not send a large army across the sea, because they still have to deal with the Amani trolls and the evil god Hakkar." Krasus looked bitter.
"Then why can he help me deal with Ahn'Qiraj?" The Red Dragon Queen was stunned. If someone else said this to her, she might have already breathed a dragon's breath to teach him a lesson.
"He said... I'd like you to watch the blockbuster of the year, The Fall of Naxxramas!"
"ha!?"
Alexstrasza hurried back to the floating fortress outside the atmosphere. This was a great creation left by the Titans. Through the magic mirror in the fortress, she saw a scene that stunned her.
Not only her, but everyone who saw this scene was so scared that their jaws dropped to the ground.
In Dalaran, through the pre-set Mage's Eye, Duke held Sylvanas' shoulders with his left hand and Tyrande's slender waist with his right hand. He only lacked popcorn and Coke, and watched the scene comfortably.
She successfully escaped and returned, but even so, when she recalled the scene just now, Sylvanas still felt her heart beating wildly.
"Duke, how did you do it? You disguised yourself as Kel'Thuzad to sneak in, and then rescued us." Although Queen She-Robin was reluctant to admit that her lover was so awesome, the always arrogant Queen couldn't help but show a look of worship in her eyes.
This was very useful to Duke.
Tyrande's slender fingers seemed to be wandering on Duke's chest meaninglessly. "Have you forgotten that this guy pretended to be a Void Lord in the War of the Ancients? Duke is also very good at going behind enemy lines! He even took me for himself..."
Duke cried out in injustice on the spot: "Hey, if I hadn't helped you back then, you would have become the devil's plaything a long time ago?"
"Yes, yes, yes! When I recover my strength, I will definitely repay you," Tyrande replied with a charming look.
In fact, Duke's infiltration was worthless. Since he was able to impersonate the Void Lord, his control over the evil energy must be perfect.
As the Scourge, which was born out of the Burning Legion, the essence of its power is the same. Before Arthas, who has transformed into the Lich King, wakes up, nothing can be changed.
The next step was easy. Duke first killed a lich, then used the shadow power with fel energy, the soul manipulation ability learned from the Burning Legion, and the Real Illusion created by the system elves to cover the outer bones. Then he used the illusion to pretend to be Kel'Thuzad and used the system to crack those magic defense systems that were extremely simple for him.
If he was asked to pretend to be a death knight, he would most likely be exposed, but pretending to be Kel'Thuzad, who was born as a mage, was too easy.
The only key is that Duke cannot avoid the perception of the frost dragon Sapphiron under normal circumstances.
But after forcing Sapphiron to take action, everything was solved.
As a time traveler, Duke is very clear about Naxxramas' teleportation ability. Although this will consume a lot of mana in Naxxramas, the mana is not his, so what does it have to do with him?
It would have been fine if I didn't teleport to Naxxramas. Once I teleported, someone secretly changed the space coordinates and I was directly teleported to Ahn'Qiraj.
This day is the day of suffering for the insects of Ahn'Qiraj.
What was supposed to be a good hunt turned into a disaster.
In the sky directly above the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, an extremely huge man-made creation crossed the void and appeared above the temple.
This is not a pleasant thing for the insect people.
Because this huge aerial fortress had just appeared, dust, broken tiles, and huge pieces of shattered buildings were already falling from the air like rain.
When the huge fortress was fully revealed in the air, it almost obscured half of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj.
What made the Zerg even more furious was that the other side launched an airborne attack as a provocation. A large number of undead fell from the sky, and as long as they were not smashed into a pulp, even if only half of their bodies were left, even if their spines were exposed, the zombies still frantically attacked all living things.
The targets naturally include giant beetles. These strange insects with four legs, angular bodies and sickle-like mouthparts are actually Vikni warriors of the Qiraji insect people.
The Vikni warriors are quite large, and each insect warrior is as big as a car that Du had before he traveled through time.
Perhaps a hundred zombies cannot kill a Vekni warrior, but as long as one bug is surrounded and killed, that bug will soon turn into a zombie and attack its former companions in turn.
This easily angered the Zerg commander, and they immediately sent out giant ogre guards that were ten stories tall - the Anubisath Sentinels.
In contrast, other large undead creatures began to fall from the sky, such as abominations and even more exaggerated stitched beasts, and they came down to attack Anubisath in the same way.
As a result, a battle began to escalate rapidly before the leaders of both sides could stop it.
In fact, if anyone can control his soldiers, he will know that this is a misunderstanding.
Unfortunately, no leader has that much room.
On the Ahn'Qiraj side, most of the leaders were asleep, but on the Naxxramas side, the aftermath of the explosion did not stop with the teleportation, or rather, it was exacerbated because of the teleportation.
This is an incomplete transmission.
Any normal teleportation would not be so chaotic, using two coordinates that were diametrically opposed at the moment of teleportation. As a result, the teleportation encountered a terrible space crack.
"Glass, the leader of the structural zone... was severely damaged, only half of his body was left, and he can't fight!"
"The suspension system fails! We are falling!" The voice of the Curse Cult wizard who was responsible for reporting reminded the other undead of the dying scream of a chicken before being slaughtered.
"Restart the system!" Kel'Thuzad, who rushed back, screamed.
"No! There's no response. It seems like the soul transmission is blocked by something."
Kel'Thuzad pounced forward personally and directly invaded his mind into the control circuit. Almost in an instant, he discovered that the soul control system that had been unobstructed was interfered with by some private goods. In the suspension system, there was a strong will that was no less powerful than his own.
The entire fortress was falling, but the will was so strong that he couldn't unlock it violently. He could only try to touch it to see what kind of encryption or mystery lock it was.
"Excuse me, what is 1+1?" Duke's voice, which he hated to the extreme, sounded in Kel'Thuzad's consciousness. The voice was frivolous.
"2!" Kel'Thuzad said without hesitation!
"Wrong! 1 and 1 put together is obviously 11." The will that someone left behind is playing rogue.
Kel'Thuzad did not give up and tried again.
"Excuse me, what is 1+1?" Duke's voice was full of seriousness.
"11——" Kel'Thuzad answered decisively!
"Wrong! The first time I asked you, I was teasing you. Didn't you notice that I was serious the second time?"
"..." Kel'thuzad suddenly wanted to kill someone.
Once again!
"Excuse me, what is 1+1?"
Kel'thuzad noticed that Duke's voice was just as serious as the second time. So he answered decisively: "2!"
"Correct, please use Goldbach's conjecture to prove it!"
This time, Kel'Thuzad went absolutely berserk!
Prove it to your sister!
What is the Goldbach conjecture?
What the hell is this?
You're obviously kidding me! ?
As if to confirm Kel'Thuzad's thoughts, Duke's voice appeared again, full of teasing: "Yes! I was just teasing you, so what? Come and bite me if you don't agree?"
Without further ado, the will of Duke remaining in the control center suddenly launched a terrifying mental attack on Kel'Thuzad. When all the attacks came together, it was a Mind Blast that went straight into his sea of spirituality!
"Woo!" They are both the rising sun, and even if there is a gap between them, it is not necessarily a world of difference. A remaining will certainly cannot do anything to Kel'Thuzad.
It's okay to delay for a while.
In the real world outside, a group of undead were waiting for Kel'Thuzad's instructions, but Kel'Thuzad fell into a strange silence. They could only try to save the rapidly falling floating fortress on their own.
"No! At least send out the air force! Open up an attack channel for the gargoyles!" screamed the black witch Farina.
Maybe she was right.
However, under the acceleration of gravity, a huge fortress with a weight of "10,000 tons" fell from a height of a thousand meters. This was tantamount to dropping a terrible tactical nuclear bomb with a TNT equivalent of 10,000 tons on the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj.
The top of the huge temple covered with relief carvings was completely shattered with a sharp roar. The bricks, stones and beams that had stood in the desert of Silithus for countless centuries broke and collapsed, fell to the ground, and were crushed into powder by the stronger impact force.
The Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, the superstructure that imprisoned the Old God C'Thun for more than 25,000 years, was reduced to ruins in a few seconds.
The dust kicked up by the collision covered the entire sky of Silithus. Mixed in with the shattered stone pieces were countless insect limbs.
After an unknown amount of time, the dust finally settled. When the dragons and other forces used their farsighted magic to spy on the past, they found that the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj had disappeared, replaced by only half of Naxxramas.
Of course, this is not the end.
Because the core part of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj is not on the surface at all.
Stimulated, countless beetle guards rushed out from every corner of the temple and crawled madly towards the undead fortress that destroyed their holy land.
Likewise, as long as the undead creatures still had their limbs intact, they fought mercilessly with the beetles that were pouring in like a tide, and a deafening roar ensued.
Whether Kel'Thuzad and C'Thun like it or not, they have been forced to become mortal enemies and must fight until only one side remains.
In the live broadcast of the magic mirror, the Scourge and the Qiraji army were fighting endlessly, and hundreds of undead or Qiraji were destroyed every moment.
If it were somewhere else, Kel'Thuzad might have jumped for joy, because with so many corpses, he would have been able to raise a horrifying undead army that would sweep across half the continent.
Obviously, C'Thun in the deepest part of the ruins of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj would not let Kel'Thuzad do whatever he wanted. At the beginning, many bugs were killed and resurrected as corpse bugs to devour their compatriots.
In addition, the fighting style of the bugs is that you bite my leg and I bite half of your head, which is extremely brutal and direct. Basically, the result of bugs of the same level is that both die. This fighting style is obviously a bit disadvantageous to the bug-pulling man.
But with a small trick of the Old God in his half-asleep state, Kel'Thuzad suddenly discovered that the undead sky curtain that had been applicable everywhere in the past could not hold up over the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj this time.
An older, more evil will is forcibly seizing control of the weather here.
This forced Kel'Thuzad to let his men engage in the most primitive consumption of energy with the Zerg!
In addition to insects, the Qiraji army also has monsters such as Anubisath Giants and Obsidian Golems. The Scourge uses big fat abominations and various deformed large-sized constructs to fight against them.
Whether they were willing or not, the two sides fought so fiercely that the sky was dark and the sun and moon disappeared.
"Go! Kill it!"
"Why do you have to step on it? You can just roll over!"
"Don't you think this lich is funny? Unleashing a swarm storm on a construct?"
"Go forward in horse stance and hit it with left and right hooks!"
The top floor of the Sunrise Mage Tower, the tallest building in Dalaran, was very lively. Almost the entire floor was filled with the shouting of a certain bad alliance commander and the giggling of a charming woman.
"It's so lucky. It breaks my heart to think that if not, the night elf warriors would have to face such monsters with their flesh and blood." Tyrande gently pressed her hand on her sexy collarbone.
"Duke, you are so mean." Sylvanas rarely showed her tender side.
Sylvanas is always remembered as a brave and extraordinary woman. Perhaps due to the circumstances, she was a ranger general in history, bearing the fate of the entire kingdom and the future of the entire Forsaken race.
In this life, although she was crowned as the king and Duke was helping her, the elves' situation was much better. But she had to always wear a mask called strength.
However, after being captured this time, Sylvanas was shocked to find that she was weak in a certain sense. It turned out that at certain times, there were many things that she could not resist or control.
In the most desperate moment, she called out Duke's name——
And Duke did not let her down and responded to her call for help.
From being ambushed by the Burning Legion, to falling into the hands of the enemy, to almost being separated from life and death, to returning safely in a somewhat inexplicable way. Until this moment, Sylvanas still felt as if she was in a dream.
Tyrande beside them was even more calm, because this was not the first time she was captured. She was right beside them, propping her chin on her hand, accompanying them just right.
If Duke wanted to do something fancy, she would accept it.
However, Duke did not force them to do anything. He was considerate of their shock and only whispered to them from time to time.
At the beginning, Duke seemed to have endless desires to release.
Sylvanas's long legs and Tyrande's Mount Hyjal are places where the devil lingers. But over time, you will find that people will change from fanatical love to an inseparable attachment.
It's as if after getting used to each other's presence, they can no longer bear to be apart. It is a strange kind of love mixed with family affection, which is strong and lasting.
"Duke, I got promoted...Huh? You guys aren't together?" Jaina came in excitedly, and was surprised to find that Duke was just hugging her.
Duke bared his teeth and said, "Well, congratulations first, ms. Jaina, the Archmage of the Sun!"
Jaina put her hands on her hips and said, "Hey, my love and teacher, when will you strive for the demigod level?"
"Soon."
Duke already had a vague guess about the requirements for entering the divine realm: the three divinities of fire, arcane, and frost were obviously necessary. But now that he had merged with shadow, he would need at least one divine divinity to balance it out.
This made Duke a little upset.
However, the frost divinity has now taken shape—the frost dragon Sapphiron!
Duke originally thought that he was going to kill Kel'Thuzad, the great frost lich, but who would have thought that his target would be changed to Sapphiron.
If that's the case, it would be much more convenient.
If Sapphiron's divinity is not enough, Duke has an alternative target: Sindragosa, who rescued Arthas in Felwood. This former blue dragon queen, now the mother of the frost dragon, is definitely qualified. However, at the moment when the entire Icecrown Citadel is completely sealed in ten thousand years of ice, Duke has no way to trouble Sindragosa.
As for the divine nature of the Holy System... Duke could only think of the Naaru in Outland. Divinity was certainly a very valuable thing, and if it was the one in Shattrath City, it was not impossible to achieve the goal through negotiation.
The only problem is the arcane.
Duke racked his brains but couldn't figure out where he could get the arcane divinity.
However, we can only wait and see.
At this moment, seeing Jaina seemed to be wagging an invisible tail with an expression that said "please praise me", Duke also smiled.
"Don't you want a reward? Come on! Let me teach you how to use your magic power in the ORZ position..."
Jaina's face turned red in an instant, and even though she hesitated, she still obeyed.
Regardless of Duke's recklessness, Duke played a ruthless game this time, forcing the Scourge and C'Thun to fight each other, which definitely greatly reduced the pressure on the Alliance and the Horde.
the Horde was able to catch its breath. Without the harassment of the flying insect swarm, Thrall was able to successfully complete the work of disaster relief and organizing troops.
This time Thrall gave a clear answer: "If the Alliance can send out 100,000 troops, the Horde can send out 50,000 warriors to cooperate in the attack on Ahn'Qiraj in Silithus."
After the Alliance eliminated Ragnaros and Nefarian, Duke handed the task of dealing with Hakkar to Varian, and he led a group of people to support Alleria.
While Queen Sheil and Tyrande were resting, Duke went to visit old Mograine.
Duke barely recognized Mograine.