Chapter 84: The Power of Frostmourne

Ranger General Sylvanas, she once again stood in front of the gate of the high tower in Silvermoon City that specially receives visiting guests. Now, she doesn't know whether she should walk through this gate. If she goes in, what will be done next? Things may make her a little hard to talk about.

After all, the little girl had already rescued them once, and even risked her life to release a large spell to help them win a precious day. No matter how you look at it, for a little human girl who has never met you before to be able to do this, it is already considered the utmost benevolence!

And now, I came here shamelessly, wanting to ask others for help again... Doesn't this seem a little too much? Besides, this is the business of the high elves themselves, Quel'Thalas themselves, so is it really appropriate to ask for alms from a human? Besides, I and this little girl mage are not very familiar with each other...

Cirvanas hesitated outside the high tower, several times she wanted to leave, but she looked at the peaceful and peaceful streets, this beautiful city... But now, there is no longer the joyful songs and laughter of the past. , the citizens are carrying big bags and small bags, hurrying one by one, presumably, they have already seen the notice posted by Lor'themar, right? In case, in case the city is broken, how many of the 200,000 residents in Silver Moon City can escape? How much can survive?

That's all! For Quel'Thalas, let her face go! After thinking about it, General Ranger, Silvermoon City's highest city defense officer, Sylvanas Windrunner, turned around resolutely, pushed open and stepped into the gate of this VIP tower.

As soon as he walked to the door of the luxurious room prepared for the little girl Anne on the top of the fourth floor, Cirvanas encountered an elf waitress who was walking out with an exquisite dinner plate. The door was not closed, and she saw little Annie clumsily mending the wound for her pet bear with tears in her eyes. From time to time, one or two teardrops dripped from her big tearful eyes. This is... that one Flame giant bear?

Seeing this, Cirvanas' originally firm heart softened in an instant. Take a look, people have done enough for the high elves! In order to win this precious day, the little girl not only risked her life to cast a spell, but also lost a powerful pet! How can I have the face to ask for more?

Cirvanas, are you still shameless? After scolding herself fiercely in her heart, General Ranger almost didn't even have the courage to stretch out her hand to push open the door that hadn't been closed yet. Now she would rather go to a bloody battle with the undead than face her like this. Tears for a benefactor! Quel'Thalas owed enough to this human girl!

Looking at how sad she is now, that giant flame bear should be very important to her, right? So, what face do I have to force her now?

Alas... Forget it, don't mention asking for help! Let the high elves fight for their own destiny! As long as you have a clear conscience, right?

After standing outside for a while, taking another long breath, and calming down his chaotic emotions, Cirvanas finally mustered up the courage to push open the door of the room and walk in...

"Annie?"

"Huh! Sister Cirvanas? You're here." After Annie looked up at her, she continued to pick up the needle and thread clumsily and began to mend. It's a ferocious teddy bear, which has become even more ferocious!

"Come on, Annie, let me help you." Cirvanas sat cross-legged directly opposite the little girl, and then took the teddy bear and the magic-weave sewing kit from her hand.

Seeing the little girl's long eyelashes wet with tears, and looking at the teddy bear with two big holes in her hand, a string in Cirvanas' heart seemed to be completely softened.

This scene reminded her of her sister Veresa when she was a child...

At that time,

When my sister's pet bobcat was accidentally trampled to death by me, it seemed like my sister was also sad, right? Cirvanas still remembered that at that time, her younger sister's face was blurred from crying, her nose was full of tears, and even though she later re-caught several bobcats of different colors for her, she never forgave herself for a long time , I have been in a cold war with myself for more than a month!

Thinking of her little sister, Veresa, she sighed softly, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, wondering what happened to the human world outside her little sister? I hope she won't come back for a while, after all, Quel'Thalas is too dangerous now...

"By the way, Annie, what's the name of your little bear?" Sylvanas put the teddy bear on her white and firm long legs, and said softly while carefully mending the tear for the teddy bear. inquiring.

"It's called Tibbers!" Annie replied sobbing, and wiped away her tears vigorously.

"Tibbers? It sounds good..." After a while of silent sewing, Cirvanas finally couldn't help but speak, she desperately wanted to comfort the savior of their high elves again.

"Annie, I'm really sorry that you lost Tibbers because of our elves... However, you should stop being sad, after all, it is dead now..."

"Huh?" After hearing the words of the pointed-eared elder sister, Annie was stunned for a while before recovering, and immediately wiped away tears and retorted loudly: "You are talking nonsense! Tibbers is not dead! Its soul is protected by me, I'm fine, how could it die? It doesn't exist!"

"No, not dead? Really?" Hearing the little girl's rebuttal, Cirvanas was so startled that his hands trembled, and the sharp long needle pricked her finger.

"Well, if you're not dead, then...why are you crying so sadly?" Cirvanas asked weakly. She is puzzled by this! If the bear is really all right, then why are you crying so sadly now?

"Ah? Oh..., that's because I was pricked several times with a needle just now, it hurts a lot! If you don't believe me, look!"

After finishing speaking, little Annie wiped away her tears again, and then stretched out her left hand as if offering a treasure, only to see that there were several red needle holes on the white and tender fingers.

"Ha..." The corner of Cirvanas' mouth twitched, his hands trembled, and he accidentally stabbed himself again.

Then, the originally softened bowstring in her heart seemed to tighten again, so tight that it was about to break! She suddenly felt that after a while, she still had to work hard to see if this little girl was willing to help them resist those undead! That's right, that's how it should be!

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After going north to the main road to Silvermoon City, the road was blocked by a continuous fire, the death knight Arthas finally succumbed to the order of the Lich King, and temporarily gave up continuing to go north to Silvermoon City to find the elves. Instead, he detoured to the northwest, leveled Qingfeng Village directly, smashed the western temple, and walked all the way to the seaside separated by mountains in the northwest and Yinyue City.

In another timeline without Anne, their undead originally went straight north, pushed all the way flat, cut Silvermoon City in half, and then killed Quel'Danas Island.

But now, under the intervention of Annie, the giant butterfly, the death marks of their undead were forced to go astray helplessly! Alsace and his undead army walked obliquely until they finally stopped by the bay outside the western temple.

However, even though they were facing the sea at the moment, they didn't have the idea of ​​climbing over the mountains and attacking Silvermoon City, because it would be really stupid to do so! No military commander would issue such an order, not even an undead natural disaster who is not afraid of hardships and death!

"My lord! To the north is Sunstrider Island, and if we don't attack Silvermoon City, then we can only go to Sunstrider Island, and then go to Quel'Danas Island. This is the closest! But, now There is a serious problem, we don't seem to have enough ships to cross the sea, your army is too much, we may never be able to transport it all!"

A high elf, and a living Quel'Thalas high elf, is humbly introducing the shortest road to Quel'Danas Island to the death knight Alsace standing by the sea! This elf is the elf traitor of the high elves: Darkan Drahir.

"You don't need to worry about crossing the sea for the time being! Now, let me ask you one last time! Do you really know how to break through the magical defense of the Sunwell on Quel'Danas Island?" This is what Arthas is most concerned about. matter!

These elves have too many defensive measures! The magical kingdom of tens of thousands of years is really not blown out. Their elf enchantment, protective shield, elf gate and other measures make him, a death knight born as a paladin, really have nowhere to start! This is the fate of being professionally inappropriate!

And those half-baked necromancers under him, Alsace, can't even figure out the basic teleportation spells now, let alone break the magic defense of the elves!

Those necromancers of the Scourge of the Undead are like a group of ridiculous little apprentices. What else can they do except release some dark spells and endure a little plague? Even if you put the magic barrier of the high elves in front of them and let them study it for ten or eight days, I'm afraid they may not be able to understand it, let alone crack it!

This is why the Lich King urged him to resurrect the Lich Kel'Thuzad so urgently! For the current Scourge Legion, there is really a lack of professional mage talents. Whether it is for the natural disaster itself, or for the smooth summoning of the Burning Legion masters behind the natural disaster, Kel'Thuzad must be resurrected as soon as possible!

"Of course, my lord! I used some tricks to get some information about the Sunwell from that idiot in Lor'themar, plus what I had originally! Therefore, cracking that defensive magic is definitely not a problem! "Darkhan Drasil patted his chest confidently, and made a promise to Alsace!

The magic enchantment cannot be changed casually, it is not just changing the position of the rune stone! It was a highly professional and complex project that took years and months to affect the whole body, so it must not be sloppy at all!

Therefore, even if the elves on Quel'Danas knew that the secret of magic defense had leaked, they would have nothing to do! Because they don't have enough time to change those complicated defensive measures, and the Scourge will not give them that time!

"Very good! I hope you will remember what you said, otherwise! Hehe!" Otherwise, Alsace didn't say much, he believed that this cowardly and despicable elf could understand the meaning of his words.

After finishing speaking, without even looking at the elf, Arthas walked towards the seashore. After seeing the outline of Sunstrider Island in the distance, he raised his weapon, the Frostmourne.

After being lifted high by Alsace, the demonic energy began to emit violent magical fluctuations, and then bursts of icy blue light began to flash on the blade, and even snowflakes began to fall in the air. The branches of the nearby trees were even directly frozen into lumps of sharp ice edges!

"drink!!!"

After the charging energy reached a critical point, Alsace suddenly shouted, and suddenly held the sword in both hands and slashed fiercely in the direction of Sunstrider Island. In an instant, a blue light flashed between the sky and the earth.

Then, something happened that stunned the elf, Darkan Drashiel: a long bridge hundreds of meters wide, solid and frozen, appeared over the sea in an instant!

It was formed by the ice power of Frostmourne directly freezing the sea water, what kind of power is this? Even the strategic mage group of Quel'Thalas might not be able to do such a thing, right? This can almost be called a miracle!

Glancing at the expression of Dar'Khan, the elf behind him, Arthas smiled with satisfaction! In his opinion, it's no big deal for you high elves to have magic, but he, Alsace, also has extraordinary power! Look, a sword cuts out a bridge of frost to show you! This is just one of the powers of the artifact Frostmourne!

"Hmph! Attack at full speed!"

After the sea surface was frozen to form a bridge leading directly to Sunstrider Island, Alsace waved his long sword, signaling the undead to pass the bridge of frost quickly! He is also a little timid now, Frostmourne has consumed too much power, at most it can only use two or three attacks of this level, otherwise, he will have to wait for a long time to recover.

He was afraid that the demigod little girl mage from earlier would come out and make trouble again! If the other party sets fire to the Frost Bridge and keeps staring at the undead army, then Arthas really has no other way to go to Quel'Danas Island!

Thinking that there might be a demigod hiding by the side waiting to burn his bridge at any time, he felt a little guilty! If he fights head-on, Alsace is absolutely not afraid! But he was worried that the Magistrate would not fight him, so he hid aside and tried his best to destroy it, so what could he do?

The fire on the other side of the tall tower is still burning! If that sorcerer came here again to cast a spell of the same type, he might not be able to make a hundred ice bridges enough for her to burn. After all, destroying an ice bridge is much easier than building it!

Now, for the first time, Alsace has the desire to revive Kel'Thuzad as soon as possible. Perhaps, this guy is what the Scourge of the Undead can count on, the first truly reliable mage! If he had one or two reliable mages, why would he worry about other people making trouble?

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On a big tree in the dense forest in the mountains in the distance, two servants of the high elf ranger troop were hiding themselves among the dark branches. They also watched in amazement as the undead army stepped onto the miraculous Frost Bridge.

"Quick! Go back to Silvermoon City right now and tell General Sylvanas! The undead army has gone to Sunstrider Island! It's that magic sword! They actually managed to build a bridge of ice on the sea! And! Remember to tell She! Among the high elves, there is a traitor!" The leading elf ranger hurriedly whispered to the other elf behind him.

"I will! Anar' belore - in the name of sunlight! I will definitely send the news back in time! You have to be careful, my sister!" After finishing speaking, the ranger behind stopped talking nonsense and turned back a few jumps , disappeared into the dark jungle.

"Al diel wish you the best of luck..."

After finishing speaking, the ranger stopped talking, continued to bite her lips tightly, and stared at the undead in the distance. She needed to find a way to see what was going on, so that she could continue to follow this army of undead without being caught found by them.

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This is the first update on the 22nd, the second is more likely at 20:00 in the afternoon

(It is said in the official novel that when Alsace went to Northrend to rescue the Lich King, his necromancers did not know how to transfer spells! After beating Kaizi away, he complained about why the necromancers Can't teleport spells, otherwise he wouldn't have to travel so hard! And the resurrected Kel'Thuzad was left in the Plaguelands? Or the main city of Lordaeron? As for Archimonde, it seems that he has already Already lost at Mount Hyjal...)