The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

Early this morning, Dalaran was fighting against the Scourge. The mages of Dalaran expended countless energy and once again stopped the attack of the Scourge.

By noon, Antonidas had successfully communicated with Kel'Thuzad and found the culprit, who had been hiding for a long time since Mal'Ganis' ascension.

The undead were fought with muscle memory. In the afternoon, the residents of Dalaran saw flames rising into the sky outside the barrier and did not understand what was going on outside.

However, if the Undead Scourge were to strike, their pressure would be reduced. They hoped very much that it was the Alliance that did it. It seemed that only the Alliance would do this and concentrate its forces to rescue them.

As the sun slowly set, they saw the flames in the distance disappear and the fighting stopped... The Alliance's counterattacks failed time and time again, and they were a little used to it.

Faced with the sudden increase in the offensive of the Undead Scourge, their faces were filled with melancholy. When they returned to their posts and performed their respective duties, they were thinking in their hearts that perhaps the Undead Scourge was beginning to show signs of decline.

However, when a black dragon over a hundred meters long... and a huge fireball with a diameter of this size swept the Undead Air Force with the dusk sunlight, they suddenly felt that Dalaran was saved.

Although it was not the Alliance that took action, but a member of the Dragon Legion (? ) who was unwilling to interfere in the mundane affairs of mortals, they saw hope in the black dragon fighting the undead.

Let’s not consider what the black dragon king Neltharion had done to Lordaeron and Alterac in the past...he actually wanted to conquer a kingdom of the Alliance, but black dragons can also be good dragons!

"Luo Ning, aren't all black dragons evil dragons?"

After drinking a sip of the blue mana recovery potion, Ronin said, "Yes, Vereesa."

"Black dragons are indeed evil dragons, but there should be good black dragons other than the Black Dragon King."

Pointing at the holy flames in the sky, Vereesa said, "No, that's not what I meant, Rhonin."

"I have never seen a dragon with such a special holy light. Even Krasus relies on arcane magic to simulate the holy light."

After drinking the potion, Luo Ning said: "Because it has holy light, I can be sure that it is a good dragon... Dragons with holy light are generally not evil dragons."

Because many things in the future have not yet happened, most people today believe in the Holy Light. After all, the Holy Light is warm and bright, and represents hope and miracles.

However, there is information gap in some places, and many heroes have never known that Holy Light is a monopoly in a sense, and people of lower status can only rely on luck or talent.

In this magical background, except for the population of Holy Light being reduced to a certain extent, almost all the inheritance is still controlled by the church... Not everyone is Arthas and can hold grand and gentle ceremonies like the Lightforge.

"No, this black dragon friend is most likely the first Holy Light Dragon of Azeroth. I will contact Krasus now to ask what is going on."

Excited, Roning couldn't help but take out another bottle of potion, and using the arcane power that had just reappeared in his body, he sent a message to Mr. Red Dragon.

Sometimes, Ronin was really upset by the dragons' indifference to worldly affairs. Even when the demons appeared, the dragon army did not take any powerful actions.

Humanity no longer has any guardians… There are some giant dragons hiding among humans, but most of them have not revealed their true forms, and instead appear in illusions… Friend the Holy Light Black Dragon has been fighting for so long, and is only taking a short break. Aren’t you tired?

"Ronin, Vereesa, you can go down and rest. I will take your place now."

At this moment, a blond figure wearing a gorgeous golden and red robe appeared. The aura that gradually emanated from him was like a volcano about to erupt.

There were flames surrounding his hands, but the breath of fire only lasted for a moment before disappearing. He controlled the strength very well and was brewing a stronger spell.

Seeing the newcomer, Vereesa said, "Your Highness Kael'thas, I'll trouble you then."

"No problem, Vereesa. I've almost rested, so I can do more."

The next second, Kael'thas shot out a phantom of fire phoenix with one hand, instantly burning all the undead monsters in front of him within the protective barrier of Dalaran.

Due to the long-term defense, the outer walls of Dalaran have been unable to hold out in the past three days, and can only use the arcane wards against the undead and the inner city alleys to fight a protracted war.

An accident led to the current result. Although the Nathrezim who had returned to the Twisting Nether had told Kel'Thuzad that the Prince of Lordaeron had crossed to the west, the speed of Mal'Ganis' death still made the Undead Scourge cautious.

Less than an hour had passed since the routine work was done, and the demon's body and soul were gone. How could this not make people cautious?!

Now, with the powerful high elf prince defending this pass, Ronin drank another bottle of potion, and with his quiver empty, he could only leave his wife Arcane behind and leave.

The couple supported each other and walked slowly. They really didn't have enough energy... After three steps, they finally arrived at the portal that Kael'thas had opened for free.

Seeing how tired they both looked from working so hard, Kael'thas threw a ball of healing fire into the portal before closing it.

"There are so many resurrected dead. It really annoys me."

"The enslaved people who should not exist in this world, just disappear. May you find eternal peace in the future."

Looking up at the black dragon soaring in the sky, Kael'thas flashed through the barrier, and the flames around his body devoured countless undead in the blink of an eye.

Get the location information of Kel'Thuzad... This information was passed on by a Gina mage, and it is 99% true.

After a brief discussion at noon, the five-member council of Dalaran, excluding Krasus who had disappeared, decided to wait and see.

As it turned out, it was now exactly the time for Kael'thas Sunstrider to take over his shift, and it was also a great opportunity created by the unknown Holy Light Black Dragon. It was time for him to go out.

On the other side, Jaina used a loudspeaker spell to say, "Yes, yes, everyone, please step back."

When the Alliance soldiers all took a step back, Jaina pointed at the captain's cloth armor that had just been transformed not long ago and actively activated the suit.

She put on a double captain's suit, layer upon layer, and with a simple clap of her hands, the ground in front of her feet rolled, while the ground behind her feet had no effect at all.

Puff, puff, puff. Green, black or purple liquid splashed out from the ground, and a group of undead spider demons hiding underground and preparing for a sneak attack disappeared.

After doing all this, Jaina nodded with satisfaction and said, "The danger underground has been eliminated. There are no undead underground for the time being."

"Warriors, we can move on!"

Before she finished her words, the Earth War Bear under Jaina's crotch raised its nose to the sky, took a step forward, and rushed forward.

At the same time, the Glacier Frenzy, which was originally floating near Jaina, waved his hand, and the four elemental legions... fifty-two elements, each using their own methods, followed the Grand Marshal.

The strong wind swept the ghouls away, the mud buried the ghouls, the fire rings passed through the ghouls, and the ice fists flattened the ghouls.

"Warriors, for Lordaeron! For the Alliance!! Charge with the Grand Marshal!!!"

Seeing a scene similar to the one not long ago, Osmar, who was riding on a warhorse, received the signal, raised his battle axe and mounted his horse and rode away.

Then, after a burst of sound of cavalry's hooves crushing bones, Osmar led his soldiers to behind Jaina.

"Grand Marshal, what do we need to do now?"

Unable to sense the existence of the undead underground, Jaina said: "Marshal Garithos, use your axe to chop down the stitched monsters that are blocking the way ahead."

Osmar dismounted, raised his battle axe and said, "As you command, Grand Marshal."

Passing through the portal opened by Jaina, Osmar held an axe in his right hand, concentrated holy light in his left hand, and slashed the axe across the cracked and hideous belly of the stitched monster.

Then, Osmar threw out the holy light in his left hand to purify the sudden flesh-carrying rope, took a step forward with his right foot, and swung the axe forward again.

The holy light followed the axe and a holy light shock wave took shape. A stitched monster holding a kitchen knife just opened its ferocious mouth, and its head and stomach were gone.

With one axe, Osmar chopped off the still squirming lower body, and he couldn't help but put down the axe and close his eyes.

At this moment, Osmar's body suddenly grew larger, and he began to act like a god descending from heaven, with bright red anger surging from his axe.

"Monster, your doom has come."

With a whirlwind, Osmar blew gently at the axe that was stained with the blood of the undead. Strong winds and water flowed behind him, helping him clean the axe and his armor.

He had experienced this kind of thing many times fighting alone when Arthas was spewing dragon fire from his mouth, and it was extremely satisfying.

With the timid undead leader and the weak top-level undead, he finally... A group of elite knights crushed the skeleton soldiers and came to him.

"Marshal Garithos, thank you for your hard work."

Pointing to the marshal's horse that Falric had brought over, Jaina signaled Osmar to return to his position.

Snap! With his left hand clasping his breastplate, Osmar said, "Grand Marshal, I must go first in this matter."

"I've been living such a miserable life in the past month. This is the first time I've had such a good time chopping wood and venting my frustration."

"Besides, with Grand Marshal Jaina, the title of Grand Marshal...Grand Marshal can just call me Osmar."

Opening a portal casually, Jaina said: "I see your enlightenment."

"Sir Garithos, we still need you to lead the way ahead and be the vanguard."

Mounting on his horse, Osmar tapped the horse's butt with his axe, and once again passed through the portal to the next battlefield.

After Osmar left, Jaina turned to her lieutenants and said, "Farric, Marwyn, Bantner, move forward with swords in hand."

"Jackson, take out what I gave you."

"As you command, Grand Marshal."

Picking up their shields and putting them behind their backs, the three Red Army generals took the red potion handed to them by Jackson and drank it in one gulp.

Putting down the empty bottles, the three generals' eyes flashed with fiery red light at the same time, and anger appeared on the long swords in their right hands.

Seeing these three people in such spirit, Jaina stepped forward and opened a portal to the Land of the Dead.

"Grand Marshal, we will be there soon... just wait for the army to advance."

However, before the three of them could finish their words, the sea-green portal swallowed up the three generals, bringing them to the place where the souls were lurking.

"Hu." With a simple breath, the three of them seemed to have practiced for many years, and the sword moves in their hands were either exactly the same or the same.

With the sword-slashing style, the long sword pierced through the invisible ghost with anger, cutting it in half with one sword... When Jackson brought the empty bottle, Jaina raised her hand and brushed across the bottle, taking the bottle away.

Some things require a sense of ritual, and she... waved the spear in her hand and rode the bear towards the groups of skeleton soldiers.

Since the idiot was stuck in the sky and couldn't come down, she could only lead the cavalry to sweep across the seemingly boundless battlefield of the corrupt land with her invincible force.

Seeing the Grand Marshal leading the troops, Jackson shouted, "Soldiers, it's our turn to make achievements again!"

"Follow the Grand Marshal, we are invincible!"

As the Glacial Tide led the elemental troops to attack the elite undead again, the knights looked at the endless undead and said, "Kill!"

"In the name of Jaina Proudmoore, kill those undead and save Dalaran!"

Then, the mighty army of knights waved their spears in unison, used lances once again, and trampled the undead scourge in front of them with the force of their horses.