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Arthas successfully broke through the first line of defense of the elven castle. The arrogant smile was endless on his face, but immediately with the huge explosion, it was frozen forever like solidified magma. Sylvanas blew up the bridge leading to the second gate as she retreated. The endless river of magic will burn any creature that dares to cross it to ashes.

Arthas' happiness disappeared, his pale eyes shone coldly, his armored hand clenched the rune sword, and the runes on the sword rumbled."You're wasting your time, woman. God's destiny cannot be violated, although it is quite interesting to watch you fussing about it." This time Sylvanas laughed sincerely, and the angry and satisfied voice came from the depths of her soul. She burst out:"You think I will run away? It seems that you have never fought against the elves." She stared at his army, and her pretentious restraint was torn apart with anger."You win one door, Executioner, but you can't win the second. The inner door of Silvermoon City can only be opened by a special key, but you will never get it!"

"What was he doing, this stupid high elf had accidentally revealed his secret."Xavier has been following behind. How could Alsace fail to notice such a major mistake? Your so-called secret has long since been betrayed by that damn traitor. Xavier was endlessly worried, but this It didn't have any effect. He vaguely saw Arthas' sly sneer. He hoped that Sylvanas had other clever tricks, Xavier prayed.

Unfortunately, Xavier was still disappointed. Because of that traitor, The mage named Darkhan Draser found the key easily. Otherwise, Arthas would never know about the Key of March - a magic weapon cut into three pieces of moon crystal. The Elf Traitor told him, The three parts are stored in different places in Quel'Thalas and are heavily guarded. Each treasure hall is built at the intersection of magical paths and looks very similar to the Sunwell - this elf seems to be happy to betray himself Compatriots. The magic path is like the blood of the earth, except that magic instead of blood flows in it. Therefore, an energy field called Bandi Noriel is formed between the crystals - it is the blood of this land. Guards. All Arthas has to do is to find the treasures in Anteras, Andalus, and Anoveren, kill the guards and get the moon crystal. Unfortunately, the unexpectedly tough challenges of those stupid guards can only allow the undead Scourge's army to escape. It was getting stronger and stronger.

Blowing up the bridge was indeed a clever trick, and it cost Alsace a lot of precious time. Although it took the Scourge a while, they finally crossed the river. Countless Scourge soldiers crossed into the river, The magic flames burned fiercely, but there were too many corpses. Finally, a special bridge was built in the magic river. The remains of countless rotting corpses filled a passage in the middle of the magic river. For this tiny Arthas didn't care about the sacrifices. After all, the natural disaster of the undead was never-ending. Faced with those fragmented corpses that could not be stitched together, Arthas gently released his control and gave them true death. Faced with this scene Xavier should feel lucky that he has an independent will and does not have to obey Arthas and fill up the magic river, but he is still worried about the high elves in Silvermoon City. Maybe it will soon become the territory of the undead.

Rangers They retreated to Fairwind Village. After the shock, the villagers did everything they could to help them, from taking care of the wounded to providing all weapons. Sylvanas ordered those who could not fight to evacuate to Silvermoon City as soon as possible."Some people are still attached to them. Holding her belongings for a while, not wanting to leave, Sylvanas finally roared,"Don't you understand yet? The zombies are about to catch up with us! They won't get tired or slow down, and they will kill them as soon as someone dies. Join them! We have delayed them for a while, take your families and leave!" The villagers finally realized the seriousness of the situation from Sylvanas's angry eyes, and took their families with them. Flee to Silvermoon City.

The river could not stop Arthas for long. Sylvanas looked around at the still healthy warriors. Although the number was small, they had done more,"Great elves, today may be the last time we can see the light." Days. Maybe death is waiting for us at any time, but if we escape, our wives and children will face brutal massacre. It is time to prove your loyalty to the Sin'dorei and defend our glory with actions." Sylvana Si's very motivating encouragement obviously inspired people's hearts. The few remaining warriors shouted,"For the glory of Sindorei!" Sylvanas nodded with satisfaction. Maybe this will be his last command of the battle, but he has no regrets,"For the glory of Sindorei!" Thunder!" she shouted, it was time to fulfill his oath to defend the people.

There was a high tower between Ellanda and Silvermoon City, not far from here. She knew that Arthas would definitely find a way to cross the obstacles and continue to advance, continuing to cut purple-black scars on the earth. The tower will be a good defensive base. The ramps there are very narrow, preventing zombies from attacking in groups like before, bringing devastating blows. And to get to that building, one had to go up a lot of completely exposed steps. She and the archers could do considerable damage until they - Before they reached the tower, Sylvanas smelled the putrid smell of the undead. The smell of death made him a little nervous, but he couldn't flinch. Under her command, although some people flew up to the tower on the Dragon Eagle Beast, this was their last fortress. After a short period of preparation, he had already seen those ugly vanguards: a huge abomination holding a giant weapon in three hands, a skeleton, and a carrion following closely behind. Stone-like monsters hovered above their heads like flies.

The fearless war began, with bows and arrows flying in the sky, shooting down countless gargoyles, and the sword in his hand killed countless skeletons and carrion corpses. Hallucinations gradually appeared in Sylvanas's head. He thought of his sister Alleria, whose life and death were unknown in the Dark Portal, as well as his lovely brother Lilas and his sister Vereesa. Perhaps only people who are close to death have hallucinations. Sylvanas did not want to believe this unlucky prophecy, but the pain on his body was not tormenting him. The bright red blood was taking his life away. Knowing that The appearance of men.

Alsace sat on his horse and waited, watching her long pale hair dancing in the wind. The Ranger General straightened up and wiped the blood and sweat from his face. He had been a paladin, and her sister had loved a paladin like him. Suddenly Sylvanas was extremely grateful that Alleria was dead and did not have to see this scene, the atrocities that a man who had once been a Warrior of Light had done to everything the Windrunner family loved and cherished. Among the undead army standing behind Arthas, Xavier still saw Sylvanas's desperate eyes. He had hoped that this scene would not happen countless times, but the gears of war could not be stopped. At this moment, Xavier really wanted to side with Sylvanas and stop his former best friend, Prince Arthas, so that he could be redeemed under the Holy Light again. Unfortunately, the Lich KingThe power was so powerful that he couldn't control his body for his own use. Maybe Sylvanas would suffer the same fate as himself soon, he thought.

Arthas raised his glowing runeblade in salute."I salute your bravery, elf, but you have no way out." Oddly enough, his praise sounded as if he meant it."Then I will resist you here, executioner." Sylvanas pursed her dry lips and tightened her grip on the sword."As you wish," Arthas held Frostmourne high, driving his horse Invincible, and charged towards Sylvanas. Sylvanas let out a roar, not out of fear or regret to embolden herself, but out of hatred and righteous anger, because she couldn't do anything even if she risked everything she had and her life. Stop the invasion of the enemy and scream for the fall of justice in your heart.

She faced the deadly blades head-on and tried to block them with her own weapons, but they shattered upon impact. The runeblade pierced her. Cold, it was so cold, like an ice sword cutting into her body. Alsace then leaned over, and their eyes met. Sylvanas coughed up blood, which splattered on his pale face. Arthas showed that vicious smile."Take my life and give me pleasure." Sylvanas begged with all her strength."No, I refuse. I will not give you rest. Become my powerful warrior." Alsace's shamelessness violated the dignity of a knight. Xavier muttered silently in his heart, but he could only watch from the side. Nothing can be done.

Sylvanas felt fear nailed into his body, and there was an unprecedented pain that made him twitch all over. This kind of pain was incomparable to any physical pain. He suddenly understood that it was a pain in the soul. The soul that had left the body was captured again and snatched back from the arms of death. The force was so rough that it made the torture even more unbearable. Sylvanas felt a scream pierce her body and penetrate from the depths of her soul. The pain was worse than any cruel torture.

When the darkness dissipated from Sylvanas' vision, everything in front of her eyes did not return to color. The rune sword that took away her life and devoured her soul was still shining brightly. Arthas raised his other hand in a summoning gesture. In this way, he raped her from the gentle embrace of death. Pulled out."Banshee, this is the new identity I gave you." Alsace's sneer completely made Sylvanas despair."No!" That cry from the soul could not change what Alsace had become. The fact that Sri Lanka is an accomplice.