This is synchronized information. Li Ke thought of this when he showed his power.
Because when he shows fighting, the people of the Burning Legion will never trust him unconditionally. As long as Kil'jaeden is not stupid, he will immediately urge Ner'zhul to start the attack.
They simply would not give him a reason or opportunity to prevent the power of the Burning Legion from entering Azeroth.
It has nothing to do with anything else, but a qualified military strategist would never take such a risk.
Although Kil'jaeden and Archimonde said that the military strategy looked really messed up, there would not be any big changes in such matters.
So Li Ke concluded that Alsace is now almost at the Sunwell.
This is indeed the case——
Just where Li Ke couldn't see it, Alsace covered his chest, staggered up from the magic circle that repaired his body, and then spit out a mouthful of black blood with golden holy light crystals.
But soon, the power of the Lich King poured into his body continuously, healing his body, and he also continued to absorb the power of the Skull of Gul'dan in his waist.
His body recovered quickly. If it were a living person, it would not be possible at all. But for an undead knight, all it takes to repair the body is strength and a little time.
The undead around him would fall to the ground from time to time, and the believers of the Curse Sect kept sacrificing themselves one by one to let Arthas gain strength.
So very quickly, in less than an hour, Alsace had already regained his full strength.
"not enough--"
Arthas had such thoughts in his heart, and Ner'zhul also heard it. He felt an ominous premonition, because many of Arthas' actions exceeded his expectations.
Moreover, the knowledge that he could not understand before has recently been understood through reading the souls and memories of human beings from all walks of life.
So when Alsace's heart flashed with Li Ke's figure, and he felt a dissatisfaction with the power he had given him, he felt a crisis.
Because in the end, he wanted to merge with Alsace, but now, he began to hesitate.
Alsace's will may be stronger than he imagined.
But just when Arthas was about to say something, Tichondrius walked out with a look of contempt on his face.
He had a personal experience of Li Ke's power. The majestic, god-like power was really terrifying. He had experienced countless battlefields and seen countless Holy Light warriors.
, I have never seen anyone show such terrifying power like Li Ke.
Especially since this was not Li Ke's full strength. Even according to their analysis, Li Ke was able to overthrow the entire undead natural disaster with only one-third of his seriousness!
He believes in Li Ke's power even more than Li Ke.
This is not a joke. Li Ke kills the undead much faster than Arthas creates the undead. Under the powerful holy light, ordinary undead can't even exist. He even feels,
Even the undead army of Maldraxxus in the world of the dead cannot stand firm in front of Li Ke.
This means that Li Ke did not continuously spray the Holy Light. If he did, Arthas would never come back alive.
The place where Li Ke is will become the realm of the Holy Light, and the power of the Lich King cannot even be passed on to Arthas!
"Move quickly, you have already lost, so you'd better behave better."
Looking at the Dread Lord, Arthas said nothing, silently pulled out his Frostmourne and pointed it in the direction of the sea.
The reason why he made the plan to attack Silver Moon City was just to kill Li Ke's future farmers to a greater extent. He knew very well that the senior officials of Silver Moon City were already dead in Li Ke's eyes.
He doesn't care how those dead people treat him. Whether actively or passively, Li Ke will definitely stay in Silver Moon City and continue to perform miracles.
What he cared about had always been the race of high elves, and the ability of almost all of their magicians, not Quel'Thalas.
So……
I will make it happen for you.
A sneer appeared on Arthas's face. When he polluted the Sunwell and when he resurrected Kel'Thuzad, he wanted to see how Li Ke, a self-proclaimed savior, could face those people.
High elves who long for magic.
"Hmph...attack! Let the high elves no longer exist in this world!"
The powerful power of the runes came into effect instantly, and all his strength was used to strengthen this terrible spell.
Ner'zhul's power and spirit were constantly guiding the power within Arthas at this moment, allowing him to understand how to cast spells.
With Alsace as the center, the violent ice power continued to gather, forming a biting storm around him. Even standing two meters away, Alsace's body could no longer be seen.
Then--
He looked at the glorious island of Quel'Danas in the distance, looked at the boundless source of arcane magic, and thrust his Frostmourne into the earth.
The ground in front of him suddenly began to roll, and countless pieces of ice began to pierce the ground in front of him.
The golden coast in front of us was enveloped by the ice storm in an instant, and the spring-like scenery all year round turned into winter in an instant.
The sea, which was considered perfect by the high elves and was more than ten kilometers long, was completely blocked at this moment.
A wide and solid road of ice appeared above the sea leading to Quel'Danas Island!
This road cuts off the sea, and countless waves crash on this road, but even the roaring waves are of no help, because the ice that makes up this road is hundreds of meters deep!
There is no doubt that this power does not belong to mortals, but is the great cause of gods!
The undead began to move crazily towards this road. The natural dangers that the high elves had high hopes for were meaningless at all. The undead sprinting at the front could even feel the warm breeze of the Sunwell, but those who followed closely
The cold wave is also starting to advance!
Countless undead were advancing like a tide, and the high elves were naturally not fools. They quickly observed the situation here.
Looking at the countless undead, the king of the high elves felt as if he was drowning. He had already asked a human to save his people, and at this moment, facing Arthas who threatened the Sunwell that his people relied on for survival,
He had no intention of calling Li Ke to fight alongside him.
"No matter who you are, as long as you are not a high elf, you are not qualified to set foot on the Island of Quel'Danas!"
He looked at the image transmitted by magic angrily, and the assembled Silvermoon City Council showed no intention of objecting.
Because their King will definitely be able to lead them to victory, this is what has been agreed upon.
Before, it was just because they were too hasty that they could not activate the defensive barrier of Silver Moon City at full power. But now, they are backed by the Sunwell, and the defensive barrier of the Sunwell has been completely deployed. Anyone who wants to
To conquer this city, you must first consume the power of the Sunwell of Light.
With the Sunwell at their back and a solid barrier, they didn't think they would lose.
But one congressman still spoke up.
"Are we going to kill these undead on the way?"
But his words caused a burst of laughter. It was a great shame and humiliation to be helped by Li Ke to defend Silver Moon City. At this moment, if they can't prove with absolute power and strength, as long as there is the Sunwell, they
If high elves are invincible, then they are too stupid and ignorant.
"Of course not, we will fight them here to show our strength to our allies who don't know the heights of the sky and the compatriots who don't understand the power of our elves."
Looking at his courtiers, King Anasteria nodded. He still knew very well what his courtiers were thinking. They must win back the victory in front of their own people.
Although doing so would give up their great advantage and cause their warriors to suffer too many casualties.
But this is the right thing to do.
"only……"
Thinking back to the magic weapon that destroyed Silvermoon City's barrier, Anasteria felt uneasy in her heart.
Because this magic weapon is so powerful, he still doesn't understand how the barrier of Silver Moon City was broken.
Although the structure of the Sunwell's shield is different from that here, as long as the energy of the Sunwell does not dissipate, it will not dissipate, but...
But his uneasiness left him no time to think.
"Your Majesty Anasterian! The undead are coming!"
A guard quickly rushed into the hall, and everyone who looked at the magic image was stunned. In an instant, a mage opened a new magic image, showing what they were looking at.
So, they saw that on their golden coast, dense crowds of undead were emerging from the sea and charging towards their buildings!
It turns out that Alsace not only opened a road of frost, but when he launched the attack on Silvermoon City, he had already used his huge forces to carry out divided operations to ensure that his strategic goals could be achieved.
And when he arrives here from Silver Moon City, these undead warriors who have already set off from the bottom of the sea will also arrive here.
"Damn bastard!"
Anastria roared angrily and stood up directly from his throne. He was wearing the ancestral battle armor and holding in his hand the Flame of Terrifying Power that had been passed down from generation to generation.
And when he was walking, the magical energy in his body had begun to stir, and even the power of the Sun Well was mobilized by him. When he walked to the city wall of Quel'Danas Island, he looked at the densely packed mountains and rivers coming from the sea.
When the undead emerged from it, his spell had been completed.
The sky suddenly became gloomy and violent, and countless flames quickly appeared under his spell. He waved his arms, and a storm of flames suddenly formed on the land hundreds of meters in front of the city gate.
The storm instantly burned the undead gathered at the city gate to ashes.
The elven warriors were inspired, and they all looked at their king with admiration. Their king not only had powerful wisdom, but could also be said to be the most powerful spellcaster in the world!
Anastria planned to release the spell again so that she could cast spells and burn all the frost roads in Alsace.
But at this moment——
A shrill voice suddenly sounded.
"ah!!!"
A shrill, pitiful scream filled with resentment.
Anastria, who was concentrating, was momentarily disrupted by this resentful voice. He heard countless resentments and unwillingness in this voice. He clearly saw how the elf was killed by the undead before his death.
They tore their bodies to pieces, and how did they watch their families and children being torn to pieces by their enslaved bodies.
This dark force full of unwillingness instantly interrupted His Majesty the King's spellcasting, and made his soul seem to sink into boundless darkness and cold, making his fingers begin to tremble.
Not just him, any mage who cast spells when the scream sounded was temporarily deprived of the ability to cast spells by the painful scream.
At this time, a mage standing next to the king looked at the king beside him, his eyes a little wandering.
The loyal guards around the king instantly saw the mage with erratic eyes. Although this incident was not a big deal, the ominous premonition in his heart made him yell subconsciously.
"Darkan! What do you want to do!"
But his roar was too late.
Darkan, who knew he was exposed, did not hesitate at all. He looked at his king, who only appointed officials and positions based on people's origins, rather than their talent, learning, and ability. There was a look of pleasure on his face.
look.
"You have occupied these positions and occupied the Sunwell for too long! His Majesty Arthas asked me to say hello to you! Anasteria! It is time for the Sunstrider family to give up!"
He suddenly tore open the scroll in his hand. No one expected that this young mage, who had a bright future and could be evaluated as a Grand Mage in a thousand or hundreds of years, would actually attack at this time.
Dozens of fireballs rushed towards the Anasterian king like a torrential rain. The king only had time to open a shield, and those fireballs fell on his body and knocked him off the city wall.
It blew up.
At the same time, several waiters who had been silent since before rushed towards the guards, and the magic scrolls on their bodies also lit up.
Some waiters even rushed directly to the control core of the city gate!
Countless explosions broke out on the island of Quel'Danas, and Anasteria's body fell directly from the city wall. He barely stood up, but what he saw was Darkan's crazy smiling face, and
The other party was stabbed through the chest with a sharp sword by the surviving guard.
He didn't know why the mage betrayed him, but——
He knew that his last battle was coming.
"Your Majesty, are you ready to die?"
Alsace, who arrived here calmly on an invincible horse, looked at Anastria and showed a polite smile.
