Alleria stood beside Tyrion, and the couple were suspended above the skyline of the Crystal Valley. They looked at the ground below, where Dornan, who controlled the power of the quiet wind, transformed into an elemental lord, and was frantically moving.
Kill the arrogant South Wind Lord.
Under the fierce slashing of the furious Sunderland with the Quiet Wind Blade, the South Wind Lord had no way to fight back. It could only use its elemental body to fight Sunderland, just like a reckless berserker.
But the problem is that, facing Sunderland, who had made outstanding achievements in the era of elemental melee, Siamet's counterattack was almost like a street gangster provoking a martial arts master.
After all, the Wind Chaser's fame in the elemental world is not gained through conspiracy. It is a ruthless character that can confront the fiery Fire Lord Laragnaros on the battlefield, far from being like Siamet.
A second-rate lord who plays dirty tricks can rival him.
In the quiet wind realm of the Wind Prince, Siamet was unable to mobilize even a trace of wind power. Those powers that should belong to its origin stood in front of the Wind Chaser Sunderland in a rebellious attitude.
Bian...Perhaps millions of years ago, Al'Akir, the Wind Rider, identified Sunderland as the successor of the Sky Wall, not just because of Sunderland's achievements.
It's because of the special power it possesses to command the winds.
In just a few minutes, Sunderland used the Quiet Wind Blade to cut off half of Lord Nanfeng's body, exposing his elemental core in front of the naughty children.
"Who is that?"
The Blood Mistress finally felt relieved when she saw that the children were safe and sound. She looked curiously at the Prince of Wind below who was wearing the Wind Crown, a blue cloak, and a thunder and lightning shoulder armor. She asked softly.
:
"Is that my precious daughter Dornan's third elemental partner? It seems to be much more powerful than Krog'Maw and Little Rag..."
"Wind Chaser Sunderland, the legendary warrior of the Sky Wall, is said to be the successor of Wind Rider Al'Akir."
Tyrion hugged his wife's slender waist and explained to Alleria:
"It is a powerful element that was born during the creation of Azeroth, and it has entered its heyday hundreds of thousands of years ago. If it were not at its weakest period, I would not let Dornan take the risk.
Yes, our daughter is lucky and smart enough, but she still lacks time."
"Whether it's Krog'Maw or Little Rag, it's possible to grow into an elemental lord, and even go a step further... But that takes time, and the growth of elements is too long. Dornan has a long way to go in the future.
It will definitely be difficult, but I believe she can make it to the end!"
A glimmer of pride flashed in the great lord's eyes:
"I believe that my daughter will eventually become Azeroth..."
"Queen of the Elements?"
Alleria interrupted her husband's ambitious words with some disinterest. She stroked her long hair and looked at the cheering children on the battlefield below. A hint of tenderness flashed in her blood-red eyes:
"I think you are addicted to being a big lord, and you have begun to arrange the future for the children...I tell you, I will not allow you to interfere with the children's future choices. The two of us are forced to embark on this journey because of fate.
This is a difficult road, and I don’t want my children to become the enemies of the world like us."
His wife's little temper made the big lord a little helpless, and he explained softly:
"Of course, I am not forcing them to embark on a bright future, but look at these children, Alleria, fate has pushed them to their life trajectories. Even if I don't interfere, they will inevitably become the next generation.
The leaders of the Federation, Vanessa and Taelia will become the new leaders of the Federation, and that is a fate they cannot avoid."
"And Anduin and Salantia..."
The great lord narrowed his eyes, and after a moment, he shook his head;
"These two children may become a bridge for reconciliation between the Federation and the Empire. Varian thought that his son would eventually inherit his legacy, but that is not the case. Anduin will do something no less than Varian.
Career, he will glorify his parents, and he will glorify you and me."
"There will be no more wars... After we complete the final work of the Dark Blade, after we leave this world, there will be no more wars..."
"Then remember your promise!"
Alleria stood on tiptoes in the air, kissed Tyrion gently on the cheek, and whispered:
"Remember your promise, my husband, that you would usher in a perfect era for our children and the world..."
"I have never forgotten..."
The high lord smiled and hugged his wife tighter. However, just as the two were about to leave, Tyrion's eyes suddenly turned to the sky above Silithus, his ice blue eyes flashing
After a moment of surprise, the next moment, Ashbringer and Deathbringer both jumped into his hand, the door to the death realm suddenly opened, and the great lord stepped on the air, rushing into the sky like a sharp black arrow.
"Alleria... take the children and go!"
"Al'Akir the Windrider..."
"Coming!"
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On the battlefield of Crystal Valley, seeing Dornan using Sunderland's power to cut the hateful Southwind Lord Shiamet into a "human stick", several children who had gone through a hard battle suddenly beamed with joy.
"Kill it! Kill it! Dornan!"
Yuna, who was riding behind Arceus who had restored his pet shape, waved his fists and yelled:
“Make it into ice cream!”
"Look at her, she is really energetic..."
The exhausted Taelia and Vanessa sat aside and asked Anduin and Salandia to help them treat their injuries. With the level of these two little girls at this time, they could participate in the battle between the elemental lords.
During the battle, he was still alive to see the finale. This is already an incredible achievement.
There are also a few scratches on Anduin's face. They were scratched by Lord Nanfeng with his wind blade when he used holy light to treat his two sisters in the battle. In fact, if Anduin hadn't treated his two sisters with holy light,
His affinity with the Holy Light is super strong. If he had mastered top-level Holy Light defensive magic like Divine Protection at a young age, at his level, he would probably have been chopped into pieces by the crazy surging wind knives and thunder swords on the battlefield.
This is not the place for such a little one...
Fortunately, they finally won.
"Wow"
Sunderland was able to reunite his body in a short period of time, relying on Dornan's super affinity for the elements, but the elemental power in the girl's body was also limited, so after cutting off Lord Nanfeng's body with a knife, Zhufeng
Sunderland's weak consciousness dissipated and returned to the realm of elements to cultivate, while Dornan also broke away from the posture of the incarnation of the storm and slowly descended from the sky.
The originally empty wind element totem in her hand was also lit up, which meant that even while Sunderland was sleeping and recuperating, Dornan could borrow the power of Wind Chaser's quiet wind.
But considering the long recovery period of elemental creatures, the next time Dornan wants to fight as an elemental incarnation, it will probably have to wait until several years later.
In other words, although Dornan completed the elemental contract with Sunderland in a special way, with her current power level, she is still unable to fully grasp Sunderland's powerful power... which is equivalent to a delicious piece of cake.
Put it in front of you, but because your digestion ability is too poor, you can't enjoy it at all.
This troubles Dornan very much...
"What are you going to do with this bastard?"
Taliyah had a hemostatic bandage on her face and looked a little weird. She limped forward and supported the weak Dornan. She glanced at Krogermer who was tightly imprisoned on the ground in front of her.
The south wind lord Xiamet was cut off two-thirds of his elemental body mercilessly by the furious Sunderland, and some pure wind elements were absorbed from its elemental core.
After recovering from his injuries, Lord Nanfeng has now truly entered a weak state.
It's even worse than the Sunderland that was released before. It can no longer even maintain the form of its elemental body.
"Let's lock it up!"
Dornan picked up the ancient elemental shackles from the ground and waved to Taelia:
"I heard that Nobundo and Akama will also bring the Clay Council to Azeroth in the near future. They must be in urgent need of Azeroth's elemental creatures to make samples for research, so I will bring this vicious
Leave it to them assholes.”
Dornan narrowed his eyes and said in an angry tone:
"The great shamans will definitely like this 'gift', and according to Nobundo's old-fashioned character, this unruly bastard will definitely be imprisoned until it learns 'politeness'!"
"No, no, no, it's not suitable for orthodox shamans! They treat these bastard elements too gently."
Vanessa came over with her arms hanging, and the assassin eldest lady said bitterly:
"Give this bastard to the dark shamans. I heard that Elder Drek'Thar is forming a legion of dark shamans recently. Give it to the undead, and they will teach it a lesson for us!"
“Great idea!”
Dornan snapped her fingers, and she handed another piece of shackles to Taelia. The two girls approached the Southwind Lord who was suppressed on the ground, and then put the ancient shackles specially made by Ragnaros to imprison him.
The shackles of other elements were put on the weak Siamet's arms.
The moment he came into contact with Lord Nanfeng, the elemental runes on the ancient elemental shackles were lit up one after another, like a halo of burning flames. Siamet let out a terrifying sound as if he was being tortured.
Howling, its body was continuously absorbed and divided by the two shackles at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it was put into two special cages, and even its elemental core began to dim.
.
"Ah, this thing's ability to confine the elements is really strong!"
Dornan pulled Taelia back several steps. She stared at the South Wind Lord who was being "melted" and said:
"This is definitely not a simple imprisonment, it may be an eternal cage like the Wind Chaser's Skull... Fortunately I didn't use it against Sunderland, otherwise that guy would rather die than obey me."
Just when Dornan was sighing, the South Wind Lord Xiamet, who was seeing his consciousness about to be completely torn apart, finally couldn't bear the fear in his heart. It sent out a ray of majesty and returned to the elemental realm, its tragic voice
At that moment, the sound echoed throughout the Wind God Throne.
"Windrider...save your servants!"
This scream caused the entire peaceful Sky Wall to become noisy and chaotic. The moment Shiamet's sharp and hoarse voice dissipated, a thunderstorm that swept through the entire Sky Wall roared into the elemental realm.
At the sealing point connected to the real world, the seal of the elemental realm, which had become fragile due to the continuous erosion of the magic tide of the real world, completely collapsed under the raging force of the oldest and most terrifying violent wind and thunderstorm.
Windrider Al'Akir, the king of elements whose character no one has ever figured out clearly, at this moment rarely responded to his subordinates' call for help.
The power of the ancient and powerful Wind Rider seeped into the world along the cracks in the elemental realm. At this moment, the wind in every corner of Azeroth began to respond to the will of its master.
In the mage tower of New Dalaran, several streams of light lit up, and the archmages and archwarlocks rushed out of the tower in fear. They did not need to raise their heads to sense the power of the wind element that was beginning to become extremely active throughout the world.
The Great Druid of the Blighter and the Great Shaman of the Clay Council who had just arrived in Silithus raised their heads blankly. The elemental tide that had never been seen in the world of Draenor began under Al'Akir's guidance.
Integrated with the magic tide raging around the world, the great shaman Nobundo covered his ears in pain. He could clearly hear the sound of the seal of the elemental realm breaking.
It was like the sound of thousands of pieces of glass being shattered.
In the deepest part of the Storm Cliffs in the Far North, the moment Al'Akir broke out of the elemental realm, a bright light pierced the sky with pure Titan power, replenishing the torn elemental realms.
In the seal, it was like trying to glue the torn seal back together, but the radiation of pure Titan energy only lasted for less than 10 seconds, and ended due to the subsequent drying up of energy.
The collapse of the elemental realm that has protected Azeroth for hundreds of thousands of years can no longer be stopped... Perhaps from today on, there will be no obstacles between the present world of Azeroth and the four elemental realms... This
The troubled world once again ushered in a new force that worshiped chaos without any preparation.
Is this a good thing? Or a bad thing?
No one can guess the future, but at least for now, Al'Akir, who rushed into the world, only had time to stretch his strength, and two staggered and slashed energy swords, cold and full of withering power.
Blocking its way to Crystal Valley.
Tyrion stood above the Death Ghost Warrior. In the strong wind that could tear apart steel, he reached out and pointed the blade at the wind elemental king in front of him who was very similar to Sunderland:
"Wind Rider?"
"I heard that you are the weakest of the four elemental lords...and you see, the world you want to destroy is now my territory, so..."
"I hereby sincerely request you to go back, okay?"
In response to Tyrion's provocation, the free-spirited Al'Akir stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air. A lightning sword dotted with blue gems the size of a city gate appeared in its hand, and this proud elemental
The Lord's response to Tyrion was only a brief sentence...
"Strong wind! Listen to my orders!"
"boom"
The next second, nearly 100,000 crazy and endless thunder and lightning condensed in the air, forming a violent thunder hell that could annihilate everything, completely submerging the great lord of Dark Blade...