Stratholme God

Chapter 390 Art is Pai Daxing (1 more)
Time goes back to 10 minutes ago.

Kael'thas, with his most elite cronies, used the portal to pass through the space and came to... a newly built magic tower in the south of Stormwind City.

It's very embarrassing, and I have no choice.

This is already the only portal in the entire continent open to Kaizi and the others.

At the beginning of the Scourge's ravages, after knowing that Antonidas was forced to fall, the capitals of various countries closed the free entry and exit of the teleportation circle, and only those who had greeted them with magic messengers in advance considered whether to allow them to come.

It was so short, Kaizi was even deprived of the qualification to teleport and escape.

That's right, long ears are so miserable now.

Quel'Thalas is no longer in the alliance, why should the main city of the alliance let you in?
There used to be a Dalaran open to the elves, and now Dalaran is still in the hands of the bones.

You can have a place to breathe, Kaizi, you will be grateful and runny.

As soon as Kaizi and the others came out, it was no surprise that they saw the mage group and the imperial guards of the Storm Kingdom who were facing the enemy.

"The mourning king Kael'thas* Sunstrider and his subordinates, implore your country to take them in temporarily." Kaizi bowed deeply to the leading lady, whose robe was dusty and torn.

The lady in front of me gave a ladylike salute: "I am Viscountess Anastari. I am appointed by the Duke of Stratholme, the commander-in-chief of the Alliance, and I am waiting here. Please forgive me for asking straightforwardly——Does Your Majesty the Sunstrider agree to the alliance's bombing?" Drop the Sunwell, in case the Sunwell falls into the hands of the Scourge and has bad consequences."

Not to mention Kaizi, even Kaizi's followers were stunned.

Kaizi was never an idiot, and he immediately realized that McDonnell was definitely prepared and kept watching.

He suddenly smiled bitterly: "Does it matter whether I agree or not?"

"Very important!" Anastari said proudly: "This is related to whether the alliance's next military operations are appropriate."

suitable!Not legal!

The great magister Rommath quickly understood the alliance's thoughts. He secretly pulled Lakaizi's sleeve and nodded almost imperceptibly.

Kaizi's overly handsome face twitched slightly, and in the end, he still nodded heavily: "That is already the control area of ​​the Scourge that should be destroyed [-] times. Regarding the military actions of the Alliance there, I—the current Kael'thas* Sunstrider, King of Quel'Thalas, has no problem with that. Please... please allow the Alliance to decide its own strategy and tactics."

Originally, Kaizi wanted to say, please try to keep Silvermoon City as much as possible, but suddenly remembered that they were talking about [exploding the Sunwell], so he changed his words decisively.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Your Majesty Sunstrider." Anastasia nodded with a smile, and with a wave of her hand, it was natural that the Lord Magistrate urgently notified the north.

And Kaizi and the others... were treated as state guests.

This is not a formality.

If Kaizi is really stubborn, stick to his father's way and refuse to blow up the Sunwell.Then, relatively speaking, McDonald will definitely let the alliance refuse to recognize Kaizi as the king.

Then they must be worse than in history.

Although McDonnell knows that Kaizi in history chose to blow up the Sunwell quite boldly after knowing that the Sunwell was polluted, but who can guarantee that Kaizi in this world will do the same thing?

You see, even Lao Taizi is crooked.

McDonnell really didn't dare to guarantee anyone.

Kaizi squirmed his mouth for a while before reminding: "Well, the Sunwell cannot be blown up with explosives."

"I know, [Moon Crystal] is ready."

All the elf archmages twitched their eyebrows convulsively.

Nima, this is not only a long-term preparation, but my own background has been revealed long ago, okay?

[Moon Crystal] is not an ordinary commodity. This thing itself is a part of the Sunwell, the core magic component that constructs the wide-area magic barrier of Eversong Forest.

It is as big as a person, and it is very difficult to remove.

It is almost certain that Darkan jumped on the front foot and broke the rune circle, and the agents of the alliance on the back foot have arrived, dismantled the [Moon Crystal], and then smuggled it into the Sunwell.

Based on what McDonald did before, Kai Ziming realized that people already knew that Darkan was a traitor.If people don't tell it, the reason is the same as finding traces of the curse sect in the royal family of Menethil, because no one will believe it.

Your Majesty, why rebel?

Quel'dore, the pillar of your family's kingdom is the [-]th boy?
Even if Macdonald revealed the evidence, with his father's arrogance, would he really deal with Darkan?

It's hard to say, but this time it was actually a collective betrayal of the Silver Moon Council, and his father and king took revenge earlier.

Suddenly, a Kaizi lost his dream.

"It turns out that no matter how I struggle, I'm just a clown dancing on someone's palm!" Two lines of bitter tears flowed down Kaizi's handsome face.

On the other side, it was with the consent of Kaizi that McDonald gave the order without hesitation.

"According to plan."

Thus, the Sunwell exploded.

There seemed to be an opening in the sunwell plateau, and a dazzling golden light gushed out from below, turning into a huge beam of light, straight into the sky.

The moment the strong light came on, all the undead shrank subconsciously.

That's too late.

The terrifying explosion shock wave swept across the sky above the Sunwell Plateau like a bright ring.

Whether it was a lightweight zombie, a heavy abomination, or the heaviest giant magic puppet, they were all lifted up by the shock wave, rolled into the air, and then instantly melted by the ultra-high heat exceeding [-] degrees Celsius.

The gorgeous Sunwell Highland Garden, Morning Star Village, and Yangwan Port all suffered damage, and the buildings were wiped off the ground in one fell swoop like blown plaster.

At that moment, Zhuri Island shook for a moment, as if the entire island was about to collapse in the next second, completely sinking to the ground.

Far to the west.

"The high elves are finished..." Tanred, the second prince of Kul Tiras, saw this scene and only had one thought in his mind.

He suddenly realized something, turned his head back in horror, opened his mouth wide and shouted at his subordinates.

The dutiful standard-bearer dutifully raised the banner at the last moment—the whole fleet dispersed.

The fleet itself is a loose formation, and Tanred feels that it seems not enough.

A little late.

Amidst the vast golden light, a huge boom drowned out all other sounds.

After the extreme loud noise, everything fell silent.

It's not really quiet, it's that all living people are so fucking deaf for a while.

On the ship, every sailor saw the people around them yelling something in horror, but they could only see their mouths opening and closing, but they couldn't make any sound.

Then after a few seconds, the terrifying explosion sound flooded into everyone's eardrums again, and at the same time, the huge waves created by the shock wave of the explosion hit.

A huge wave of more than five meters spread to the fleet ten kilometers away like overwhelming the river.

Fortunately, the bows of the ships were facing the direction of the huge waves in advance, otherwise, this huge wave would be enough to sink half of the fleet.

The Kul Tiras fleet that was so far away suffered disaster, let alone Silvermoon City, which was closer.

After experiencing the brutal ravages of the undead army, this beautiful city of white, gold and red was bombed again.The entire western half was completely reduced to ashes, while most of the buildings in the eastern half had only one or two floors left.

And because of the trampling of millions of undead trolls, the terrifying [Death Scar] spread all over the city...

In the sky, several sand sculpture players broadcast this scene live on the system channel.

[A particularly clever pig]: "Wuhu—Art is Pai Daxing!"

(End of this chapter)