Chinese Warriors in World of Warcraft

Chapter 783 May You Have a Wonderful Journey (34)

Then the wind rose and the clouds surged, so the thunder and lightning roared.

The dense grid interweaves, turning the entire Crystal Valley into a world of lightning.

Countless winds responded from farther away and swarmed towards this side.

The whole Sky Wall is telling his legend, and now he is finally waiting for his return.

At this moment, the wind god's throne on the wall of the sky, the wind elemental lord Alakir was furious.

And the four lords of the Wind Council also panicked at this moment.

However, no matter how angry and panicked they were, it was meaningless.

Because they cannot leave the sky wall and come to the world of Azeroth.

The firewall of Azeroth sealed them in the wall of the sky. Instead, Prince Sunderland, who was brought to this world, was resurrected in this world and possessed power beyond legend.

If they come, they can only come with high-level legendary power, so how can they be the opponent of Prince Sunderland?
Sunderland's announcement is not just an announcement of his return, but also a declaration of war.

He accepted the alliance between Jiang Jie and the wind elements and declared war on Al'Akir.

From then on, the Sky Wall was on alert to guard against Sunderland's attack.

"You shouldn't, Sunderland."

Ai Xier lowered his head and looked at the wind sword, with a little reproach in his voice: "Alakir is on guard, I can't bring you back to resurrection! You know, although you can be resurrected in this world, but only in the The wall of the sky is revived, and only with the power of the wind can you challenge Al'Akir!"

"There is nothing in this world that can escape Al'Akir's monitoring, Aishir. Even if I don't declare war, he will know that I have been resurrected. So don't want me to be resurrected on the sky wall."

Sunderland's voice sounded: "I have been sealed for these years, I watched with cold eyes and saw everything clearly! I witnessed the fall of the Fire Demon King again, and the power of the ancient gods swept through my soul! The wind is freedom Yes, the wind will never be a slave! Asher, I should...really be resurrected!"

The wind sword escaped from Ai Xier's hand.

It floated a thousand meters above Jiang Jie's head, into the center of the tornado.

The endless wind gathered towards the wind sword, and all the thunders condensed into one, turning into the appearance of Prince Sunderland.

A wind element demigod more than 20 meters high appeared in the sky.

All the wind elements stopped their commotion and surrendered to the wind god.

So the wind stopped, so the tornado disappeared, so the dust settled, and the whole Crystal Valley returned to calm.

Then, a sword fell from the sky.

Jiang Jie raised his hand suspiciously, and the sword landed in his hand.

It is the wind sword.

The sword was restored to its original shape, only about two meters five long——

Still not suitable for most humans, but for some special people, or some special beings, it may be the best weapon.

And for Jiang Jie, it was also a rare good thing.

Yes, Jiang Jie likes this sword.

But he didn't understand why Prince Sunderland gave up the sword and gave it to himself.

Although this sword has lost its soul and is no longer as powerful as before, it is still a rare legendary weapon, and there are not many in the whole world.

why?
"Because it's not really Thunderfury."

Prince Sunderland floated down from the sky, stood with Aishir, stood in front of Jiang Jie, and quickly shrunk to a height of seven or eight meters.

He stretched out his right hand, and another wind sword appeared in his hand.

On the surface, the two swords look exactly the same.

But if you look closely, you can see the difference.

The wind sword in Jiang Jie's hand is made of precious alloy, filled with the power of wind and lightning.

The wind sword in Prince Sunderland's hand was forged by wind and lightning, and it was integrated with Prince Sunderland.

In other words, this sword is the extension of Prince Sunderland's power, the embodiment of power.

The Wind Sword in the hands of Prince Sunderland is the real Excalibur.

"Thank you for rescuing me from Ragnaros, that is a small reward for you, young man."

The wind sword in Prince Sunderland's hand disappeared, and was replaced by a mass of flowing pure wind: "This is your second reward. I have witnessed everything about you during this time. Are you condensing the body of the wind element? You still have an ancient wind spirit? These pure winds can help you raise them to a high-level legendary level."

Pure wind.

This is the essence of the wind element condensed by Prince Sunderland himself.

He is the second most powerful wind element in the sky wall, and he also has part of the wind element authority.

Although he was resurrected in Azeroth instead of the sky wall, he didn't even recover all his power, but just summoning these wind elemental energies from the sky wall and condensing them into this pure wind is not enough What.

Jiang Jie smiled.

This is what he deserves.

The previous covenant was beneficial to both parties, and it was not considered a reward.

The pure wind was integrated into Jiang Jie's body, enhancing the essence of the wind element avatar and the ancient wind spirit Gale, and raising them both to the high-level legendary level.

Afterwards, the wind sword also penetrated into the body, floating around the light and dark Taiji.

The wind element clone reached out, and the wind sword fell into his hand.

Then, the ancient wind spirit gale got into the wind sword.

This sword has regained its soul.

In this way, the gale and the wind element are merged into one.

The sum of their powers is infinitely close to the demigod level.

With a wind sword in hand, even if the wind element avatar appears alone, it is still in this world, second only to the wind element of Prince Sunderland and the wind-kissed elf, and firmly ranks third.

The wind element avatar was once the weakest, but now it has become the strongest.

Miss Xalatas pursed her lips.

The power of the four elephants has strengthened again, and the suppression of her has become stronger, and freedom has been farther away from him.

Prince Sunderland is really generous.

And this is still not the end.

"I heard the sound of the wind, are you planning to attack Ahn'Qiraj?"

The voice of Prince Sunderland sounded again: "In the depths of Ahn'Qiraj is the prison of the ancient god C'Thun, and the Qiraji are his servants. Since we have formed an alliance, I will participate in this battle!"

Jiang Jie's eyes finally lit up!
It was a surprise.

He was still thinking about how to persuade Prince Sunderland to help, but he didn't expect that Prince Sunderland would take the initiative to speak up!

How strong is Sunderland?

Although he failed to return to his full glory, he was still a demigod-level existence, probably no worse than those in the Wind Council.

And the wind elements under his command are more than tens of millions, it is difficult to count.

There is also the help of the Wind Kiss Spirit.

With their help, dealing with Ahn'Qiraj will be much easier!

After joy, regain your composure.

"So, what do I need to pay?" Jiang Jie asked.

"Al'Akir's power is beyond your imagination! The wind elemental lord is older than this world, and wanting to challenge it is definitely not as simple as you imagine."

Prince Sunderland said: "After the battle of Ahn'Qiraj, go to Uldum! I need you to summon the strongest force you can muster, help me defeat Al'Akir, and help me become the new wind elemental lord! Remember, Al'Akir and the Wind Council are my enemies, that battle will be more difficult than you imagine!"

Is that the case?

Uldum, I happen to be going there too!
After the Battle of Ahn'Qiraj?
It's almost time.

So, why not promise you?
"One year."

Jiang Jie said: "After the Battle of Ahn'Qiraj, within one year, I will help you defeat Al'Akir and become the new wind element lord!"

"Then, may you have a love that will never regret." Prince Sunderland sent his blessing.

"Thank you for your well wishes, Sunderland."

Jiang Jie chuckled, thinking of Fenner: "I already have it."

"Really? Is that the little girl named 'Fenna'? She is amazing. She has the power bestowed by Tyre and Azadas."

Prince Sunderland and the wind-kissed elves gradually disappeared, and became one with the wind: "Then, I wish you a wonderful journey!"

(End of this chapter)