The failure of Surama City could not be blamed on the nobles and Tyrande, who were the successors of Ravenkaise.
Ravenkaise's first victory was an abnormal product, and it could not even be said to be lucky.
It was simply a matter of extreme risk to count on when the ultimate weapon in the hands of the enemy would be activated.
The power of the Well of Eternity was cut off by Duque, and most of the Elven Mages died.
Furthermore, in order to make up for their first failure, the Burning Legion gathered many times the combat power of the Elven Army every time they attacked.
Mannoroth led more than ten Void Lords to charge together. How could the Elves, who did not have that many Heroic Domain Masters, resist?
That's right, when Moon Goddess Elune contacted the Dragons to support them, the Dragons were also unlucky.
At this point in time, even though the Dragons had the largest number, ever since the formation of the Dragon Army in Azeroth, they had never experienced any large-scale battles.
The Dragons with some experience were mostly land battles, and they usually went to bully the Giants on the ground. They did not have the corresponding aerial combat experience.
Even though they had a natural advantage in terms of physical strength, the Dragons were at a great disadvantage against the aerial forces of the Apocalypse Guards, which were ten times their number.
There was a huge difference in experience and numbers. As soon as the two sides clashed, the Dragons were shot down like turkeys. Tyrande, Illidan, and Ronin, who were watching the battle from the ground, were stunned and did not know what to say — the number of Dragons and Apocalypse Guards that fell was about one to two, but the problem was that the Burning Legion had more aerial forces!
The Apocalypse Guards covered the sky, and it seemed like there was no end to them.
Originally, when the five Dragon Aspects attacked together, they had indeed suppressed the demon army. Their combat power was unparalleled, but ever since the appearance of the almost indomitable super demon Archimonde, the five Dragon Aspects had suffered a setback.
Ronin was dumbfounded. Only at this moment did he realize how lucky his group was to defeat Archimonde ten thousand years later. That was because Archimonde had most of his power suppressed. This Archimonde had used the powerful power of the Well of Eternity to directly break through the planet's defense circle and summon his complete form!
At his peak, Archerons was simply an invincible existence.
The claws of the five Dragon Aspects could not even leave a deep wound on his body. Even if they scratched a meter-deep wound, it would be perfectly repaired by the Power of Darkness in the next instant.
Of all times, the damn Nethario jumped in the wrong direction. Just like in history, he used the Demon Soul to trap the Dragon Race. In his desperation, Krasus was willing to risk changing history to persuade the Red Dragon Queen not to inject her power into the Dragon's Soul. However, he was not an official member of the dragon race in this time and space, so his advice was ignored.
Bad news came one after another. Tyrande, who had exhausted all of her mana on the battlefield, had been captured by the Satyr King Savis.
This was undoubtedly a bolt out of the blue for Illidan, who was the only one left.
Seeing Illidan's uncertain expression, Rhonin finally realized that he had to pull the last force of Azeroth into the fray as soon as possible. He said to Grom and the others, "You guys stay in Fort Raven. I'll go find Cenarius!"
Originally, it would have been best to let Malfurion, the eldest disciple of Cenarius, negotiate, but Malfurion's soul was trapped. Ronin could only bite the bullet and go!
In the city of Azeroth, Duque looked at the huge empty shelf in a daze. Without enough mana to tear open the dimensional barrier reinforced by the planet's magic circle, this portal was destined to be a decoration.
However, it was Archimonde's job to deal with the guardian or plunder enough mana.
Du's bad taste kicked in, and he made the portal that was supposed to greet Sargeras into the style of the Dark Portal.
The portal that was filled with the evil wind of darkness even gained the appreciation of the Twins of Erida. The pair of beautiful demon sisters even hinted that Duque could have a friendly conversation with them at night to understand each other's strengths and weaknesses.
As an upright and reliable young man, Duque decisively refused.
"Oh! That's a pity. Infernal Affairs, you clearly exude the scent of a female … "Alises licked her coquettish lips.
"Actually, sometimes I even feel that you're not a part of the Burning Legion … Compared to those violent and barbaric fellows, you're too … law-abiding! Although the legion doesn't mind adding some capable and disciplined strong people … "Queen Saloras said pointedly.
Duque opened his hands in a serious manner, and two extremely pure black flames emerged from his palms. "Sorry, I love power the most! Only power is my ultimate pursuit! "
"Hehe! No one said that it's bad to pursue power! "
"But other than power, other Eredar warlocks also have their own pursuits, such as …"
The Twins probed faintly, or rather, they were guiding Duque's attention. In fact, Duque had long discovered that a high elf lady was happily chatting with an Eredar warlock in the bushes a hundred yards away.
Duque knew that he couldn't stay here any longer. Before accomplishing his ultimate goal of tricking the Burning Legion, Duque had to pretend to be a fallen person who yearned for the life of a demon. The problem was that he was too obedient and followed the rules.
Previously, Kil 'jaeden had counted on him to open the door for Archimonde to descend, and the other small details could be ignored. Now that Archimonde had descended, in fact, Duque was no longer a necessary candidate for the legion in Azeroth. If Duque wanted to carry out his plan, he had to continue to stay in the core position of the legion.
Then, he had to think of ways to discredit himself and continue to gain Kil 'jaeden's trust.
It wasn't easy to deceive a demon commander.
Duque was already thinking if he should find a chance to go to the frontlines and slaughter thousands of Night Elves …
On the other side, the Twins were still egging Duque on. "Actually, I know that Lord Sargeras doesn't like people like Queen Azshara."
That's right! He had a strong taste and liked Gahrona …
"If you like, you can totally take that so-called queen, and then use your identity as a high-rank lord to announce that these high elves are your exclusive slave race."
Sigh, I haven't even succeeded yet, and I'm already tearing down the plank?
Duque shrugged helplessly. "It's a pity that I don't like to climb trees, and I don't like to climb a tree with dark purple bark …"
Aures rolled her eyes. "What about her?"
Duque suddenly saw the figure of the priestess who had pale purple skin and was a little shorter than him. He spat out a mouthful of blood.
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