Antonidas looked on in despair.
Was this the power of an ancient dragon that stood at the top of the world?
The Breaking Dawn Mage's full strength, no, even the combined attack of two Kirin Tor Senators at the peak of the Radiant Moon level, was not enough to defeat Nefarian?!
The old Mage suddenly realized Kael 'thas' anger.
The prince watched his good friend and colleague die, his handsome face twisted with anger.
However, when he raised his chin, he did not have the courage to look Nefarian in the eye.
"Blasphemer! Leave the [Dalajan Eye] behind! "
The prince tried to attack Tyron directly, but a Death Knight who quickly moved in front of Tyron blocked his magic.
As if to vent his anger at the death of his good friend, the Elven Prince raised and separated his hands that were filled with magic power. Almost at the same time, the Death Knight began to scream in pain. His limbs were torn off one by one, separated from his torso. The shocking scene made Antonidas regain his senses.
The Breaking Dawn Mage finally saw it.
If he had not attacked Nefarian directly, the Black Dragon King would not have bothered to intervene in the battle of mortals like them.
This might be an opportunity, even if it was the pity of the most powerful enemy!
"Kill all the Death Knights!" The old Mage was still angry.
On the other side, Nefarian opened the portal leisurely.
On the other side, another Kirin Tor Senator teleported over and joined the fierce battle against the Death Knights.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
The three Archmages looked at the invaders with eyes full of anger. So what?
As Nefarian entered the portal, the Death Knights began to blur. The Dalajan Mages did not dare to follow because they could clearly feel the Draconic Aura of more Black Dragons coming from the other side of the portal.
They could not be sure of the extent of the cooperation between the Black Dragon Army and the Horde.
If they continued to chase, it was very likely that the Black Dragons would be angered. It was very likely that they would set the entire Violet Castle on fire before the Red Dragon Army arrived.
A few more Mages arrived, but just like their chairman, they fell into a dejected silence.
Antonidas couldn't help but look at Kael 'thas, at this noble prince who was also regarded as a representative of the new generation. He suddenly understood why the Alliance's hero was Duque and not Kael 'thas.
This elegant prince seemed perfect, but he lacked the most crucial courage and boldness.
When Nesario was wreaking havoc on Lordaeron, only two mortal heroes dared to attack him head-on — Duque and Uther. Kael'thas, who was also present at the time, was not there!
However, Antonidas did not have the right to criticize Prince Kael 'thas because he, too, lacked the courage to fight a god-like enemy.
His heart was filled with disappointment. He and the other members of the Kirin Tor had always been the pride of the Dalajan, the protectors of the city, but tonight he had failed.
He finally knew his limits. It turned out that he was just a slightly more powerful mortal. In the end, he did not have the courage to fight against a god-like existence.
He stared at the starry sky, and his heart was filled with regret. After all, he had watched the enemy take away the Dalajan's Eye, one of the most powerful artifacts in the City of Mages.
Antonidas knew very well what it meant to lose this artifact.
When Duque had visited, he and Duque had discussed this issue.
The [Dalajan's Eye] represented supreme arcane power. It could provide the most powerful source of power for the Dark Portal.
The [Sargeras's Scepter] represented supreme control. It allowed Ner 'zhul to easily control every bit of power that was poured into the Dark Portal.
The [Book of Medivh] depicted the spatial barrier structure of the entire planet Azeroth. With it, Ner 'zhul could open the Dark Portal in any corner of the planet Azeroth, including the main cities of every kingdom.
"Fortunately, we only lost a divine artifact," Antonidas comforted himself.
Soon, he was slapped in the face.
The sentinel sent by the Red Dragon Legion to the Tomb of Sargeras in the Endless Sea sent a magical image.
A terrible demon had been defeated.
It was killed by a group of heroic orcs.
It could be clearly seen that the orcs had taken a long stick from one of its claws. It looked like a spear with a wooden handle and a silver tail.
The long stick was inlaid with a huge gem that emitted a dazzling white light. There were many sharp thorns gathered on the gem. The brilliance of the gem made the darkness in the room pale in comparison. From time to time, the gem would emit sparks, but in the end, it would disappear into the darkness.
Obviously, that was the [Sargeras's Scepter], the artifact that Ner 'zhul had dreamed of obtaining.
Within a day, two of their most important divine items were stolen by the tribe.
As a result, the news of Grom Hellscream leading a counterattack in the Silverpine Forest and the Blackhand Brothers leading an army to attack the Redridge Mountains were both shocking news.
The higher-ups of the Alliance finally realized that the attacks of the entire Horde in the Eastern Kingdom were actually all feints to cover up their actions of stealing the artifacts.
Of course, they didn't know that the purpose of Ner 'zhul stealing the three artifacts was just to escape. But in any case, the terrifying possibility of their king being directly blown up was enough to drive them crazy.
"Those useless Dalajan mages! They actually let the artifacts be stolen even when they knew that something might happen! "
"But that's Nefarian, the King of the Black Dragons! Who can deal with him? "
"If we gather all the power of the Dalajan and Cuel Salas …"
No matter how the higher-ups of the Alliance discussed, everyone had to look at Karazhan. Duque was the last line of defense of the entire Alliance.
If even the [Book of Medivh] that Duque was in charge of was stolen, the entire Alliance would probably fall into endless panic.
No one thought that the pressure on Duque was even greater.
This was because Duque had to face the artifact [Gul 'dan's Skull]. He couldn't beat him, so he had to kill the Lich King Ner' zhul!
Standing on the scorched land in front of Karazhan, Ner 'zhul looked at the tower in the distance that was shining with mysterious arcane light, but he wasn't nervous at all.
He couldn't hear the howling of ghosts when the wind blew against the wind, because the sound of the wind couldn't compare to the whispers echoing in Ner 'zhul's ears.
He held the head in his hand and looked deep into the hollow eye sockets. Then he heard Gul 'dan's voice. To Ner 'zhul, the voice that came from the soul seemed to have a life of its own.
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