Thousands of meters away, Duque and Antonidas could already 'see' each other.
They both felt bad.
Duque's heart was filled with sighs. Even though he knew that Antonidas would fall, he had never thought that a Breaking Dawn mage who had fought for the Alliance for more than a decade and was hailed as the top combat power would end up like this. Duque did not know if he would end up worse than Antonidas if he really fell to Frostmourne.
Of course, it was very likely that he would, because he did not believe in his own moral principles.
It was ironic that the most immoral person was the most determined warrior, 'unwaveringly' leading the Alliance to fight against evil …
Thinking about it made him chuckle.
However, as a man who could move the entire world, the smartest way for Duque was to not let himself fall into that kind of tragedy!
As for Antonidas, he saw Duque use the magic circuit in his body to control the Dalajan's Mage Tower and stop the Scourge Army's attack, becoming the savior of the world once again.
For some reason, hatred seemed to grow in his illusory soul shell as if it had a life of its own.
He activated the secret door left in his lifeless body.
Like a child pouncing on a brand new toy, he rushed over impatiently.
He knew that no matter how far away he was from Arthas, there was an invisible chain that chained him to the hands of the fallen prince like a dog.
He was powerless to change his fate. At this moment, he started to hear whispers.
"Kill Duque and let him serve my glory like you, Antonidas. You will work for death together, and you will both desire to obey and be enslaved. Arthas is my first and most beloved Death Knight. He will forever command all of you, and all of you will feel honored. "
Frostmourne was tempting Antonidas, wanting to kill Duke Marcus who was in the midst of a hero. It wanted to pull that great hero of the Alliance into the same situation as him.
Yes!
If the commander of the Alliance became a lich, it would definitely be a huge blow to the entire Alliance!
Antonidas' face started to show a cold and hollow laugh.
"Yes! As long as I return to my body! I'll become a peak Breaking Dawn Great Lich … "
Evil whispers were the most terrifying brainwashing in the world. This was not a simple hypnosis, but a kind of gradual inducement, constantly exerting influence on the soul until the victim took the imposed will as his own.
Antonidas's soul flew over.
In an instant, he entered the body that he was extremely familiar with.
Ah!
Such a familiar feeling!
This was the feeling of a mortal body!
For a moment, Antonidas almost thought that he could be resurrected.
Unfortunately, this was a beautiful and cruel illusion.
His soul was no longer that of a human.
Arthis had cut off his path of retreat from the very beginning. After being transformed by Frostmourne, it was impossible for his soul to return to the past.
Demon Spirit, then Lich.
"Not bad! That bastard Balnazzar didn't do anything to my body, "Antonidas cursed.
Balnazzar didn't even alter the old mage's body or leave any traces of evil on it in order to hide it perfectly. Even though it was to carry out a bigger scheme, it had undoubtedly benefited Antonidas.
If his remains were destroyed, even if he became a lich, his strength would be greatly reduced.
The moment he returned to his body, the signs of a living person on the surface of the old mage's body rapidly faded. His already dark yellow skin shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his white hair became incredibly dull. Due to the shrinking of his skin and muscles, his eyeballs looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets.
Opening his eyes was actually opening his spirit sense. Antonidas saw his palms that were no different from a zombie's, and he couldn't help but feel sorrow.
"No —" First, it was a roar of denial, followed by endless jealousy in his heart. "How can I be the only fallen one? Only Duque! I can't let Duque go … "
However, a situation that Antonidas had not expected happened.
His repeated murmurs, which were like a curse, were suddenly like a goose that had its neck grabbed, unable to make a sound.
If he could still sweat, at this moment, Antonidas would definitely be drenched in sweat.
Beside the Dalajan city, Duque and Kael 'thas met up again.
Kael 'thas had obviously returned to his mage tower. He looked at the scene and was a little puzzled. "Antonidas, that lich didn't catch up? And the authority … "
In his field of vision, the mage tower's authority had not completely fallen. The hundreds of mage towers in the Dalajan city were clearly firing at each other. Countless elemental lights intersected in the air and then bombarded each other's towers. If not for the fact that this was a battle to the death, it would be even more spectacular than a fireworks show.
The powerful Mana Shock had destroyed half of the city in just a moment.
Almost all the streets were burned in the flames.
There was no destruction like in other cities. Instead, because of the exaggerated turbulence of energy, the collapsed buildings were more like some kind of magical and evil work of art.
One of the Mage Towers exploded.
It was originally destroyed by fire elements, but during the explosion, it caused a gap in the world of ice elements to collapse. A huge amount of ice elements sputtered out and froze all the scattered bricks in the air.
Even the mage apprentices who were seeking refuge near the mage tower and the Undead Army who were slaughtering were completely frozen.
The originally solid tiles on the streets were like waves formed by pixels, arching up layer by layer and falling down layer by layer. The entire Dalajan city seemed to be experiencing a never-ending earthquake.
However, thanks to Duque's temporary control over the mage towers and the clear arrows on each mage tower, more than half of the mages and mage apprentices managed to escape to the west of the city.
More than half of the mages and mage apprentices managed to escape to the west of the city.
Outside the city was an army of a hundred thousand that was ready for battle!
Seeing Duque and Kael 'thas come out, Mograine, who had returned to command the army a step earlier, heaved a sigh of relief. "Cover each other, retreat! Our target — Silverpine Forest! "
At the start, the army with the Scarlet Cross as the core was still very nervous. Several huge phalanxes faced the Dalajan city, taking turns to retreat in an orderly manner.
As the supply troops had already set off, most of the remaining soldiers were Warriors, as well as the hesitant Dalajan Spellcasters and guards.
Kael 'thas raised his Dalajan councilman flag further south of the army. This flag was like a magnet, quickly attracting the people of Dalaran who were fleeing in a panic.
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