Cirvanas's heart was tangled at the moment.
For the sake of her people's hatred, even if she knew that the Lich King's body was not here, she still hoped to teach the bastard Ner 'zhul a terrible lesson.
On the other hand, she was very familiar with the posture of Duque holding her.
When her eldest sister and third sister practiced archery in the Elven Forest, Duque, the bastard, often harassed her sisters with this posture, saying something about a two-man joint attack. As a result, in the end, he could not help but give a lot of dog food to the one-handed dog.
And eight out of ten times it would make a lot of "pa pa pa" noise, so Cirvanas, who had sensitive ears and eyes, had to run a few kilometers away.
In the past, Cirvanas hated Duque to the core. She did not expect that now she would enjoy this treatment.
Duque, the bastard, was still … no! Match! Smooth! Hand!
Cirvanas was going crazy. Of course, she knew why. The four Windrunner sisters, except for the youngest Lilas, the first three sisters were about the same height.
Of course, there was a difference in size, but for Duque, there was no difference.
The most confusing thing for Cirvanas was that she used to be very disgusted, and she wanted Duque to get as far away as possible. However, it seemed that after he was saved by Du Ke in the certain death situation of the Sun Chasing Royal Court, he did not realize that his mentality had changed.
Even though she was shy …
Even though she was a little annoyed …
Even though the integration at the soul level made her have an illusion of being seen naked …
But the feeling was unexpectedly not too bad. She could not accept it from the bottom of her heart, but at least it was not uncomfortable.
Clearly, her reason told her that this feeling seemed to be very dangerous, but her heart, her body, and her soul had a sense of anticipation to see what would happen next.
Suddenly, the scene of her kissing Duque in a daze came to her mind.
Damn it, what's wrong with me?
Cirvanas cast a fierce glare at Duke diagonally behind her.
"Bastard, I will make you pay!" Lor'themar and the others heard Cirvanas' cursing, but they subconsciously thought that Cirvanas was cursing at the Lich King.
It was impossible for a third party to know that she was actually scolding Duque for taking advantage of her.
She steadied her footsteps and decided to ignore that bastard Duque. Her eyes were only left with the ferocious and threatening large ice blue skull in the air.
Cirvanas, who put away all distracting thoughts, had a grave expression on his face. His facial lines were taut, silently pursing his lips into a straight line.
Ner 'zhul's noisy threat still echoed over the beach. "You mortals have no chance! You will all die! If you don't want your souls to be imprisoned under my throne and tortured for ten thousand years after you die! You'd better join me now! This is the last time I'm persuading you to surrender — "
Every elf stared at Cirvanas.
At some point in time, this ranger general who had once left the elves had become the backbone of the surviving elves.
Her every word and action would represent the whole of Sin 'dorei.
Now, she would take this step. After this step, she would throw the dice that would determine the fate of the entire elven race.
Although he had already predicted her choice, no one knew whether the end of this path would lead to victory or destruction after placing the bet. Even so, at this moment, everyone still chose to hand the final decision to Cirvanas!
Cirvanas subconsciously looked at the arrow flickering with lightning in his hand. The purplish-blue lightning actually flickered with a faint radiance under the gray and black Canopy of Necromancy. Every vein on the wooden shaft seemed to be wriggling like a spirit snake.
It was time to hand over the answer …
At this moment, as the gold coin between the fingers of Duque 'divine soul slid across Cirvanas' arm, a burst of golden light burst from the longbow. The golden radiance extended to that long arrow, but it was wrapped within Cirvanas' purple-blue lightning radiance.
On the hill, the elves seemed to hear the sound of a horn in a trance.
That was the horn of war.
That was the horn of Sin 'dorei's revenge on the Scourge Army.
They took a deep breath.
In the next moment.
The long sound of the horn of war, which lingered on the beach and drifted between heaven and earth, accompanied by the sound of the bowstring — it officially sounded!
A beam of light that represented the hope of the elves, and even the entire alliance, shot from the ground to the sky. It was like a ray of dawn that shone on the earth, breaking through the darkness and breaking through the dark clouds.
At the same time, it shot the illusory skull that no longer had the support of the power of darkness.
This arrow was like a signal flare.
Then, Du Ke raised his arms high and allowed the Mana from the Sun Well branch meridian to gush out towards the sky.
Previously, the arrow had only shot a hole in the cold, dark clouds. Now, the energy of the Sunwell that Duque had activated was like a pair of incomparably huge hands that tore apart the dark sky and tore it apart!
"Long live the alliance!" Without needing Duque to give the order, Mograine immediately understood. He raised the [Ashbringer] in his hand high up.
Under the guidance of this holy sword that emitted an even stronger holy light, more than 200,000 troops spread out from the entire Isle of Quel 'Danas and rushed towards the Sunwell Highland where the Sunwell was.
They had thought that after the Lich King extracted a large amount of soul energy from the undead creatures, there would be no more resistance on the island. But obviously, this thought was wrong.
Indeed, after Duque killed Antonidas, the power of darkness that the Lich King had injected into the Great Lich's temporary territory had collapsed.
However, with the Lich King personally taking action, the remaining power of darkness was once again scattered in all directions.
Not only were the High Elves that originally guarded the island resurrected as undead, but due to the quality of these elite guards, many of them directly became Death Knights.
To make matters worse, the Burning Legion seemed to have started to interfere.
The sky began to rain … a green meteor shower.
When they saw huge rocks wrapped in green flames falling from the sky, they first blasted a huge pit in the ground, then turned into human-shaped stone giants that were more than ten meters tall and crawled out to attack the Alliance soldiers …
A distant memory surfaced in everyone's mind.
The veterans and generals who had experienced the second battle at the Dark Portal were no strangers to this scene.
It was a huge demon summoned by a Warlock, [Hellfire]!
Such a terrifying demon was not something that could be defeated by conventional means.
The most effective way to fight against [Hellfire] was holy light, followed by magic.
However, the hundreds of Hellfires that should have become the new focus of the entire battlefield were quickly ignored by the Alliance soldiers.
This was because a huge black pillar of light suddenly rose from the Sunwell in the north. Everyone could clearly feel an evil will rising.
It was the rebirth of a Great Lich!
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