The cold wind tore at Rhonin's red hair, his face brimming with fighting spirit. The wizard who had taken the initiative to come to the frontlines smiled.
Looking at the one and only disciple of Marcus, the blonde female knight in red armour who was brimming with holy light revealed a doubtful gaze, "Are you alright? Your colleagues are exhausted to the point of collapsing. "
The female knight had just been complaining about the wizards' lack of effort, but now that there was a volunteer, she felt a little embarrassed. She knew that she could not blame the wizards.
The Undying's lineup was even more terrifying.
A Breaking Dawn Great Lich Anastrian led a large group of Radiant Moon Liches. These former allies of the elves had become the greatest threat to the living after they fell.
If not for the other side rushing into the city, the legendary Holy Knight Saidan Dathrohan might have rushed out and killed them, and Stratholme would have fallen in less than half a day. But now, the enemy was casting spells from afar, closing in step by step. The defenders could not hold on any longer.
The biggest problem was that they did not have a Breaking Dawn wizard on their side.
Despite Rhonin's courage, his rank was too low, and this was the biggest problem. He was clearly a disciple of the legendary wizard Duke Marcus, but his development was completely different from that of Duque's other disciple and 'fiancée', Jaina.
More than a decade had passed, and Jaina had risen from an insignificant wizard to a Radiant Moon Great Wizard. But Rhonin was stuck at the Morning Star realm, unable to advance.
Outsiders always secretly mocked Duque for being blind and taking in a lousy student.
Only Rhonin knew what kind of path he was taking.
Master Du Ke's words echoed in his ears every night when he woke up from his dreams.
"Rhonin, don't doubt it. You and Jaina are both geniuses among geniuses. But the two of you have completely different paths to walk. Jaina's forte lies in change. Using limited magic to create the greatest change and damage is her path. "
"And your path is the arcane magic! As the foundation of most elemental magic, the arcane magic has never been the most offensive, but its endurance is the best. If Jaina needed mana to become a Breaking Dawn Great Wizard, then the mana you needed would be the Endless Sea. It sounds unfair to you, but when you succeed, you'll realize that you're far more powerful than Jaina can imagine … "
No one else knew that ever since thirteen years ago, Duque had sealed ninety percent of Luo Ning's magic circuits with Luo Ning's consent.
He could clearly feel how exaggerated his arcane circuits were, and how shocking the magic power flowing in them was, but he could only use one-tenth of it.
What kind of grievance was this? What kind of oppression was this?
More than once, Luo Ning wanted to tear off the seal on the circuit. Duque did tell him the method to tear off the seal.
At the same time, he had another order.
"I won't let you die without opening the seal. What you need to do is just to accumulate your strength! The later you break the seal, the stronger the power you will be able to unleash. "
"The decision is in your hands …"
In your hands …
Your hand …
In …
Back then, Duque had sent Luo Ning away knowing that there would be a battle in Karazhan. That deep blessing still echoed in Luo Ning's ears.
So many years had passed. Even when his master was not around, the Marcus Family's support for Luo Ning had never decreased. They provided Luo Ning with everything he needed, in accordance to the standards of a peak Radiant Moon Wizard.
In the East Valley City of the Elven Forest, there was even a tower specially built for Luo Ning. On the surface, it was a Radiant Moon tower, but in reality, it could be expanded into a Breaking Dawn tower at any time.
All of this made Luo Ning feel that Duque was indebted to him.
Luo Ning looked at the Radiant Moon Lich that was less than a hundred meters away from the city walls, surrounded by Death Knights. He could feel the female Holy Knight's hope, and with the two remaining Radiant Moon Wizards of Lordaeron injured, Luo Ning said heroically, "Colonel Abbendis, I can try."
Yes, in front of Ronin was General Abbendis's daughter, Bridget Abbendis. She had entered the battlefield when she was only 14 years old, and in the past three years, she had made countless contributions in the small-scale battles against the Orcs. Now, at the age of 17, she had already become a Colonel.
Bridget's beautiful golden eyebrows raised, and he asked, "How confident are you?"
"30%!"
"Oh?" Without saying anything else, Bridget raised the white kite shield in his left hand and gripped the war hammer in his right.
Luo Ning frowned, "You're betting 30% with me?"
"Dalajan! You will never understand the weight of the words Stratholme in the hearts of the people of Lordaeron. Just like how we cannot understand your Dalajan's obsession with magic. This probability is enough for me to bet my life three times! Not to mention that you are Uncle Marcus' disciple! Five times is enough! "Bridget laughed out loud.
Is that the dusk of desperation?
Is that the darkness of the banners?
Under the leadership of a female knight who could be considered a young lady, less than a hundred Scarlet Cross soldiers and a red-haired mage launched a desperate counterattack against the Undying Army of the Scourge Army that was surging towards them.
"Leave the Death Knights to me!" Without the slightest hesitation, Bridget used his golden light to block the dark attacks aimed at Luo Ning.
Luo Ning charged forward quickly, not even using [Flash] or any speed boosting spells. In his eyes, there was only the sneering Lich who looked like a high elf from afar.
As a Lich who had voluntarily turned into a human, the former Silver Moon Councilor had a face that was more resistant to decay than ordinary undead. The power of darkness acted as his cells and continued to activate his muscles. Apart from his pale face and the ferocious skull staff in his hand, he was no different from a high elf mage.
Looking at Luo Ning who bravely charged forward, he felt an extraordinary jealousy.
It was jealousy towards the living!
It was also a way to vent his dissatisfaction towards his own situation!
If he could turn Quel 'Thalas into a nation of the dead after being coerced into becoming an Undead and continue to rule over his compatriots, perhaps Shahnk would feel much better.
Unfortunately, everything had taken a turn for the worse with Duke's appearance.
They followed the king and betrayed their people, but only received the title of traitor. The one that Arthas trusted the most was Kel 'Thuzad, who was resurrected by the Sunwell, and not Anastrian, the king of Luo Ning.
This made Luo Ning's position even more awkward.
Luo Ning, who could command tens of thousands of elves, could only command tens of thousands of stupid human farmers who had turned into undead. This made Luo Ning very unhappy.
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