In the Lordaeron Continent, something that caught everyone off guard happened...

It was just a short month, and the situation suddenly changed, which gave the Lordaeron Alliance, which had originally gained breathing time and gradually began to counterattack and suppress the undead natural disasters, was now suppressed again in the Lordaeron Royal City. It was about to lose, or even a mess, and the country was destroyed and there was no possibility of any turnaround?

This is indeed beyond everyone's expectations and looks a bit incredible, but, yes, that's right, that's the truth now!

Now, on the entire Lordaeron continent, except for the small strongholds of the East-West plague places, such as the Fireplace Valley, Daron County and the Hand of Tyr, they are still struggling to resist the fierce attacks of the undead who poured out of Stantosom. In addition to their tide-like offensives, only Dalaran and Lordaeron are left, the two lakeside cities located on both sides of Lake Lordaermil.

In other places, except for Quelthalas, which is still guarding the Elf Gate to watch on the wall in the north, and Hinterland, which has a high mountain and a far-off undead and a low-population density, the other places, including the Arachi Heights and the wetlands opposite the Saldo Bridge, have now all or partially fallen.

It can be said that half of the land in the entire eastern kingdom has almost fallen into the hands of the undead natural disasters.

And all this starts with the incident a month ago...

At that time, in a calm sea area between Nanhai Town and Danmoro, starting from Storm City, King Varian Wrien, who originally planned to go north to rescue the Storm Kingdom in Lordaeron and his nearly 10,000 under his command, was almost said to be the most elite main force in the Storm Kingdom. Their fleet encountered ambush and raids from the cunning and evil undead army at the sea, and caused nearly thirty sea ships to be wiped out in the entire fleet... And this was the fuse of everything!

Shortly afterwards, Stormwind City and the entire Lordaeron Alliance soon learned the truth and learned that in addition to two military mages and three griffon knights who had been sent out and had been patrolling the sky in the distance, all the soldiers, including King Varian Wrien, were either killed in battle or drowned in the vast sea!

Then,

In addition to grief, most people think that this matter may end like this.

After all, the dead are gone, and the living still need to struggle in this tragic world and fight against the evil and terrifying undead, and try their best to gain the right to continue to survive on this land. This is a cruel fact that all Lordaeron people understand very well.

Besides, now, except for the relatively peaceful and part of the Storm Kingdom and Kazmodan, which have not yet been attacked by the undead, people from other places are fighting the dead and striving to survive. There is not much time to mourn or mourn the brave king from the Storm Kingdom who "died before he succeeded."

Varian Wrien was indeed dead, and died on that sea, and could not even find the body. He died in the hands of the evil natural disasters of the dead, just like countless other dead people. Things were so simple.

However,

Then, something shocked and terrible happened:

The King Varian Wrien, who originally thought he was dead and had no bones, and the thousands of elite Lordaeron soldiers under his command who had already fed fish, landed in South China Sea Town in armor that was already a little black or rusty. In the remaining half a month, they swept across the Arachi Heights, Hillsbrad Hills, Altlan Mountains and Silver Pine Forest!

Finally, after a month, they led an even more terrifying army of undead, which was said to have reached nearly two or three million, and once again surrounded the two cities of Lordaeron and Dalaran.

That's right, Varian Wrien is no longer the brave King of Stormwind. He died in the sea. However, together with his soldiers who were brave enough to die in battle or drowned in a grievance, most of them were salvaged by the undead and resurrected to become a dead soul, and they also stood again on the opposing position of all the living Lordaeron people!

Today, almost everyone has learned about the horror of the undead troops in Stormwind City, and has also accepted that there is no king of Stormwind City in this world. Some are just a resurrection from the dead, cruel and evil, release the plague and kill countless living people, and cruelly resurrect the dead and enslave the dead to attack more living people, and his name is

——Death Knight Varian Wrien, the new master of the Demon Sword Frost and the new commander-in-chief of the Undead Natural Scourge!

...

At this point, the city surrounded by heavy and sad breath, which was surrounded by the undead and prepared to attack, has gathered nearly 100,000 troops and tens of thousands of armed refugees. They come from various places in the northern Lordaeron continent, including the Arachi Heights and the Ultrarank Mountains...

Of course, in addition to that, there are also armies of varying number of support from Dalaran, Hindlan or Kazmodan!

In fact, most of the refugees, including the original residents of Lordaeron, have been transferred to the safer island of Fenris, including the original residents of Lordaeron or Dalaran, have been transferred to the safer island of Fenris. Because the dead seem to have no plans to build ships to attack the large island in the center of Lake Lordaermil? And the extremely deterrent floating fortress, the Naxsamas was hovering in front of the Royal City of Lordaeron, far away, and they were obviously preparing to launch a final bombardment on this largest city of mankind. It must be that there is no plan to attack those refugees who have almost no ability to fight back.

Therefore, the lake island, Lordaeron and Dalaran became the last safe place for the living people of the Lordaeron Alliance. Once Dalaran and Lordaeron are captured, the people hiding on the lake island will definitely become turtles in the jar and there is no possibility of escape!

Perhaps, this is why the undead are not in a hurry to cause trouble for them at all, right?

Since most of the main undead forces, including the senior officials of the undead, have gathered outside Lordaeron, it is natural that most of Dalaran's combat power has also come to Lordaeron. At this point, Dalaran's mages have to admit that the powerful destructive power of the undead is beyond their imagination. At the same time, he also knows that once the last city of Lordaeron falls, Dalaran will really have no support or reliance. If Lordaeron is still there, the undead will definitely not dare to rashly consume troops to attack Dalaran, who is protected by magic. This is a matter of dependent on each other and cannot allow the great mages to think carefully.

Therefore, seeing Naxxamas outside Lordaeron's city and seeing the undead who did not intend to attack Dalaran first, the mages resolutely decided: In addition to leaving the necessary strength to station Dalaran and being alert to the natural disaster troops surrounding Dalaran, other great mages, including the strategic mage groups, all supported Lordaeron on the other end of Lake Lordaermil, preparing to fight the deadly battle with the undead!

And this is why Lordaeron gathered more than 100,000 troops and a large number of armed refugees!

But unfortunately, even if there are regular troops with a number of 100,000, now, except for setting up a large formation of more than 20,000 people outside the city wall, no one has the intention to take the initiative to attack, because... the number of undeads that could be counted by them is almost nearly one million!

That was a number enough to make all the generals and soldiers feel desperate...

so,

At this moment, on the walls of Lordaeron, the generals of the alliance, the leaders or marshals of the troops, and the other ones, were completely unwilling to say anything about any strategy or strategy, because in front of the dense army of undead outside the city, they could not do anything except resisting and hoping to defend Lordaeron, and there was no effective way to take advantage of it.

at this time,

On the arrow tower on a city wall on the outer wall of Lordaeron, the father and daughter, Lord Daval Presto and Katrana Presto, deliberately avoided the eyes of the people and interfered with the hearing of the archers around them, silently stared at the movements of the undead outside the city while communicating in a low voice.

Yes, the one standing next to Lord Presto was after learning that King Varian had died in the sea, was wiped out and transformed into an undead at the same time, and hurriedly settled down Stormwind, temporarily quelling the rebellion of Van Cliff and the western wilderness, and releasing a great duke who had been cheated by her once and was still obsessed with her wholeheartedly infatuated with her, and then hurriedly teleported to Lordaeron, and to the Countess beside her father, Lord Presto.

“…”

"Sorry, my dad, I seem to have accidentally screwed everything up?"

For the Countess Katrana Presto, who claimed to be unparalleled ingenious wisdom, the arrangement that originally thought was smooth but was slapped by the dead. Every time the self-conceived calculation that made her ended up becoming a matter of giving away a head for thousands of miles, it always made her feel extremely ashamed and angry!

If she had been before, she would have been very excited and happy to learn that Varian, the uncontrollable king died under the hands of the undead and was resurrected to be a powerful death knight! But... now she had no other thoughts except shame and anger and wanted to turn into a black dragon and fly out to give those damn undead a "deep breath".

Because, now her position is different from the situation in which she tried every means to subvert Storm City and Storm Kingdom... Because now, she seems to be standing unknowingly on human beings, or to be precise: standing on the position of protecting this land?

Because she had already vaguely known that some of the auras of their father and Lord Presto were gone, and the other party had returned to normal? Therefore, the evil undead natural disasters that spread plagues not only pollute and kill mortals, but also erode the entire earth, and their annoying plagues, must be the black dragons of the "guardians of the earth" who want to get rid of them!

"One..."

"You don't have to apologize to me, you've done a good job... In fact, even I didn't expect that the undead would do such things... Humph! I've underestimated them a little."

Lord Presto, who was silently looking at the undead army in the distance, suddenly laughed, shook his head and sighed and comforted his daughter.

He never thought about punishing the other party. Moreover, the cause of the incident was caused by his instructing the other party to make the Storm Kingdom go north to support Lordaeron as soon as possible. He just felt a little angry that he had unknowingly helped those bones with stenches and maggots?

That kind of thing really made his reputation a little tainted... But fortunately, no third person knew that the source of the matter was him, otherwise he would be a little embarrassed to meet people in the future.

"And, Oni, do you know?"

"If the apology is useful, I will not continue to hide my identity and hide here in Lordaeron to secretly help those mortals... Some things, once they happen, will happen, and any apology or self-blame is useless. What we can do now is to work hard to do things better and do what we want to do, without caring about other people's eyes, that's all."

Thinking about the crazy things he had done, and the attitudes his brothers and sisters hated him to the core, Lord Presto said to comfort and persuade his daughter, and also teased him, what else could he do?

"Yes!"

"Father, I understand!"

Katrana quickly lowered her head and responded, because she was not a naive little woman. She could do anything when she started to be cruel, and the things in Storm City were proof of it! So, she quickly understood some of her father's tips and agreed with it.

"Forget it!"

"Remember what I told you, it is your responsibility, but you must be careful and not be like me anymore."

Sighing, Lord Presto shook his head, not intending to say more, because he discovered the abnormal movements of the undead in the original place, and they had no time to continue talking. Besides, he had said everything he should have said before, and now he had nothing to worry about.

“…”

"Well...they are finally going to start siege? It seems that I don't have much time..."

Lord Presto sighed slightly as he watched the undead start to act and see their huge siege haters pushing out huge siege meat grinders.

"Father?"

Katrana didn't know what the other party was referring to, so she couldn't help but wonder and turned to look at the other party with confusion.

"No hurry, you will understand later."

Lord Presto did not explain much, but frowned and watched the undead in the distance push out terrifying huge meat grinding trucks and those equally ferocious huge stone catapults. At the same time, the floating fortress Naxxas in the distance also slowly came over.

There is no doubt that the undead are not fools. They also know that Lordaeron cannot attack with brute force, so they prepared for a long time and made complete preparations!

‘Hmph…’

At this time, in the distance, I didn't know what spell the Death Knight Varian used, so that his voice came from afar without seeing him directly with his naked eyes.

‘The people in Lordaeron listen to me!’

‘I know that some of you are willing to risk their lives with the hope of saving your allies, from other places, such as Kazmodan or Hindland, to come to this world of the dead to seek answers… Then I will satisfy you generously.’

‘Because the answer you are looking for is actually very simple, that is: all life, and this world, must perish!!’

‘You have no way out now. Put down your weapons and beg me for mercy, but I will reject you! Because, giving your souls for free will be your only choice!’

'but……'

‘I know you may not be willing to do that, so I will help you with magnanimity?’

‘Hmph…’

‘The undead, execute my will: Charge in the name of death! Capture Lordaeron and fight for your masters! Kill, conquer everything, and keep resurrected until the world is conquered!’

‘Today, don’t keep a living person!!’

When the words that sounded like threats or persuading surrender, but finally sounded like provocation, came out of the evil death knight holding the sadness of frost from the mouth of the evil Varian, soon pointed hard towards Lordaeron with the terrible magic sword in his hand...

Finally, the undead, who looked like black tides or waves, roared, and filled the world with the horrible and terrifying sounds, ran forward without fear.

At the same time, the siege equipment of the undead, the meat grinding trucks of all sizes, and the super-large catapults, etc., suddenly rushed towards the walls of Lordaeron or the walls...

Whoosh~! Whoosh~! Whoosh~! Whoosh~!

When those plague corpses hit the city, crushed the houses, spread the plague, and smashed the regular army or armed militia who were standing in the city to the point of being overwhelmed and fond of people; when huge stones, plague barrels hit the city walls fiercely, smashed the rows of soldiers or blown the city walls into large pits and poisonous green fog; when countless ghouls, hatreds or zombies were thrown into the city walls or the city in groups by their own siege equipment, even if they were torn to pieces or break their bones, they had to get up again and fight with the defenders, the battle of attack and defense finally began...

In the sky, while the Naxxamas in the distance was bombarding with various evil weapons in the direction of Lordaeron, he also released a large number of gargoyles. They flew up and covered the sky and the earth, and made bursts of screams, and rushed towards Lordaeron from a distance.

‘…’

‘Her Majesty, I will go to command the troops first!’

After a heavy breath, the Grand Marshal Osmar Garithers, who held the commander Zhang, finally saluted their brave queen who risked his life to stay at the top of the city, then turned around and walked quickly to the podium.

‘!!’

‘Order: Griffon Knights, stop them!!’

Garithers didn't care about the plague corpses and plague barrels that were smashed into the city. Even if they wanted to, they could only let them stay there! As for the zombies or hatreds that were constantly thrown on the city walls or in the city, he didn't care about it, because he knew that the brave Lordaeron soldiers would kill them quickly, which was not a problem.

So, finally, after looking at the densely packed gargoyles in the sky, he resolutely gave orders to the messenger beside him. Soon, on the podium protected by the mages of Dalaran with shields, a flag was raised high by the messenger.

Chiu~!

Soon, the griffin knights from Lordaeron, Eagle Nest Mountain and Kazmodan, who had been waiting for impatiently, rose from the tops of the Lordaeron buildings that had been transformed into beast bars, quickly rose in a violent manner and pounced towards the dense black dots that had pounced on it.

‘…’

The enemy's air units did not have the advantage, and the number was far less than the absolute number of suppression like the ghouls and zombies on the ground, so Grand Marshal Garrith was not worried either.

However, those long-range troops who continue to throw attacks the city walls and the city must think of some solutions. Otherwise, if they are constantly being attacked passively, that is not a good solution.

‘Telection: Dwarfs and gnome helicopters, go and accurately bomb the enemy’s meat grinders and catapults!’

Although he knows that helicopter troops will definitely not be able to cause effective damage to those enemy's huge throwing troops, Garithers, who now has no better choice, can only do that.

Buzz buzz ~!

The sound of steam engines sounded, and the armed helicopters began to start, and took off with a series of high-explosive missiles or bombs and rushed towards the enemy's meat grinders and catapult formations. As for how many they could come back alive, Garithers didn't even think about it.

‘Telection: counterweight catapults, dwarf cannons fire, freely bombard the enemy front-line troops!’

‘Telection: Mortar team and other enemies arrive at the No. 1 area ahead and open fire freely, trying to block the enemy’s offensive!’

‘Telection: Archers and mages, attack freely…’

Looking at the terrible tides of the enemy, and seeing that the enemy did not even bring siege equipment, as if he was determined to fill the walls of Lordaeron with his body. Apart from sending those unimportant orders in pain, Garithers had no idea what to do next, so he could only stand on his podium in a daze, looking at everything with a dark face.

Marshal Garythers knew that the number of enemies was too large, so many that the orders he just issued did not make much sense?

After a while, the violent shelling sounded.

On the ground where the enemy charges, in front of the wall of Lordaeron, a series of boiling solid shells dragged the trajectory and plowed out the "blood paths" of limbs in the dense formation of the undead; burning fuel barrels created huge fireballs in the enemy charge formation, burning countless undeads and creating huge burning zones; the mortar shells began to make sharp whistling sounds, and then after they hit the ground and exploded, they flew away and exploded...

In the sky, the griffin knights bravely fought against the gargoyles. From time to time, the griffin and the knights fell down with snowflakes. Those who were lucky enough to open the parachute in time, while those who were seriously injured would follow their mounts and hit the ground hard!

However, before the enemy Naxxamas approached, the griffon knights did indeed gain the upper hand. Therefore, correspondingly, more gargoyles were broken by the storm hammers or griffons of the griffon knights, or were petrified and dropped in the whole place, smashing them on the houses on the ground...

In the distance, the enemy's catapults and meat grinders began to fly into the air, and bursts of fire and explosion sounded. It was the helicopters who started their violent bombing and cannon strafing!

However, it is a pity that they had penetrated deep into the enemy formation, and soon they rushed into the formation of the undead, making louder sounds. When they quickly threw bombs or missiles and began to have to evacuate and fly back, even though most of them were highly skilled pilots, the remaining number seemed to be less than half of what they had when they went there.

The undead are still charging forward, and the only defenders worthy of Lordaeron are thankful that except for those ghouls, the other undead troops are mostly slow, so they can calmly launch the burning or soaked in holy water, let them fly up like locusts in the air, and pierce down one by one, nailing the ghouls, zombies or skeletons to the ground!

However, that didn't do much.

Because more undead did not stop at all, and directly submerged or stepped on their feet by their companions who could not move or fell to the ground...

Soon, countless spells, arcane missiles, lightning, big fireballs, small fireballs, flame storms, flame explosion techniques, meteorites and ice storms, blizzards and ice arrows, etc., began to bombard the undead formations like they didn't have money, and soon the charge undead were blown to pieces, frozen in place or burned directly to ashes!

That was the attack of Dalaran's strategic mage group. Their magic power was very strong. In theory, before the mana was exhausted, it was enough to destroy an army of tens of thousands, or even an entire country's army, just like the Kingdom of Ultratown and the capital back then?

but……

But there are not only tens of thousands of undead people. There are more than one million people who are besieging the Royal City of Lordaeron now, and even more than one million!

‘Everyone!’

Seeing Lordaeron's various bombardments from far and near seemed to be unable to stop the undead. Seeing that the undead army was still roaring and constantly roaring towards their own large arrays arranged outside the city, the Paladin Uther Light, who was standing in front of the team and riding on a military horse, was finally about to prepare for battle.

So he began to look around the generals around him, including: Gavinlad Doom, Saidan Dassorhan and the Ashes Messenger who returned with the weapon to kill the undead, Alexandros Moglani!

‘Maybe I will die here today…’

‘Maybe all of us will die here today…’

‘But, for Lordaeron, for our people and our daughters’ right to survive on this land, for all we cherish, we will be fearless!’

Uther said loudly, a strong holy light began to shine on his body and on the warhammer, and began to bring supreme courage to the soldiers nearby. Correspondingly, the Knights of the Silver Hands, the Knights and generals around him also lit up the holy lights of different lights and darkness, indicating that they were ready for battle.

‘But we will be fearless!’

‘For the supreme holy light will protect us!’

‘The Paladins of Silver Hand, Lordaeron’s soldiers, and the descendants of Araso! For Lordaeron, for us humans! Attack! Defeat those evil undeads!!’

After the undead rushed forward, finally, with the shout of Uther Light Envoy and rushed out first, finally, the large array of 20,000 people arranged outside the most dangerous city to resist the enemy's attack on the enemy, resolutely rushed out towards the undead formations that had become scattered after being attacked and bombed by various attacks and bombardment, and soon collided with the enemy!

puff!

The war hammer in the hand of Uther Light, who was leading the horse, swung the war hammer in his hand, and the moment the war horse and a clumsy hatred passed by, easily knocked the opponent's chest and head into a ball of broken rotten flesh...

‘For Lordaeron!’

‘Alaso’s descendants, attack!!’

‘Kill~!’

Countless elite dwarf heavy armored guards, the infantry and cavalry of the Elite Royal Legion of Lordaeron and the knights of the Silver Hand Knights, hit the enemy's formation, and instantly broke countless enemies.

'kill!!'

‘The Holy Light is above!’

‘Awaken, evil!!’

Gavinlad Doom and Saidan Dassorhan followed Uther in front, and led the Paladins riding on the army behind them, squandering their holy lights without hesitation, rushing around in the formation of the undead, no enemy would be their opponent.

‘O the supreme holy light, purify these undead!!’

At this time, the most dazzling one was undoubtedly Alexandros Moglani, who rushed into the army of undead alone, holding up the ashes envoys and rushing left and right, but he was unscathed!

The weapon "Ash Messenger" in his hand emits extremely dazzling holy light, even more dazzling than that of Uther, the messenger of light, so that no undead could withstand within dozens of steps wherever his blade swung. The undead wherever he passed was dissolved by the holy light like snow melting. Behind him, only endless corpses and ashes burning with holy flames were left...

‘Kill~!’

‘For Lordaeron!’

At the same time, more soldiers also collided with the undead who were like endless. The neat tanks opened fire while the engine was activated with all their strength, and used huge steel tracks and welding blades on the wheels to easily crush the undead into meat pie or grind them into pieces of rotten meat.

‘…’

finally,

After a long time, in the distance, when Uther and the others moved forward, easily killing the undead like tigers going down the mountain. When they almost rushed to their own mages, archers passports, dwarfs, mortars, in one breath, and when many bombardments on their own side had to stop to avoid accidental injury, some death knight Varian could no longer stay.

When he found that the enemy rushed out for death and was ruthless and did not take those people to heart, he resolutely drove the skeleton war horse under his crotch, and took the senior generals of the undead natural disasters around him, such as a Dark King and Anubarak, as well as countless elite death knights, and rushed towards the Silver Hand Paladins who shone brightly and made him feel annoyed.

“!!”

"Galia, I'll help Uther and the others. Be careful here, and never go outside the shield of the Laranian masters!"

Hermione also saw the movement in the distance, so she couldn't sit still...

She just discovered that the Death Knight Varian used the "High-sounding" spell, just like she used to hear Principal Dumbledore in Hogwarts? Obviously, Ha must have used the spell to help the Death Knight make that terrible sound!

However, there is no Harry Potter now. Hermione has known it for a long time. It is just a dark king Voldemort wearing Harry's shell. To this day, her companions, including Harry, are all dead, and none of them are left.

Even she gradually forgot about her days in Hogwarts. She was used to fighting the undead in this world day and night. She could even take out her wand and release two to three silent spells in less than a second. This seemed absolutely incredible to her in the past, but now she has sat there, and she has learned a lot of even more powerful methods.

"Hermione..."

"You must be careful!"

Jalia did not make excuses to stop the other party, because now almost everyone must fight against the undead, and everyone here must fight for survival. Otherwise, once the undead rushed in, all of them would die, including herself!

"I will!"

"Please rest assured, my dear sister Queen...but you, Sister Jaliya, you should be careful of your belly. I think you'd better go back to your palace as soon as possible, because you haven't come that month, I'm really worried..."

"What do you think?"

Some of the things about Galia must not be hidden from Hermione, who already knows about women. Besides, she has read books on physiological health at home. After all, her father is a doctor. Although he is a dentist, he is also a doctor, right?

So, she knows a little more about some things than her average peers, and even knows much more than a queen who is about to reach 30?

"ah!!"

Jalia's face suddenly turned red with shame and anger. However, before she could say something, Hermione moved a phantom, turned into a ray of black smoke and disappeared directly on the wall of the seat command center, and there was no trace again.

However, what Hermione didn't know was that after she left, Galia, who was still indignant just now, looked at the arrow tower on the edge with a worried and painful look, and she was still frowning, not knowing what she was thinking or worried about.

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‘…’

‘One, do you think these mortals can defend this city? Is it possible that we will persist until we develop a potion to fight plague and the dead?’

Looking at the battle in the distance, Lord Presto, who had just released a few spells and stopped moving, asked his daughter, Earl Katrana.

Although he himself knew the current situation, he wanted to test his daughter to see what the other party's overall situation was and whether he could guess it correctly.

'Father!'

‘According to the current consumption of both sides, they will completely throw away the city before tomorrow’s sunset! At that time, even if they take the initiative to retreat, at least most people will die here and become part of the undead natural disaster!’

‘The Lordaeron Alliance will completely lose its ability to fight, but the undead will not suffer much loss, but will gain many strong warriors…’

After looking at the outside of the arrow tower, and then looking at the conversations between the two of them around me, the archers who had only pulled more than a dozen times in a row, but were so tired that they could not even pull the bow, the Countess Katrana shook her head regretfully.

She was not optimistic about these mortals because the difference in strength was too great. In the absence of other variables, victory was inevitable, even if she and her father helped Lordaeron desperately!

So, she was ready to persuade her father to leave Lordaeron early, who was destined to be turned into ruins. She felt that maybe her father and daughter could go to Stormwind City, where there was at least a perfect kingdom and her brother's Black Stone Mountain. At that time, even if they could not stop the undead, they could at least resist for a while and wait until their more powerful and targeted potions were developed?

"Sir Father!"

"We are meaningless here. Before effective means of targeting the dead are developed, we have no good way to deal with them. It is better to..."

However, before the Countess Katrana finished her words, she was stopped by her father.

"It's useless, Oni, I'm afraid I can't leave today..."

Lord Presto sighed and stared at the chaotic battlefield outside the city and became stunned.

Now, in the original place, the Death Knight, who was holding a magic sword and overpowered by the blood and souls of too many people, was about to rush into the formation of the Paladins. In the sky further away, the floating fortress Naxsamas was slowly pressing towards the top of the city, which was the most deadly to the guardian side.

but……

Now, the most difficult thing for the father and daughter is not that kind of thing?

‘!!’

‘Well? What’s going on?!’

At this time, the Countess Katrana also discovered that the archers who had to run down the arrow tower due to the high-intensity draw of the bow were not only not back, but even the ones who replaced them did not come up in time?

Such a strange thing is very abnormal for the undead in front of you to rush to the city at any time!

However, soon, the Countess Katrana knew why, because when she was puzzled and ready to scold the soldiers below, she actually discovered that around the city, Bingran had teleported a powerful mage and some of the terrible existences she least wanted to see?

The Lordaeron soldiers who were originally waiting for the battle below were dispatched at no time...

It turned out that at this time it was some annoying guardian Medivh, three dragon kings and a large group of Anthonydas from the Kentori Council, leading the arrival of Kelthus, Crasus, Modra, Anthrem, Drandon and other great wizards!

"snort!"

"Lord of Presto! Or, can we call you the King of the Black Dragon, Lord Nesario of Deathwing?"

"We have investigated it clearly when you collude with your daughter, plotting against King Varian and plotting to destroy the world!"

"Now, you can't escape, just wait for death!"

After teleporting, Medivh and three dragon kings with horns on their heads and obviously human-shaped dragons, as well as the large group of wizards of the Tirisfa Council, had already talked to a certain pair of arrow towers just now, and not long ago, a lord who used several large spells to bombard the undead troops, surrounded the middle and surrounded the arrow tower.

"You guys finally come out..."

"Medivh, I really didn't expect that you could convince so many people to believe you, which really surprised me."

"You really think I did it all?"

He glanced deeply at his three brothers and sisters, then casually glanced at the great mages of the Kentori Council. Finally, Lord Presto, or the man who could be said to be the king of the Black Dragon, looked at his eyes, which were not sure whether it was unexpected or expected, at the head guardian Medivh.

Although, Lord Presto wanted to say: Everything the other party just said was just a misunderstanding and coincidence, because it was indeed not the original intention of him or his daughter Onyxia, because his Deathwings have really improved and recovered. He is really with everyone now, standing opposite to those undead natural disasters?

but……

Think carefully about what Medivh had just accused, and then think about the things he had asked his daughter to do before, it seemed that he had no desire to make any defense. If you say that kind of thing, I am afraid that other than himself and his daughter, others will never believe that they are innocent, right?

"All right……"

"I think no matter what I say now, you will not believe it..."

Soon, Lord Presto sneered and sighed, because he knew that in this case, nothing he said was useless, nothing he said was pale and powerless!

So, he quickly made up his attention...

but,

He would not tell these aggressive guardians, the great master and his three brothers and sisters, he would not tell them: he actually knew they were coming to capture him for a long time, but in order to deal with the undead natural disasters, in order to allow Lordaeron to use their Kentori Council, the Guardians, the power of the three dragon kings and even the dragon legion later, he resolutely chose to stay here.

"One..."

‘You run away soon, I may not care about you, so don’t worry about me! Go back to your dust and swamp and appreciate the strength I gave you before. That’s very important!’

After winking at the other party, knowing that his daughter, who knew how to advance and retreat, would definitely do what she told her, Lord Presto, or the man transformed by Deathwing Nesario, walked forward step by step, and stepped forward from the battlements of the Arrow Tower, step by step on the empty air.

"snort!"

“It’s time…”

He knew that in front of so many great masters Kentori, three brothers and sisters, and so many dragons hiding here, his Death Wings might not be able to escape today.

However, the violent power in his body and the pain of the earth were tormenting him all the time. In addition to the over ten thousand years, he felt exhausted and did not seem to plan to escape... Because he had decided to hand over the heavy responsibility and strength of protecting the dragon to his daughter. As for the grudges between him and his brothers and sisters, let's make a complete conclusion here today.

“…”

The Earl Katrana, who was staying behind, was stunned for a moment, then frowned, and silently took a half-step back.

She finally heard it, but she couldn't understand it at all. Since this ambush, her father had already predicted it in advance, but why didn't he run away in advance and didn't tell him? But no matter what, she would have to stay here and only die, so she was ready to escape at any time.

"Everyone!"

"I won't agree with the charges you just imposed on me, and of course, I won't object? Anyway, just think about it..."

"But it's not that easy for you to take me today, because..."

At this time, before the other party started to take action, Lord Presto began to emit terrifying waves of energy and powerful aura.

Roar ~!!

After a huge roar and roar, Lord Presto finally turned against him and instantly turned into an extremely huge crazy black dragon!

Yes,

In front of everyone, above Lordaeron's city, he suddenly turned into a huge and terrifying black dragon, wearing source armor, and constantly gushing out from his black skin with scorching flames and heat. He dispersed the great mages and three brothers and sisters of the Tirisfa Council, and then took Onyxia, who also completed the transformation, but was much smaller than himself, and flew high above Lordaeron.

"Mortals!"

"My name is the Wings of Death, the Guardian of the Earth, the Death of the Destiny, and the Terminator of All Things, irresistible and irreversible!!"

After the roar, even more powerful forces began to gush out of the body of Deathwing Nesario, and suddenly alarmed the defenders and generals of Lordaeron near the city, including a Queen of Lordaeron who had been paying attention to the situation here in the distance!

However, those who are fighting against the undead can't care about so many, because the undead will not stop just because there are two huge black dragons.

‘Quick! Stop him!’

'attack!'

Roar ~!

Roar ~!!

In an instant, the attacks of the great mage and guardian of Kentori Council who had been prepared long ago, and the three dragon kings who had not had time to transform, violently bombarded the hideous and dark source armor of the Death Wings!

However, surprisingly, they found that the Deathwing did not say anything, did not defend, and did not fight back against them again, but instead took their big wave of attacks?

"You can't stop me!"

"because……"

"I am the incarnation of power, I am the catastrophe!!"

After discovering that the Lich King and his undead seniors in the distance were temporarily surrounded by human paladins, Nasario, who had transformed into a huge and terrifying dragon, suddenly flew towards the undead troops and towards Naxxamas?

Along the way, the earth was shaking, the fire and magma were roaring. Under the fierce, desperate slurry flames of the wings of death and the endless flames burned out by the flapping of wings, countless undead and parts rushed too fast. The soldiers of the Lordaeron Alliance who were fighting the undead instantly turned into pieces of ashes in a wail...

Of course, those who are affected more are the evil undead!

Only those humans or dwarves who are rushing too fast and about to be submerged by the undead and are too brave will be affected, while those who are steadily advancing according to the orders will be intact and can only stop in place and watch what happened in the undead's front.

‘!!’

‘???’

Of course, the three dragon kings who had just completed their transformation and those Kentori's great mages, plus countless red dragons who had just transformed from mage form to dragon form and took off, and the green dragons and blue dragons with dozens of dragon legions.

They could not understand at all that the Black Dragon King, who had transformed into a terrible death wing, did not attack them or Lordaeron, but instead ran, burned the dense undead violently, and rushed towards Naxxamas in the distance.

soon,

They discovered again: the Death Wings actually rushed over ruthlessly regardless of the counterattacks of the undead and the frost breath of the frost dragons, and hit the Naxxamas hard. At the cost of serious injuries, they directly spit out a terrible dragon flame into Naxxamas?

Rumble...

Then, at the moment when Naxxaras exploded and destroyed, the Black Dragon King who had taken the wrong medicine suddenly burst out almost all his own power again, causing the entire Lordaeron land to start shaking and roaring and cracking huge gaps. After splitting the entire Lordaeron royal city from the city wall and turning into a lake city and a second lake island in Lake Lordaermil, it suddenly flew towards the distance and towards the most dense place of the undead, and destroyed all the power of the entire earth and the undead in the slurry flames that burned all things and the catastrophe that destroyed the world?

‘…’

‘…’

Seeing this situation, Medivh, who were also preparing to guide the spell to continue bombarding the black dragon, the great mages of the Kentori Council, and the guardian dragons, whether it was the Red Dragon Queen Alexthasa, the Swoofer of the Life-Binding Swoofer, the Blue Dragon King Weaver, or the Green Dragon Queen Isera, were all stunned...

Because, they had no idea what was going on!

So, they could only stand in place awkwardly, or fly in mid-air, and cancel their spells, and just stared at the crazy black dragon raging above the natural disaster of the undead, and finally turned into a terrifying energy fire ball, hitting the densest places of the undead at the end of their sight.

The world is shaking, the magma is roaring, and the flames are burning...

When the crazy Black Dragon King rushed to the end of his sight and completely fell to the ground and gradually disappeared, the landform in the Tirisfalin land had undergone tremendous changes, and less than half of the undead besieged Lordaeron were left!

“Get out of here!!”

At this time, flying in the sky, the Black Dragon Princess Onyxia, who also saw everything, knocked over a red dragon that seemed to be at a loss in grief and anger, then turned to the people below and the three dragon kings who looked at each other and angrily said:

"My father is the king of the Black Dragon, the guardian of the earth - Nesario! I, Onyxia, declare here in the name of the new queen of the Black Dragon Legion: We will never accept those unreasonable accusations against him, and we will never accept them in the name of Titans!!"

"Now, I'll give this to you!"

"It is a semi-finished antidote developed by my father and my brother at all costs to consume the power of the Guardian. It can effectively neutralize the plague and treat people who are not dead yet. You should do it now!"

After saying that, and threw a bucket of things into the hands of a dull Red Dragon Queen below, she was so sad and angry that she finally looked at the place where her father fell, and she never dared to stop here again. She flapped her wings and flew away from the west.

Because, she didn't believe in them, she didn't believe in anyone here! So, she had to leave!

Besides,

She had finished what she should say, and her father made the choice he thought was appropriate. Onyxia had no choice to stop it, nor did she feel sorry for the other party. Because she was also proud and proud of her father, because he was the wings of death, and he was Nesario, the guardian of the earth. He had made sacrifices to protect this land, which was enough to wash away everything he had done, and that was enough!

As for the undead who are still huge and the mortals who are still fighting the powerful death knights, it is not up to her Onyxia, because they have done enough, and now it is the guys who claim to be righteous to do their best.

‘…’

‘…’

The Red Dragon Queen's life-bound swearing master Alex Tasa, who subconsciously grabbed the big wooden barrel, was completely scolded for a moment. Even when she looked at the things she was holding in her claws, she was not allowed to put them or throw them away. She just flapped her wings and stuck in the air, as if she was thinking hard, was they really wrong?

So, she did not let the dragons of the Dragon Legion make things difficult for each other, so she let the little black dragon, who claims to be the new black dragon queen, fly away until she can no longer see it...

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Chapter completed!