Stormwind God

The shocking terror shock wave swept across the kingdom and continued to the entire Silvermoon City.

At that moment, the feeling of every elven in the whole kingdom was definitely a million times more terrible than the earthquake.

That is-the world seems to be desperately desperate at this instant.

Starting from the Yongge Forest, towering giant trees that are over 100 meters high along the Mana Ground Vessel are blasted into the sky like dominoes.

Sylvanas in the forest tried to escape the blast of this horrific explosion with her high speed.

She is not in the direct range of the explosion. Unfortunately, the speed in the hero field is meaningless in the face of such a shock wave that exceeds the human body's limit. She also snorted and was blown into a tree by the air wave.

Sylvanas tried to use her skills in midair to avoid hitting the tree severely. Who knew that, just before she hit, the tree flew out by itself.

The elves in the explosion range were directly ashed, and the soldiers outside the range were also wild and wild.

The slim body of the elves is the most resistant to shocks. The air waves blasted from far away can also blow them upside down, and many people are even blown off the ground directly and fall heavily on all corners of the woods.

And the chocobo's feathers fluttered all over the sky, echoing the horror of the landing birds or the scream of dying.

Halduron's wing was closer to the center of the impact and was blown into the sky by the air.

Lor'themar Theron fell to the mold, and was hit directly by a scattered magic rune stone, half of his body was paralyzed, and was pressed under an arcane urn.

Lor'themar thought she was dead. Who knew that a heroic figure appeared in front of her. A lightning flashed from her hand, and the arcane maggot, which had been destroyed and lost power, turned like a dying man's muscles, and his arm made a bending movement.

Just thirty centimeters into the shot, Sylvanas had dug out Lor'themar with a speed that was almost impossible to capture with the naked eye.

The next moment, Sylvanas raised her hand, and a gust of wind wafted from her palm. She pushed Hadullon, who was about to fall from a high altitude, to a sideways push, so that he eliminated the huge impulse from the sky and avoided hitting hard On the ground, and fell to the soft grass in the distance.

Hadullon was very embarrassed, even with mud in his mouth. However, he was very clear that he was a ranger, not a mage with [slow fall], and he relied entirely on Sylvanas fortunately that he did not become a large meatloaf.

However, most of the other rangers were not so lucky, and they had a heroic ranger general to rescue them.

Some were penetrated by sharp branches, some were flew for dozens of meters and then severely fell into meat sauce. Others were affected by the explosion, and the body was cut off by a few points in mid-air. Before falling It became a corpse.

The tragedy of his men made Hadullon and Lor'themar know how dangerous they were.

Halduron spit out the mud in his mouth: "Sister's head, I owe you a life."

Lor'themar was more direct. He seemed to have thought of what was going on, and his face was blue and red: "If you can't die today, my life is yours in the future."

Sylvanas' eyes were narrowed, and she scanned Lor'themar at high speed.

Lor'themar sat up hard, biting her teeth, "snap" her dislocated calf, and slammed back into place: "I'm only about half of my strength left."

Hardulin checked his gear quickly, and then gritted his teeth: "Sister's head, when it matters, you can use my life first."

Sylvanas pursed her pretty lips and glanced at the still-moving Ranger, who leaned over in twos and twos: "Blow the trumpet, gather all the still-elves that can move, we rush back."

Hopefully, we can catch up!

A moment ago, the lush forest of Yongge was plowed severely by a huge iron plough across the world. The black soil under the forest was scattered in a huge explosion. In the blink of an eye, a huge deep mark was formed in the forest, and the endless magic of chaos overflowed from the huge black mark.

The rangers could hardly imagine what the Silver Moon City on the other side of the mana pulse would look like.

The entire Silvermoon City was shrouded in smoke at this moment.

The explosion of the Mana Grounds destroyed half of the city in an instant. The street from the gate to the Sunshine King's Court has been completely destroyed, and no more than one layer of building ruins can be seen.

Almost every wall was turned into dust and dumped on the ground. There was a constant explosion of magical items.

Every block was struggling in the flames, and the flat ground of the entire city was layered like a sea wave and crowded together.

The screams spread endlessly from far to near.

Perhaps a more powerful mage can instantly open the magic shield to save his life, but soldiers and civilians without special abilities are completely at their mercy.

Sun King Anastrian and several members of the Silvermoon Parliament rushed out and saw that beautiful Silvermoon city, which was extremely beautiful a minute ago, had been turned into ruins, and there were shocking collapsed ruins everywhere. Xingtong experienced a terrible earthquake.

"The sun is up, what's happening?" The King of the Sun said to himself just now.

There was a sound of screams from the place where the gates should have been, and there was a faint light to destroy magic.

That's ... fight! ?

"what--"

The screams can be heard clearly even a few kilometers away, because the screams have become more intense.

Anastrian was not a stupid who had not experienced war and had been completely paralyzed by peace. He immediately realized that this was definitely a premeditated attack.

The increasingly dark atmosphere in the direction of the city gate told him the identity of the attacker-Scourge!

There was no intention to save the victims in the city, and the King of the Sun looked cold: "Guards! Gather all those who can fight, and arrange a line of defense in the palace!"

He asked his men to defend, but the Sun King himself did not enter the palace, and instead walked towards the outside of the palace surrounded by guards.

A Member of the Silver Moon asked erroneously, "Your Majesty, where are you going?"

"Sunwell."

The members of the parliament chuckled in their hearts, and they realized that His Majesty's choice had been made.

In the king's eyes, only the sun well is the root of the high elves, and the one hundred and eighty thousand elves that are still alive in Silvermoon City have been abandoned by him.

One MP couldn't help but discourage the Sun King: "Your Majesty, will you give up your subjects like this?"

"I ..." Anastrian hadn't finished speaking yet, and it surprised him, and even all the members of the Senate and the guard.

An overpass made of ice stretched from the entrance of the city gate in front of the people in several breath rooms.

No one waited for a response. A huge ice-shaped disc, bearing a few ominous figures, had arrived.