Sylvanas was thrown into the cold water.
She is losing blood.
But what was more terrifying than the blood loss was the coldness spreading inside his body.
That was the spread of the power of death. The puncture from Frostmourne had already bitten a small piece of her soul the moment it completed the fatal blow, and released the "gift" of death in her dying body.
She will cross the door of death and be "reborn" again.
Although she is not a spellcaster, she comes from a "magic kingdom" like Quel'Thalas. When the "Arcane Mage concentration" in a place is too high, the people there will always have a deeper understanding of everything than in other places.
Windrunner The second sister knew what she would suffer, but she was unable to resist.
Even when he fell into the water and passed by the Nagas who kept rising to the surface, Sylvanas saw mysterious visions.
She saw a pale elf with black hair facing away from her. He was a cruel and indifferent soul. The floating water surface was like a mirror, isolating the two people in the swaying light, as if they were in two worlds.
When their eyes finally met, Shiva saw the bloody eyes of the female elf opposite.
It was a face she didn't recognize, but she knew that the soul hidden in that cold and vicious body was hers.
Another her.
"Banshee Queen"Sylvanas!
Windrunner struggled, her long golden hair spread out in the water. In the double pain of drowning and death, she wanted to stay away from the Banshee Queen who was looking at her.
But the latter stretched out his hand to her, as if to hug her, as if to say, this is the common fate of all "Sylvanas".
They will always face Frostmourne in a city full of elves, and then die under the magic blade, resurrected in another cursed form, embrace death completely and forever and become one of the spokespersons of death in Material World.
That is her destiny.
There is no need to try to escape, all resistance is meaningless.
Shiva felt that her body was getting colder and colder. It was not just the sea water, but the blessing from the power of death that was dragging her into another world.
She couldn't fight anymore.
At the moment when her consciousness was blurred and seemed to be covered by cold ghost claws, Shiva saw waves blooming on the water. She vaguely saw Liadrin jumping into the water and swimming in her direction, but two vicious Naga entangled her in the water.
They have no enmity or enmity against themselves.
They are simply following their instincts and hoping to see an elf die before their eyes.
How vicious.
"Go back."
Shiva wanted to say this, but she couldn't open her mouth.
The arms of "Banshee Queen" were about to embrace her body and lead her into a tragic fate, but at this moment, a scorching or even scalding power burst out from Windrunner's chest.
The "Rebirth Medallion" that was handed over to her by her mother through Daelin was activated.
Perhaps it sensed that a death was about to happen, so the scorching Holy Light exploded in the cold sea water, just like a ball of golden Little Sun shining on Shiva's chest.
The heat gathered into a dazzling arc of light in the deep sea. After burning to death a few idiots who dared to approach, the dark and vicious Nagas were frightened and ran away quickly shouting "Vigilant has appeared" or something like that.
Life is recovering.
That is the power brought by the light. They cheer and run through Sylvanas's blood vessels, dispelling those cold touches full of malice for her, completely dispelling the "blessing" of death, just like a warm hand holding Sylvanas's fingers in despair and dragging her back to Mortal realm from hell.
At that moment, Windrunner clearly saw a look of helplessness on Banshee Queen's face, and then waved to her, Dispersion was caught in the revolving door of imagination when death came.
The next second, Shiva was grabbed by Liadrin's outstretched hand, and then led her towards the sea.
After a few seconds, the two girls finally broke out of the suffocating sea water.
Liadrin's face was full of surprise. She had just seen the scene where Shiva was impaled by Frostmourne, but at this time Windrunner was only physically weak. Even though there were ferocious cracks on the armor, there was only a shallow scar on her white skin.
It was as if everything just now was just an illusion.
"That's true."
The weak Windrunner tremblingly took out Rebirth Medallion from his not-so-full chest. Gleam's badge, which was originally covered in golden broken light, became extremely dim, like a shattered crystal, filled with traces of fragmentation inside.
But such a badge is more like a piece of art.
"The badge my mother left me saved my life."
Shiva put the badge on her forehead, but then she screamed in pain. She grabbed Liadrin's wrist and whispered:
"My soul. Part of it was taken away by that Demon Sword. It can devour souls and control the dead. It's not good! Azshara. That sword. I heard its hungry roar. It hopes to kill Azshara like it killed me."
"Black Knights was blocked by A-Qiang and the others."
Liadrin in the water pointed at Nightwell Fortress, who was surrounded by smoke and fierce wars in the sky, earth and ocean, and said loudly:
"The Druids of Kaldorei summoned Moon Guard, look! Ms. Tyrande is here too. Just when you fell into the water, it was she who arrived here with the Moon Guards, and the Demon Sword might have been blocked as well."
"No!"
Sylvanas squeezed his forehead hard and said:
"I can sense that it is running in Nightwell! It is getting close to the core of Nightwell, and Azshara is there. We must go over! We must stop it."
"You have to go rest, you are completely unable to fight in this state."
Liadrin blew a whistle and let his armored combat Dragonhawk fly down from the sky.
She pushed Sylvanas onto the saddle and said loudly:
"Your family heirloom bow is still on the battlefield. It may have been picked up by Naga. It will definitely be difficult to get it back later. In short, you have a lot of things to do in the future. I will go alone."
"Stop making trouble!"
Shiva shook his head and said:
"There is no way you can be the opponent of Governor Toserin holding Frostmourne. Our strength is between equals. He can kill me just as he can kill you. A-Qiang will die of grief. That infatuated man may die for you."
"That's true, but I have another identity."
Liadrin touched her Magic Satchel and said softly:
"Don't worry, before I came here this time, I borrowed a "holy object" from Light Weaver Warband. Now I won't be facing Frostmourne, but my beloved master."
Toserin is walking in the chaos of Nightwell.
His death war horse had just been destroyed by Forbidden Guard who was guarding Azshara, but it didn't matter. Although most Death Knight were "short-legged corgis", Toserin was at least a Magic Prince during his lifetime.
Death changed him, but not so completely. He can still use a lot of magic.
Use it like a death spell and manipulate it.
This is probably the one thing the One that makes Toserin less resistant after death.
"Truth" did not abandon him just because he was a prisoner of death. Those loyal knowledge followed him across the door of death, and now, they will also follow Toserin to complete the mission he was given at this time.
Azshara is right in front.
The Elf Queen of the Imperial Era is in front of her, which is the last remnant of the "good era" ten thousand years ago today. As an ancient person who has experienced the Imperial Era, Toserin also has unspeakable feelings for the person in front of him who he is about to kill with his own hands.
Even in this era, everyone knows "Azshara's folly", even if all elves know that Azshara single-handedly caused the end of elven civilization and the subsequent ten thousand years of fear.
But not all elves will resist Queen Azshara and regard her as the culprit of everything.
In Toserin's heart, the Queen just made a mistake. With her talents, abilities and talents, as long as she "turns back", it will not be difficult to rebuild Elven Empire in this era.
At least that's what Toserin once thought.
They actually don't know that Azshara has been "in prison" for ten thousand years in the Pandaria Continent, nor do they know the subtle changes that have occurred in the Queen's heart, but some elves are willing to believe that Azshara will lead them again sooner or later.
This kind of unfounded stubbornness and persistence can no longer be explained by "personality charm".
But now, Toserin doesn't need to think about this. He has already made a decision. He just wants to get this matter done as soon as possible and then "get off work".
No matter what great or depraved things Azshara will do in the future, it has nothing to do with him, the dead elf governor.
"Boom"
Just when Toserin was about to enter the "chamber" where the queen was sleeping, a loud noise from outside shook the entire main building of Nightwell Fortress.
It seemed that some terrifying giant directly hit the elf palace from the outside. This movement made Toserin frown, and he suddenly had a strange premonition.
He was targeted by something!
"Boom"
There was another loud noise, this time closer, and several walls were knocked down as masonry splashed. Even though Nightwell was now closed, the energy surging inside it still caused out-of-control and chain explosions due to the impact.
When the withered smoke and dust dispersed, a rickety figure walked out of the collapsed wall, blocking Toserin's path forward.
That's a group. Trolls?
It's still Trolls from Zandalari. You can tell by looking at their rich gold-decorated armor. This is Zandalar Empire's most elite Golden Guards!
But how come they appear in the elven city?
And the old guy at the head.
"Dark Prophet, Zul?"
Toserin said in a cold tone:
"Can you please step aside?"
"Of course. No!"
Zul shook his head and said:
"I'm waiting for the queen of the Zandalar Elven Empire to be behind us. Although the empire's territory is large, we have no way to retreat. Do you want to harm the empire's Exalted One? Then you have to get over this old corpse first."
While Zul blocked Toserin, Princess Talanji had no time to stop, and rushed out to the place where Queen Azshara was sleeping with a Golden Guards.
They must move the queen of the empire to a safe area before Frostmourne's sword-wielding man arrives at Queen Vantage Point.
"Either death has destroyed my hearing, or you have gone mad."
For the first time after his death, Toserin felt such a strong sense of "laughing and crying". If the power of death had not suppressed his excessive emotional fluctuations, when he heard Zul's "nonsense", this old-school elf would have jumped up and scolded Trolls for being rude.
What is Zandalar Elven Empire?
What is your Exalted One?
Nonsense!
Azshara is the Elf Queen!
Even Kobold from the Echo Mountains knows this!
But Death Lord believes that this old Trolls prophet who came all the way here certainly does not want to tell a joke to him. Therefore, Trollss also have their own "terrible plans" for Azshara.
She is worthy of being the supreme queen. She is a real secret treasure in the eyes of all camps.
"Then I can only ask you to die."
Toserin held Demon Sword and walked forward, bringing up the biting cold wind from the north, blowing and freezing the place it went. Zul and the dozen Loa God and Shadow Hunter behind it all took out the Loa emblems with different shapes.
Trolls may be reckless but they are not stupid.
Therefore, the sword wielder of Frostmourne has to face not only a dozen Shadow Hunter, but also the temporary incarnations of the powerful Loa God that they serve respectively.
This luxurious lineup is enough to withstand the arrival of Lich King, who is just a demon blade sword holder. There is no way he can cross this "wall of gods".
As the roar of Rezan echoed, the two sides fought together, but soon, Toserin retreated. When Akunda's Shadow Hunter came after him, the owner of Demon Sword sneered and raised Frostmourne high.
He mocked:
"You only have me in front of you, but you have to face more than just me!"
This ridicule made Zul cautiously retreat. It turned out that the old prophet indeed had two brushes. Almost at the same time that it retreated to the safe area, the ever-burning Liquid Hellfire that fell from the sky slammed into the unprotected Nightwell Fortress. The assists from the demons suddenly solved the siege.
And when the huge Hellfire that fell down turned into a ferocious demon giant more than ten meters high and began to bombard Fel Beam wildly, Toserin took advantage of the chaos and left the battlefield without any regrets and continued to move forward.
He had already heard the noises those Trollss made while transferring Azshara.
They seemed to be in conflict with the Elven Forbidden Army. The grievances between the two groups "helped a lot" at this moment. As Frostmourne was chopped down, the energy-soaked wall was frozen and shattered. When Toserin When stepped into the final secret room, he raised his head and saw Princess Talanji and several palace maids hurriedly taking the queen's pure body out of Nightwell's core.
They also prepared a very beautiful temporary Imperial Carriage for the queen, and Golden Guards and the Royal Guards also cooperated to form a defense line even though they did not trust each other at all.
It seems that the pressure I put on them was too great, so the elves and Trolls had to unite.
But these are not the point.
Azshara!
Azshara, who had been sleeping for ten thousand years, was transferred out of the energy of Nightwell. His goal was right in front of him, and Frostmourne also roared.
Toserin strode forward, Zul followed from behind, decisively crushed Azerite Crystal on his cane, and used the power of Rezan to punch hard in the strengthening of the world's power, but Toserin used the impact to leap forward again.
Lich King was laughing wildly. Dog Egg saw this scene. It knew that its subordinate was only one step away from killing Azshara, so it no longer hesitated to exert force.
Helm of Domination can not only restrain Undead, but also strengthen Undead.
Rezan's spirit body shook its head and bumped into it, but Lich King's huge mental power created an invisible energy field to protect Toserin behind it.
Liadrin also jumped down from the broken place of the palace. She knew that she could never stop the death-like Toserin, so she decisively used the "holy object" when she landed.
That's a "broken hand".
The crystal-like arms hold the weapon tightly, Gleam shines with golden brilliance. This is the Holy Remains that was chopped off when Vigilant faced Nightsworn for the first time. It is also Light Weaver Warband's most precious sacred object No. 001.
If it hadn't been an emergency this time, Twins Archbishop wouldn't have been able to lend it out.
Holy Remains cannot directly strengthen the holder, but it can be used as a node to call Vigilant to appear and "fight on your behalf".
As Liadrin called for prayer, the severed arm sacred object she threw into the air was quickly reshaped into the glorious body of Diakum in the light Gleam.
It is a pity that this is just a powerful and holy incarnation. Diakum is still in Zereth Mortis. He has no way to respond to Power Incarnation this time with his own consciousness.
But it doesn't matter. After all, calling him out was for a fight, not to reminisce about old times.
When Vigilant appeared, he burst forward with Solar Fist to drown the undead in front of him. Unexpectedly, in the sound of Frostmourne's sword, an unexpected guy jumped out.
"Enemy! You are the enemy!"
Demon Sword's "Sword Spirit" roared, looking like it was not very smart, but the moment it jumped out, it rushed towards the incarnation of Diakum like a J'edhin fist fighter.
It growled:
"I want you dead."
Two energy bodies with deep grievances collided together, and the hot and cold power exploded in the collision.
With the help of this chaos, Toserin activated the ghostly Phantom Step to cross the defense lines of the soldiers, punched away the desperate maid who wanted to fight back, and then froze Princess Talanji in the ice.
He finally came to his queen.
The sleeping Azshara is so beautiful, but the Rezan, wrapped in the brilliance of Azerite behind him, is so ferocious.
He only has this moment of opportunity.
"The supreme Queen Azshara"
Toserin lifted Demon Sword, and he called out:
"Please crown me!"