Next to the Fel Energy light pillar, Kel'Thuzad's skeleton fingers drew complex runes in Void. Suddenly, the soul fire in his empty eyes trembled violently.
"Something's wrong"Undead Master raised his head and looked around, feeling a dangerous throbbing deep in his soul.
There was only the fierce noise of the battlefield all around, and the summoning site was tightly protected. But the trembling coming from the depths of his soul became more and more intense, just like the fear he felt when he first came into contact with necromancy.
There was still noisy noise around the battlefield - Ghoul's roar, Abomination's roar, and Death Knight's orders came one after another. A protective barrier composed of twelve Undead mages closely guarded the summoning platform. Logically speaking, not even a fly could fly in.
"Sir?" a Undead mage asked doubtfully.
Kel'Thuzad didn't answer. He stretched out his bones and palms to feel the flow of air. He felt the abnormal magic power fluctuations in the air. The fluctuations were extremely weak, as if coming from the extremely high sky, but they carried a certain rhythm that made his soul tremble.
"Above." He raised his head, and the vision of the soul fire penetrated the night. At first, he found nothing, there was nothing in the dark night sky. There was protection from the Undead mage army on the outside, and nothing could escape their magic detection.
Two seconds later, an invisible black spot appeared in the field of vision.
"What is that?" An alarm sounded in Kel'Thuzad's skull. He instinctively raised his staff, and the necromantic energy began to gather.
The black spots grow larger at an alarming rate.
Kel'Thuzad's spell was just halfway through, and the object was already clearly visible - a streamlined metal shell, four unfolded tail fins, and a surface like the darkness of night.
"Intercept it!" Kel'Thuzad screamed.
But it was too late. The bomb fell faster than the speed of sound.
A simple magic shield was hurriedly put up at the scene, but it shattered like a bubble in front of the bomb that descended at high speed. The bomb crashed down without slowing down at all, hitting the summoning ceremony site. Then it burst out with a dazzling flash of light.
Time seemed to have stopped. Kel'Thuzad saw the surface of the projectile shattering, and then--
The world turned white.
Amidst the deafening explosion, a mushroom cloud rose into the sky. The shock wave spread in a circular shape, and everything it passed Undead was wiped out in smoke.
Fel Gate shattered like glass, and the demon that had just been transported was torn into pieces. The heat wave swept through the entire Summoning Grounds, and Medivh's Book was directly turned into ashes in the flames.
Kel'Thuzad only had time to cast the last powerful ice barrier for himself before he was drowned in the torrent of destruction.
Lich's life-saving skill, commonly known as "refrigerator", has saved his life several times. With Lich's phylactery, Lich is almost difficult to kill.
But under the high temperature of thousands of degrees, his ice armor directly sublimated and evaporated, and then the shock wave tore his Undead remains into pieces.
Lich, who could have been resurrected by the phylactery, had to inject all his soul into this body in advance in order to summon the demon master Archimonde.
When the flames of the explosion swept over, the soul of Lich, who could have lived forever, was also burned cleanly.
This legendary mage who once dominated Azeroth was just silently annihilated in his own summoning ceremony.
On the battlefield in the distance, Arthas turned his head suddenly. He saw a huge fireball rising from where Fel Gate was, and the bright light even temporarily overshadowed all the magic on the battlefield.
"No--!" Arthas's roar was swallowed up by the explosion. Because he was close to the front line and far away from the center of the explosion, he was only hit by the aftermath of the explosion.
But for a moment, his heart trembled. The soul connection between him and Kel'Thuzad was interrupted. This meant that Lich was not temporarily destroyed under the violent explosion, but was truly and eternally destroyed.
When the shock wave reached the front line, even Infernal was knocked to the ground. The fragile skeletons at the rear turned directly into flying bone powder, floating all over the battlefield. The surviving Undead stood there, their decayed brains simply unable to comprehend such a scale of destruction.
Dalaran's army took the opportunity to launch a counterattack, and Nitroglycerin Bomb fell like raindrops on the chaotic enemy formation.
"Long live Dalaran!" All faces, young or old, exuded fanatical expressions. From the edge of despair to the dawn of victory, the mood swings were so great that they will never forget it in their lives.
High in the sky, Onyxia makes a beautiful pirouette to express its joyful mood.
"It hit the target right on the target!" Deren laughed and patted the dragon's back, "Look at that big firework! The big firework set off by Ammonium Nitrate with ten tons of additives."
Jaina clutched the dragon scales with a pale face. "We... we really did it?"
Deren smiled and said, "Did you take it? It's really a rare scene in history."
Jaina kept casting spells to record this historic moment with crystals.
Below, the smoke and dust at the center of the explosion gradually dispersed. The original summoning site had turned into a huge collapsed pit.
Within hundreds of meters, everything was cleared away, and Fel Gate disappeared without a trace, leaving only the bare rock face. With this as the center, radiating to the surroundings, there were densely packed Undead debris. Even more powerful demons disappeared amidst screams and rolled back to Twisting Nether's hometown.
Although Scourge still hoards a large number of troops further away, they are all low-level skeletons Ghoul. The elite troops suffered heavy losses.
Arthas stood on the edge of the huge pit, Frostmourne buzzing in his hands. Death Knight's face armor had been broken, revealing half of his rotten face, and the heat was still coming from the pit and impacting his Undead body. He stared at his feet, where there was a charred staff - a relic of Kel'Thuzad.
"Master." The surviving Death Knight knelt on the ground, "The summoning ceremony was completely ruined."
Arthas was silent for a long time, and suddenly let out a roar that did not sound like a human voice. Frostmourne burst out with a dazzling blue light, and the ground within tens of meters around him instantly froze. "Who is it? Who is it? Ruined my hard work. And my only companion Kel'Thuzad! We are almost victorious, why is it like this?"
From great victory to great defeat, even Death Knight's heart couldn't bear it.
"An explosion of this scale requires an extremely large number of the kind of bombs used by Dalaran to be piled up and detonated. Maybe they had buried them underground in advance." A Death Knight guessed.
Arthas nodded. "Yes, Dalaran actually used mortal bombs. The power is so powerful. Otherwise, they can't defeat the demons and Infernal's army with magic alone. But how did they predict Prophet the location of the summoning ceremony?" Is there a traitor here?
Arthas's heart was full of doubts. His hand holding the sword trembled slightly. He suddenly realized that he might never be able to find out the truth. Lich, who could always create miracles, the only companion who understood him and guided him, had disappeared forever in the white light of the explosion.
"Sir, what should we do next? It's almost dawn."
"Retreat." Death Knight finally said coldly, "Return to Northrend."
Antonidas looked at the explosion smoke rising in the distance, with childlike ecstasy on his wrinkled face. "The bomb I threw was successful?" the old mage murmured, "No. This power? It must have detonated something. The rune array of the summoning array happened to explode? That must be the case."
Antonidas's staff fell to the ground with a clang. Looking at the mushroom cloud in the distance that had not yet dispersed, he suddenly laughed, with a bit of madness in his laughter.
"Use bombs to fight magic." He shook his head, "I'm such a genius, I actually did it."
"It seems that magic is not omnipotent. Fortunately, we have Nitroglycerin Bomb to help us this time. Otherwise, it would be difficult to deal with magic-immune demons. We will continue to develop ways to use bombs in the future."
The huge Undead army began to retreat into the distance, and the Dalaran army after a fierce battle did not pursue it. After a night of hard fighting, there were few casualties, but they were exhausted.
After all, humans are not as capable as Undead who can fight like a perpetual motion machine. Archmage of Kirin Tor sent a part of the troops to follow Undead from a distance to prevent its sudden counterattack. Others rested in place.
This time Dalaran even many magic apprentices went to the battlefield. They faced the attack of Undead and the devil. But they achieved brilliant results just by throwing Glyph Bomb. It is estimated that Dalaran will become a city of bombs in the future. Haven't you seen the magic apprentices discussing their experience in using bombs?
The battlefield gradually became quiet. The surviving defenders began to treat the wounded and extinguish the flames. In the east, the first ray of morning light penetrated the clouds and shone on this scarred magic city.
At this time, Onyxia flew over the outer sea of the Hinterlands, and then landed on the beach under Sea-Watch Cliff in a maneuver. It was the darkness before dawn, and the turtles were sleeping. Onyxia transformed into a human form and took a long breath.
"I'm exhausted! Deren, you have to make it up to me when you go back!" The black-haired humanoid Black Dragon actually slapped his big chest to ask for a reward from Deren who landed.
Under the cover of the waterfall, the voices of several people were muffled by the sound of water flowing.
Deren was embarrassed for a moment and quickly agreed, "Okay, okay. Oni has worked the hardest this time. There will be a big reward when we go back!" This made Black Dragon smile happily.
Jaina was still immersed in joy. "We really did it! We directly destroyed the summoning ceremony!"
She suddenly rushed over and hugged him tightly. Deren froze in place, looking at Black Dragon at a loss. Onyxia's eyebrows raised dangerously.
Deren urged her, "Hurry up and leave, it's going to be dawn soon."
"Thank you" Jaina's voice was muffled in Deren's chest, "Thank you for saving Dalaran."
Deren patted her back gently. "Don't be in a hurry to thank me, the war is not over yet. Azeroth There is a lot of trouble in this place. I don't think it will be easy to live a retired life early."
Jaina suddenly asked in a solemn voice, "Why did you secretly save Dalaran? If you tell my mentor about this, Dalaran will owe you a big favor. You can also become a famous hero all over the world. You will no longer be a refugee Westfall. Then we--"
Deren smiled bitterly and said, "Don't think about things too simply. Big bosses from all parties are watching the show when Undead summons Archimonde. We came out to mess up the matter, and we haven't become the target of public criticism. Not to mention that neither the devil nor Undead will let us go, and Aspect Dragons will not give us good things to eat."
"What the hell, Dragon still claims to be the guardian Azeroth. What do they want to do? Even the devil is about to come, but they don't do anything. They don't allow others to do anything?" Jaina said angrily.
Deren said, "Don't think too much, we did it quietly, retreated quietly, and didn't let anyone find out. In Azeroth, those whose names are engraved on stones are either hero statues or tombstones. Only by keeping a low profile can you live longer in Azeroth!"
"That's why you have hope for the future if you just stay patient! Those Aspect Dragons keep saying not to interfere in mortal wars, but the demons have come over, and I don't see any reaction from them. It's all nonsense. They are just working people, and they must obey orders from above." After speaking, he pointed to the top.
He continued, "Do you remember that I said that we are people outside the picture book? We can add more pages to the picture book, modify the story and the ending. But if we do this, who will be the most angry, isn't it the author who created the picture book? So we must keep a low profile and don't let the picture book author come to us."
This call almost shattered Jaina's outlook on life.
He finally added, "Anyway, remember, don't tell anyone what happened today. Not even Dalaran, your mentor. If you see him, congratulate him on winning the war against Undead."
Jaina nodded, and then activated Teleportation Spell to teleport himself, Deren, and Onyxia back to Kalimdor.
There were only a few early-rising turtles on the beach that were alarmed by the flash of light transmitted Arcane. They crawled into the sea in panic, splashed a few waves, and then quickly disappeared.
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