Wielding Power in Azeroth
Chapter 172

Dead Scar

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Just like what Elemental Spirits said, when Zul'ra and Faltora rushed from Sath Valley to Tranquillien, the place was already empty. All the Elves inside had disappeared, leaving only a transparent Ghost wandering aimlessly inside.¤ (¯´☆✭.¸_)¤ ¤(_¸.✭☆´¯) ¤

"No!" Faltora's female companion Meril and several Elves almost fell down when they saw the dead Tranquillien. Those Ghost were all their companions when they were alive.

"Don't worry, your companions have not been killed. They evacuated here urgently. You have to think carefully, where will they go?" Zul'ra looked at the town where ghosts were wandering. He was not so surprised. There were not many Elves ghosts here. This city was actively abandoned. If you want to hold on and attack hard, the battle will not end so quickly.

"Andalos Temple." Faltora immediately remembered what Commander Lirath said. Tranquillien, Antalas and Lake Alendal each hid a crystal key of Andalos Temple. Andalos must be some kind of key.

"Let's go, don't stay here, and try not to come into contact with those Undead. We must hurry up and avoid that aura of death." Zul'ra turned his head and glanced to the northwest. There was a soaring aura of death approaching the Eversong Woods border. It should be Arthas's group.

"Let's go." Faltora looked at the dead town and called to his companions. He immediately turned around and ran towards Andalos Temple. Those Elves wiped the corners of their eyes and followed with their heads down one after another. Zul'ra also led his men to follow.

Although he was mentally prepared, when he ran past Forest Road and saw the dark traces filled with the aura of death in Dark Forest, Zul'ra couldn't help but take a breath of air. The dense forest was opened up with a trace hundreds of meters wide, and the earth's vegetation was corroded into black ash and spread on the ground, forming a black avenue.

The black avenue from south to north is a veritable Dead Scar. Not only is the ground covered with black ash caused by plant decay, but there are also sparse ghosts and zombies Undead wandering underneath. They are still penetrating the traces of death deep into the north of Quel'Thalas.

"Rush over." Zul'ra looked at the Undead ghosts heading north on the black avenue, shouted to Faltora, Elves and his subordinates, and then jumped out of the grass first, kicking a zombie that was staggering by the roadside to the ground.

Although there were many Undead on Dead Scar, they were all ordered to go north and did not hinder the troops. After rushing through Dead Scar, Faltora took the lead and led everyone through it northward. The jungle crossed another river. Zul'ra paid attention to the surroundings and urged his subordinates to follow. There was a section of the dense forest without Undead, but as it approached the destination, more Undead zombies wandered around.

"Andalos is right in front." Faltora climbed to the top of the hillside, shot down a zombie, and turned to Zul'ra who was following behind. However, just as he finished speaking, a crackling sound was heard in the distant sky. When he heard the sound, he saw a transparent energy shield appearing over the forest in the distance, and circles of ripple-like ripples spreading on it.

"Ban'dinoriel, no." Faltora stood on the top of the hillside, looking at the disappearing energy ripples in the sky in the distance. He murmured, with a look of horror in his eyes. After shouting "no", he rushed forward. His companions were equally shocked, and then they ran forward with all their strength.

Zul'ra looked at the disappearing energy ripples in the sky and couldn't help but grin. He covered half of the country with a barrier. How much energy would this require? I'm afraid it's just the energy provided by Sunwell. Quel'Thalas succeeds Sunwell and fails Sunwell.

"Follow me quickly." Zul'ra came to his senses and ignored the situation, calling for the five hundred soldiers to rush down the hillside with Elves. Just halfway through, he saw the group of Undead blocking the road in front of him. There were not only zombies and skeletons, but also those abominations sewn with rotten flesh. Ghoul was walking on the ground like a hound.

To the northwest of the sea-like Undead, the white temple was emitting smoke. When they saw the condition of this temple, Faltora, Meril and other Elves all rushed towards Undead in front of them like crazy.

"Peel through them and rush towards the temple." Zul'ra looked at the crazy Elvess. He used his cane to open up an approaching zombie and issued a command that shook the battlefield. In response, five hundred Trollss let out strange roars and rushed over.

Strong Trolls holding a shield, a spear, and a mace Warrior is in front, and the thin Trolls is shooting the javelin from behind. Individual Witch Doctor are protected together and surrounded by Warrior Holding a long-necked pottery bottle and reciting the incantation, water-like green light emerged from the pottery bottle like a spring, and the light swayed in circles. The Trollss who were illuminated by the light suddenly became clear in spirit, and their physical strength and self-healing ability also increased accordingly.

"Elemental Spirits, please help me." Zul'ra looked at the improved voodoo spells performed by Witch Doctor, closed his eyes on the messy battlefield, felt the ubiquitous elements, and then opened his eyes suddenly.

"Boom!" The dark clouds quickly gathered towards the center of the battlefield. Undead were still fighting. Zul'ra ran a few times, and then made a big jump, leaping over a distance of tens of meters, and fell directly into the battlefield. He swung his cane forward vigorously.

The violent air flow swung forward with the rounded cane, and whether it was a half-rotten zombie or a skeleton hanging two pieces of meat, they were all thrown into the air. Zul'ra walked on the battlefield relying on his height. He swung the cane to the side, knocking the Undeads away, and then rushed towards Andalos step by step.

"Wind." The Trollss looked at the King of the Amani rushing into the battlefield, and couldn't help roaring with excitement, and then launched a fierce attack, approaching their Zul'ra Jin, piercing the Ghoul's body with their spears, and smashing the zombie corpses with their hammers and shields.

Not only were Trollss paying attention to Zul'ra who landed on the battlefield and kept knocking Undead away, one of the Undeads looked at Trolls who was showing off his power with hatred, grabbing the iron hook and butcher knife in his hand, Dragging his sewn-up body, he knocked away Undead who was blocking the road, and rushed towards King of the Amani. In an instant, Zul'ra became the center of the battlefield. Undead's offensive against Andalos was somewhat stagnant.

"Boom!" Dark clouds have blocked the sky over the battlefield, and the dark sky seems to be collapsing. There is a loud noise, and dazzling lightning falls on Zul'ra in the center of the battlefield. Even Undead can't help but close their eyes.

Zul'ra caught the lightning falling from the sky, felt the power of the controlled elements, inserted the cane to his side, and then threw his hands forward. Bright arcs of electricity flew forward from the fingertips of his palms. Regardless of whether it was bones or flesh and blood, as long as they encountered it, they would temporarily lose their mobility and be torn to pieces and burned.

Thank you Feng Yu Aihua for your reward and your support.

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