Golden Light Blazed, Forcing Back the Fortress
Sang La faced the sky wind and looked at the undead fortress Naxxramas in the distance. He was thinking about whether he should go up and shout when he got to the front and drive away the fortress with his cannons. However, when he flew close to Naxxramas, he automatically put away this idea. 👌🐲 ùЖ.paw 😳☯
It was huge, so huge. When Zul'ra flew to the front of Naxxramas, he felt like a tiny bee in front of this enormous pyramid structure. Under such circumstances, shouting "You are all surrounded by me" would have no deterrent effect and would be a waste of unnecessary breath.
After abandoning her idea of using words to drive away the enemy, Zul'ra looked at the massive fortress that was half-shrouded in orange mist in front of her and was heading straight for her without any hesitation. She quickly clasped her hands together in front of her, and an oval golden light appeared between her palms. From the golden light, a beam of light shot out.
The golden beam of light, like a flashlight, radiated and expanded outwards as it moved forward. One end emanated from Zul'ra's palms, while the other end continued to expand, instantly becoming a beam of light with a diameter of over ten meters. It pierced through the orange mist and shone directly onto Naxxramas's cold, black shell, producing a sizzling sound like meat being fried in a hot pan.
Although the golden light damaged Naxxramas, the Undead fortress continued its advance, casting a massive shadow over Zul'ra. It was only a short distance from completely crossing the Thalas Mountains and entering the farmland cleared by the Amani'lai.
"Hey!" Zul'ra grinned as he faced the Undead fortress pressing down on him. The area of the diffused beam of light shining on Naxxramas's outer shell suddenly condensed. As the area of illumination shrank, Naxxramas's originally thick and cold outer shell melted away like wax.
"Spirits of the atmosphere and spirits of the water, answer my call and gather around me! Help me, shield me from my enemies' vision, and grant me strength..." As Zul'ra continued to charge into the Undead fortress with golden light, she began to summon the aid of the elements.
A gentle breeze rose from the rocks of the Thalas Mountains and the rice paddies of the countryside. The morning mist, carried by these gathered Wind Spirit, formed columns of fog that condensed into the sky, quickly creating a vast gray cloud that obscured and disappeared Zul'ra's figure.
Just as Zul'ra was calling upon the elements, Naxxramas, pierced by the golden laser, also reacted. The Undead fortress seemed to accelerate its advance, crushing towards Zul'ra, who was less than 500 meters away. Moreover, Undead creatures flew out of the fortress, including countless flying skeleton Undead such as a Frost Wyrms, as well as Gryphon, eagles, and giant eagles.
The flying Undead skeletons rushed straight into the cloud area, or towards the golden light shooting out from the cloud, attempting to use their bodies to block the golden laser from hitting Naxxramas. However, without exception, they were melted by the golden light and turned into fragments of bone that fell from the sky.
After countless flying Undead plunged into the foggy area, the fog in the sky began to turn from gray to black. A loud explosion came from the dark clouds, followed by continuous booming sounds. Occasionally, fragments of bone fell from the dark clouds into the fields, including a dragon skull.
In the fields, the Amani farmers were busy harvesting rice. Occasionally, a farmer would look up and see a patch of dark clouds in the distance blocking the Fortress of the Undead. White substances were falling from the clouds. This sight filled them with excitement, for it seemed like the power of God.
Despite the strange phenomena in the sky, the Amani farmers remained quite rational, knowing that it was not yet time to celebrate victory. They quickly lowered their heads again to harvest the rice, while the Amani'lai who were not involved in the harvest gathered from all directions behind the dark clouds, waiting to watch the skeletons of the Undead falling from the sky.
As the Amani'lai in the fields waited with either excitement or trepidation, dark clouds loomed in front of Naxxramas's path. Naxxramas had already come into contact with the clouds, but the fortress had been completely pierced by a fist-sized golden laser, which was slowly moving to the left, intending to melt Naxxramas in half.
The fist-sized breach might not seem like much for the massive pyramid of Naxxramas, but the scorching laser beams kept moving sideways, almost slicing the fortress in half. With dark clouds blocking its path, the Undead fortress had no choice but to retreat.
As Naxxramas retreated, dozens of barrels trailing green smoke were ejected from the fortress. The barrels fell from the sky, some passing through the dark clouds and landing in the farmland, while others landed directly on the rocks and exploded, bursting into green mushroom clouds.
After throwing down the poison gas bomb, Naxxramas retreated even more quickly, moving to the right and back. After suffering a wound from a golden laser, he retreated into the Thalas Mountains. The golden laser slowly dissipated after Naxxramas left.
Amidst the dense, dark clouds, Zul'ra abandoned her control over the Sun Mirror, flew out of the cloud area, and looked at the green poisonous gas spreading across the fields below. After a moment of contemplation, she began to cast elemental spells, pressing the dark clouds in the sky down onto the poisonous farmland.
Under Zul'ra's magic, the dark clouds that had covered a large area of farmland began to shrink and condense rapidly, eventually turning into a green crystal bead the size of a football, which fell into Zul'ra's hand. Apart from some rice grains that had turned brown and the scattered skeletons, the green poisonous gas that had previously spread in the fields had completely disappeared.
"Don't harvest this field. After harvesting the grain around here, burn it directly. Also, remember to have the Witch Doctor carefully inspect all the harvested grain," Zul'ra instructed the Witch Doctor Utai as he descended from the sky.
"Yes, Zul'ra Jin." Utai looked at the king who had descended from the sky and thought about the Undead fortress that had just been driven away. He felt as if he were facing a god.
"That's settled then! You all go and keep watch around the area, and send someone to Battleaxe Ridge to report that everything is safe. I'll go check it out over there." Zul'ra nodded slightly, then flew off the ground and went to observe the situation along the Thalas Mountains. He was afraid that Naxxramas might return; that thing was really not easy to deal with.
"Quickly, you all stand guard here and don't let anyone harvest the grain. You come with me to greet Mozka, who is in charge of weighing the grain, and start checking all the harvested rice. Another person, go to Battleaxe Ridge and report that Zul'ra Jin has repelled the attacking Undead fortress. Go." Utai stared blankly at Zul'ra flying away like a god, and after regaining his senses, he hurriedly called his subordinates and gave them orders in batches.
"Yes!" The Amani'lai who received the order were all excited. Upon hearing the news, they rushed to spread the word. They hadn't seen the situation clearly just now, but the retreat of the Undead stronghold Naxxramas and the poisonous gas spreading across the fields were all the work of Zul'ra Jin. There was no mistake.
Even Utai and the others who were keeping watch nearby couldn't see the situation clearly, let alone the farmers who were harvesting the crops at a distance. However, they did see golden light flashing and dark clouds covering the sky. Now that they had received confirmation from the lookouts, they cheered loudly because Zul'ra Jin, their King of the Amani, had shown godlike power to protect them.
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