"Oh, have you decided how you want to die, then?" Patrick's figure slowly emerged from the void.
Seeing a mage teleport so close to him, Orbaz Bloodbane licked his lips in delight. "Another one coming to his death."
"Coming to my death?" Patrick could not be bothered to waste time on him. Drawing on the Sunwell's vast arcane energy and his own spiritual power, he directly cast Super Arcane Magic-Diffusing Riftwave. "That's a fine way to die. Let me grant your wish."
As his spiritual power solidified, wave after wave of ripples formed around Patrick, sweeping toward Orbaz Bloodbane in rings. Space itself was severed wherever the ripples passed, and the Death Knight's body was no exception. Several riftwaves were unleashed in an instant. Before Orbaz Bloodbane could even react, his battered body had already been sliced into several pieces. The riftwaves did not stop after sweeping through the Death Knight; all the lesser undead coming up behind him as reinforcements were reduced to chunks of corpses or shattered skeletons.
"Such shameless boasting." He glanced at Orbaz Bloodbane's corpse. "I just didn't expect you to be unable to withstand even one attack."
With Orbaz Bloodbane slain and the undead nearby dying one after another, all the elves who had come to reinforce them began treating the wounded elves, hurrying to retreat before the main undead force arrived.
"Send all these wounded to the Floating City to recover. The remaining elves will come with me to see the king." Quite a few elves looked up at the enormous city in the sky. Although they had heard that the Silvermoon Council's newly appointed councilor had built a Floating City, they had never seen it.
"No. We must hold the Sunwell, no matter what. We cannot retreat. The Sunwell is Quel'Thalas's most important