Dalaran, City of Magic, the beautiful City completely covered by Violet and blue and white colors. It is located on the south bank of Lake Lordamere and at the foot of the Alterac Mountains mountain. This is a fertile plain, completely covered by the vast Silverpine Forest.
This is Land of Magic of the Seven Kingdoms of Men Alliance. To be precise, Dalaran is actually not only the name of this City, but also the name of this small country. This is probably the smallest country in the world, and its overall area is not even as large as Kingdom of Lordaeron.
Its population is only 10,000 people, but it is worth noting that 1,000 of them are Mage. This ratio is enough to make it one of the strongest Human Kingdom.
Dalaran is different from other countries. It is not ruled by King, but is organized by Mage of Dalaran Kirin Tor rules, don't expect Mage people to pay attention to national affairs. After all, ten Mages have nine houses, so Dalaran's domestic political system is very chaotic, with almost no ruling class.
This also makes the citizens of Dalaran have very free thoughts. Although they also keep their own rules, in the eyes of civilians and officials in other countries, the citizens of Dalaran are all a group of fantasy-loving Madmen.
But now, even the freest Dalaran citizens have no time and Stamina to think about other things. Since three days ago, Mage people have organized the transfer of citizens to Hillsbrad Foothills and Arathi Highlands. There are also a small group of adventurous guys who boarded the Lordaeron Crown Princess The immigration ship organized by Caliea Menethil heads towards the strange and mysterious Kalimdor Migration.
It's hard to leave one's homeland. This is a thought shared by civilians in any world, but under the threat of the coming war and death, no one will stay here and wait to die.
Especially yesterday afternoon, after the meteorite that traced a beautiful trajectory in the sky landed on the border of Dalaran and turned into a giant Infernal Demon, destroying four villages, even the most stubborn people had already begun to pack their luggage and prepare to flee the country.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this meteorite may be a sign of war or the bell of destruction, but in the eyes of Mage, it is clearly an ultra-high-level offensive magic. Since it was not cast against Dalaran itself, even Antonidas and Council of Six did not predict the movement of Arcane Power in advance.
In other words, Dalaran has suffered a disaster.
And the worst thing is that the meteorite hit Arcane Node of Dalaran's outer defense barrier. When Battle Mages killed the Infernal Giant who was committing crimes everywhere At, Arthas, who had been eyeing the area around Lake Lordamere, seized the opportunity and marched into Dalaran Plains.
Kirin Tor Council, also known as Council of Six, or Violet Council, Mage, the first layer of barriers that they thought was foolproof, was just like that disappeared.
The current situation is exactly the same as Quel'Thalas's original situation, or even worse!
No matter how bad Quel'Thalas is, its real strength is many times stronger than Dalaran. Don't forget, the number of Mage of High Elf can easily break through the 10W mark. It is precisely because there are enough Mage to hold the battle line that Quel'Thalas can still hold Undead firmly on Quel'Thalas's South front when being attacked from both sides.
But the current Dalaran does not have this strength. They are a pure mage organization, and unlike the Phoenix Dynasty, they also have two standing elite military forces. Therefore, after Arthas sent his army into the Dalaran plains, it only took less than 3 hours to surround the entire Dalaran with the sea of undead that was so dark that it stretched to the sky.
What's worse is that with Archlich Kel'Thuzad around, the space around Dalaran was blocked immediately. Don't underestimate the strength of a Archlich. There is a huge amount of Arcane Power in its body.
It is enough to completely cover the entire City. Not to mention, the Undead army arriving this time is not purely Undead.
Antonidas took back the palm he placed on Eye of Dalaran. The exploration just now made old Mage feel even more depressed, because he also found a lot of Demon figures among Undead.
Although for Dalaran City was very confident in his dual mana enchantment, but when he really saw this terrifying army, Antonidas couldn't help but feel happy. Fortunately, yesterday, he had sent most of his Mage apprentices to Kingdom of Stormwind's Mages Guild, entrusting his old friends to help take care of it. Otherwise, if a war really breaks out, I'm afraid...
"Archmage, Undead has begun to attack the city! Do you want to activate the energy of Eye of Dalaran?"
A familiar voice entered Antonidas's mind in the form of mental fluctuations. Archmage was stunned for a moment, then nodded, took off the Violet Insignia from his chest, and placed it in the Magic Circle of Eye of Dalaran in front of him.
This is a purple sphere floating in the air at half a person's height. The outer layer is made of pure Arcane Power energy. In the center is a purple sphere, the same as Candlestick, Staff. The top of Staff is a small platform with three weak It is embellished with light, and there are two purple ribbons hanging on both sides of Staff. On the platform at the top of Staff, floating mana Illusion looks like a purple eye. Therefore, this thing is called "Eye of Dalaran" after the first generation Mage.
Even the purple-eyed Illusion was used as the national emblem and logo of Dalaran by the first-generation Mages.
This and Staff are surging with huge energy. What's more terrible is that it has its own will. Antonidas can feel that the reason why this Staff is still safely in Dalaran is to wait for its fate to come.
But this does not prevent the daring Mages from using it as a functional item for Dalaran's dual magic enchantment, and this Staff showed no resistance.
The badge of Antonidas was placed in the Magic Circle below Eye of Dalaran. The next moment, huge, visible purple power surged outward along the dense Magic Circle lines, and soon spread throughout the entire Dalaran, while Arthas and Kel'Thuzad outside the city watched, a purple light shot into the sky from the center of Dalaran. After the light dissipated, a thin purple shield surrounded the entire Dalaran.
Those Undead who were very close and prepared to attack Dalaran under the command of Arthas, could not even make a sound. The moment they came into contact with this Mana Shield, they were destroyed by the powerful Arcane Power.
Yes, it was destroyed directly, not like Holy Light burn became Ashes, but the whole body was torn apart by an invisible position and became the most basic particles, particles invisible to the naked eye.
"Ah, look, double enchantment, Dalaran spent 200 years, and generations of wise Mage participated in it to create the top defense Magic Circle!"
Archlich Kel'Thuzad floated behind Arthas, its jade-white skull made a chattering sound, and every time it opened or closed, a terrifying cold air came out of its mouth.
Arthas looked at Mana Shield who kept destroying Undead with cold eyes. One minute later, after more than a thousand Undead were torn apart, Arthas's fingers wrapped in black armor flicked lightly on the surface of Frostmourne. Undead's offensive stopped. Like soldiers under orders, they retreated hundreds of meters, and then stopped there quietly.
Arthas held Frostmourne with both hands. He took a deep breath, and then quickly stepped forward. The body wearing the exquisite black and blue Skeleton armor left an afterimage in the air. When approaching the barrier, he held the sword in both hands and slashed it down.
Black, red and green energy sprayed out from Frostmourne's sword blade, bringing out a sharp sword light that cut through the air. It was like a Frostmourne energy blade magnified 10 times, falling from the sky and landing on the surface of the double barrier.
But the attack that could destroy a small town at this moment did not even make a ripple when it landed on the surface of the barrier. Under Arthas's slightly surprised gaze, the blue-black energy blade fell into the barrier like melted ink, rolling continuously.
A second later, the complete attack was rebounded, but no longer in the form of a sharp sword, but in the form of a shock wave. The black light brought up the dust on the ground and rolled up the air. Like the roar of a giant beast, it swept across the Undead front in the form of black Storm. Just like in the blink of an eye, hundreds more Undead were scattered and disappeared in place.
Arthas, who was within the sweeping range of the black light, was unscathed. When Black Storm calmed down, he still stood in that position. Outside his body, the light red light mask helped him block the counterattack. However, looking at the dense cracks on the red light mask, Arthas's eyes became colder and colder.
"Is there any way to break through this layer of Magic Circle?"
Arthas glanced at the air on the left, then tilted his head and asked.
Archlich let out a burst of unexplained laughter, and then said in a gentle voice,
"Hahahaha, Double Violet Barrier uses Eye of Dalaran as a charging item. It has strong defense and counterattack capabilities against magic attacks and physical attacks. As you can see, even if you enter the Epic Hero level attack like this, you can't shake this barrier. It's the same with me!"
Archlich also focused on the air on the left, and then continued,
"The speed at which we consume its energy is far less than the speed at which Eye of Dalaran can charge it. Therefore, unless there is a way to break it from the inside, it is unsolvable. Of course, if we can trap this place for a long enough time, we may expect those Mages to starve to death? Hahahaha."
Death can really completely change a person's temperament. Kel'Thuzad is an extreme example. This Archlich changed from the cold-faced uncle before to a poisonous talker.
So unfortunate!
But Arthas surprisingly did not refute Kel'Thuzad's cold joke. Obviously, these two people who are not against each other are currently in the same camp.
And just after Kel'Thuzad finished telling his cold joke, a faint ripple appeared in the air on the left side of the two people. Then, one head looked exactly like the Detheroc who had just died, but his whole body was Blood Red, which is just over 3 meters taller than Detheroc, is two times larger than Detheroc. The Dark Energy surging around him even actively formed the shadows of Skeleton and Bat in the air.
Tichondrius, Nathrezim The first Lord, the leader of all Dreadlord, the loyal servant of Great Demon Archimonde, and the Demon Commander who was ordered to take charge of Undead Scourge.
As soon as it appeared, it sneered and stretched out its hand. Chaos's Dark Energy formed a dark vortex in the palm of its hand, like a small dark ball of Storm. It glanced at Arthas and Kel'Thuzad, and casually threw the dark ball towards Dalaran's mana barrier.
This time, when Dark Energy and Magic Circle, which were compressed to extremely high densities, collided, they did not appear to be "absorbed" as before. Instead, they directly created a depression on the surface of the mana barrier, and the two forces were While canceling each other out, the purple light in the depression became stronger and stronger. Finally, when the purple Arcane Power completely consumed Dark Energy, the barrier was already covered with dense cracks.
Although the barrier was replenished in less than a second, when the purple shield appeared again, Tichondrius did not use magic again, but stabbed Claws into the previous position.
Just like an ordinary person grabbing a balloon with the palm of his hand, although he still failed to break through the barrier, Dreadlord's Claws had almost stretched the purple light to the extreme.
"Trash!"
Tichondrius took back Claws, cursed disdainfully, then scratched the collar of his armor impatiently, and said to Arthas,
"It's just a double barrier between magic and physics. It's easy to break through this Mortal ridiculous defense. Don't think that I don't know the little thoughts of you and your dirty Orcs master. How Mal'Ganis died. I know better than you. That idiot needs to be punished, but it's not your turn!"
Dreadlord Lord glanced at Arthas's drastically changed face, scratched his chin with his scarlet claws, and continued in a sinister tone,
"You should be glad that you are still of some use. The master is about to come to this sad world. This is a top priority. When the master conquers this world, I will settle the accounts with you. Go away! Go and do your own thing!"
Tichondrius ignored the extremely difficult-to-see color of Arthas. He stretched out his sharp claws lightly and scratched the air hard. A black Spatial Rift appeared, and Dreadlord Lord walked in swaggeringly.
"Hoho! Arrogance is really arrogant and extremely stupid Demon! Look at its little brain, which is not much bigger than a bug. It can't understand this barrier at all..."
Before Kel'Thuzad could finish his sarcastic words, he was interrupted by Arthas's raised left hand.
"Kel'Thuzad, get your Cursed Mages ready to attack the city. Now... now is not the time..."