Chapter 1697 The Lich King Is Angry Again

No major battle has ever been decided by one battle.

The more he leads large-scale wars, the more deeply Duke feels about this sentence.

If he wanted to end the war quickly in a short period of time, he might be like the Gate of Scourge in history, and die in the hands of a fool who mastered the geographical location and the harmony of 'people'.

Alsace itself is awesome enough.

He also controls the entire Icecrown Glacier's magic leyline. It seems that if second-rate powerhouses like Bolvar and Saurfang collide, nothing will happen unless they are destroyed.

After taking such a long time to seize the favorable location and reduce the total number of Scourge soldiers to an acceptable range, Duke began to launch a general attack on Icecrown Citadel.

Even so, Duke still divided the coalition forces into echelons, one by one.

The sky above Icecrown Citadel is always dark and the wind is howling.

This unchanging coldness has lasted for thousands of years since the ancient continent of Kalimdor exploded.

The wind cuts like a knife.

Even in this season when summer is supposed to begin, the temperature here in Icecrown Citadel will not be higher than minus 20 degrees.

The coalition soldiers put on thick cotton jackets and cotton gloves and wrapped themselves into rice dumplings. Even his face was covered with thick goggles and a half-mask. Only the hot air blowing out from his mouth and nose showed that he was a living person.

"Whoosh! Whoosh..." One, two... five dazzling blue light pillars rose from different directions of the Icecap Glacier.

That's when the magic arrays on the five magic leyline nodes, including the Scourge City, the Evil Castle, and the Dark Cathedral, are operating.

Each magic circle is headed by a top Huiyue mage, such as the great star magician Solan Lian.

They recited complicated spells, combined with spell-casting gestures that were impossible for mortals to understand, and slowly fine-tuned the energy output of the magic ley lines.

It is true that all the magic circles were drawn by Duke himself with Titan rune stones, and the specific operation effect still depends on the caster.

Raising his head, the Lich King's eyes traveled across the space and landed on those magic light pillars. He watched quietly as the light pillars became more and more powerful, reaching to the sky and the earth, as if they could reach the other side of the universe.

"My king, please don't worry. The combined magic power of the five branches cannot compare to Icecrown Citadel." The Sun King comforted Arthas.

Anastrian was telling the truth. Icecrown Citadel was not built casually. It was a specially chosen place when Ner'zhul came to Azeroth.

The first-generation Lich King spread his spiritual power across the entire continent of Northrend, and it took him a long time to find this place. Then while growing his own strength, he dispatched various undead as craftsmen to build this unique castle in the ice.

Although the five surrounding magic branches are very strong, compared with Ice Crown Citadel, the combined total is equivalent to about 70% of Ice Crown Citadel.

However, when the two floating cities of Naxxramas and Dalaran appeared in the mid-air far southwest and southeast of Icecrown Citadel, Arthas suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"No! I want to destroy a floating city first!" Arthas said, and he also stood up.

Just when he wanted to make a move, there was a sudden roar in the sky.

It was a line of fire falling from the distant sky.

A huge comet fell obliquely, breaking through the dark void, breaking through the thick clouds, burning the cold wind in the atmosphere into fiery turbulence, and finally aimed at the Ice Crown Fortress.

Alsace was no stranger to this scene.

"Ai! Lu! En!" From under the heavy black full-face helmet, such a name was almost forced out.

It is Elune, the goddess of the moon.

The only true god in Azeroth, this is after excluding C'Thun and other evil gods. Although Elune never really came to this land for unknown reasons, this did not prevent her from participating in this war in her own way.

On the high platform facing the northeast of Naxxramas, Tyrande stood facing the wind, and the strong wind blew her cyan hair and snow-white priest robes to flutter.

The confused and mysterious moonlight crossed the barrier of day and night, descended on her, communicated with her, and communicated with her. The goddess used her sharp eyes to lock the target firmly.

The physical and mental strength poured out like a river without a bank. For a moment, even Tyrande felt unable to withstand it.

Soon, a smile appeared on that heroic and holy face.

The final adjustments are made and gravity does the rest.

Perhaps Alsace could use a light cannon to see if it could stop the meteor from falling, miss it or something else. Elune will naturally use her divine power to protect the falling meteorite.

No matter what Arthas did, Elune's goal of consuming Icecrown Citadel's magic power was achieved.

In the Lich King's helmet, the pair of gloomy eyes showed clear anger: "Hmph! If you have the ability, just send it to me!"

When it completely passes through the atmosphere, strong friction will cause the meteorite to burn and reduce its weight. Even so, when it falls to the ground, there will still be at least a thousand tons of meteorite plus terrifying kinetic energy. Even if it is as strong as an ice cap fortress, it will still be hard to eat a meteorite. Absolutely impossible to please.

This is a conspiracy!

A conspiracy that Alsace cannot resist!

A white light cannon that seemed to freeze everything in the field of vision shot out from the Ice Crown Fortress.

Alsace finally took action.

[The Fury of Frostmourne]!

The white freezing ray collided with the purple-blue stars of Elune falling in mid-air.

A brilliant brilliance bursts out like fireworks.

"Ah, so beautiful!" Jaina, who was guarding Naxxramas, felt as if she had returned to her childhood when she saw the fireworks for the first time.

Duke next to him smiled evilly: "Wow! The Lich King is angry again! Damn it, let's see how many times you can be angry!"

Duke snapped his fingers happily, and Khadgar beside him suddenly understood.

Five minutes later, on the two floating cities of Dalaran and Naxxramas, huge light pillars also lit up straight into the sky.

On the Frozen Throne, Arthas suddenly lost his voice.

"What!?"

If he hadn't been wearing the full-face helmet that covered all his expressions, he would probably look ugly right now.

Five earth veins, plus two floating cities, a total of seven fulcrums formed a weird magic circle.

Seven rays of light pierced the sky, and at a height about to penetrate the atmosphere, countless luminous Titan runes began to spread. They exuded a mysterious brilliance, and in a way that Arthas could not understand, they finally formed a huge perfect circular magic circle.

The earth was trembling slightly, and the entire continent of Northrend was dyed purple-blue, just like the sun rising slowly at the end of the night, powerfully wiping out the stars and the bright moon from the sky.

There is only one color left in the world.

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ps, cold bird...