Menethil's Power

Chapter 471 Her Fate
"Help him, sister!"

"I know! Am I not watching?"

On the top of the Royal City Cathedral, Alleria's gaze followed Isaacs who had turned into a trapeze man, comforting Cirvanas, and at the same time quickly bent her bow and set her arrows.

This guy is still too big, being knocked into the sky and falling from the sky basically means that he has become a living target.

There was a smirk on the corner of Alleria's mouth. Her younger sister was supercilious on the surface, but Isaacs showed her concern for him as soon as something happened. If it was any other time, she would definitely make fun of it, but now...

It's better to help that guy first, after all, you can't just watch him get beaten.

On Sasdora, pure golden energy arrows are condensing. The top of the cathedral is the highest point of the royal city, but the distance from here to the spire of the Violet Castle on the floating city is still almost ten times the range of ordinary elves' attacking range, but For the female elf, this distance is not a big obstacle.

After all, it was the two ranger lords who were shooting, and there were no distractions to block the arrows in the air-to-air shooting, so they only needed to use some abilities to increase the shooting range.

The string was loosened, and the arrow of the holy energy turned into a stream of light. Alleria did not let go of Sasdora. Her pale golden eyes suddenly turned purple-black at this moment.

Another energy arrow appeared on Sasdora, but this time it was pitch black, as if it could swallow all light. After a breath, the void arrow flew away soundlessly, Sasdora was still the same. Gorgeous, the elf's eyes turned golden again.

It's as if the void energy just now was just an illusion.

The two arrows are one in front of the other. The speed of the jet-black void arrow is faster than that of the light-forged arrow. Their target is naturally the top of Violet Castle. After reaching the target position, the void arrow behind just touched the light. Cast the tail of the arrow.

When void and light collide, the result is self-evident, and Isaacs is not the only one who knows this.

Explosion, a violent explosion, of course Alleria would not expect it to kill Jaina directly, but at least it can force her to have no chance to attack Isaacs who is in free fall.

Her strategy worked.

The arcane energy from the Focusing Iris began to retract in the face of the explosion, and there was no sign of reinvigoration.

Isaacs was in mid-air without any point of leverage, and had even flown out of the range of Dalaran City, which was enough to show the intensity of the arcane impact that hit Isaacs hard.

The human prince who was flying backwards was a little depressed. Although he succeeded in parrying, he still felt that his bones and joints were damaged, but this injury was a minor problem.It seemed a bit embarrassing to be knocked into the air like this. He really didn't expect that Jaina could mobilize the power of the Focusing Iris so quickly.

Is that really a blue dragon artifact?Why would it have such a terrifying effect in the hands of a human being?

Isaacs's back stretched out a substantial light wing, but it only slowed down the landing speed and allowed him to glide. This kind of energy wing cannot carry his weight for flight. Isaacs wants to return to Dalaran. The correct way should be to directly transform into a bronze dragon.

He was also prepared to do so, without thinking.

But the changes in Dalaran itself caused Isaacs to stop transforming. The space around the floating city suddenly distorted, and rebound-colored light spots gradually emerged around its walls.

"This is... teleportation?" Isaacs was a little surprised.

The floating city of Dalaran has the ability to directly teleport the entire city. This is obviously a handwriting left by the Council of Tirisfal. In the original history, this floating city will appear in Northrend, Deadwind Pass and Broken Isles.However, unlike the Hyperion's turnaround, this kind of teleportation is very limited and consumes a huge amount of energy.

After all, it is an old technology nearly thousands of years ago.

No wonder the floating city did not react much after the arrival of the Hyperion. Apparently, after discovering that the Lordaeron reinforcements had arrived and could not capture the royal city, Jaina channeled the energy of the Focusing Rainbow into Dalaran. delivery system.

So where is her destination?

Isaacs could almost guess the answer.

Isaacs fell slowly in mid-air. He combined the two liquidation long swords into one, forming a huge two-handed sword. The white crystallized shell formed by pure light power continued to emerge on the surface of the giant sword.

This will be the time Isaacs has gone all out since he realized the skill of accumulating strikes. He knows very well that Jaina must not be allowed to leave like this.

Generally speaking, the process of teleportation is difficult to interrupt, but Isaacs has sufficient understanding of the power of time and space. He can guarantee that if he goes down with a sword, the teleportation of Dalaran will be interrupted, and the entire city will fall into spatial turbulence , thus disintegrating.

Really just need a sword.

Jaina thought she had played a good tactic, but had no idea that she was giving Isaacs a chance to end her and the Scourge once and for all.

But Isaacs suddenly hesitated, not that he suddenly wanted to forgive like the Virgin, but recalled Medivh's words;
"Jaina is vital to this world, and you control her destiny."

crucial?What aspect is crucial?What should her fate be like?
Isaacs is actually very annoyed by this attitude of not telling the whole story. It is because of Medivh's secretiveness that in the original timeline, most of the country's leaders regarded him as a lunatic.

However, Isaacs couldn't ignore his words, because it was the prophet's guidance that he would return to Lordaeron at a critical moment.

The history of this time and space has changed, what kind of future does Medivh see?
He also considered that even if Dalaran was destroyed here, the floating city would probably fall to the royal city. In the end, Isaacs did not move, and the light on the giant sword gradually went out. He just watched Dalaran helplessly. It turned into a white light and disappeared completely.

You better not lie to me, Medivh.

……

The shadow that enveloped the royal city disappeared.

On the ground, Uther also successfully smashed Patchwick's head, the loathsome body lay on the ground, and the foul blood and rancid bile oozed out like a fountain, making people sick.The rest of the undead were also destroyed.

This means that the defense of Wangcheng has been won.

People couldn't believe it at first, after all, what happened in just half a day seemed like a dream, until someone mentioned the name of Isaacs, many people began to thank the Holy Light, but soon all the voices became unified;

"Long live my king! God bless Lordaeron,"

Most people don't know that Isaacs released the Redemption Realm that saved countless lives, but Isaacs himself doesn't care about this.The energy wings behind him flapped slowly, causing him to slowly fall back to the ground.

Uther and Arthas had already moved closer, "Why did Jaina..." The young second prince of Lordaeron hesitated to speak.

He has a very peculiar attitude towards the current Jaina, not disgust and hatred, but some pity and sympathy, even though she almost destroyed Lordaeron.

"She has been tampered with mentally, and has lost her original nature." Isaacs briefly introduced.

"In other words, she is just a poor pawn," Uther shook his head slightly, "Then what about the mastermind behind the scenes? The Lich King in the Far North? No wonder Your Highness Isaacs wants to organize the Northern Expedition."

Isaacs nodded. In order to avoid some unnecessary troubles, he did not say that Ner'zhul, the Lich King, had been solved by him, and Jaina was probably acting on her own will now.At least before seeing Medivh again, it's better not to let too many people know about this kind of uncertainty.

At this moment, hundreds of chubby figures appeared in the north. They were the pandaren of the Wandering Isle who settled in the Tirisfal Glades. They all held weapons. The leader was Chen Stormstout, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. And beside him is naturally Senior Brother Yuan.

The expressions of these pandaren all looked a little... weird.

Isaacs and the others went up to greet him, and Chen subconsciously opened his mouth for a moment of joy, "Long time no see, Ai...His Royal Highness Prince Sachs."

He realized that this was not the Wandering Isle, and that Isaacs should be called formally.

Isaacs nodded. He is not in the mood to greet Chen right now, "Look at the outfit of Senior Brother Chen, are you here for reinforcements?"

"That's right, Minamoto saw the situation here on your Xianglong Suiren, so we immediately summoned most of the boys in the village to come to support, but we didn't expect that as soon as we arrived, we found that you had already dealt with the enemy. gone."

Chen was a little dumbfounded.

"Be careful." Isaacs said solemnly. The arrival of the Pandaren now seems like icing on the cake. These hundreds of monks are not particularly powerful in combat, but don't forget that before Isaacs' return, Wangcheng had to completely The feeling of falling, but the pandaren still supported, and when they were dispatched, they were half of the adult males.

This is very commendable, enough to prove that they are a race that values ​​love and righteousness, and Lordaeron's acceptance of them is correct.

"Although the biggest threat has been temporarily resolved, there are still many undead scattered around the royal city. Lordaeron really needs the pandaren to help clean them up." Isaacs responded.

Accepting a well-intentioned favor is also a way of showing kindness.

"Why is there another dragon here?" Alsace said suddenly.

Following his gaze, Isaacs looked to the north, where two giant dragons appeared one after the other, their scales were blue.

Apparently, it was Kalecgos and Teligosa, and they came along.

The defense of the royal city ended so quickly that the arrival of these support forces seemed very embarrassing and basically useless.

Isaacs did not show any joy, but frowned slightly. The two blue dragons have come here, so there may be some troubles in Northrend...

……

Icecrown Glacier.

When Ner'zhul faced the Northern Expedition, he gathered all the undead in Northrend in order to control them. After all his calculations failed and was ruthlessly annihilated by Isaacs, this glacier became a paradise for the undead without an owner.

But this situation is destined not to last long.

A flash of white light flashed, and a huge floating city appeared in the cold and windy sky, and the violet dome was instantly covered with ice and snowflakes.

Isaacs returned to Lordaeron with the Punishment Legion, and Jaina sent Dalaran to Icecrown Glacier to receive the unowned Scourge. This can be said to be a pretty good strategy. Obviously, Jaina felt that Ner'zhul had this idea after his soul was shattered.

A voice sounded in the ears of those bone dragons, high-level gargoyles, giant skeletons, and bile stitch monsters, "Followers, servants, and soldiers of the Scourge, I, Jaina Proudmoore, will be your new Lord, you will, under my leadership, smash the world of the living to pieces."

It's hard to say how many undead fully understood this sentence, but they roared one after another. Even though the voice was different from the previous rulers, they could still tell that it was the Lich King based on the feeling of being ruled.

The new Lich King.

Riding a frost dragon, Jaina arrived at the Ice Spire from the floating city of Dalaran. The dominance crystal from the Lich King's crown on her neck shone brightly, and the Val'kyr maids on both sides respectfully went down Skull, surrender to the new Lich King.

Jaina stepped up the steps and walked towards the throne at the top step by step. Various voices from the past echoed in her ears, but she ignored them.The ice had been shattered by Isaacs, only the iron-gray icy throne remained, and Jaina sat on it without hesitation.

Ner'zhul is completely dead, and now she is the only master of the Scourge.

The only thing she lacks now is a crown.

(End of this chapter)