"Bang"

The thick and sharp phoenix sword and the golden halberd shining with cold light collided fiercely, and between the sparks, the skilled phoenix guard was pushed back a few steps by the huge force of the shock, his combat boots stepped into a cloud of viscous blood, and the guard subconsciously looked at it from the corner of his eye, behind him, was the corpse of a fallen companion.

The light in those eyes had not yet dissipated, but the breath of life had disappeared from him.

The sight slowed the Phoenix Guardian in the vicious battle, but the Ghost Sword Guard opposite him didn't stop attacking, and the sharp, Zandalar troll-style halberd let out a terrible scream in the air, and after a swing, slashed at the Phoenix Guard's neck.

"Bang"

The golden magic flame exploded, like a blade forged by magic, in the cold air full of blood, separating the two sides of the war, and the Phoenix Guard, who had a chance to breathe, withdrew his sword, he breathed hard, and finally joined the rest of his companions.

"The blade can't hurt these ghosts! Mages, get your magic ready! ”

The Sun King's new guard shouted, and under his command, the front row of spellbreakers raised their heavy shields to divide the entire blood-soaked inner sanctum battlefield, and firmly protected the mages behind them who began to chant offensive magic.

The 1,000 Golden Swordsmen gifted by Bonsandi are too powerful to defeat even the most elite legions in Quel'Thalas, but these Wraith-Form Swordsmen have a fatal drawback, their Wraith-Flesh makes them more vulnerable to magic tearing apart while giving them immunity to most physical damage.

While these spirits do not actually die, and after being scattered, return to Tyrion's power as soul powers, their recovery will take a long time.

This is also why Tyrion only uses them as a "surprise soldier", especially when facing the extremely powerful Quel'Thalas Legion, 1000 golden sword guards are not even as good as 1000 Death Knights, at least the Death Knights have strong resistance to both magic and physical attacks.

Where these ghost swordsmen are really useful is in the large-scale battlefield, they have also proven their abilities in the Arathi Heights, but now, even in the face of a magical offensive that could bury a third of the swordsmen in an instant, Tyrion did not take these swordsmen back, because it was simple, he needed time... In other words, he had never intended to crush these elite Quel'Thalas' soldiers head-on in a short period of time.

He has an even more terrible killer feature!

"You! What have you put in the water of the sacred well? ”

The battlefield between the angry and aged Sun King Anastarian and the King of the Dark Blades was closer to the Well of the Sun, which shone with golden light like a pillar of golden light, and the old king anxiously wanted to rush to the innermost temple to observe the condition of the Well of the Sun, while Tyrion, armed with a sword, was like a sculpture, standing in the way of the staircase leading below.

"Boom"

The flaming magic sword and the magic blade collided three times in a row, and at the moment when the figures of the two sides were fighting, the Sun King's left hand was raised, and a huge lava fireball that exuded extreme heat roared and smashed into Tyrion's body, but when it came into contact with the dark green light curtain on the surface of the Dark Blade King's body, the high-level flame ball that was powerful enough to open the mountain and crack the stone was as calm as a mud cow entering the sea.

The surface of the anti-magic barrier shone with a slight ripple, blocking the sudden attack, Tyrion's ice-blue eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness, his left hand waved downward in the air, the buzzing magic blade whistling to cut through the air in front of him, and between the red carpet of stones at Tyrion's feet, the figure of the King of the Dark Blades swooped down on the Sun King once again like a swift shadow.

"You want to know? Beat me... I'll tell you! ”

"Bang"

The two weapons collided again, the apocalypse hummed, and the red mana blade that came into contact with it was very silent, facing the magic sword that displayed the power of darkness wantonly, the weapon in the Sun King's hand was not afraid at all, in the silence, in the swing of its master, a series of deadly flame blades staggered and grazed the body of the King of Dark Blades.

The power of a legendary weapon can only be resisted by equal weapons, and it is clear that the strangely shaped flaming sword in Anastarian's hand is also not ordinary.

"Boom"

The sound of the two weapons clashing, one green and one red, resounded throughout the ornate inner sanctum staircase, and the energy escaping from the battle between the two men rampaged through this small area, easily shattering the solid stones above the staircase, and the power spread to the feet, and a moment later, under a deflected annihilation blow from Tyrion, the strongest stone pillar in the inner sanctum also collapsed with a piercing tearing sound.

The entire inner sanctum seemed to be about to collapse, crumbling by the collision of two powerful forces, and the dome painted with the history of the High Elves also showed terrifying cracks, this temple that was thousands of years old and represented the flourishing civilization of the Quel's elves seemed to collapse in the next moment.

"Tear up"

The sound of a robe tearing in the moaning of the temple's crumbling boulder didn't catch the attention of the warriors, but it meant that after nearly seven minutes of fighting, the scales of victory had begun to tip in favor of Tyrion who had come from afar.

The King of the Dark Blade placed the moon-shaped blade horizontally in front of him, and on the sharp blade, a drop of bright red blood was slowly sliding down, in front of him, the old Sun King tried to straighten his body, but on the right arm holding the sword, the sleeve of the gorgeous phoenix robe had been silently extinguished by the cold breath, and on his arm, there was also a hideous, slightly frozen wound.

"You should be glad this is fighting on your turf."

Between the flips of Tyrion's wrist, the drop of blood broke away from the blade, and under the influence of the power of Sarein, levitated beside Tyrion, he looked at the Sun King in front of him, and whispered:

"The magic of the sun well is protecting you, this powerful magic makes the flames you throw more ferocious, and the magic of the body is thicker, if you change the battlefield... The battle between you and me, I'm afraid, ended 5 minutes ago. ”

"But you are old, Anastarian, the years have taken away your conscience and your strength, and lo and behold, you have weakened..."

In the face of this de facto mockery, the Sun King did not refute it, he just looked at the red light veil eroded by the energy of death behind Tyrion with a grim face, and behind the luxurious light veil was the well of the sun rippling with mellow magic, and the golden liquid had been flowing since the ancestor Darth Rema and his people migrated here, and had sheltered the High Elves for thousands of years.

But now, the Sun King could feel that under the water of the well, shrouded in golden mist-like magic, there was another power slowly awakening, that is, a power that did not belong to Quel'Thalas, and was full of a strange vitality.

"You! What exactly has been poured into our sunwells? ”

The old Sun King couldn't sit idly by and watch this kind of crisis, he took a step forward, and the old body seemed to have removed all restrictions at this moment, and the golden magic visible to the naked eye began to converge towards Anastarian's body, like a water bladder that was being filled with energy, his body slowly levitated from the ground, his long pale hair fluttering in the air behind him, and substantial golden flames were also ignited in the air around his body.

A crater-like aura began to rise through the inner sanctum, and after only a few seconds, even the air was distorted, making the light on the staircase eerie.

"Answer me! Intruder! ”

The magic sword in the hand of the Sun King, whose eyes were shining with pale golden flame light, swung forward, and the legendary weapon seemed to wake up under the huge amount of magic infusion, and three beating flame orbs appeared behind the Sun King, as if the old king had truly entered the "battle state".

This kind of extreme power explosion will definitely not last long, looking at the Sun King who "exploded" in front of him, the corner of the King of Dark Blades suddenly provoked a dangerous smile, as if he was beginning to be interested in the battle in front of him.

"I was furious to hear that my wife had been hurt by a wicked man, Anastarian, and I brought something from another world... That's a seed. ”

As he spoke, the figure of the King of the Dark Blades suddenly disappeared in place, and the flames around the Sun King also burst out at the same time, and at the moment when the entire inner hall was ignited by the golden flames, the black shadow was like a cold blade, and it cut the ring of flames in front of the Sun King without fear, and the death energy that burst out as cold as the death realm forcibly expelled every inch of the flames from every inch of air in a more domineering attitude.

Between the extreme freezing and the shaking of the earth, the road to the Well of the Sun was blocked by layers of heavy ice.

"It's a seed that can reshape the ecology of Quel'Salas in an instant..."

Tyrion's figure smashed to the ground, and between the shattering stairs at his feet, he raised his head and looked at the angry Sun King in the sky with a sly smile, the humming magic blade was replaced by another hand, and in the Sun King's gaze, a strange longsword with a dark aura appeared in Tyrion's empty hand.

The sword was more of a rugged machete than a sword, but what caught the eye was that at the top of the heavy back, in the strange depression, a dark crystal that had been polished into a circle was slowly levitating there, as if it had a life of its own, and with each swallow, it could make the dark aura wrapped around the knife stronger.

"Other than that, I'm here for it... Shhhh ”

Tyrion, wielding the twin blades, twisted his neck, and in the crisp sound of bones colliding, he was like a child sharing secrets, his eyes full of indifferent killing intent:

"It's not finished yet, to be exact, it's just a sword embryo, but my forger told me that if I can let it be infiltrated with more magic at this stage, when it really takes shape, the dark power that erupts will completely turn this continent upside down for me..."

"All I can tell you, Sun King, your country is finished, but no one will know who destroyed it... Plus, it has a nice name..."

"Huh"

Tyrion's figure jumped into the air, and under him, the hall floor shaped by solid stones was completely torn apart in this extreme power collision, the speed of the King of Dark Blades was extremely fast, like a cannonball from the ground, the Sun King's wrist flipped over, and more than a dozen scorching flame blades smashed into the attacker, and between the fingers of his other hand, one terrible flame magic after another was released, and the staircase passage where the two people collided at this moment was like a fire hell.

But the curtain of hell could not stop the darkness rushing out of the abyss, and in the midst of the bone-chilling ice storm, Tyrion appeared in front of Anastarian's eyes, his body ignited with several scorching golden flames, even the surface of the solid armor, began to melt, but there was not the slightest pain on his face, only a touch of the pleasure of battle, and a touch of madness to release his emotions.

"I call it... Ember Bringer..."

"Click"

The three weapons collided at this moment, and as the two figures retreated outward in the explosion of fire and ice power, a sound of stone being broken, like a plant tearing apart the earth, appeared in the ears of the two of them.

Tyrion turned his head, and beyond the crystal clear ice, he saw... The water that sprawled out of the golden magic well was covered with strange golden runes, and this moment was terrifying... Green branches.

"Oh, behold, the seed I planted... Sprouted! ”