No major battle has ever been decided by World War I.

The more he commanded a major war, the more Duke felt this sentence.

If he wants to end the war quickly in the short term, he may be like the Gate of Damnation in history, and he will die headlong at the hands of two fools who control the geographical advantages and the peace of 'people'.

Alsace itself is awesome enough.

It also controls the magical leylines of the entire Icecrown Glacier, as if second-rate powerhouses like Boval and Sarufar Jr. collide with each other, and only if they are not destroyed, there will be ghosts.

It took so long to seize the territory and reduce the total number of soldiers of the Scourge to an acceptable range, before Duke began to launch a general assault on Icecrown Fortress.

Even so, Duke still divided the coalition forces into echelons, one team at a time.

The sky above Icecrown Fortress is always dark and gloomy, and the wind is howling.

Since the explosion of the ancient Kalimdor continent, this unchanging coldness has lasted for 10,000 years.

The wind cuts like a knife.

Even in this summer season, the temperature on the side of Icecrown Fortress will not be higher than -20 degrees.

The coalition soldiers put on thick cotton jackets and cotton gloves and wrapped themselves into a rice dumpling. Even the face was wearing thick goggles and a half-covered mask, and only the hot air from the mouth and nose could tell that it was a large living person.

"Whew, Whew, Wow...... "One, two...... Five dazzling pillars of blue light rise from different directions of the Icecrown glacier.

It was the magic circle in operation on the five magical leyline nodes of the Scourge City, the Evil Castle, and the Dark Cathedral.

Each circle is run by a top-tier Radiant Moon mage, such as the Great Star Sorcerer Solan Lian.

They chanted intricate incantations, combined with spell-casting gestures that mortals would never understand, and slowly fine-tuned the energy output of the magical leylines.

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 gaze traveled through the space and landed on those pillars of magical light, quietly watching the pillars of light grow more and more prosperous, reaching the sky and the earth, as if they could reach the other side of the universe.

"Don't worry, my king, the magic power of those five branches combined is not as good as that of the Icecrown Fortress. The Sun King comforted Arthas.

Anastrian was telling the truth, Icecrown Citadel was not built casually, it was the place chosen by Naozu when he came to Azeroth.

The original Lich King spread his spiritual power across the entire Northrend continent, and it took a long time to find this place. Then, while growing his power, he sent various undead as craftsmen to build this unique castle in ice.

Although the five magic branches around it are very strong, compared to the Icecrown Fortress, they add up to about seventy percent of the Icecrown Fortress.

However, when the two floating cities of Naxxramas and Dalaran appeared in the distance to the southwest and southeast of the Icecrown Fortress, Arthas suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

"No! I'm going to break a floating city first!" said Arthas, who also stood up.

Just as he was about to make a move, there was a roar in the sky.

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

A massive comet fell obliquely, breaking through the dark void, smashing through thick clouds, scorching the cold wind in the atmosphere into a blazing turbulence, and finally aiming for the Icecrown Fortress.

This scene is no stranger to Alsace.

"Ai, Lu, En!" almost squeezed out the name from under the heavy black full-face helmet.

It was Elune, the goddess of the moon.

The only true god of Azeroth, this is after the elimination of Cthun and other evil gods. Although Elune never really came to this land for unknown reasons, this does not prevent her from participating in this war in her own way.

On the high platform of Naxxramas to the northeast, Tyrande stood in the wind, the fierce wind blowing her blue hair and snow-white priestly robes.

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

The physical and mental strength poured down like a river of embankments, and for a moment, even Tyrande had a feeling that he couldn't stand it.

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

The final adjustment is done, and the rest is left to gravity.

Perhaps, Arthas could try to use a glowing cannon to see if it could stop the meteorite from falling, deflect it, or something else. Naturally, Elune would protect the fallen meteorite with divine powers.

No matter what Arthas did, Elune's goal of draining the magic of the Icecrown Fortress was achieved.

In the Lich King's helmet, those dark eyes had a clear anger: "Hmph!

When completely passing through the atmosphere, the strong friction will cause the meteorite to burn and reduce its weight, and even then, when it falls to the ground, there are at least 1,000 tons of meteorites plus terrifying kinetic energy, even if it is as strong as an icecrown fortress, it is absolutely impossible to please a meteorite if it is hard to eat.

This is a Yang Mou!

A conspiracy that Alsace can't resist!

A white cannon of light that seemed to freeze everything in the entire horizon shot out from the Icecrown fortress.

Alsace finally struck.

[Frost's Sorrowful Fury]!

The white, frozen rays collided with Elune's purple-blue stars falling in midair.

It bursts into a brilliant glow like fireworks.

"Ah, it's beautiful!" Gianna, who guards Naxxramas, feels as if she has returned to her childhood, when she first watched fireworks.

Duke next to him laughed evilly: "Wow! The Lich King is angry again! He's meowing, I'll see how many times you can be angry!"

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

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

On the Frozen Throne, Arthas suddenly lost his voice.

"What!?"

If he hadn't been wearing that full-face helmet that covered all expressions, I guess his face would be ugly now.

Five leylines, plus two floating cities, a total of seven fulcrums form a strange magic array.

Seven rays of light pierced into the sky, and at the height that was about to penetrate the atmosphere, countless luminous Titan runes began to spread. They radiated a mysterious brilliance, and in a way that Arthas could not comprehend, they eventually formed a huge circle of magic circles.

The earth trembled slightly, and the entire Northrend continent was dyed purple and blue, like the sun rising at the end of the night, powerfully erasing the stars and the moon directly from the sky.

There is only one color left in heaven and earth.

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ps, cold bird ......