The space around them began to gradually darken, and everything in the horizon seemed to be covered with a thick layer of black snow, and the cold air emanating from the [Frost Sorrow] reflected the small half of the Yongge Forest as pale as death. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Darkan's dark green eyes reflected the black lines that hung from above.

It was a characteristic of a dark magician, but he usually disguised it well with magic props.

That's right, the strongest fortress, the easiest to be breached from the inside.

No one would have thought that Darkan Delahir, a high-ranking member of the Silvermoon Council, who is the caretaker of the magic array, is actually a depraved person who worships dark magic and pursues 'eternal life'!?

Crucially, he is not a member of the Cult of the Damned.

It's all a surprise that the Lich King Neozu scanned Quel'Thalas with his divine thoughts. The two sides simply hit it off.

As a member of the Silvermoon Council, Darkan's path to the ascension in this life has been blocked, and he can neither be promoted to the sun nor snatch the throne of the king. Faced with his life coming to an end step by step, he was unwilling, he was not angry.

That paranoia, and his insatiable thirst for power, drove him to fall step by step.

The most prosperous nations are often the most prone to the deepest depravity.

Darkan is undoubtedly the best of them.

Of course, it is impossible to hand over all the keys to this wide-area magic defense circle that has cost Quel'Salas countless financial resources, manpower and material resources to build. It's just that neither the Sun King nor the Silvermoon Council expected that the key secrets of another magic circle were in the hands of the resourceful Ranger General Lotherma Theron. And Lotherma and Darkan, as well as the elven knight Liadline who took refuge in Duke, are hardcore friends!

Darkan easily tricked the magic key into entering the core of the magic circle.

The source of the magic of the Eternal Song Forest Magic Circle was naturally the veins of mana that extended from the Well of the Sun, and Darkan used the knowledge that the Lich King had taught him to easily reverse all of this.

Not only did he open the magic array, but he also used the magic power supplied to the magic array to create a huge portal that was almost comparable to the Dark Gate, so that the elite of the million natural calamity legions gathered in Dalaran directly crossed more than 2,000 kilometers away, and the divine soldiers appeared in the core area of the Yongge Forest like a divine soldier.

Looking at Arthas, who strode in front of him, and received the praise of the leader of the Death Knights, Darkan's whole body trembled with excitement: "Thank you for the appreciation of Your Majesty the Lich King, thank you for the praise of Your Excellency Arthas, I don't know the promise in advance......"

"There will be no shortage of you!, come, hold the sword of [Frost Sorrow] with your hand!" Arthas suddenly plunged the Ice Demon Sword in his hand into the earth at once, and anyone could easily sense it, and an extreme cold stretched endlessly through the earth.

The trembling Darkan hesitated for a moment, but he immediately realized that he, who had actively betrayed the High Elves, had no way to retreat except for going all the way to the black, and gritted his teeth, he gritted his teeth and gripped the sword blade with both hands, and the fingers that touched the blade were unexpectedly not cut off, but the cold that quickly poured out of the magic sword took his life.

Darkan is dead.

However, death is not the end.

Behind him, who turned into a humanoid ice cube, a lich wearing blue and white robes suddenly appeared, and if there were any acquaintances, he could vaguely recognize from the pale and blue face, he was the former Dawn Archmage who had changed from the strongest human to the strongest lich of the undead-Antonidas.

Old Anthony stretched out his bony palm and pressed it against the thin ice on Darkan's back.

Instead of the touch of a hard substance, Antonidas' palm passed through the ice as if it were soaked in water, directly against Darkan's vest.

"Magic Circuit...... Reinvent and expand...... It's good material!" In just a few breaths, the Dawn Lich withdrew his palm, and the ice on Darkan's body shattered.

"Hahaha! Is this the power of death? Is this the power of immortality!?hahaha! How sweet! How intoxicating it is!"

Darkan came to life, as an immortal. The last trace of blood on his body had just faded, and the elements dancing in his palm had all turned into black dark power.

"How?" Arthas asked.

"A lich who voluntarily transforms into a lich is at least thirty percent more powerful than ordinary transformation powers. Antonidas replied.

"Good!" the Fallen Prince laughed.

At this time, Darkan suddenly found that Arthas had not yet drawn out the [Frost Sorrow]!

And the fluctuations under their feet, from the very beginning, turned into a huge vibration like surfing.

Alsace...... To the end!!!what!???!?

The smile on the face of the demon who killed his father and master and sent millions of people in his country and even the entire continent to hell turned into a grim smile at this moment.

"I've been annoying the High Elves since I was a kid. At that time, I was thinking, how could there be a more noble creature than me, when my father said that the blood of the King of Minethir was the noblest in the world?

If anyone can see through the thick earth, they will see that the magic flowing in the veins of mana that stretches from the Isle of the Sun to Silvermoon City, and from Silvermoon City to the Eternal Song Forest, is rapidly transforming from a blazing heat to a cold, cold magic.

Antonidas used the magic array to quickly reverse the direction of this incomparably huge magic current, and the magic power deteriorated under Arthas's sword, and then rushed one hundred and eighty degrees against the current towards Silvermoon City.

"Hahaha! Die, you long ears that boast of nobility, and then—this king wants you all to prostrate yourself at my feet!"

A fire!

One ice!

Two completely different magical forces collided underground, and at that moment, the entire soil of the Yongge Forest seemed to glow with a burst of magic - from the middle of the Yongge Forest, from south to north, the five-kilometer-wide forest densely emerged with two colors of magic runes, one yellow and one white.

On the entire forest floor, the light that shines from the ground is constantly flickering, as if you can look down from above, and you can see that the forest is a magical network in the shape of tree roots.

"Get out of the light!" Sylvanas could only shout.

It's a pity, how many people can escape in such a short time?

In the south, through the Eastern Sanctuary to the outside of the forest, and in the north, through the entire Silvermoon City, a huge curtain of light that penetrates from the ground and reaches straight to the sky, splitting the entire Elven Kingdom in two.

As if delayed for a moment, an incomparably terrible explosion occurred.