Times are changing, technology is evolving, and the development of magic is continuing.

Compared to Dalaran, who suffered heavy losses against Naxxramas back then. Now Dalaran is even more rushing towards the point of no return in the direction of the Magic Fortress.

It still looks like those purple domes and towering minarets.

In fact, the internal magic circuit structure is not like that at all.

Kael'thas knew that his so-called Speaker Kenrito was completely in name, and in fact, the whole of Dalaran was still under Duke's absolute control.

Without it, the magic runes and magic transmission pipelines of every mage tower in the entire Dalaran were connected to Duke's magic network.

In a way, Dalaran is the core of the magic web, but at the same level as Karazhan.

Duke prefers to call it 'dual-core'!

As one of the most important pieces to break the Lich King Arthas's elemental monopoly on Icecrown, it is Dalaran.

Its approach directly made the two fools, who had already become incomplete due to the betrayal of the Black Blade Knights, even more fragmented.

In the sky, there is no longer a cold wind hanging on the bone, and white snowflakes are flying.

The entire sky was already occupied by the purple-blue of arcane energy, and from time to time flashes of winding lightning. In the void, the clouds and the turbulence of various elements were stirred together, boiling like porridge.

In the sky above Dalaran, a small whirlpool appeared on the left, center, and right, and in just a few minutes, it was like a falling rock hitting the water in mid-air to spread a circle of ripples that spread outward, and finally formed three huge circles of red, white, and purple.

Each circle has a diameter of more than a kilometer.

As long as there is a little elemental induction, you will know that this is the largest elemental realm channel ever opened by Dalaran, who is the core of the magic net, corresponding to the three elemental realms of fire, water, and wind.

More black dots were flickering in the storm of elemental turbulence, like black sesame seeds dotting the sky. Each flash of blue and white light left behind a robe of the Morning Star mage standing on a ten-meter-square cone-shaped floating stone.

If you look closely, you will find that the floating stone on which each mage is standing is a node of a magic array that is half-hidden and half-visible, frozen in mid-air.

These mages, who had the Morning Star Rank, were directly and completely spread out on the two-kilometer-long and wide canopy.

If in ancient times, when the magical civilization was not very developed, mortals would be more willing to call these mages oracles, right?

Duke's promotion of the magic net did not bring more top-level mages to the alliance, but it caused the number of middle- and low-level mages in the entire alliance to usher in a blowout-like growth.

These 10,000 sky mages are the best proof of this.

Although they all have all kinds of drawbacks of quick success, their combat power is real.

On the side of the Scourge Legion, every undead looked up at the sky, and the battlefield was silent for a while.

Twelve massive flying battleships, like twelve pages of a book, slowly turned around Dalaran, turning their wider hulls toward the dam.

The muzzle of the magic cannon sticking out of the open hatch glistened against the elemental brilliance—and the sharp-eyed will notice that the barrel of each cannon is engraved with Duke's Storm insignia.

When the twelve magic warships, built entirely on the same principles as the scientific side and only the floating city, turned around one by one and aimed one side of the ship at the dam.

The flesh giants guarding the dam keenly felt a great danger looming over them.

There is no sound in the sky, only the sounds of nature.

All the sounds of the call are transmitted only in the realm of magic.

"The magic battleship is in place!"

"Open the cannon door!"

The next moment, twelve battleships shook violently. One of their hulls suddenly erupted with a rainbow-colored light that was not fire.

It was the brilliance of the high-purity fire element.

"Roar—" Before the Alliance soldiers could react, the six-story tall flesh giants standing on the dam's defense line let out a scream that shook the heavens and the earth.

A bright explosion of fireworks suddenly spread across the entire dam line.

And that's just the appetizer!

When the magic battleship pours all its firepower on these gigantic undead.

A new generation of more advanced infusion cannons with direct access to the magic net is beginning to show its power.

If traditional magic cannons simply turned these giant undead creatures into humanoid torches, it would take a while to burn their bodies and souls to the ground.

Then the new type of infused artillery can not only destroy these giants, but also directly pose a real threat to the fortress strengthened by magic runes.

When all the magic cannons facing the northwest of Dalaran burst out, even Arthas, who was watching the battle from afar on the Ice Throne of the Icecrown Fortress, subconsciously raised his head and faced in the direction of Dalaran.

Quite simply, at that moment, even he, as the Lich King, felt threatened.

"Boom—"

The sky exploded like the earth was cracking.

Immediately, while the artillery stopped, the members of the Knights of the Silver Hand, led by Tirio, rode griffons and rushed towards the flesh giants who had not yet fallen in the cannons.

More than 100 paladins raised their weapons at the same time, and fell from the sky in a riding and slashing posture, slashing their weapons at these large men—hundreds of golden rays full of divine aura extended from the flame-shaped weapons in their hands, piercing through these monsters whose vitality had already dropped to the lowest point in an instant.

Many flesh and blood giants were directly beaten.

At the southern end of the plains once filled in by the River of Weakness, the Sun King Anastrian watched silently as the line of the Scourge had collapsed.

If it had been twenty years earlier, this terrifying line of defense would have been unshakable.

But now, the huge dam is collapsing, and debris the size of a house is crumbling. Squash all the undead except the Flesh Giants below.

The skeletal archers with bows and arrows neatly arranged on top of the dam, and the sorcerers with their staffs in their hands were all swept away.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a steady stream of Scourge soldiers pouring out of the secret passages behind the dam, the Sun King would have even thought that this line of defense had been completely breached, and that nothing would have happened without his Forgotten Ones.

The Sun King held his golden staff aloft with the head of a phoenix staff, and the deep voice of his soul spread through the spiritual sea of all the forsaken.

"For eternal death—"

With that, the army, made up entirely of the undead, surged towards the mountain passes of the higher Icecrown Glacier.

It's like water flowing backwards to a high place, giving people a sense of discordant trance!