The wind is blowing.

The blue Titan rune on the Storm Warden Amarron's body flashed, and it immediately set off a tornado storm like a Category 12 typhoon.

The violent storm made Amarlon's huge body feel a little blurry when he looked at it, you must know that Queen Xi and this eight-story giant are only twenty meters apart!

"Mortal, since you have chosen to challenge yourself and pursue the path of the Divine Domain, then use your body to feel the greatness of the storm—"

The sound of the giant's rumbling was completely integrated with the thunder.

Out of nowhere, dark clouds shrouded the dome of the entire hemispherical hall, black and oppressive, quite terrifying.

What made Queen Xi's face even more chilling was that she suddenly found that she had lost almost all of her means of attack.

Gale of that level, the arrow will deflect as soon as it leaves the string, and any bow skill or parabola is useless, this is the crushing of the pure elemental realm.

Unless she makes a breakthrough in the elemental realm, Amarlon is an inexplicable existence to her.

Back back back again.

The ranger's vaunted evasion ability is meaningless in the face of such wide-area damage. As long as the thin body of the elf is pulled into the range of the storm, there is only one way to perdition.

"Cut. Queen Xi spat hard.

The tornado's range continues to expand amid Amarlon's laughter. From the beginning it occupies only the center of the main hall, and it becomes a large circle.

Originally, Queen Xi had a ring to swim around, but in the end it almost became a narrow circle.

Admittedly, she could have pushed out the hall the way she came, but it was the worst defeat for her.

She can dodge, she can retreat, she can never run away.

Because this is her way, her strong heart, her last stubbornness.

Originally, she could have been a salary thief before the Dark Door incident.

Even if she becomes a queen, she can become a pure politician.

Even hide in Duke's arms and be a happy little woman.

Anyway, there is a sister and Duke, who can be her umbrella to protect her from the wind and rain.

"The road—but I chose it myself!" As if self-deprecating, as if some kind of self-hypnosis, after saying this, Sylvanas's whole being was filled with a spiritual radiance that was almost martyrdom.

Duke was worried when he saw it in the distance, let alone the Windranger sisters who were watching this scene in Karazan at this moment.

"Ahh

However, she saw Duke clenched his fists and gritted teeth.

At this time, Wen Leisha's hand came up and shook her head: "The road was chosen by the second sister, whether it is us or Duke, we can only support her." She's not a canary in a birdcage, but a petrel singing in the storm!"

"Hmm. Aurelia nodded heavily, her eyes full of tears.

Over there, Sylvanas moved.

Without any attacking stance, not even the newly acquired artifact bow, which was the envy of the Coalition hunters and rangers all over the world under the minstrel and the League's propaganda, he plunged into the storm circle in a graceful diving stance.

In the eyes of others, this is undoubtedly a moth to a fire and self-destruction.

The Windranger sisters all bowed their heads and didn't dare to look at it.

Even Lothmar and Hadurun, who were far away in Sindore, were prepared for the possibility of losing their Majesty.

Duke had even taken out the artifact [Etiyès] and even opened the short-distance space portal.

However, at this moment, a sonorous and powerful female voice came out of the wind-

"Don't underestimate me! My last name is the wind!"

Almost everyone watching through Duke's Mage's Eye had the same reaction: first surprised, then happy.

In the Magic Mirror, Sylvanas's performance shocked mortals, and her seemingly slender body turned at high speed as the tornado swirled.

That's a lot more brutal than throwing it into a drum washing machine.

How many revolutions per minute?

The mortal eye could not keep up with Queen Xi's rotation at all, and even the most eyesighted ranger hero could only keep up with her phantom.

Fifty laps, one hundred, no one but Duke can count them anyway.

Everyone only saw that Duke took back [Etiyes], what that meant, everyone understood in seconds.

The last name in this world is different from before Duke traveled. The original world of Mitarai represents where it was born.

Azeroth's surname often represents blood. The sun-chasers are those who play with fire. And the windranger naturally walks on the wind.

It's just that no one expected that the upper limit of the bloodline power of the Windranger family would be so amazing.

The Night Elves are derived from the most elemental part of the trolls.

The High Elves were formerly the most magically gifted of the Night Elves.

In order to maintain the magical talent of the next generation, in the past 8,000 years, the upper echelons of the High Elves have used various methods to maintain the 'purity of blood', such as mages of the Huiyue level and above can only find marriages with the same Huiyue level. Therefore, at that time, the Silver Moon Council was formed, a behemoth whose power, interests, and bloodlines were all intertwined, and even the king could not fight against it.

Elves who have lost their ability to cast spells are regarded as inferior, which is why there are various ranger families that did not have a high status in Quel'Salasri at that time.

The current Sylvanas can no longer be called a simple ranger. The surging wind elemental energy in her body was so extreme that she could clearly feel it even through the magic mirror.

Because, the wind has changed color!

The wind of Amarlon was grayish-white, and now the place where Queen Xi flew at high speed had turned purple-black.

Duke froze.

His gaze was on the thunder that kept flashing from the clouds above the dome of the main hall, and the lightning that seemed unharmed to outsiders was actually a shocking confrontation.

Duke was a little unfamiliar, but he still knew that this method was used by Sunderland, the prince of the wind, when Gavinrad obtained the Wind Sword.

This means that Sylvanas, who seems to be downwind, is directly mobilizing the power of thunder in the clouds.

It's an extraordinary human effort!

No one else could even see the figure of Queen Xi clearly, but Duke could clearly see it with the help of the system: Sylvanas's eyes reflected a purple emblem that resembled lightning, it shimmered, and was faintly wrapped in a faint, tornado-like light.

"You ......" Amarlon, sensing that something was wrong, began to pay attention to Sylvanas.

A feeling of great unease enveloped him, a feeling that was too far away, I don't know how many hours ago, a great being with the same terrifying aura almost blew him up with a single blow.