Menethil's Power

Chapter 599 Death Is Just a Relief

"That is to say, although the Burning Legion is attacking Azsuna, the situation is not bad?"

Isaacs stood on the cliff, looking down, the cold wind blowing against his cheeks.

"Yes, although a large number of demons appeared on the beach of Azsuna, they did not exceed the tolerance of the defense line, and no overly powerful demons appeared. The defenders have already repelled the first wave of attack." Keira Lise's voice rang in Isaacs' ears through a spiritual connection.

The situation on the frontal battlefield will be directly reported to Isaacs through the Exodar, which is also why he has the confidence to let go temporarily.

"In addition, King Kael'thas, who was heading to Suramar, sent important information that the nightfallen great arcanist Elisande is in contact with the demons and intends to join the Burning Legion."

Isaacs was not surprised, "Let Valeera bring the ghost to help Kael'thas, and tell him that if the situation in Suramar is irreversible, then don't act rashly and wait and see. Any other news?"

"Nothing."

"Let Alsace and Tirion stay vigilant. This large-scale offensive is actually just a trial by the Burning Legion. We must beware of their next move, and high-level demons may appear at any time. If there is any sudden If it happens, let me know immediately."

If there is a situation that can only be solved by him himself, of course he can't ignore it. The ability to take the initiative to cross can allow him to appear on the battlefield of Azsuna within a few minutes, but he can only return to Stormheim It will take some time.

"Understood." It was still a faint answer, and then the communication was cut off.

Isaacs shrugged his shoulders involuntarily, and his eyes shifted to the cliff, where undead like tides were walking through the woods, devouring all living things, this scene was indeed somewhat familiar.

I learned from Harvey that the target of the Dead Tide is Skold Eicher, and it is very likely that Skovald received the lunch box in advance.There is no doubt that things are out of control, so Isaacs no longer acts with Higlin and others. At this time, it is meaningless to direct certain plots step by step.

First of all, we must find out the source of the dead tide. These undead are most likely not created by Hela, otherwise she has completely controlled Stormheim in the past tens of thousands of years.In fact Isaacs already had a guess, but it had to be confirmed.

He sent a spiritual message through a special channel, which was similar to the previous connection with Kailaris, but the principle was different.

Soon he got a response, "This is the No. [-] operator of the Space-Time Administration, Sefiel Domi, is there anything I can do to help you?"

The Space-Time Administration, a new type of bronze dragon organization proposed by Isaacs and formed by Cromin, has greatly improved the work efficiency of the stability maintenance timeline.In the past, there was a lack of coordination among the bronze dragons, and most of the communication was only carried out when they met. One of the solutions to this situation by the Space-Time Administration is to set up a remote information support channel, and select a certain bronze dragon to communicate with them. All other bronze dragons establish a spiritual connection and share information.

And the selected bronze dragon is naturally the "operator".

"I need recent observations of the Scourge in Northrend."

"Please wait a moment. This is the first time you have contacted me. You must first confirm your identity." The other party looked very professional.

"I'm Ethenom." Isaacs directly reported his dragon name.

The other party did not respond, and Isaacs faintly heard a suppressed exclamation.

"Is there a problem?" He was a little surprised.

"No... Lord Athenom." The other party's speech suddenly became a little incoherent.

At this time, somewhere in the Cavern of Time, the girl in the moon-white robe covered her mouth with complicated eyes.

She still remembers her first mission as a novice agent more than two years ago. She obviously only needed to move secretly, but was forcibly taken over by the other party and used the most violent direct killing method.And then Sefieldomi discovered that this unreasonable and powerful bronze dragon turned out to be a supervisor level second only to the bronze dragon king.

Afterwards, the mission that she thought would fail was completed, and the reward was so generous that she bid farewell to her identity as a newcomer. After completing a few more missions, she was assigned the leisurely job of an operator, which was easy to confuse seniority. That made her doubts about Athenom disappear, leaving only sincere gratitude.

She didn't feel surprised because she didn't know the name of this big man before. Low-key is the habit of most bronze dragons, even within the group.

Sefiel Domi wanted to thank her, but found that the other party didn't seem to remember her. It's normal for such a big person not to remember a small character who has only met a few times, so she could only smile helplessly.

She calmed herself down, "Hello, Lord Athenom, please wait a moment, I need to contact the observers in Northrend."

The bronze dragons are always paying attention to the development of Azeroth's timeline, and send observers by region. Isaacs originally hoped to build a database to store the history of Azeroth witnessed by these observers, but the amount of work is too huge. It's not done yet.

Therefore, there is no way to obtain information, only to ask the observer himself.

Soon Sefiel Domi got the information Isaacs needed, "If it's just a major movement of the Scourge, it's that the Lich Queen is waking up and forming a fleet to go on an expedition. The target should be the Broken Isles."

Sure enough, Isaacs couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Jaina is really annoying. She said she was responsible for guarding the Scourge, but she ran around as soon as she woke up.

"Thank you, Sefiel Domi." After getting the information he wanted, Isaacs cut off the spiritual connection. He also felt that the other party's name was familiar, but he didn't have time to worry about it.

Isaacs jumped up from the cliff suddenly, and his body turned into a golden dragon in mid-air. He flapped his wings and glides at an extremely low height for a dragon. His skills are sufficient for such a dangerous flight, but there is no What beings can find him in an extra-dimensional state.

The tide of death was still advancing tirelessly, and Isaacs flew in the direction they were heading, and soon saw Skold Ethil, the front end of the undead army had already launched an attack on this vrykul town.

The residents of Skold also began to fight back. The people living here are not just civilians, they all have excellent fighting skills or spellcasting skills, and what is more striking is that they are all women.

They are Valkyra, they are Valkyrie's reserves.

The battle was very fierce from the very beginning. Even in the face of the tide-like army of Vrykul undead, the Valkyras stubbornly kept them out of the town with an absolutely inferior number, but in the long run, they will definitely not persist. Live, the undead continue to flow, and never get tired.

Isaacs just glanced at it, and didn't intend to make a move. Although Harvey's mission instruction was to save Skold Ashil, but not even a single Val'kyr appeared, which showed that Valkyrie was far from exhausted. the point.

His attention was all on the undead, trying to find that figure, but he didn't find anything. All he could see were Vrykul corpses, half-decomposed corpses, and skeletons.

Isaacs frowned. At least for now, these undead are not absolute enemies. He must find Jaina as soon as possible to confirm something.

He turned around and hovered over the army of undead that was continuously gathering here. In fact, the overall number of this army was not large, but because they were all tall vrykul undead, it looked very imposing.

On the edge, Isaacs saw the Legion of the Creator clearing the way for clearing the undead. Angela and Higlin took the lead and rushed to the forefront, with the light of the sacred spell of Partress shining behind them.

Their target was exactly Skold Ashier.

It is obviously inappropriate to join them now, and Isaacs looked away again.

After a few more minutes, he finally found something that was not a vrykul. It looked like a death knight and a dozen psychics, casting spells on dozens of vrykul corpses piled together. Want to transform them into undead too.

Isaacs landed without hesitation, and the bronze dragon body turned into a human form in mid-air, but the power of time it carried did not diminish in any way. In an instant, the dozen or so psychics and death knights turned into stop-motion animations, and then The sacred chains suddenly appeared, binding them one by one.

It wasn't until several seconds later that the backbone of these Scourge legions reacted as if they had just woken up from a dream. In fact, in their perception, they fell into the state of man-made knives and me as fish and meat in just a moment.

"Don't be too nervous, gentlemen." Isaacs appeared, acting very elegant and easy-going, as if he didn't know how much psychological pressure his sacred breath had caused the other party, "I just have some problems, if you cooperate Things are going to happen that you don't want to see."

No one responded to him for a while, and the psychics looked at him as if they were looking at some kind of terrible beast.

All the psychics wore hoods that covered most of their faces, but the death knight who didn't wear a helmet made Isaacs feel familiar, and the other party actually grinned directly.

"I didn't expect to meet again under such circumstances, Your Highness Isaacs." His voice was hoarse and deep, and it seemed that if he hadn't been restrained and unable to move, he would have made a pretentious audience salute.

Isaacs pondered for a while before he remembered the name. He couldn't help showing a little surprise, "Blackmoore? That's interesting. It is said that you disappeared during the plague, and it turned out that you joined the Scourge."

He suddenly felt a little funny. This guy in front of him should be one of the people whose fate changed the most because of his appearance.

"I can not embarrass you, or even pursue your crime of treason." Isaacs said lightly, he was just a little surprised to find that the other party was Blackmoore, and such a surprise would only cause a ripple in his heart , will calm down soon, "Tell me where your queen is."

"Are you asking for something from me?" Blackmoore chuckled, "Maybe I should ask for something..."

He stopped suddenly, let out a painful moan, and the sacred chains that bound him suddenly burst into fiery flames, burning his skin, causing pain far worse than scalding.

Now that it is transformed into an undead, while gaining certain benefits, it also adds a lot of weaknesses.

"Is it enough?" Isaacs remained expressionless.

"Enough is enough." Blackmoore begged for mercy again and again, completely losing his bearing just now, this guy is still able to quickly recognize the reality as always, which is an advantage, "To be honest... Actually, I don't know where Her Majesty is now .”

Immediately, a raging holy flame ignited in Isaacs' hands.

"The Lich Queen did not tell me her whereabouts." Although the sweat glands of the dead people should not work, Blackmoore turned out to be covered in cold sweat, "I just received an order to deal with these corpses. You can go to Garin, he Might know."

It is purely a misfortune, and it is conceivable that the relationship between him and the former Prince of Stromgarde Garin in the Scourge is not good.

Isaacs shook his head slightly. Obviously, neither Blackmore nor Garin could touch the inner circle of natural disasters. He was just wasting his time.

He also has no idea of ​​killing these psychics. As long as it is not in the Eastern Kingdom, it doesn't make much difference to him where the Scourge appears. The dead Vrykul have nothing to do with him, and he doesn't care.

At this moment, there was a sudden change in the battlefield located in Skold Aisher. Some spirit creatures with wings behind appeared. The soul escapes the decaying body.

The appearance of the Valkyrie Valkyrie at this time is not good news, which means that Skold Aisher's defense has fallen into a precarious state in such a short period of time.

(End of this chapter)