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Chapter 135 The power of demigods
It was five days later that Sylvanas Windrunner, Liadrin, and Halduron Brightwing arrived in Dalaranshire with their teams.

The smoke had dissipated, and not a single undead creature had left. Dalong County had returned to its beautiful scenery. Except for the Demon Blade Scar, there was no grass growing there, and no creature dared to enter.

Even if an undead creature walked in, it would become a walking corpse without any control.

Here, Sylvanas Windrunner saw a team ready to go.

After these high elves were settled, all the leaders gathered together. Tyran Fording was not idle these days. He simply cleared out the scattered soldiers and roving warriors around.

He sent a messenger to contact General Abidis, the leader of the Hand of Tyr. Unfortunately, he rejected Taelan Fording's invitation. He wanted to help the Kingdom of Lordaeron protect its last territory.

Taelan Fording knew that he had always been radical, fanatical, stubborn, and short-sighted. In the original history, it was he and his fanatical daughter who led the Scarlet Crusade to its death.

But he waited for an unexpected person, the killer Rohan.

This person was a strange one. He was not close to Taelan Fording, but he was not hostile to him. At this time, he came here with a team of stealth fighters.

He did not come to join Taelan Fordring on the expedition, but sent a group of his men to help the High Lord.

"These people are my elite troops. They are all young and have great potential. In many cases, they can play an important role."

"Lillian and Hunter, they are both people with great potential."

"Especially Lillian Voss, who has mastered the Consecrated Longsword. She can help you in unexpected places."

Taelan Fording said: "Are you not going to go to Kalimdor with me to seek a way to defeat the demons?"

Rohan said, "I have to stay. I will watch over Light's Hope Chapel for you. When you return to East Wilder with the glory of defeating the enemies of the world, I will wait for you in the chapel."

Taelan Fordring solemnly said goodbye to Rohan and watched him set out on the road to Light's Hope Chapel alone.

The next day they prepared their luggage and started to head west. They would pass through Marris Farm, Caer Darrow, Stane Blade, Tarren Mill, and arrive at Southshore.

They would requisition ships in South Sea Town and then sail into the Endless Sea, heading for the Barrens.

Tyran Fording said: "This road is full of dangers. We have many women, children, and even old people. They have no fighting ability and move very slowly, so we must choose the safest road."

"We will not attack the Scholomance at Caer Darrow, but Andorhal is a significant threat."

Sylvanas Windrunner said: "We might as well take the initiative. I will lead Halduron, several Farstriders, and some newly recruited mages to attack Andorhal first."

"Then a large army is passing through there. If they dare to rush out and besiege us, the Heavenly Fist of the Great Lord will teach them a lesson."

Taelan Fording said: "I originally thought so. But the situation has changed."

"Rohan brought us support yesterday. Lillian Voss and Hunter are excellent stealth fighters. With the shadow power they mastered, they are able to send your high elves' spell beacon into Andorhal."

"When the time comes, all Halduron needs to do is build a simple spell enhancement circle, and I can use holy light to destroy all the undead."

"The rest of you just need to be on guard against the undead coming from the direction of Kel'Darrow."

Although Sylvanas Windrunner is a Farstrider, she also has a lot of magic, and she thinks this is impossible. Even a legendary wizard cannot destroy a big city with just one spell.

But she remembered that Taelan Fordring was a demigod, so she said nothing.

Everyone soon reached a consensus.

The next step is to unite and bring these people to the relatively safe East Continent with their families. This is a large team of several thousand people, which is completely different from the three or four cats and kittens that Jaina brought with her in another time and space.

This team not only has several powerful heroes, but is also a coalition of three races. They don't have many fighters, but they have all types of troops.

Halduron has brought back news that the High Lord's father, Tirion Fordring, is no longer in seclusion. I think he followed Jaina to Dalaran.

Falstad has promised to come personally to pick up his good friend. He will bring his old friend Skywing to support Taelan Fording.

Haas Shijiu, who gave up the idea of ​​retiring to open a pub, was also happy about meeting his friends soon.

There is a big difference in difficulty between commanding a few people and commanding thousands of people.

Fortunately, Taelan Fordring, Davi and Halduron are all excellent generals.

This allowed the team to move forward, but the speed was hard to describe. After several days of slow progress, it finally got some shape.

When they arrived near Andorhal, Tyran Fordring sent out all his scouts, this time led by Sylvanas Windrunner herself.

Although this ranger was not an excellent military commander, she was indeed the most powerful scout. She completed the reconnaissance mission quickly, more than half ahead of schedule.

Sylvanas said: "High Lord, there is bad news and good news."

She has a strong and proud personality, so she naturally won't keep people in suspense.

"The good news is that the undead in Andorhal are all low-level troops, all zombies, reanimated corpses and a small number of abominations. They are managed by a lich called Summoner Araki, and the herald Kirtonos is sometimes here too."

"The bad news is that a large army of undead set out for Dalaran two days ago. They drew out the best troops here."

"As for Caer Darrow, there was no reaction there at all. They even destroyed the bridge leading in and out of the island, and we found no ships."

Taelan Fordring said: "I believe the prince's army has advanced ahead of us. They are attacking Dalaran."

Sylvanas Windrunner was silent. It seemed that the undead were not bothered by the ships. They must have succeeded. The Isle of Quel'Danas had fallen.

The source of their magic power must have fallen into the hands of the undead. The ranger was fine, but the strange thing was that there were several mages in the team, and they had no physical problems and no lack of magic power.

Sylvanas Windrunner felt the breath of Tyran Fordring. The great lord was like a powerful source of holy light. He was emitting warm holy light all the time.

It can be said that it is an enhanced version of the Sunwell. As long as you don't resist the Holy Light, you will never become addicted to magic.

At this time, Halduron opened the tent and walked in: "Great Lord, the magic circle has been prepared. Lillian has also placed the spell beacon."

Taelan Fording said: "Okay, don't think too much. Let's get started!"

If it weren't for his new magical talent, Tyran Fordring would have had to venture into Andorhal, where there might be a few dreadlords lurking.

Davi brought a group of the most powerful paladins to block off the surrounding area.

Taelan Fordring stood in the middle of the magic circle, and the holy light wings behind him spread out, extending into the void.

Taelan Fordring silently communicated between the Crystal Dome and the Worldstone.

Endless holy light spread out from Taelan Fordring's body like a halo.

It was late in the evening, and he looked like the sun, making the surrounding trees milky white.

Taelan Fordring unlocks the Violet Eye and the Blessing of Tirion Fordring.

Halduron, Sylvanas Windrunner, and an elven mage stood in a triangle and began to input mana into the magic circle.

The great knight opened his arms, and the sky, which was originally covered by the gray canopy of the undead, seemed to be torn apart by something.

A large number of holy light spots enveloped the entire Andorhal.

These light spots quickly transformed into holy light angels. They began to pray, and the holy light they produced formed layers of holy light stairs. There were seven levels in total, and the holy light gathered layer by layer towards the highest level.

After the seventh layer was filled with holy light, countless holy lightning bolts began to fall from the sky.

The entire Andorhal was illuminated by the Fist of Heaven, and after the lightning came countless holy light bullets. Then the entire sky was ignited by countless meteorites.

The stars fell like rain, as if the starry sky had descended.

Boom! There was a deafening explosion, lightning spreading everywhere, holy light bullets shooting randomly, and an endless shower of meteorites.

When the holy light faded, there was no sound in the whole of Andorhal. There were broken walls and flaming meteorites everywhere.

A gust of hot wind blew, and the stench of the undead disappeared, leaving only the heat waves produced by the meteorite. A light rain began to fall in Andorhal.

It seemed as if Ezelena wanted to cleanse the entire Andorhal with a light rain.

(End of this chapter)