Stormwind God

The Ranger is not always a mystery, and the Ranger itself does not have strong vitality and protection. In this case, if it is a Paladin, maybe he can drive in invincibly to fight.

But Ranger ... The moment Sylvanas' fate was determined from the moment he was unable to shoot the enemy and refused to leave.

Like a poor bird in a cage, no matter how fast the flapping wings can't break the restraint of the cage, her space for activities can only get smaller and smaller!

"Take my strongest blow--the fallen king who is trying to destroy his people and kingdom. Anar \ 'alahbelore, for the eternal sun."

This is the most powerful arrow of Sylvanas!

It may be effective against other beings.

The greatest power often means that you need to stop moving to store power. For a mage who has a wealth of defense, control, and countermeasures, it is almost equivalent to delivering food!

Instead, the cold arrows used in the sneak attack before will be more effective.

Until the end, Sylvanas definitely did not want to use this trick.

Thunder gathered on her, and the turbulent wind blew away the black flames that swept away. At this moment, Sylvanas had called on all the power of elements she could use.

Seeing this scene, Anastrian's gray lips twitched: "If you have to shoot this arrow to make you despair, serve me forever ... then, as you wish, my Ranger General. "

"Who will serve your rotten bones !?" Pale golden hair, dancing wildly in the fierce wind, Sylvanas almost pulled his long bow to the full moon.

The atmosphere was shaking.

The sky buzzed.

The power of this arrow is definitely not small!

If it is a city gate without magic protection, maybe it will burst instantly under this arrow.

"Uh-"

The bowstrings finally rang, and the fingers that were almost severed by the bowstrings were released, as if they had been making a winding twisted thundering light vector, and finally left the string. After this arrow was fired, the entire arrow turned into a falling meteor in mid-air, and shot at the Sun King with great power.

It was such an arrow that just passed through the three layers of the black inflammation barrier that blocked between her and the Sun King, and then annihilated ...

It disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed in this world.

"Kill me!" Sylvanas gritted her teeth.

A sneer appeared on the corner of the Sun King's lips: "Huh?"

He didn't even bother to lift his staff, a thin finger, a phantom black skull phantom, and screamed at her.

Sylvanas sobbed. She never cried because of fear or regret. This brief hoarse whine was due to anger, hatred, and the wrath of justice, because she couldn't stop the evil king who had become the fallen.

Even if she had spelled everything she had, and spelled her life, she couldn't stop it.

She suddenly remembered the persuasion of Iluchia and others before leaving.

"Wait for Duke! Duke must have a solution. If you don't see the overall strength, then please wait for Duke's instructions."

Suddenly hurt!

Sister Aurelia, Sister Windsor, am I wrong?

In pain and despair, she faced the horrible dark skull face to face. She hoped that her magic items could resist this dark magic a little, but they shattered when they met the dark skull.

Low-level mystery, there is no resistance before high-level mystery.

A black skeleton hit her.

The coldness is the absolute coldness that penetrates into my heart, like an ice sword cut into her body.

At this moment, Sylvanas saw Kael'thas tilted his head, and the two eyes met. The blood on Sylvanas' face faded, and her mind began to get confused.

Is it my hallucination? There was a trace of regret on Prince Keelsas' handsome face.

Sylvanas Windrunner felt like he was falling free.

This is not in a physical sense, but on a mysterious level. It was her soul that fell, like a powerless boat in a storm, disoriented.

How did I get here?

Can not remember.

Am I killed by Alsace? Or is it the **** Sun King?

There is no concept of time here. Her life is not a series of events, but just a flash of thinking in an instant, infinite void.

There was only darkness in her eyes.

Then she felt like she was falling-she really felt it, for the first time in a long time. She flinched. In extreme pain.

When she came here, she felt her soul was being torn into pieces, only the pain.

Does it mean endless suffering to bravely resist evil and protect your hometown.

Cold.

despair.

fear.

Visions crowd in endless darkness.

Countless friends and relatives died, and a brainless zombie stumbled beside her. Seeing this scene, her heart became fragmented.

The purple-black mark of death passed through the city and divided it into two. Residents of Silvermoon City hung their broken heads and viscera behind them, hobbled and walked towards the dead king Anastrian, finally kneeling on the ground, despairing about the immortal rule of them. Worship worship.

She was angry, but she could not resist, because the horror that was absolutely absent in the living world was suppressing her.

Dark claws came out from all directions and tore her, she wanted to scream, but couldn't shout.

There were evil eyes behind her staring at her, but she couldn't turn back.

She saw the Sun King grinning his rotten mouth, and her face was full of ridicules that had been played on the palm of her hand.

Her soul desperately tried to charge him, and then somehow lost the courage to fight in the oppression of terror.

Suddenly she found herself again as a minor, blond child shivering in the dark forest, suffering the consequences of making the wrong choice alone.

Sure enough, my sister, my sister ...

Where all the pain and infinite sin in the world are gathered, the Lich King-insignificant.

Is your vision the most correct?

Sure enough, I shouldn't be so rebellious, just listen to Duke as soon as possible ...

In the outside world, every elf watched in horror the female Ranger's twitching body, listening to her screaming constantly.

It was Sylvanas's soul that was undergoing torture and torture, and each elf had great mercy on her, and also had fear of the Sun King.

[Death Wreath]!

With such a simple blow, they defeated Sylvanas, whom they had hoped for most.

Their courage is waning, their will is beginning to fade, their knees are about to fall, and their bodies are about to kneel.

Just at the end of the last, the ground, the Sun King hit the arrow.

He screamed the worst since he played.

It was an arrow from a young girl who suddenly appeared under the steps. The young girl had a face similar to Sylvanas!

Lilas Windrunner participates!

"This is impossible!" Cried the Sun King!

"Of course my arrow won't work, but what about Alexstrasza's arrow?" The old lady of Windrunner's house smiled slightly.