Azeroth Trail of Light

When the fighting ranger troops entered the "surrounded" Tacqueline sentry, Sylvanas looked at the sentry that had been razed to the ground, as if she had been hit by a heavy hammer in her heart.

Taquilin! Tacqueline has long been ruined...this is a despicable conspiracy!

Alsace's purpose was to introduce her into this ambush, even the reinforcements led by Lor'themar and Hadulun! Sylvanas saw the red fireworks rising from behind, which was a signal that reinforcements were attacked.

The 4000 rangers faced the undead surrounded from all directions. They did not wait for death, but continued to fight. However, in black, Marduk and Maween led a death knight team composed of all elven warriors and rushed into the ranger army. At that time, everything became chaotic.

Sylvanas gritted her teeth, put her war bow on her arm, slashed across her body quickly, cut off the heads of the five close ghouls, and drew out the short knife from her belt, and slammed it accurately. Death knight Thassarian's head attacked her from the side, pushing him back.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Three multiple arrows were shot from the general ranger’s bow, clearing the direction in which she rushed. Sylvanas lightly resembled a predator female leopard. She turned her bow back, wiped her hands on her waist, and two. The scimitar appeared in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, a dance of killing appeared on the battlefield. The death knight Thassarian and Sylvanas, who came up again, had their arms cut off and had to withdraw from the battle. The general ranger made a surprise attack. The goal is very clear, that is Arthas, who is firmly protected by the hatred of the three heads.

She believed that it was the commander of this undead army. As long as he was killed, these delicate undeads would return to the chaotic posture of the past. That was the only way for the ranger army to survive!

Rangers, this is a branch of the hunter profession. They abandon the ability to have powerful animal companions, and put all their energy on shooting skills and melee martial arts. Excellent rangers can even engage in fierce confrontations with fighters. , Sylvanas is one of the best.

The physique of the higher elves is heavily biased towards agility and magic. At least before the destruction of Quel'Thalas, few elves would choose the crude way of warriors. Only the most inferior civilian elves would do so, so they tried to use complex martial arts. And dexterity replaces the wild and unyielding warrior.

This kind of tactics has won victory in the face of the orcs and the trolls. However, when facing the endless and winning undead, the shortcomings of the lack of heavy armor classes that can fight for a long time immediately appear. Up.

Even the local army of Lordaeron, with heavy armor and generous shields, will not be defeated so quickly when facing the same number of undead! Rangers only have small shields that are easy to fight and carry, and they are unlikely to wear heavy armor. Leather armor that does not affect flexibility is their best protection.

But heavy armor can withstand the claws and tearing attacks of ghouls, and even against the heavy weapons of the death knight, it can provide good protection, but leather armor can't! Not every ranger has melee abilities like Sylvanas. After being close by a fast ghoul, they hardly have much self-protection ability.

After 7000 years, the high elves finally paid the price for their stubbornness, arrogance, and serious partiality! The price is their lives!

"Alsace! You are dead!"

Sylvanas avoided the three-headed hate hook attack. She jumped onto the hook that hit the ground, rushed forward frantically, and then jumped into the air, a perfect forward somersault, with a delicate and sharp machete on her body. Flicking across the sides, two high-ranking hateful heads rose into the sky.

In the face of high-ranking lords who tend to be agile, the bulkiness of hatred has become their fatal injury.

Killing both ends of hatred with one blow, Sylvanas had a cold look in her eyes. Now, there is no obstacle between her and Arthas!

But Sylvanas overlooked one thing... Arthas stood on the periphery of the battlefield and commanded. This does not mean that Arthas is not good at martial arts. In fact, when facing the Demon Sword Frostmourne, any mortal weapon is It's so powerless!

Arthas, wearing a blue-black skull armor, turned his gray eyes to Sylvanas who was leaping towards him. The Ranger General has no longer the indifference he had before, and now she is like a dead flower in full bloom. The flower is beautiful and dangerous.

"clang!"

The two crossed elven sabers touched Frostmourne, and Arthas' random blow pushed Sylvanas to the rear, and the elven general lightly fell to the ground and shook his hand.

"This guy... is so powerful! Damn it!"

Sylvanas felt a little tricky, while Arthas stood in place with his sword in both hands. He looked at Sylvanas's perfect body curiously, but there was not the slightest appreciation in his eyes. Alsace's Looking across, the general ranger was cold, his eyes...like looking at a weapon.

"You will be my sharpest sword..."

Arthas pointed Frostmourne at Sylvanas, stretched his left hand forward, and hooked her. This contemptuous action made the ranger general's inner depression reach the highest point.

"Stop talking about it! Die!"

Sylvanas launched an attack again. This time, driven by her emotions, a blue eagle's light and shadow appeared in front of her elegant figure. It was originally extremely fast, and once again went up a step, truly It was like a breeze passing by.

"Guardian of the Eagle!"

Sylvanas, who used the hunter's secret technique, had faster scimitars in both hands, like two waved silver lights, whirling and slashing towards Arthas's head and chest, but it was on the edge of the blade. A moment ago, Alsace's palm flipped forward, and a sharp and terrifying icy energy gushed out from the palm of his hand.

"Howling wind strikes!"

Sylvanas couldn’t dodge. At the moment when the ice was on her body, she had only time to tap her toes and moved her body to the left, but the perfect left leg was contaminated by the blast of cold air, which caused her to be attracted. I am proud of the speed of a gust of wind in the dark, slowing down in vain.

"Look! This is your death!"

Frostmourne brought a faint blue light, and slashed straight to the body of the ranger general, but just before the blade was added, Sylvanas quickly swiped her slender waist, it was like a pendant. The same iron silk thread was thrown into the air by her. There were eight flying leaves on the silk thread. Although they looked inconspicuous, each time they fought Frostmourne, they could deflect the heavy blade.

"deterrence!"

It’s another hunter’s secret technique. Of course, it’s just a deterrent that can’t stop Alsace’s blade. So Sylvanas took the little turtle shell rune on her wrist again and said the spell. The green tortoiseshell energy protection stood in front of Frostmourne.

"Guardian of the Spirit Turtle!"

The last hunter's secret technique used to save life, Sylvanas, under the protection of the guardian of the spirit turtle, pressed her hands on the blade of Frostmourne, using the power of Arthas's sword as a push, her body was as light as It was a feather that had been flipped in the air for two weeks and fell to the ground in a half-kneeling posture.

This is not a retreat, because at the moment in the air, the Windrunner's bow had already landed in her hands, and when it landed, a silver arrow had already landed on the bowstring.

For a ranger of Sylvanas’ level, shooting a bow and arrow almost became an instinct. At this distance, she didn’t need to aim at all. When Arthas rushed towards her, that one The silver arrow rushed to Arthas's chest with a whistling sound that pierced the air under the force of the bowstring being completely pulled apart.

"Chimera's bite!"

One of the most powerful secret skills of the rangers, Sylvanas once used this arrow to kill the sea monster that invaded the Island of Sunshine. This is almost her stunt at the bottom of the box.

But with this arrow, Arthas did not dodge. In fact, the strongest blow of the high-ranking lord, the speed, has exceeded the speed of sound, at this distance, Arthas could not dodge, only let him The silver light pierced his breastplate, leaving a hole.

However, Sylvanas did not see the pain in Arthas's eyes. On the contrary, a smile appeared on the corner of the death knight king's mouth.

"Hula la la la la!"

The sound of the dancing chains reached Sylvanas’ ears, but she couldn’t avoid it anymore, with a barbed hook locked around her slender body three times, and then a huge force swept her Taken from the ground, the ranger who is not known for strength can't compare with hatred, so Sylvanas can only endure the pain after the final beating of hatred, raising her arms to block her in front of her.

"boom!"

It was like the sound of a cannonball falling to the ground, dust overflowing, Sylvanas had recovered from the vertigo that had not yet hit, the whistle of Frostmourne had already sounded in front of her, she could only hurriedly put the two swords on her body. Before, but how could Alsace’s charged blow be so easy to stop?

The well-made elven saber shattered from the center, and the flying fragments left a few blood marks on Sylvanas' body. She was also pushed by this force, and she retreated on the ground several times in embarrassment. She opened her eyes, and Arthas, who was grinning, had lifted Frostmourne high, and the black and blue blade was facing her towering chest.

"You...finished..."

Sylvanas closed her eyes in pain... she... lost.

"Holy...shock!"

At this moment, Sylvanas was awakened by a roar, and then she saw a blazing beige light hitting the falling blade of Frostmourne, deflecting the direction it fell slightly, and rubbing Sylva. The outer layer of Nass' leather armor pierced into the ground.

"Alsace! I said, I won't let you succeed so easily! Now, here I am!"

"Ha la la la!"

It was the sound of chains again, but at this moment, a dragon hook covered with holy light was tied to Sylvanas’s arm, and Arthas reached out and grabbed Sylvanas’s other arm. At that time, she took her body into the air.

At this moment, Sylvanas was so happy, she glared at Arthas,

"It won't end like this! I will be back!"

"Wow!"

The black magic glove on Sylvanas's left arm grabbed by Arthas, under the command of the master, quickly broke away from her skin, and Arthas, who became angry and furious, used the death grip again, but The high-ranking Abomination who was knocked down by Myra-Dawn Blade and other Paladins' horses just happened to be stopped in the middle of the body of Death Grip and Sylvanas who was dragged by Dick and flew back.

Even the king of death knights can't make the death grip penetrate the entity...so he can only watch the rescued Sylvanas disappear into his sight.

"Dick!!! I want to kill you!!!"

Arthas yelled angrily. This was definitely the first time he had such a violent emotional reaction because of Dick’s intervention. Under his command, all the surrounding undead madly fled towards Dick and others. The direction rushed over, vowing to block them on the road.

"Holy water!"

Dick carrying Sylvanas yelled behind him without turning his head. The excited knights threw the compressed water sacs in their hands to the undead in all directions. The water sacs fell to the ground, and the highly compressed holy water was like It was like a rain, which thoroughly drenched the undead.

Although holy water is not lethal to these high-level undead, the pain of burning the soul slows them down a bit.

that's enough!

Liadrin and a dozen priests built a large enchantment of Holy Light in front of them. Warhorses and chocobos were also there, and there was the starting point for their escape.

"We will stay and break! You take the general and go quickly!"

The dozen or so elven warriors who came from Desom saw the misery of Sylvanas, who was unaware of life and death on his shoulders by Dick, and suddenly became angry. They lined up in a tight small formation and stood in the way. Ke and everyone behind.

It's not that they don't know what it means after the break, but they did it anyway. Dick was silent and did not speak, and the speed under his feet was a little faster. At a critical moment, there will always be heroes who will come forward to face Arthas Death, the elves of Quel'Thalas, also understood the truth of sacrifice.