Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 316: Annihilation

Yes! The troll used its hooked fingers, huge hands, and strong arms to tear the flesh off the elf piece by piece.

Accompanying the endless cries of despair and pain is the trolls' twisted and hearty laughter. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

The ornately carved armor could not withstand the blows of the orcs' heavy weapons.

The gorgeous magic could not eliminate the enemies that came in waves. The wizards tore open their magic robes in fear so that they could run faster.

Kael'thas even heard a noble elven mage begging a chocobo rider to take her with him, and she was even willing to give everything for it. In the end, she was only laughed at for her whole life.

Kael'thas did not withdraw immediately. Instead, he mobilized the magic circuits throughout his body and frantically threw long-range fireballs at the most densely populated areas on the battlefield.

As an archmage, his power when he gets angry is quite astonishing.

The continuous fireballs formed a small fire belt, blocking the attack of a considerable number of orcs.

In the past, Kael'thas's actions would have been enough to win him applause from the audience.

There was no cheering, no praise. None of the elves rescued by Kael'thas dared to look up at their prince. They all lowered their heads and ran away.

However, the situation took a turn for the worse when a larger two-headed ogre mage appeared and fired magic that was no less powerful than Kael'thas's.

On this day, the myth of the invincibility of the two-headed ogre magician was imprinted in the hearts of the proud high elves for the first time.

Faster casting speed, higher elemental particle density, more perfect coordination. Fighting a two-handed ogre mage feels no different from fighting a team of battle-hardened mages of the same level.

"Your Highness! Go!" Astrologer Capronus used her fire magic to share Kael'thas' burden. Baron Sanguinar, who rushed back from the front line, used his powerful arm strength to drag Kael'thas away.

Kael'thas didn't want to leave, he wanted to be the last one left.

But it was all over.

His army collapsed like a landslide.

In the distance, on the black land scorched by fire, the pale stone limbs of mountain giants were scattered all over the ground. These huge guardian gods that the elves had to look up to at all times were now crawling in the center of the battlefield, as if they were asleep.

The sleeping mountain giant is no different from a small hill.

Kael'thas knew that it had fallen into deep sleep forever.

He recognized this mountain giant. When he was very young, when his father officially declared him the heir to the throne, his father personally woke up this giant named "Stonerd". He still remembered how gentle Stonerd was. He didn't even want to disturb the birds that built nests on him. After the elves moved all the bird nests, he was willing to carry the young him around the edge of Eversong Forest.

He still remembered how arrogant his younger self looked when he stood on Stonerd.

He told himself, 'I will be the king of this land, and Stonerd will be my moving castle! ' At that time, Stonerd seemed so powerful and impossible to defeat.

However, after being attacked countless times by several huge and ferocious Gronns with their huge steel-covered claws, Stonerd finally lost all his vitality and breath. Stonerd is no longer a powerful elemental creature. It has returned to its origin as Mother Earth and has become a pile of...stones again.

Mountain Giant Stonerd...

"No——" Kael'thas cried.

The Eastern Temple was clearly behind them, and the two-kilometer distance was only a short walk away. But even this short distance was filled with high elves.

On the battlefield, Orgrim rode a tall war wolf and found Zul'jin, who was covered in blood.

"Zul'jin! How is it? It feels good to be a brother of orcs, right? Hahaha!" Orgrim laughed heroically.

Zul'jin, covered in blood, stretched out his slender tongue, licked the elf flesh on his fangs, and revealed a very satisfied grin: "Revenge tastes so good! My Warchief, but it is not enough! This is not enough to vent the six thousand years of resentment of the Amani Empire! Only the destruction of Silvermoon City and the extinction of the high elves can let the millions of angry troll souls rest in peace."

Orgrim patted Zul'jin on the shoulder and said, "What are you waiting for? Catch up with me! If you run slowly, don't complain that the orcs didn't leave a few living elves for you. Hahaha!"

Looking at Orgrim's back, Zul'jin showed a rare expression of admiration. He blew a whistle, summoned his velociraptor mount, and strode after him.

Prince Kael'thas was just one step away from martyrdom.

Before he reached the magical defense range of the Eastern Temple, he was caught up by tribal heroes led by Gul'dan.

Kargath Bladefist, the chieftain of the Shattered Hand clan who was specially summoned by Gul'dan through teleportation, used his crazy and fast slashing to beat Sanguinar like a dog.

Gul'dan took advantage of his double-headed combo and easily suppressed Kael'thas alone.

The Dragonmaw Clan Chieftain Zuluhed alone on horseback suppressed the two astrologers Caponia and Solanlian.

Kael'thas's subordinate, Saladre, was beaten to a pulp by a Blade Master from the Burning Blade Clan, and it was only a matter of time before he died.

Just then, the arrow came!

The mysterious and invisible wind arrow.

The domineering Thunder Arrow.

The two arrows had completely different feelings. They were clearly shot by two ranger elves wearing green cloaks, but it felt like two armies of archers were deployed. The overwhelming pressure made the heroes of the Horde feel suffocated.

An orc rider tried to let a gronn attack the two elves. Who knew that with just one arrow, the giant gronn's head and the rider's head on its back were both blown off. The scene of the two heads, one large and one small, exploding into rotten watermelons was shocking.

You know, the archer is still three hundred meters away!

"Your Highness! Please evacuate!" That was the voice of Alleria Windrunner.

Kael'thas was ashamed, so he took his friends and left with his tail between his legs. Although he left a "thank you", it was unable to conceal his embarrassment.

That night, the Horde used a huge metal wheel as high as seven stories as a siege vehicle, and withstood the bombardment of the magic device on the temple, forcing the battle into hand-to-hand combat. After three hours of fighting, the eastern temple defense line fell.

The day after Kael'thas fled back to Silvermoon City, the triumphant parliament thought they had finally found an opportunity to attack the royal family. While accusing Kael'thas of poor command, which resulted in the death of 20,000 "elite" high elves, they also proposed to limit the royal power and announced that the "pillars of the high elves" composed of the private soldiers and high-level mages of the parliamentary lords would personally kill all the invaders in Eversong Forest.

However...

A day later, the tragic news came that an army of 40,000 elves had been annihilated.

The high elves are in dire straits!