Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 430: Alive

The operation failed, and not only did Lordaeron lose both his wife and his troops, but Dalaran also suffered a hard time.

Antonidas nodded and waved his hand down. Suddenly, a commotion began to spread.

"Everyone get ready!"

"Open the portal in five minutes!"

"The countdown begins!"

In the square, the servants in charge of preparing the troops began to leave in a stream. Soon, only the soldiers who were going to the battle were left.

Unrelated persons were quickly taken away from the scene.

The Dalaran guards responsible for security quickly blocked the entire square.

Teams of master Mages stepped into the magic circle next to the portal and entered their designated locations.

Everyone began to turn their eyes to Archmage Antonidas on the podium.

After preparing the guard, Antonidas quickly began to cast a spell. After a short spell, Antonidas' consciousness had begun to enter the confused void. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

He was looking for the spatial coordinates of Grim Batol Fortress.

Space teleportation is never an easy task. Unless it is a city at the level of a kingdom's capital, it is difficult to have complete space coordinates. Most of the time, the mage needs to explore and lock the target by himself.

If one thing is not handled properly, it will be a human tragedy.

Therefore, there are very few mages below the rank of Grand Magus who dare to use space teleportation to areas outside the major cities.

In order to avoid alerting the enemy, the Alliance did not even send mages to Grim Batol to set the coordinates in advance. The one they relied on the most was naturally the Grand Magus Antonidas.

It didn't take him much effort to find the target.

It was a flat area in the eastern part of Grim Batol, near the Dragonmaw Gate in later generations.

He couldn't set the portal at the top of Grim Batol. First, there was little space on the top of the mountain. Second, facing the repeated attacks of the red dragon, the commandos would be very passive.

He didn't have Deathwing's cheating skills to find the secret passage leading directly to the Red Dragon Queen. He could only choose the most suitable one, which was in the open space between the Horde army and Grim Batol Fortress.

Found it!

Almost at the moment Antonidas locked onto the coordinates, the huge portal in the square began to ripple violently. It started as ripples, and then turned into a huge wave composed of rolling unknown substances.

After a few moments, the portal showed the scene on the opposite side.

It was a huge passage, with torches on both sides. The tribal warrior who was in charge of guarding it was startled by the portal that suddenly appeared in front of him. Then he saw the Alliance soldiers standing in front of the portal, ready to charge.

General Abendis, the highest commander on the scene of this operation, raised the greatsword in his hand high: "In the name of Lordaeron - charge!"

A huge roar suddenly erupted in the square, and the commandos, led by the most capable Silver Hand, charged forward.

Abendis and Saidan Dathrohan, who took the lead, rushed forward like two sharp swords, and the orcs were immediately thrown into chaos.

But it was only a moment of confusion.

To the surprise of the people of Lordaeron, the orcs seemed... quite prepared.

Hundreds of powerful and fully armed orc warriors rushed out from the various branches of the fortress's main road and fought with the elite of Lordaeron.

Hundreds of orcs counterattacked a thousand elite troops of Lordaeron, and it seemed that they still had a chance of winning.

Several orc centurions tried their best to encourage their people, hoping to use the relatively narrow terrain for the army to contain the alliance's offensive and turn the tide of the war. But he soon realized that his idea was a bit wishful thinking.

In front of him were two of the most powerful warriors in the alliance. Moreover, although his warriors were also known as elite and had a good reputation in the clan,

Unfortunately, even with the same title, warriors from different clans still have fundamental differences in combat effectiveness.

Physical fitness, resistance to violence and many other factors determine combat power. If the combat power of the elite Blackrock Clan directly under Orgrim is 100, these guys are at most 70.

In front of these elite warriors of Lordaeron who have experienced many battles, they are simply not good enough!

The strength they were proud of was useless in the face of faster speed. Often, just as the orcs swung their arms, a sharp sword had already pierced their ugly faces.

Especially for the Silver Hand Paladins who were at the forefront, killing orcs of this level was no different from chopping melons and vegetables.

Saidan held a hammer shining with holy light, like a legendary Titan controlling supreme power. He only needed to swing the hammer and several rays of holy light swept into the crowd of orcs like thunder. The platinum-colored hammer of holy light burst out with a holy aura, easily knocking away orcs weighing hundreds of pounds like hitting a high fly ball.

With the help of the Paladin skill Devotion, every time Saidan charges, a large amount of holy light penetrates into the ground, and then bursts out from the ground. Any weak orc who gets close to him will have his legs burned by the holy light and carbonized.

But that's not all. General Abendis next to him also became more and more courageous as the battle went on, and later seemed to have entered a state similar to being possessed by the god of war.

His red armor, which looked like it was burning with flames, emitted a light similar to holy light during his fierce movements. This was a manifestation of the warrior's special energy, "anger."

Red power suddenly surged out of the two-handed sword in his hand, and its majesty was like the arrival of Odin, the Titan of Creation.

The roar that came out of his mouth was like thunder, and he didn't even need to draw his sword. He just used the power transformed from Rage and released the warrior's special skill Thunder Strike to directly shock the seriously injured orcs to death.

The commandos were so fierce that the kings watching the battle from behind were staring at it in amazement, feeling a sense of trance, as if all the Hordes could be killed by just this elite of the elite.

There was an unspoken pride on Terenas's face.

The gray hair fluttered in the wind, giving off an indescribable sense of class.

Antonidas remained silent as he watched the commandos split into two groups. One group built a defense line on the spot, using debris as cover, and began to block the largest entrance of the entire fortress as much as possible.

The commandos fought their way to the deepest part of the fortress.

Looks like... there's hope!

At this time, Antonidas's perception also spread in the fortress. He tried to see if he could predict the danger for the troops, such as notifying them in advance which direction there was a red dragon.

At this moment, he suddenly sensed a strange existence. To be more precise, he sensed the breath of a magic circuit.

He swore that he would never forget this breath in his life because they shared the same roots and origin.

That was the aura of the Arcane Throne and the Icecrown. Although it was very, very faint, Antonidas would never mistake it.

After all, apart from that kid, there is no one else in the world who knows these two arcane circuits.

Damn it!

Edmund Duke is still alive!?

Antonidas' mind went blank for a moment, and he completely forgot why he was spreading his perception.