CHAPTER 693: HUNTER

Surprised, shocked, stunned!

What happened in front of the royal court was full of twists and turns.

From the fall of the Sun King, to the Prince’s surrender, to Sylvanas’s resistance and failure, and finally Duke’s sudden appearance, contrary to everyone’s imagination, he defeated the attack of the fallen Sun King with the power of the Bright Moon. The scene was so shocking that every elf felt so nervous that they couldn’t even breathe.

Everyone wants to say ’impossible’!

After all, until this moment, Duke still has the aura of a Grand Magus level lingering around him. Perhaps he has already reached the peak of Grand Magus in the true sense. However, throughout the ages, how many powerful people with amazing talents have finally fallen in front of the ruthless years, and stood at the threshold of Antonidas, which seemed to be just a little short of the mark but was actually extremely high and steep.

Only Anasterian vaguely realized what Duke had done.

"You...you...you stole the magical veins!?" The trembling words revealed the truth of the matter.

What!?

Duke can actually use the power of the Sunwell?

How is this possible?

How to use the Sunwell has always been a secret of the Sunstrider family. Even the members of the Silvermoon Council only know the basics. Why can Duke, an outsider who is not even a high elf, call upon the power of the Sunwell?

You know, there is no possibility of leakage!

The Windrunner sisters Duke had seduced were merely rangers, not high-level mages. And what Duke had taken was only a beginner’s handbook on how to practice the Phoenix Flame magic circuit.

No one would have thought that Duke, this evil guy, could use the system AI and his understanding of the Phoenix Flame to reverse-engineer the control code of the Sunwell’s mana veins?

Anasterian is going crazy!

Duke held his head high, his face full of confidence: "Steal? How do I remember that it was your father Dath’Remar who stole a bottle of Eternal Water confiscated from Illidan and built the Sunwell? Moreover, if your father’s soul is still watching Quel’Thalas, he will definitely be shocked by your depravity and your terrible idea of trying to defile the Sunwell!"

"You..." Anasterian was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

"The Sunwell belongs to the Quel’dorei. I am merely borrowing it to destroy you, the evildoer who has desecrated the sacred life." Duke’s words obviously calmed the somewhat uneasy high elves.

It also makes those rangers who love the forest and love life have a great liking for Duke.

Sometimes, Duke also wishes he were a big devil, so that everything he does would be much simpler and more violent.

Unfortunately, the alliance’s general orientation of inclusiveness cannot be undermined.

Just like before the Sun King fell, he had no right to interfere in the Elf Kingdom.

The Alliance is just an alliance, not a federation. The Federation is a unified country with only one boss. The Alliance is just a group of equal kingdoms and forces, formed to fight against evil and destruction.

If Duke ignored the sovereignty of other countries today, wantonly killed their kings, and forced a race or country to join the alliance, then this would mean the corruption of the alliance, which would inevitably be opposed by the kings of various countries, and there would be no powerful alliance in the future.

Of course, if a king of a country jumps to the evil camp that opposes the alliance, that is another matter...

Duke turned around and looked at the shocked Sylvanas with an embarrassed expression: "I’m sorry, I must first gain control of the Sunwell before I can save you and your compatriots."

Then, Duke waved his hand, and the magic hand that had just suppressed Halduron and Lor’themar was immediately shattered and dissipated in the wind.

The next second, a continuous roar of cannons suddenly sounded on the sea to the west of Silvermoon City.

The sound of the artillery fire was so loud that it seemed to blow away every cloud within a thousand miles and overturn the entire sky.

Such intensive and violent bombardment can only be carried out by one fleet in the world - the joint fleet formed by Kul Tiras and Stormwind Kingdom!

The Sun King was horrified: "Isn’t your army heading south?"

Duke had a triumphant smile on his face: "That’s just what you guys think."

At this point, Duke’s plan all came to light.

Although this is not a typical case of two clams fighting and the fisherman taking advantage, Duke obviously had the Scarlet Crusade pretend to go south to support Silverpine Forest, but actually made a circle on the sea and then lurked in the waters west of Quel’Thalas early on.

Because the elves’ defense focus was on the land in the south, no one noticed that such a large army was assembled on the sea.

When the Sun King fell and defected, Duke had no more scruples and decisively ordered this largest fleet in history, with a total number of ships in the four digits, to attack the Scourge which had just landed.

Duke’s move was truly spicy.

There was indeed no one in this fleet who could rival Arthas. The problem was that the magic of Frostmourne was not infinite. At the moment when Duke had partial control of the Sunwell, if Arthas dared to attack the Alliance fleet with all his strength, Duke would be able to seize the opportunity to gain full control of the Sunwell and make the fool pay for it.

At this moment, on the island of Quel’Danath, located in the northernmost part of the Eastern Kingdoms, Arthas’s face turned black.

The shells rained down on the Scourge like a heavy rain, and he had no way to stop them. As soon as he drove the Gargoyle Legion to fly over, they were immediately blocked by the Griffin Knights of Aerie Peak. The two sides fought fiercely in the sky above the sea. The Gargoyles had an advantage in numbers, but the Griffins won in quality. No matter how you look at it, there is no way to stop this fleet that is attacking at high speed with the wind.

"Antonidas!" The veteran Grand Magus is Arthas’ last trump card.

However, as soon as the Archlich flew into the sky on his skeleton griffin, he encountered a tough opponent - Krasus.

This Kirin Tor senator did not appear in the form of a high elf at this moment, he had returned to his original dragon form.

To be fair, a mature red dragon that is less than ten thousand years old is no match for the great lich.

But based on his understanding of magic and the dragon’s naturally thick skin and amazing magic resistance, Krasus managed to fight Antonidas to a draw.

Besides, Krasus remembered Duke’s instructions: "Don’t fight Antonidas head-on, and don’t try to protect a ship. Just keep pestering him for ten minutes, at most twenty minutes, and I will come and take care of him."

Krasus was like an annoying big red fly, flying around relying on his high speed and high resistance, and giving Antonidas a hard blow from time to time.