CHAPTER 163: WOW: 163 BATTLE OF SILVER MOON CITY

patreon.com/WeakVisible

for Advance Chapter

"I will definitely get what I lost! The Lord will definitely reward me! You corrupt councillors control the resources of Silver Moon City and don’t give us civilians a way to live. Then I won’t give you a way to live either!"

Kandal’s eyes looked a little crazy, which was out of place among the high-level elves. In the human kingdom, a magician could get a title and live a comfortable and happy life. But in Silvermoon City, it was nothing. Magic was taught by them to humans, and all this made them feel superior.

The long-accumulated contradictions exploded at this moment, and the consequences were shocking. Who could have thought that a magician who had been on duty at the Sun Well would act as a traitor?

In the northern seas, a Naga priest reported to Vashj, "My lord, the Tidal Rune Stone has been marked successfully."

"Cast the spell! Attack the Sunwell! Show those traitors the price of betrayal! For Queen Azara!"

Vashki shouted, and the last sentence made the Naga priests’ eyes flash with enthusiasm. To all Nagas, Queen Azsara was the supreme being. Even if she changed from an upper-level elf to a Naga, she was still the queen, the queen who was high above.

A large number of Naga priests began to cast magic to drive the operation of spells. This kind of large-scale magic, especially magic cast by multiple people, must be controlled very accurately, otherwise it will fail.

Vashj put down her bow and arrow, and with her six arms pointed toward the sky, she began to quietly gather her magical power. She guided the arcane energy to roll, and the originally clear sky began to become overcast, with flashes of lightning flashing from time to time. Lightning snakes rolled in the clouds, and bursts of thunder accompanied the lightning.

Such a strange phenomenon naturally attracted the attention of the troops stationed at the Sun Well. The captain sent this message to a responsible member of the Silver Moon Council. As a result, the other party just laughed it off. The defense of the Sun Well is unbreakable. It’s not that they haven’t encountered Naga attacks before, but those Nagas have been unable to shake the defense of the Sun Well except for leaving a pile of corpses. Let alone this level of magic, they are confident that they can withstand even the strongest magic!

Outside Silver Moon City, the sound of killing and drums was deafening. The orc cavalry beat the war drums on the kodo beasts. After the orc shamans cast spells to bless the attacking orcs, this unique war drum could inspire the attacking orcs and increase their attack power.

Arrows rained down, and magic missiles fired at each other. With the ogre magician on the tribe side, long-range firepower could keep up. With the unique catapult, it could throw a 200-jin boulder from a thousand meters away every time. The exaggerated range often brought great trouble to the defending ranger troops. They had to dodge the arrows and spears of the trolls below, and guard against the boulders that could fall from the sky at any time. They also had to face the orcs’ siege climbing soldiers and protect the magician. It was almost exhausting.

Blood was flying everywhere, broken limbs were everywhere, and there were even elves and beastmen with their intestines all over the ground. In order to defend their last homeland, every high-level elf fought to the death, otherwise there would be no more room for retreat.

The stubborn resistance still held off another wave of attacks. At this time, the magicians in the rear were still brewing magic and had to continue to hold on for a while. However, just as the last wave of orcs retreated, another wave of orcs rushed up. The fearless orcs relied on the effect of the devil’s blood to stand in the front. Facing the orc soldiers who had more than ten arrows stuck in their bodies but had not fallen yet, the bloody butcher knife made even the brave and combative rangers feel a little scared!

"Lok’tar!"

"Kill!"

The originally violent orc soldiers became even more violent, and even the trolls were infected. They became extremely crazy, and even if they were hacked to death, they would replace an elf warrior. Facing the suddenly crazy orc soldiers, the elves’ attack paused, and there was a sign of collapse!

At this moment, a flame fell from the sky, ripping through the sky and crashing straight into the ground with a comet tail. The huge fireball turned a large open space in front of the city wall into a sea of fire, engulfing the ogre mages and siege vehicles that were casting spells in the distance.

"ah!"

The feeling of being burned by flames is definitely not pleasant. After the frenzy, the orcs are extremely terrified. They are burned by the flames. No matter how hard they struggle on the ground, they can’t put out the flames. They can only watch the flames continue to burn themselves. The smell of barbecue came, and Orgrim couldn’t help but change his face. He swore that he would never eat barbecue again. It was too disgusting!

"It’s magic!"

"Silver Moon City will win!"

"For Quel’Thalas!"

The originally depressed elves were re-energized, and took advantage of the orcs being stunned by magic to launch a mad counterattack, driving all the orcs on the wall down. If they didn’t go down, they would be hacked to death, and if they went down, they would be burned to death. There was a long zone of fire in the middle, so they couldn’t retreat at all.

Orgrim grabbed Gul’dan’s clothes angrily, "Hurry up and cast a spell to put out the fire!"

"I’m sorry, Chieftain, I can’t do that."

Gul’dan looked at Orgrim’s murderous eyes, and his heart was beating fast. He said hurriedly, "But I have a way. I can use magic to turn the flames around and envelop the elves in the sea of fire! This way we can break through the city wall!"

Orgrim’s eyes flickered. This would undoubtedly sacrifice the clan attacking the city, but he felt it was worth sacrificing thousands of people from a clan in exchange for victory in the war. "Then cast the spell for me quickly. If you can’t do it, I will smash you into a pulp!"

After saying that, he threw Gul’dan, who weighed two hundred pounds, to the ground.

The two-headed ogre mage and the troll witch doctor cast a spell together, using the wind element to blow the sea of fire toward the city wall, trapping the attacking orcs and high-level elves in the sea of fire.

"ah!"

Suddenly, there was a mixture of screams. The feeling of being burned by fire, the scorching temperature, the suffocating environment, this kind of despair filled them with fear.

At this moment, the magic tower that had been providing continuous support suddenly dimmed, and the number and power of arcane missiles dropped sharply. It felt like itching when it hit the orcs.