Stormwind God

High winds rolled up.

The blue Titan rune on Emalon the Storm Watcher flashed, and a twelve typhoon-like storm was immediately set off.

The violent storm made Emmaron's huge body look a little fuzzy in the past. You must know that Queen Hickey is only twenty meters away from this eight-story giant!

"Mortal, since you choose to challenge yourself and pursue the path of the realm, then use your body to feel the greatness of the storm—"

The roaring sound of the giant was completely integrated with thunder.

The dark clouds that came from nowhere covered the dome of the entire hemispherical hall. It was dark and scary.

What made Queen's face cold is that she suddenly found that she had lost almost all the means of attack.

At that level of strong wind, the arrow will deflect as soon as it leaves the string. No bow technique or any parabola is useless. This is the crushing of pure elemental fields.

Unless a breakthrough is made in the field of elements, Emmaron is an unsolvable existence for her.

Back, back, back again.

Ranger's proud evasion ability is meaningless in the face of such wide area damage. As long as the elf's thin body was pulled into the storm's area, there was only one way to perish.

"Cut." Queen Greek took a sigh of relief.

The scope of the tornado storm continued to grow in Emmaron's laughter. From the beginning, it only occupied the center of the hall and became a great circle.

Originally, the Queen Queen had a ring to walk around, and in the end it almost became a narrow circle.

It is true that she could launch the hall the same way, but for her it was the worst failure.

She can dodge, she can retreat, and she can't escape.

Because this is her way, her strong heart, her last stubbornness.

Originally, she could have been a salary thief before the Dark Gate incident.

Even if she becomes a queen, she can become a pure politician.

Even hiding in Duke's arms, being a happy little woman.

Anyway, there is an elder sister and a Duke, which can be used as a shelter for the wind and rain.

"The road-but I chose it!" It seemed to be self-deprecating, and it was like some kind of self-hypnosis. After saying this, Sylvanas was full of a kind of spiritual brilliance.

Seeing Duke far in the distance, let alone the Windrunner sisters watching this scene at Karazhan at this moment.

"Ah!" For a moment, Alleria had an impulse to call Duke over to save her second sister.

However, she saw Duke clenching her fists and clenching her teeth.

At this time, Wen Leisha held up her hand and shook her head: "The road was chosen by the second sister. Both us and Duke can only support her. She is not a canary who lives in a bird cage, but in a storm Singing soaring sea birds! "

"Well." Aurelia, who focused heavily, had tears in her eyes.

Over there, Sylvanas moved.

There is no attack posture, even the newly acquired, under the bard sing, and the propaganda of the alliance that all the world ’s league hunters and rangers are envious of, have not taken the bow, just like this with a beautiful diving posture Into the storm circle.

In the eyes of others, this is undoubtedly a moth extinguishing fire and killing itself.

Windrunner sisters didn't dare to look down.

Even Lor'themar and Hadulun, who were far away in Sin'dorei, were prepared to lose the psychological preparations of their Queen.

Duke even took out the artifact [Etiyes], and even the short space portal was opened.

However, at this high-profile moment, a powerful female voice came out in the wind—

"Don't underestimate me! My last name is-wind! Walk! Who!"

Almost everyone who is watching the war through the eyes of Duke's mage has the same reaction: first surprise, then happiness.

In the magical mirror, Sylvanas' performance shocked mortal people. Her seemingly slim body turned at high speed with the tornado's rotation.

That's even more brutal than the thrown speed into a drum washing machine.

How many revolutions per minute?

Mortal human eyes can't keep up with Queen Greek's rotation at all, and even the strongest ranger hero can only keep up with her phantom.

Is it 50 laps? 100 laps, anyway, no one can count them except Duke.

You only see Duke withdrawing [Etiyes], what it means, everyone understands in seconds.

The surnames of this world are different from those before Duke crossed. The original world Mito washes wherever it was born.

Azeroth's surname often represents blood. The sun-seeker is playing with fire. The windrunner naturally follows the wind.

But no one expected that the bloodline power of the Windrunner family was so amazing.

The night elves are derived from the most elemental talent of the trolls.

The predecessors of the high elves are the most magical talents among the night elves.

In order to maintain the magical talent of the next generation, in the past eight thousand years, the upper elves have used various methods to maintain the purity of their bloodlines. For example, mages with a level above Huiyue can only find marriages of the same level. Therefore, at that time, the silver moon council, a power, interests and pedigree were all intertwined together, a behemoth that even the king could not fight.

The elves who have lost their casting ability are considered inferior, so there are various Ranger families that were not high in Quel'Thalas at the time.

Now Sylvanas can no longer be called a pure ranger. The extreme wind elemental energy surging on her body can be clearly felt even through the magic mirror.

Because, the wind has changed color!

Emmaron's wind was gray and white, and now the place where Queen Hsieh was flying at high speed has become purple and black.

Duke calmed down.

His gaze was cast into the thunder that kept flashing from the clouds accumulating above the dome of the main hall. The seemingly unbounded lightning from outsiders, however, was surprisingly consuming.

Duke is a little strange, but still knows the method: When Gavenlad obtained the wind sword, the wind prince Sunderland used it.

This means that Sylvanas, who appears to be downwind, is directly mobilizing the Thunder force in the clouds.

This is absolutely amazing!

No one else could even see Queen Hee's figure clearly, but Duke could clearly see with the help of the system: Sylvanas's eyes reflected a purple emblem similar to lightning. The light was faintly wrapped.

"You ..." Emalon, aware of the wrong path, began to focus on Sylvanas.

An extremely disturbing feeling shrouded him. That feeling was too far away. I don't know how long ago, a great existence with the same terrifying atmosphere almost blown him out in a blow.