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Chapter 135: Ravencrest Defends Ulduar

Northrend, The Storm Peaks.

Located in the far north of Azeroth, it is covered with wind and snow all year round. It is like a natural ink painting, breathtakingly beautiful.

The peaks of Storm Peaks tower into the clouds, covered in silver, as if they were a masterpiece of nature.

Sometimes the sun shines through the clouds onto the top of the mountain, reflecting a dazzling light that is awe-inspiring.

And on the top of this cliff, there is an enormous building complex - Ulduar.

From a distance, the entire Ulduar presents an ancient and magnificent appearance.

The entire complex consists of a huge stone structure with walls covered with intricate reliefs depicting battles between Titans and the Old Gods.

In fact, this is a prison built by the Titans, where the Old God Yogg-Saron is imprisoned.

And on the outskirts of Ulduar, countless steel fortresses were built. Every hole on every fortress was covered with ferocious cannon muzzles, aimed at the entire Ulduar complex.

And on the top of each fortress, there is a huge purple magic stone inlaid. These magic stones are the main means of attack of these fortresses, and each attack is comparable to the power of a demigod!

It is because of these magic stones that Yogg-Saron in Ulduar dares not come out easily!

In one of the fortresses, a white-haired dark night man was holding a cup of coffee in one hand and quietly looking over the documents in his hand.

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound and his brows frowned slightly, but when he saw the avatar displayed on it, he was immediately stunned.

"It's really rare. This guy sent me here. How many years have passed? Why is he calling me only now?"

He tapped his head lightly.

"Hello, I'm Ravencrest, who is this?"

When Salvador on the other side heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. That old guy must have done it on purpose!

"I am Salvatore, Prince of Ravencrest!"

"Oh! You finally remembered me, an old guy?"

"Hehe...I was so busy that I forgot about you! I'm sorry, I'll have someone send you ten boxes of Moutai in a couple of days?"

Hearing the word Moutai, Ravencrest's eyes immediately lit up, "You said that! Your Majesty, a gentleman's word is as good as his bond. Don't break your promise!"

"sure!"

"Tell me, what do you want from an old man like me?"

"Has Yogg-Saron ever come out to move around?"

"No, there is no movement in the magic monitoring network. It is very honest. Besides, would he dare?" Ravencrest looked out the window at the rows of large-caliber beam cannons, huge war mechas, and densely packed missile vehicles.

These are the war machines developed by the Ministry of Science and Technology in the last thousand years.

When I think of this, it’s a pity for those guys!

"That's strange. Stormwind, one of the human capitals, is currently under attack by a large number of Faceless Men. As far as I know, apart from N'Zoth and Yogg-Saron, C'Thun doesn't like to create Faceless Men!"

"..." Ravencrest did not respond. In fact, he did not like any other race except the night elves. He looked down on them from the bottom of his heart.

But his mentality goes against the concept of multi-ethnic development in El Salvador.

So he took the opportunity when the North needed a general to guard it and took the initiative to find Salvador, and used provocation to force Salvador to send him here to avoid those worldly trivialities.

"Want to come back, Ravencrest?"

"No, it's pretty good here. There's food and drinks, and there are a lot of girls."

"...Okay then! Be careful. If Yogg-Saron makes any unusual movements, fire directly at him! Hit him until he is exhausted! Don't hesitate. And notify me, I will rush there as soon as possible."

"Well, don't worry! But I have something to ask you, Your Majesty the Divine Emperor!"

"Come on, what's the matter? Also, don't be so polite to me, just call me by my name!"

Ravencasse raised his lips and continued, "Well, how are you going to deal with them?"

Salvatore knew who Ravencrest was talking about, and he also knew about the friendship between Ravencrest and Tosedrin.

Then he sighed,

"The crimes committed by Ravencrest, Tosedrin, and Farondis are so serious that they will be killed if caught. Do you want to plead for them?"

"No, I want to kill them myself. As one of the leaders of the upper elves in the old times, I must handle this matter personally!"

"Okay, when we catch them, I will let you personally supervise and kill them!"

"Thank you, Salvador."

After saying that, Salvador hung up the phone.

On the other side, a trace of hatred flashed in Ravencrest's eyes, which was a disappointment towards Tosedrin!

"How can these old fogies have such pedantic ideas?"

……

Salvador looked at Stormwind City, which was in flames, and frowned slightly.

The next second, his figure disappeared from the spot.

In Stormwind Fortress,

Medivh was facing an entire army of Faceless Men and the black dragon alone. He was able to handle it calmly at the beginning, but now he began to breathe slightly.

But only the largest Faceless One was left, and the only black dragon was Onyxia!

Medivh is worthy of the name of Guardian and is extremely powerful.

He took a deep breath, and his hand holding the chicken stick trembled slightly. It was not because he was tired, but because his hands were sore from using magic too much.

"Come on, let's move on to the next round!" Medivh hooked his finger at Duke Lescova and Onyxia.

Arrogant and presumptuous attitude!

The Black Dragon Sister and the Faceless Man of Lescova looked at each other, and the dragon and the monster instantly understood what each other meant!

Kill this troublesome mage first!

Onyxia flapped her wings and took off quickly!

At the same time, a stream of shadow flame spewed out from the dragon's mouth towards Medivh.

Medivh's pupils suddenly shrank, his figure flashed, and shadow flames brushed past the corner of his robe.

The strange dark flame instantly ignited the edge of the clothes and quickly expanded, instantly covering his entire body.

Medivh quickly deployed a shield to isolate the Shadowflame.

The next second, countless purple lights flashed across his tattered robes.

After a moment, the light dissipated, and the raven robe instantly returned to its original state!

"This is the legendary robe I spent a huge amount of money to order from the Dark Night Empire. How can I let you destroy it!"

Medivh raised his head and looked at the black dragon, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes!

He's going to get serious!

On the other side, Duke Lescova saw the Black Dragon rushing to confront Medivh in such a hurry. He cunningly rolled his eyes and began to slowly retreat towards the gate. All the Faceless Men under his command were killed. He alone was no match for the opponent!

Besides, his demigod power is not permanent, and the time is almost up! He must run away!

"Get out of here quickly, that guy is coming!" A female voice kept urging him in his heart.