Chapter 1232 The Sky Is Full of Yellow Sand

Duke's words immediately reminded Kel'Thuzad of something bad.

But as the words fell, the entire fortress suddenly shook violently. Without giving Kel'Thuzad a chance to react, the next moment the entire Naxxramas began an extremely exaggerated space teleportation.

Outside, in fact, when the frost dragon Sapphiron began to withdraw, the alliance felt that something was wrong. Now suddenly seeing a huge portal halo in Naxxramas under the hood, the Alliance soldiers were all shocked.

"Rush! Chase after me!"

"Don't let these undead monsters go!"

"Fire, fire, fire!"

"Where's Dalaran? What are you doing? Give this floating tomb another main cannon!"

There were angry curses everywhere, and the entire alliance's magic communication network was full of calls to the superiors to find a way to retain Naxxramas.

Everyone held their breath!

Now that we have finally formed a siege and the alliance still has the upper hand, we actually see the cooked duck about to fly away. Who can bear this! ?

At this moment, three signal flares suddenly rose in the sky above Dalaran. They spread out in a circle higher in the sky, accompanied by special light and shadow effects, which were really beautiful - red, yellow, blue!

"Is this...a retreat signal!?"

Every dwarf griffin knight and elf dragonhawk knight were dumbfounded when they saw this signal.

Not only Dalaran, but also the exact same signal flare was raised on the Skybreaker.

It turned out that the top leaders of the alliance unanimously issued the order to retreat!

No matter how unwilling you are, since you wear the alliance's badge, you are a soldier of the alliance, and the orders of the alliance's military are absolute. If they disobey orders, not even their own king can protect them!

On the first day of joining the Union Army, every soldier was repeatedly told and emphasized by his country's generals.

The Union air force reluctantly withdrew.

Not only the air force, but also in Dalaran.

A large number of mid-level and high-level mages surrounded the headquarters, demanding an explanation from Jaina.

"Why did you give up the pursuit?"

"We should let Dalaran crash into it and fight those disgusting undead monsters!"

Under the turbulent crowd, Jaina's voice was almost drowned.

All talking, no, this is simply three thousand ducks making a noise.

Jaina was getting more and more depressed and angry. At first, she wanted to persuade these hot-headed guys, but a few guys who had been forcibly promoted to the Huiyue level had the nerve to point fingers at her, almost poking her face with their fingers.

Jaina was unhappy.

Isn't this a slap in the face?

No! This was already stepping on the ground and rubbing her face on the ground.

These guys take advantage of the fact that this is Dalaran, which only considers the status of magic power, and ignores her status as queen. They put themselves into the realm of magic, thinking that they can 'reason' with her as an equal.

Suddenly unwilling!

As the disciple and companion of the most powerful mage Duke Marcus, Jaina was under a lot of pressure. Especially after Luo Ning was promoted to Archmage Xiri, she was even more stressed. Although she is younger than Luo Ning, her body, mind, experience, and even accumulation have reached the ultimate level of Master Huiyue, but she just can't cross the last threshold.

Ronin was trapped in another dimension, and others would certainly not have any objections to Duke being the Kirin Tor Speaker. Duke left Dalaran to Jaina when he was away, which made many Bright Moon mages a little unhappy.

This directly led to the current scene of questioning.

depressed!

Gather up your anger!

Then……

Then Gianna suddenly figured it out!

Without warning, a powerful breath of frost suddenly bloomed in the entire mage tower headquarters. This breath is so pure, so full of oppression, even if the essence of this power is ice, in every mage's perception, it is as eye-catching as a beacon in the dark night.

The command headquarters, which was in chaos just a moment ago, fell into dead silence.

For mages, the gap between each level is like the difference between heaven and earth. In every era, there are thousands of mages who are stuck at the threshold of promotion, unable to make any progress throughout their lives.

Especially Xiri. In Dalaran's more than 2,800 years of history, there was no Xiri-level mage in charge for more than half of the time.

There was Antonidas before, Duke later, and then Ronin inherited Duke's mantle. I thought Dalaran was lucky enough. Who would have thought that at this seemingly nonsensical timing, there seemed to be another Archmage Xiri.

"Your Excellency Proudmoore...have you been promoted to Archmage of the Sun?" Solanlian, the great astromancer, asked cautiously in a low voice.

"Well, that's right!" Jaina was in high spirits, flicking her long golden hair, and she looked full of confidence.

"How...how did you get promoted?"

"It's nothing. I suddenly thought about it and got promoted!" Jaina said lightly. In fact, the biggest key was that Duke asked her to preside over the firing of Dalaran's magic main cannon. While controlling this terrifying magic cannon, she gained an understanding and understanding of magic that she could not even imagine. This is the key to her promotion.

However, she still feels a little regretful because she borrowed her insights from the arcane system and used them in her frost system. She was promoted to Xiri as a Frost Archmage, instead of being promoted in all departments like Duke. She is just one-sided, while Duke is both specialized and versatile. In the future, she will undoubtedly be inferior to Duke.

Of course, this is enough to make everyone around him envious, jealous and hateful.

The guys who dared to question Gianna just a moment ago were all silent. Don't say shit. Even if they breathed louder, they were afraid that Gianna would take notice of her and turn around to put on some shoes for him or her. A Great Master Xiri! It scares me to pee just thinking about it.

As a queen, she naturally has the aura of a queen. With a wave of her hand, Jaina took revenge without having to spend the night: "As a commander, I can't even keep a basic calmness. How can I make the people below calmly respond to the challenge? Isn't everyone the same? Hot-blooded, and then they all fall into the trap of the Scourge, and in the end they all die and become slaves of Arthas?"

What Jaina said was that these guys have no talent.

have to! Those guys who wanted to gain some popularity will never be able to join the Kirin Tor Council in their lifetime.

After training the people below, Jaina said: "This is all part of the alliance's plan. We just want Naxxramas to run away. As for where to run to, everyone will know soon."

In Naxxramas, Kel'Thuzad was going crazy. What he calls "The Cold Wind Project" is the top secret in Naxxramas. If Naxxramas cannot hold it back, the power left behind by His Majesty the Lich King will be activated, and the entire fortress will be teleported back to the Icecrown Fortress in Northrend through the predetermined spatial coordinates in an instant.

But now that the transmission is over, the three Dukes ran away at some point.

Somehow the fortress lost its levitation power and began to fall at a high speed. Through the magic mirror, Kel'Thuzad saw the sky full of yellow sand outside...