"This gem can only support the opening of the Dark Portal one more time. If it is used now, we can only return to Azeroth... The artifact is still there! We have to retreat in such an awkward manner!"

"I'm not willing to be beaten back by these corpses... This is too damned!"

Danas grabbed the hat on his head and threw it aside. He rubbed his chin and looked at the map at hand repeatedly. Finally, he grabbed Turalyon's arm and said to the Paladin:

"Go get help! Turalyon."

"Where to go?"

Turalyon's eyes widened: "Where do we have reinforcements?"

"Go to the city in the north. Didn't you say that you can hear the hymn of the Holy Light there? Since it is calling you, you should take the initiative to go there... No matter what race or existence, as long as they can support us! That is enough!

"

Danath pointed to the northern sky and said to Turalyon:

"Kurdran's griffins will send you there as quickly as possible! Look at the number of these undead, we can last for up to 2 days!"

"I know! Leave it to me!"

Turalyon dismounted and quickly walked towards the gryphon cage. After he left, Khadgar hesitated and said to Danas:

"Is this really good? An unknown force comes into contact rashly..."

"There's nothing we can do about it right now."

Danas was also worried, but looking back at the skeletons scattered all over his field of vision, he had no other solution.

At the critical moment when the Alliance's forward base was surrounded by the sea of ​​undead, on the top floor of Hellfire Citadel, in the hall where Tyrion and Ner'zhul had fought, Luminas, who had put on a suit of armor, was

Standing there, she looked indifferently at the surrounded Alliance base in the distance, playing with the jewelry Ner'zhul gave her in her hands, her dark red eyes showing no emotion.

"Ella...are you there too?"

"Lord...we have captured a prisoner!"

Behind Luminas, the high-level Draenei knight reported in a deep voice:

"It's a human paladin, the one we let go before! He said he wanted to see you!"

"What do you want to see me for?"

Luminas waved her hand:

"Since they are prisoners, they should be executed."

The Death Lord's tone was indifferent, but the high-ranking knight had his own thoughts. He did not follow the order, but lowered his voice:

"He said his name is Myra, the Blade of Dawn, and he is you... your lover."

"Pa"

The priceless jewelry in Luminas's hand was directly crushed. Amidst the crisp sound of the gems falling to the ground, the eyes of the death knight lady changed. A different emotion was outlined on her cheeks, and she reorganized.

A cold smile.
Chapter completed!