Chapter 1,270 A Born Leader

When they saw with their own eyes that the city they regarded as destined to be destroyed was rising to a degree visible to the naked eye, any disdain and complacency disappeared.

Near Archimonde, a low pressure began to spread.

The Dread Lord and other demons fell silent again.

This is the second time Dalaran has resolved a crisis, leaving them with nothing to do.

It felt as if all their reactions were expected by others, and they were being led by others the whole time.

Obviously he is the one who takes the initiative to attack, while the other party is the one who passively defends.

This aggrieved feeling makes them feel like they have a mouthful of blood stuck in their throats, unable to spit it out or swallow.

Worse still is Archimonde's presence.

God knows how this terrible commander will vent his anger after suffering this humiliating loss.

But what surprised them was that after staring at Dalaran for a few seconds, the Defiler, who was always known for his cruelty, did not become furious. Instead, he laughed.

"Hahahaha, I can't believe it, I can't believe it," the Defiler's rumble of laughter echoed in his ears, "the legions were just fooled by a little Dalaran.

"The floating city is indeed a great idea. After a long time, all their responses were just to delay time and prepare for take-off.

"It seems that I was too careless and underestimated the natives of this planet.

"Dalaran, I remember you!"

Seeing that Archimonde was not as angry as they thought, the demons were relieved.

Then I felt a pity for Dalaran.

It is not a good thing for these magicians to be remembered by Archimonde.

Over the past tens of thousands of years, the Burning Legion has destroyed so many worlds and massacred so many races, a large part of which was attributed to Archimonde.

Being targeted by cruel and cunning polluters, the consequences can be imagined.

Seeing that the city in front of him continued to rise, and finally completely broke away from the ground, and would soon be out of their attack range, Tichondrius stepped forward and asked for instructions: "Lord Polluter, in this case, should we ignore this city for the time being? 々||?”

He heard this meaning from Archimonde's words just now.

But Archimonde stared:

"Who said we don't care about this city?"

He waved his hand and said fiercely: "Since the ground troops can't deal with them, let the air troops go and let the Doom Guards destroy them.

"——Don't think that you can escape from the clutches of the Burning Legion because you can fly. The technology of the floating city is not that easy to master. Pass my order and let the Doom Guards shoot them down.

"Yes, because of people!"

Tichondrius accepted the order, while secretly sighing at Archimonde's cunningness.

Yes, according to the intelligence, it is the first time for magicians in this world to build a floating city, and it takes off temporarily on the battlefield.

Could there be no problems in such a hasty takeoff?

And this is the Burning Legion's opportunity.

They were frightened by Dalaran's takeoff just now, so they temporarily ignored this problem.

Now it seems that Archimonde was thoughtful.

If we don't take advantage of this opportunity to shoot down the floating city while it's not yet perfect, it will be even more difficult to shoot it down as time goes by and the technology of the floating city matures with continuous practice.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

"Everyone remember, save your mana and aim at their wings!"

On an open-air platform facing the top of Violet Castle, Ye Ting was commanding a group of magicians to resist the demons surrounding Dalaran.

He waved his hand and unleashed a pyroblast. Huge amounts of fireballs dragged blazing tail flames across the sky, and accurately hit the wings of a Doom Guard.

The pair of flesh wings that the huge demon Flight relied on were blown into a ball of rotten flesh by the pyroblast technique.

The demon suddenly lost his balance and fell down, hitting the magic barrier. After bouncing off, he drew a parabola and finally fell to the ground, turning into a ball of flesh.

Around him, the magicians followed suit, and all kinds of colorful spells turned into a rain of arrows, attacking the demons in the sky.

One after another, the demons continued to attack the magic barrier, leaving ripples behind. Many demons were unfortunately hit by magic, ranging from being injured to losing their flight ability and falling.

The war seemed very tragic.

"There are too many Doomsday Guards, we can't suppress them at all!" Beside Ye Ting, Kael'thas said breathlessly.

High-level demons like the Doom Guard are too powerful and have high magic resistance. Coupled with this number, even a legendary magician like him would have a hard time fighting.

In the battle just now, he alone knocked down no less than twenty Doomsday Guards, but his own magic power was about to run out.

"You have to hold on even if you can't suppress it!" Ye Ting casually fired a dissociation ray and decomposed a demon into powder. Ye Ting said indifferently, "When the magic power is drained, drink the magic potion. If you are exhausted, drink the recovery potion. This is the last level before victory. Even if we die here, we must suppress them!

"For Dalaran!"

"Yes! Lord Xander! For Dalaran!"

Although Ye Ting's tone can be said to be close to cold, the magicians around him did not have any objection, but responded with passion!

Even though many of them have already drank three or four bottles of magic recovery potions and recovery potions.

Their reaction and support for Ye Ting made Kael'thas jealous.

——Many of these people are blood elves Magicians. These guys are usually so arrogant, they never look down on humans. They only maintain basic respect for him as a prince, but now they look like they are willing to die for that man.

But after thinking about it again, he could understand.

Perhaps the moment Dalaran really took off, even he himself was convinced by this man.

Not only did he boldly propose the floating city, an idea that would make all magicians "cranial orgasms" (for their money), but he also personally put it into practice, and the whole process only cost a few degrees.

Through his own work, he turned Dalaran into a floating city in one day. If he had said this a few days ago, everyone would have regarded him as crazy.

But this crazy talk came true under the leadership of that man.

The sense of achievement and admiration are intertwined. Under the leadership of that man, what else can they not do?

Not to mention, Ye Ting has protected Dalaran in crisis not once or twice.

And now, he is taking the lead and testifying at the forefront like everyone else.

Such people are born leaders.

As long as the current battle can be won, Ye Ting's position as Speaker of Dalaran will become unbreakable, and even Antonidas' return may not be able to regain this position.

This is what Kael'thas is really thinking at the moment. .