"Windrider...save your servants!"

This scream caused the entire peaceful Sky Wall to become noisy and chaotic. The moment Shiamet's sharp and hoarse voice dissipated, a thunderstorm that swept through the entire Sky Wall roared into the elemental realm.

At the sealing point connected to the real world, the seal of the elemental realm, which had become fragile due to the continuous erosion of the magic tide of the real world, completely collapsed under the raging force of the oldest and most terrifying violent wind and thunderstorm.

Windrider Al'Akir, the king of elements whose character no one has ever figured out clearly, at this moment rarely responded to his subordinates' call for help.

The power of the ancient and powerful Wind Rider seeped into the world along the cracks in the elemental realm. At this moment, the wind in every corner of Azeroth began to respond to the will of its master.

In the mage tower of New Dalaran, several streams of light lit up, and the archmages and archwarlocks rushed out of the tower in fear. They did not need to raise their heads to sense the power of the wind element that was beginning to become extremely active throughout the world.

The Great Druid of the Blighter and the Great Shaman of the Clay Council who had just arrived in Silithus raised their heads blankly. The elemental tide that had never been seen in the world of Draenor began under Al'Akir's guidance.

Integrated with the magic tide raging around the world, the great shaman Nobundo covered his ears in pain. He could clearly hear the sound of the seal of the elemental realm breaking.

It was like the sound of thousands of pieces of glass being shattered.

In the deepest part of the Storm Cliffs in the Far North, the moment Al'Akir broke out of the elemental realm, a bright light pierced the sky with pure Titan power, replenishing the torn elemental realms.

In the seal, it was like trying to glue the torn seal back together, but the radiation of pure Titan energy only lasted for less than 10 seconds, and ended due to the subsequent drying up of energy.

The collapse of the elemental realm that has protected Azeroth for hundreds of thousands of years can no longer be stopped... Perhaps from today on, there will be no obstacles between the present world of Azeroth and the four elemental realms... This

The troubled world once again ushered in a new force that worshiped chaos without any preparation.

Is this a good thing? Or a bad thing?

No one can guess the future, but at least for now, Al'Akir, who rushed into the world, only had time to stretch his strength, and two staggered and slashed energy swords, cold and full of withering power.

Blocking its way to Crystal Valley.

Tyrion stood above the Death Ghost Warrior. In the strong wind that could tear apart steel, he reached out and pointed the blade at the wind elemental king in front of him who was very similar to Sunderland:

"Wind Rider?"

"I heard that you are the weakest of the four elemental lords...and you see, the world you want to destroy is now my territory, so..."

"I hereby sincerely request you to go back, okay?"

In response to Tyrion's provocation, the free-spirited Al'Akir stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air. A lightning sword dotted with blue gems the size of a city gate appeared in its hand, and this proud elemental

The Lord's response to Tyrion was only a brief sentence...

"Strong wind! Listen to my orders!"

"boom"
Chapter completed!