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Stormwind Mage God

This is a tale of a young guy who travels to the world of Azeroth. He's all about love and justice (and not turning into a ghoul), not afraid to give up everything (he can run back to his corpse to respawn), and on a mission to find what's been lost: morals/morality and humanity (integrity). He never stops trying to regain his integrity, even when he falls off the wagon. ------------- Hello everyone I am back with a new Project!!!!! Yes this was previously partially translated on here -https://www.webnovel.com/book/stormwind-mage-god_25830019606309105 I started over from scratch and did not use any of the previous translator's work. To reiterate- this is a CN translation and not an original story. If you're not into Chinese fanfics this is probably not for you. I am not a professional, this is just a hobby for me, and I am just a 1 man team. I do the best that I can with what I have. The more motivated I am the more active I will be in editing up to chapter 80ish to the current standard. If you like what I do feel free to buy me a coffee at https://www.buymeacoffee.com/GPTandChill - or sign up for my patreon @ patreon.com/GPT_And_Chill

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Chapter 400: Capturing Zul'jin

Zul'jin was seething with rage and regret.

Why had everything gone so smoothly before, nearly wiping out the high elves?

And why, after the main orc forces left, were his fifty thousand trolls suddenly beaten like dogs?

Zul'jin didn't know about Duke's curse. He only realized that he had made a grave mistake that would take the trolls of the Eastern Kingdoms more than a decade to recover from.

"Oh, ancestors of Amani, I should have believed in Orgrim!" Zul'jin roared as he fought fiercely, resisting the increasing onslaught of high elf powerhouses.

Unfortunately, his realization came too late.

Prince Kael'thas - Zul'jin remembered this name purely because he planned to make the high elf prince's head his trophy.

Now, the owner of those eyes was looking down at him from above.

The prince's massive bird-like elemental mount seemed to take up half the sky. The rolling red flames under its wings fluttered continuously, stirring up golden-red fire clouds.

Those things falling from the sky, like tiny golden lights, were actually the self-burning feathers of the phoenix.

It was these feather-shaped golden lights that turned Halazzi, who had the form of a lynx, into a dead cat. His lynx form was charred and lay in a sea of fire.

The earth was burning, and the bodies of the trolls were burning, making a sizzling sound. That was the sound of the flames burning the fat inside the bodies.

The Amani trolls were finished.

The Mossflayer trolls were also finished.

Almost all the forest troll tribes in the Eastern Kingdoms were heavily hit.

"Go! All of you go!" Zul'jin roared, ordering his most elite subordinates to leave as soon as possible.

Hex Lord Malacrass shouted, "What about you, chieftain!?"

"I can't go! If you don't go now, you'll all die!" Zul'jin let out a roar, and then he transformed.

First, he became a wind serpent, creating a dozen tornadoes that were tens of meters high. Despite the flames of two Star Augurs, he managed to charge through the fire and launch a desperate charge towards the elves' main formation.

This was no ordinary tornado, as it was mixed with a strange energy turbulence.

[Energy Disturbance]

This peculiar power is more similar to a mage's [Counterspell]. However, while Counterspell can only disrupt the stability of arcane energy and silence a mage's casting, [Energy Disturbance] is completely different.

The two Star Augurs could still cast powerful magic, but each casting would be hit by the backlash from the energy turbulence. They were shocked to find that Zul'jin's power could bypass most of their external defensive magic and directly hit their closest magical shields.

This surprised the two female Star Augurs.

"Windsor!" Duke ordered softly, and the third Windrunner immediately rushed forward to intercept Zul'jin.

Although the wind serpent could call the wind, this form was undoubtedly aimed at casters. Windsor's high affinity for the wind allowed her graceful figure to easily weave through the seemingly random tornadoes, causing significant damage to Zul'jin in his wind serpent form.

"Hmph!" Zul'jin spat fiercely.

He transformed again, from a wind serpent to a dragonhawk.

Don't think that both are hawks, in fact, these are two completely different life forms. Zul'jin in his dragonhawk form no longer used tornadoes, but summoned huge pillars of flame to bombard Windsor.

Windsor was a bit embarrassed, dealing with powerful magic attacks was not her strong suit.

However, at this time, Prince Kael'thas made his move.

Like a fire god descending from the sky, Kael'thas landed on the open ground between Zul'jin and the elven army, riding his phoenix.

His mount 'Al', with just a flap of its wings, made all the flames within a radius of several hundred meters obey its command, humbly and submissively crawling on the ground.

Zul'jin's pupils suddenly shrank, and from the twitching of the muscles at the corners of his eyes, one could tell how fierce his expression was under his mask.

"Let me show you my new trick... Fangs and Claws!"

Zul'jin transformed again, this time into a lynx.

Zul'jin actually tried to bypass Kael'thas and continue to kill the elven army.

Everyone knew that the lynx form was definitely a high-speed form. If Zul'jin was allowed to break through the defense and kill into the high elf army, it would definitely cause a lot of casualties.

For a moment, Kael'thas didn't have a good way to deal with Zul'jin. He originally wanted to create a few high-temperature flame walls, but at this time, Duke's magic message arrived.

"Fireman!"

[Fireman]: A peculiar fire magic. Simply put, it is to condense the flames into human forms, and then let the running firemen run to the enemy and self-destruct.

This is not a mainstream magic because the efficiency is too low. For most mages, it's better to directly bombard a fireball than to wait for the fireman to run over. Both types of magic require mental guidance, otherwise, you can't hit the target.

Any sensible senior mage would instinctively reject Duke's suggestion.

Kael'thas did it anyway.

Purely because of a somewhat blind worship and following of Duke.

When dozens of firemen appeared behind Kael'thas in an instant, a miracle happened.

It seemed that the cat's instinct to scratch was at work, or perhaps after activating a certain skill, even Zul'jin could not control his own actions. Zul'jin, in his lynx form, actually scratched those firemen casually.

"Boom boom boom—" A series of huge explosions blew Zul'jin into a mess, and the huge lynx was blown away.

What happened!?

No one understood, anyway, Prince Kael'thas took the upper hand, and everyone cheered. Huge cheers, wave after wave.

In the end, Zul'jin turned into a bear again, trying to resist the prince's flames and kill the elven army.

This was obviously in vain.

The prince was never afraid of you resisting, he was afraid that you would slip away without a trace.

Twelve huge fireballs, surrounding Kael'thas at the positions of a clock's twelve hours. With a slight turn of his arm, twelve consecutive fireballs bombarded Zul'jin.

"Boom boom boom..."

Zul'jin resisted desperately, but unfortunately, he didn't last long under the prince's bombardment. After 30 seconds, this grand battle was decided.

Zul'jin let out a howl, his body covered in wounds, and was blasted away by Kael'thas like a high-flying ball. His bear form was dispelled in mid-air, and he finally fell in human form.

The impact of the fall was so great that it shattered an arcane guardian in an instant. However, the spikes in front of the arcane guardian didn't let him off easy, making Zul'jin a bloody mess as he destroyed it.

Dozens of elven soldiers went up and quickly tied up Zul'jin tightly.