Rise of the blood elves

The island of Quel'Danas is isolated offshore, 300 nautical miles away from Silvermoon City. It is the northernmost territory of the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas.

This is the hub of the Magic Network in the northern region of the Eastern Kingdom's continent. Almost all the Magic Network veins that pass through Quel'Thalas are gathered here. The island is filled with extremely rich arcane energy all year round.

It is precisely for this reason that the Land of the Sun was born here. At that time, the talented leader and savior of the Highborne Elves, the outstanding founder of the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas, and the founder of the glorious Sunstrider dynasty: Dath'Remar. Sunstrider, the boy containing the magic well water of the Well of Eternity that he had secretly taken away from the night elves guarding Illidan, poured it into the highest mountain spring on the island of Quel'Danas.

So the Sunwell was born, and it was connected to the Demonic Network.The inexhaustible magical energy enveloped the island of Quel'Danas and fed back the Magic Network of Quel'Thalas far to the south, allowing this land to be glorious forever under its protection.

It changed the Highborne.

500 years after leaving the new Well of Eternity on the top of Mount Hyjal created by Illidan, and Nordrassil, the world tree blessed by the Dragon King, the Sunwell once again gave the upper elf an extraordinary physique. Let their blood flow with strong arcane energy again, enough to be immune to common diseases and enjoy a long life.

After that, they abandoned the ancient tradition of worshiping the moon and instead worshiped the sun and sunlight.As time passed, they became known by another name: the High Elves, or the Quel'dorei.

Time flies, 800 years have passed, and the island of Quel'Danas has become the holy land of the Quel'dorei clan.

In order to study and utilize the magical energy in the Sunwell, the large-scale Sunwell Plateau was established. After years of expansion, its grandeur is not even inferior to that of Silvermoon City, the capital of the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas.

If Silvermoon City is the apple of the eyes of the high elves, the Sunwell Plateau is the arcane wonder that they are most proud of.

Founded by the Sun Chaser royal family and led by the magister group, regulatory agencies, research institutions and many logistical support agencies are stationed here. Every year, a large number of magisters lead their apprentices and assistants to come here to engage in corresponding work.

In addition, there is an endless stream of Queldorei pilgrims.In order to receive and protect the daily life of these pilgrims on the island, Morning Star Village came into being. It is located in the northwest area of ​​the island, close to Yangwan Port.

The residents of Morningstar Village are lucky, or in other words, all the Quel'dorei who settle and work on the island are lucky, because they can enjoy the strongest energy of the Sunwell within easy reach.

But the glory of the high elves ended during the reign of Anastarian Sunstrider, the great-grandson of Dath'Remar Sunstrider.

Arthas not only destroyed Eversong Forest and Silvermoon City, but also used the terrifying magic sword Frostmourne to freeze the sea water, and directed thousands of undead to pour into the island of Quel'Danas.

The high walls are crumbling and their glory is gone.

Facing the powerful Scourge, the defenses of the Sunwell Highlands, which were heavily protected by magic, were ineffective. Arthas finally arrived at the Holy Land of Quel'Thalas: the Sunwell.

He threw Kel'Thuzad's bones into the well, allowing the Lich King's trusted lieutenant to reshape his form with endless magical energy, and return to spread his master's reign of terror.

For Dar'Kan, who betrayed key information to himself and followed Kel'Thuzad's teachings, he secretly used his hands and feet to cut off the connection between the Sunwell and Quel'Thalas, making it impossible for him to consolidate the Bandinore Barrier and Silvermoon City's defense system. The high elf traitor, the fallen prince also fulfilled his promise: "Don't be afraid, my ambitious friend. Death is just another beginning, Kel'Thuzad can testify."

Arthas used Frostmourne to pierce Dar'Khan's chest filled with jealousy and resentment towards his colleagues, resurrecting him.

Although Dar'Khan had already stolen some of the Sunwell's magical energy, Arthas still gave him more.

Since then, although the main force of the Scourge has left Quel'Thalas, the reborn Dar'Kan has become one of the blood elves' most terrifying enemies.Because his body is filled with the essence of the Sunwell, his strength is terrifying. The knowledge of necromancy he masters was also taught by Kel'Thuzad, passed down from the Lich King Ner'zhul, and even the Nathrezim of the Burning Legion. The supreme necromancy knowledge of a family, or the powerful knowledge that Ner'zhul mastered without any teacher due to his involvement in the highest level of the Kingdom of Shadow after becoming a terrifying ghost in the ice prison.

In short, although he is not very proficient, there is no doubt about his power.

He "loyally" fulfilled his mission and established a base in the southern part of the Ghost Land to consolidate the Scourge's control over this place. After the master completely eliminated the human race, the ridiculous coalition summoned the master and completed the Burning Legion's plan to destroy the world. The lands of their former compatriots were completely placed under the rule of the Lich King and the Burning Legion.

Now, the task of recovering the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas rests entirely on Kael'thas Sunstrider, the great-great-grandson of the founding king.

The speed of the Windshear was extremely fast. When the rising sun just emerged from the magnificent sea level the next morning, it carried Prince Kael'thas and his powerful entourage to Yangwan Port.

"Many of your suggestions coincide with my thoughts, young consultant. I must say that your knowledge is really not like that of a young child. Although it is only on a macro level, your thinking is not rigid. I appreciate that.”

Kael'thas, who had been talking to Angmar all night long, showed no signs of fatigue. He drank down the fragrant hot drink in his hand, got up and walked towards the cabin door.

Angmar, whose face was full of fatigue, hurriedly opened the cabin door first. The long conversation throughout the night allowed him to fully see the energetic energy of His Highness the Prince.

But he couldn't. He had to maintain a humble posture at all times. He tried to yawn countless times but had to hold back to avoid showing the slightest disrespect.

"Re-activating the Sunwell requires multi-faceted research and demonstration. At present, every magister is a valuable asset and an help that cannot be ignored. How to reasonably allocate magisters is the most troublesome problem for me." Kael'thas walked. He said, his tall body striding like flying.

Regarding his move to get close to the Knights of the Silver Hand and unite with the Archbishop of Fao, Kael'thas greatly praised, "You are right, the Knights of the Silver Hand have a noble creed. In the face of natural disasters and the return of the Burning Legion, When all races are summoned by Dalaran to discuss major issues, they will surely become a transcendent organization that transcends the shackles of the camp and stand out in the upcoming war. Treating them as allies is the right choice, far better than those who are selfish and selfish. The human kingdom of Li is much more useful," the prince smiled at this time, "although we are the same."

Angmar's reply was: "Your Highness, in the near future, all races will unite under the same flag to fight against foreign enemies. At such a moment, we must create a culture that has the courage to stand up and uphold the righteousness of Azeroth. Even if you are pretending, you have to pretend to be like this. Only by putting justice above the interests of the race can we protect the interests of our race to the greatest extent and in the long term. This is not only a dialectical relationship, but also the mainstream of the future. "

When he said these words, Angmar could only think of the night elves.

If the core of the sacred tree really has the conditions to be reborn, then the help of the night elves is indispensable to replant it.The druids of the Cenarion Circle are proficient in the ways of nature and have a close relationship with the Green Dragon Legion. If we can take the opportunity to get their help

Of course, whether this thing can be done depends on what role the blood elves will play in the subsequent world events.

Although it was the night elves led by the druids who advocated the exile of the ancestors of the high elves.But they are disgusted, and they will not sit idly by when it comes to important matters related to the survival of the Sin'dorei race. Just the fact that the Eversong Forest is about to be shrouded in winter again, and countless animals and plants are running out of time, can make them change. Predictably, they must have been displeased with their relatives' attempts to change the climate of the forest.

This matter will not be that simple, but under the threat of world-ending catastrophe, no matter how big the differences and rifts are, they will eventually be bridged in a short time, not to mention that at this time, the night elves and blood elves have not yet joined the completely opposite alliance and the tribe. hostility.

"His Royal Highness Prince."

The personal guards had already gathered in formation on the deck, and as soon as Kael'thas appeared, they all saluted with their chests in their hands.

Kael'thas nodded slightly and turned his gaze to the Sunwell Highlands in the south.

Devastated and in shambles.

Trees fell, the land was exposed, and the high elf-style white stone and red-roofed buildings were reduced to ruins; the Sunwell Highlands in the distance no longer had its grandeur, like a group of blocks pushed down by a naughty child's hand.

The horrific explosion caused when the Sunwell was destroyed destroyed most of the buildings on the island and killed almost all the creatures left on the land, including the undead in the Mark of Death, which were completely killed without leaving any trace.

After learning all this, Angmar learned that there were still undead left on the island of Quel'Danas in the previous game, and that the Sunwell Highlands were also well preserved. Both of these were just manifestations of gameplay.Even the Amani troll fleet far away on the sea was wiped out in the aftermath of the explosion. How could the island of Quel'Danas at the center of the explosion be spared?

Rommath ordered several personal guards to carry the magic device that sealed the core of the sacred tree onto the deck. As a result, when he felt Angmar, the core of the sacred tree began to become irritable and restless again. Angmar had to follow him to let it go. Be honest.

After everything was ready, everyone headed towards the Sunwell Highlands.

For ordinary people, this stretch of road is extremely dangerous.Because a large amount of magic energy has been accumulated in many places, it is currently in a dangerous state of balance, like magic bombs that are ready to go off. Any disturbance may activate them and cause violent explosions.

But there were several legendary mages in the group besides Kael'thas, so this was naturally not a big problem, as long as they were carefully avoided.And those arcane elements that inadvertently condensed their bodies and were attracted by the magic fluctuations on people's bodies were not a threat and were quickly eliminated.

Walking through the ruins of the Sunwell Highlands, Angmar couldn't help but sigh.This is a unique magical wonder in all of Azeroth. It can be seen through the ruined corridors, stairs and the ruins of the channeling temple that directs the energy from the Sunwell to Quel'Thalas. The glory of the past.

Ten Dalaran, no, a hundred Dalaran cannot compare to one ten thousandth of it.

For gameplay reasons, the Sunwell Plateau in the game shows what it looked like before it was destroyed.The real ruins in front of us are the last memories of past glory.

The magisters and some observers who had previously come here to assess the extent of the damage and rescue the sealed magical artifacts immediately came out to greet the prince and his party after receiving the news.

Under their familiar guidance, everyone quickly avoided the dangerous area and arrived at the Sunwell Temple.Being at the center of the explosion, it was completely destroyed.The original circular pool with a diameter of [-] meters and exuding terrifying magic fluctuations has long since disappeared, and a huge pit ten times its size has replaced it.

If it weren't for the fact that the buildings around the Sunwell had powerful defense mechanisms, protected by layers of arcane magic, which somewhat reduced the power of the explosion, the entire island of Quel'Danas might have been wiped out.

Everyone was walking hard in the huge pit with one foot deep and one foot shallow. The golden and blue colors on the ground were flowing erratically. The golden yellow was the remnants of the energy of the Sunwell, and the blue was the magical energy leaked from the magic network.

The explosion damaged the underground magic network hub. This is the fundamental reason why the magic network in Quel'Thalas is still in chaos.

"Alas." Looking at the golden liquid that gathered into small puddles at the bottom of the pit, Kael'thas couldn't help but sigh, "This is the last remnant of the Sunwell."

Feeling the extremely weak magic fluctuations, everyone couldn't help but feel heavy.

"Your Highness, according to our research and observations, although the explosion destroyed the Sunwell, the remaining essence energy can still be used. We can build energy-guiding devices around the well. The best operating core is the former Moon Crystal." A magician said.

Kael'thas summoned them upon hearing this, and three small green balls began to float around him, "But they have been scrapped."

"That's right," the mage said with a bitter smile, "so we can only use other artifacts to replace them, but the effect will be greatly reduced."

Kael'thas suddenly asked: "How long will the construction period take?"

"As long as there is sufficient material support in the early stage, it will only take a year and a half. We found several secret vaults in the ruins that were not damaged in the explosion, and there are no less than a thousand puppets in them. As long as the initial energy-guiding temple is established, We can extract the remaining energy in the well to power them. These puppets are not only excellent defenders, but also tireless workers enough to meet the needs of later construction work." The Magister blurted out immediately, he had already considered this issue. All aspects.

"To be more specific, I need specific data on upfront investment and later returns."

"A thousand skilled workers plus twenty magisters can complete the initial cleanup and construction work in half a year. The energy-guiding devices are all ready-made. We found many useful ones in the ruins, which can be repaired with a little Put into use. It will then take about two to three years to completely restore the functions of the temple. Later benefits Your Highness, I cannot guarantee the later benefits. Unless an energy source comparable to the original well water of the Well of Eternity is obtained, the Well of the Sun cannot be restored. As usual. We can only use its remaining essence to stabilize the chaotic magic network to the greatest extent, that's all."

Angmar frowned secretly. He had obtained an energy source comparable to the original well water of the Well of Eternity. How could it be possible that if there was such a precious thing, it would be effortless to create another Sunwell.

In later generations, Velen put the essence of Muru into it and used the power of holy light to inspire the Sunwell, making it a source of magic that exuded the power of holy light again, but it only restored it to its original level of less than one hundred.

Perhaps this statement is a bit exaggerated, but at best one tenth is not bad.

"Okay, I'll give you this authority. From now on, you will be responsible for the reconstruction of the Sunwell Temple. I will see results within two years." Kael'thas made a decision quickly.

"Yes." The magister was flattered and hurriedly bowed to the end.

As it approached the Sunwell, the core of the sacred tree became more and more restless, and Angmar's attempts to comfort it were of no use.

After getting permission from Kael'thas, Rommath and others opened the sealing device, and the core of the Holy Tree suddenly flew through the air and floated above the ruins of the well.Lured by it, a large amount of golden liquid floated up and swirled around the core of the sacred tree.

Everyone looked at what happened in front of them in surprise.

Gradually, a mana vortex with the core of the holy tree formed, and the essence energy from the underground magic network hub was constantly secreted and absorbed by it.

After a burst of dazzling golden light, Angmar discovered that the remnants of all the wells had gathered around the core of the sacred tree, seemingly bound by an invisible position, forming a hemisphere in mid-air.

No, not hemispherical, just because they are not enough to fill the entire sphere, and are all deposited in the lower half of the sphere due to gravity.

Several magic roots visible to the naked eye stretched out from the core of the holy tree and were rooted into the golden liquid where the residual magic essence of the well condensed into a substantial substance.

"This is" someone observed with arcane vision and exclaimed: "It is using the energy of the magic network to feed back the Sunwell"

Within the arcane field of vision, only dense magic network energy connections can be seen tangled around the sphere. All the energy flows to the core of the holy tree, and is then directed by it into the golden liquid at the root.

"A miracle, what a miracle," Romans couldn't help but shook his head, but when he saw Angmar beside him suddenly twitched and fell to his knees, he hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"What's going on?" Kael'thas also came over, frowning.

But talk about Angmar’s feelings at this time

At the moment when the core of the Holy Tree and the remnants of the Sunwell were completely combined, extremely pure and uncontrollable powerful magical energy flowed through his body, almost breaking out of his body and causing his whole body to collapse.

Thousands of scenes flashed through his mind, as if he had flown into the air, looking at the land beneath his feet from a bird's-eye view. The end of his field of vision was filled with the lingering natural atmosphere, which was faintly green.

Angmar squeezed his eyes and was shocked when he saw the scene under his feet. This was not the island of Quel'Danas at all.There was no Sunwell Highlands, no Morningstar Village and Sunsail Port, no trace of any construction, undulating mountains, green fields, and an inconspicuous small mountain spring right below him.

Vaguely, he seemed to see a group of people standing by the mountain spring. One of them stood in front of the crowd and said something loudly. After speaking, he raised a small crystal and showed it. The crowd was in an uproar, so he did not know the liquid inside. The moment the plug made of something was pulled out, he felt the powerful magic fluctuations coming towards his face, and immediately understood that it was the boy who contained the water from the Well of Eternity. He was Darth, the founder of Quel'Thalas. The people of Rhema Sun Chaser were all high-class elves at that time and fell into the mountain spring.

The mountain spring was immediately dyed a pure golden color. Angmar was very surprised why it was golden yellow. The energy in it spread like sunlight shining on the earth. All the nearby upper elves were bathed in the energy of the well. Some people couldn't help but moan in comfort.

This is the scene when the Sunwell was born

The scene that followed was like a movie played tens of thousands of times faster. Densely packed villains were shuttled rapidly below, holding tools and manipulating arcane puppets to engage in construction. The well was first formed, and then the surrounding surroundings. The Magic Temple spread out to the surroundings from this center. Soon, the Sunwell Heights built on the mountain was completed.

Looking at the outskirts of the island, boats as big as toys come and go, and pilgrims pour into the Sunwell Highlands like a tide.Yangwan Port appeared, and then Morning Star Village. The ground was paved with exquisite white stone floors, and lush green plants were planted along the roadside and grew quickly.

Time is passing at a terrifying speed.

Angmar could only judge the approximate era it was in from the pilgrims' clothing styles.The ancient high elves continued the aesthetics of their ancient night elf ancestors and liked bright and bright clothing. In modern times, they prefer red tones and are embellished with the golden color that represents the sun and the sunwell.

But now the pilgrims underfoot are still wearing all kinds of bright clothes.

The greenery at the end of the field of vision became more and more dense, and then thinking about the scene that was displayed in front of him at this time, which was obviously beyond the time limit, Angmar heard that there are always some plants in this world that are unique enough to have the ability to connect to the Emerald Dream. .

Could it be that the sacred tree Sasara is one of them?

When he was thinking this and looking around, the surrounding scene suddenly changed drastically.

He found that he saw all the scenery in the enclosed space of the Sunwell Plateau, such as the energy-guiding devices sealed in a certain magic temple under heavy protection; not only that, all the details of each level of them were like a picture scroll. His eyes unfolded, and he couldn't see the edges at a glance. From the inside to the outside, from left to right, all the details in any direction that could not be described by any language were exhausted. All the internal details that were originally blocked by the external seal and were not visible at all were vividly presented. All the details are displayed "side by side" with the external details. The inside of the inside, the inside of the inside of the inside, are like layer after layer of matryoshka dolls, boundless and endless.

this world

The world is open

Angmar's brain was completely unable to process the sudden influx of information. He fell into a brief dizziness and felt nauseated.

He hurriedly closed his eyes to rest for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, he found that as long as he did not focus on a specific scene, the previous situation would not occur.

Angmar suddenly remembered the science fiction he had read in his previous life. How could the scene in front of him be so similar to the four-dimensional space described there?

Is the Emerald Dream a four-dimensional representation of Azeroth?

No wonder druids are in danger of getting lost in the Emerald Dream, because objects in three dimensions are positioned by three coordinates. When three-dimensional creatures enter four-dimensional space, they will lose their sense of distance due to the lack of an unknown and unmeasurable dimension. It is easy to get lost in control. No wonder it takes years of practice to enter the Emerald Dream.

If the Emerald Dream was truly a four-dimensional representation of Azeroth, it would be terrifying.

As long as you control the Emerald Dream, even if you take a step back, you can actually affect the physical world through it, and you can also have access to information that ordinary people can't imagine.

Is this still a fantasy world with high demons? Why is it involved in the four-dimensional space?

But after looking at it for a long time, Angma overturned his previous understanding.Regardless of why he was able to enter the Emerald Dream, he found that it only recorded every detail of every object at any time. Although the details were endless, he did not have the kind of unfathomable feeling that made people get lost in it. A sense of high-dimensional space.

In this way, the Emerald Dream is not a four-dimensional space, but a representation of Azeroth in the fourth dimension to some extent.

Angmar shook his head. The druid, the green dragon, the guardian dragon Ysera, the Lord of the Emerald Dream, and even the Titan who gave him power. What kind of power do they have? Not only that, through this association, let's talk about the difference. It is difficult to fathom and understand what kind of existence other Titans are in charge of life, the arcana of order, and time.

For the first time, he had a new understanding of the world. The endless darkness was truly unfathomable, no matter from any angle.

The evolution of the Sunwell was coming to an end. He saw Arthas leading the Scourge to destroy the island of Quel'Danas, but when he immersed his mind in these outsiders, he found that no details were presented.

It seems that the Emerald Dream only records the natural evolution process of Azeroth, but cannot record the living creatures born in it.

But this doesn’t make sense. Trees and plants are also living creatures. Why are they recorded among the buildings in the stone-stacked Sunwell Plateau? Why are they also the same?

Angmar, who has no professional knowledge about the four-dimensional discussion and the Emerald Dream, decided not to think about this troublesome problem anymore. After all, this is a world of high magic that violates scientific principles. To speculate on it based on common thinking habits is undoubtedly asking for trouble.

Less than a minute later, he saw himself and Kael'thas walking through the ruins of the Sunwell Highlands, and in an instant they were at their feet. Then what just happened: the remaining energy of the Sunwell was in the Holy Tree. The core gathered around it to form a sphere, and the core of the sacred tree absorbed the energy of the magic network and fed it back to the well of the sun.

Suddenly, a vast and indescribable strange feeling rose from the bottom of his heart. Angmar did not turn his head, but saw the Yonge Forest 300 nautical miles away behind him from a completely different and strange perspective, as if he was everywhere. "Observe" this paradise where high elves have lived for 7000 years from every place in the air, on the ground, among the trees, and on the river.

At that moment, he felt that he was the Holy Tree, the Sunwell, and the entire Quel'Thalas.

Once again, the brain was dizzy due to the inability to process the massive amount of information. This time, it was completely dizzy.

With a "plop", Angmar twitched and fell to the ground.

Rommath stretched out a palm and probed the flow of magic power in his body. After a while, he raised his head and looked directly into Kael'thas's eyes, and said meaningfully: "Your Highness, his connection with the Holy Tree and the Well of the Sun, I'm afraid. Much deeper than we had previously thought.”

The meaning behind the words is obvious.

As if he was afraid that His Highness the Prince would not understand what he meant, or out of anxiety, the prince's most trusted mage pursed his lips and added in an unintelligible voice: "The Holy Tree and the Sunwell must not be left to one person." Physical control, even the lowest level of control, is not enough. Your Highness, you know what this means. Once he has evil thoughts in his mind,

He shook his head and stopped talking, with a hint of sternness in his eyes.

Kael'thas' face was expressionless, and it was impossible to see any ups and downs in his heart through his expression. After a while, he said quietly: "I trust him, just like I trust you, Rommath."

Rommath nodded slowly and solemnly, and quietly removed the spell that was ready to be fired.For this legendary mage, using a ball of arcane energy to silently kill the young consultant lying on the ground can completely create the illusion of an unexpected death due to a sudden illness.

What's more, he really seemed to be suffering from a sudden illness just now. Except for the prince and Romance nearby, no one noticed the huge power rushing through his body.

Rommath is not hostile to Angmar, and his loyalty to the tribe is far beyond anyone's imagination.No matter who it is, even if it is Prince Kael'thas, whom he loves and is loyal to, who becomes the sole master of the Sunwell, he will be wary.

Because power can lead to corruption.

What's more, a young man who is only 23 years old and has an undecided temperament, no matter how special he is, will never be able to stay awake under the powerful power he suddenly controls.

There is no room for error in the Sunwell, it is the foundation of the blood elves.Through the Sunwell, its masters will be able to influence all blood elves who are already inseparable from it.

Such an individual must not exist

But His Royal Highness trusted him.

Rommath helped Angmar up and handed him to the prince's bodyguard behind him, "Take him to a safe place and take good care of him."

Reigns will take a liking to this young man.

If he is as dedicated to his people as ever after waking up, then Romance will naturally be happy to see the results as usual. If he is carried away by the power,

Reigns will finish him off.

"Your Highness, I want to teach this young man after work. He has great potential. If he is taught in accordance with his aptitude, he will soon become a pillar of our family." Romance said softly.

The surrounding magisters immediately cast surprised glances. Rommath was the best among them. He had never accepted any apprentices in his life. Why did he suddenly want to accept one now?

Everyone looked at Angmar who was being carried away by two guards, and thought in their hearts: What a lucky man.

Not to mention this young consultant, even they were excited by Romance's magical knowledge that far exceeded that of ordinary mages. If not for his status, they would even consider studying under him.

What a lucky man! Everyone sighed.

"Okay." Kael'thas looked at Rommath for a while, then nodded slowly, "Let's deal with the current matter quickly. We must rush to Dalaran before the day after tomorrow."

The two looked at each other for a while, understanding each other tacitly.