Rise of the blood elves

Initially, in order to prepare for possible attacks, a complete defense system was built around the Sunwell Temple.

From the position barrier that divides the enemy, to the magic shield that resists siege equipment, to the cracking light facility that can kill the enemy, there are many.

All powered by the Sunwell Temple.

Since this place is where the Magic Network of Quel'Thalas gathers, there is a constant flow of energy. As long as the defense facilities are not destroyed, even if it is besieged by tens of thousands of enemies, it can be defended for a long time.

Helplessly, the holy tree Sath'ara, which was combined with the remains of the Sunwell, was previously corrupted and attacked. In order to maintain its form, all the magical energy extracted by the temple from the underground magic network was gathered into its own body. .

As a result, the power supply to the defense facilities was cut off, rendering it useless, and the outer perimeter of the temple fell into a defenseless situation.

But the magisters did not dare to forcibly extract energy to restore the energy supply of the defense facilities. There was only one consequence of doing so, which was to cause an imbalance in the energy of the holy tree and trigger a violent explosion.

The last hope of the tribe, along with the thousands of soldiers here, will be wiped out by the explosion.

These thousands of the most elite soldiers in Quel'Thalas had to face the overwhelming undead.

The most powerful Sunfury Legion is located in the open frontal battlefield to the north of the temple, facing the greatest pressure; large arcane golems maintained by mana crystals and worth a hundred are guarding the western ruins; The ranger troops led by Walker defended.

The magister and a group of mages stood on the temple platform in the inner ring, pouring firepower on the undead army from a distance.

The soldiers who fought bloody battles had no time to think about anything else. They only waved their tired arms and used their swords to chop off the enemy's heads again and again.

But the mages who were at a high altitude and had an overview of the entire scene were becoming more and more desperate.

The number of undead is dozens of times that of our own, and they are purely trying to build a victory with their flesh and blood.Every minute and second that passes, a large number of blood elf soldiers are killed.

The battle line was crumbling, and after just a moment, the undead reached the bottom of the temple.

Someone looked at another battlefield. Prince Kael'thas was joining forces with Ms. Telesta to face off against the traitor. To a certain extent, their victory or defeat would determine the final outcome of this battle.

"Kael'thas, you haven't made any progress either."

Darkan sneered, neutralizing Kael'thas' spell attack, and in turn summoned a large amount of necromantic energy around him, condensing it into a dense bone prison, trapping him inside.

Telesta immediately used the disintegration spell to help the prince out of his predicament.

But the strength of the bone prison is beyond imagination, and with her strength in the legendary field, it is hard to regret it at all.

As a master of magic who has lived for thousands of years, Telesta is proud and powerful.If the Scourge had not destroyed Quel'Thalas, she would have been a strong contender to become the next Grand Magister after Bilohua.

She is the magic enlightenment teacher of Prince Kael'thas and the dean of the Phasselin Royal Academy of Magic on Sunchaser Island.

In addition, she is also the mentor who introduced Angmar to the path of mage.

Working in the education industry for many years has not made her neglect the practice of magic.On the contrary, although she is slightly inferior to Romance in terms of combat experience, her understanding of the principles of magic is far better than the latter.

In terms of overall strength, she is directly on par with Kael'thas himself.In the eyes of the world, at least half of Dalaran, which is home to the top mages in the Eastern Kingdom and the six-member Kirin Tor Council, are not as good as her.

Teresita can clearly feel that Darkan's spells are extremely crude, and their level is equivalent to that of an ordinary high-level epic mage, but they contain huge energy that Silence can control.

Powerful enough to ignore all techniques.

While she was struggling to break the bone prison, Darkan threw a magic spear containing necromantic energy and attacked her quickly.

Telesta's heart trembled, and she gave up trying to rescue the prince. She came first and fired seven or eight defensive magics instantly, forming a thick magic barrier in front of her.

Ice shield, fire barrier, arcane shield

The spells that would have canceled each other out due to their conflicting attributes were now perfectly integrated under Teresita's superb control, relying on each other and amplifying each other.With just this handy defensive spell, Teresita is worthy of the title of legendary mage.

When the barrier energy level reaches its highest level, the magic spear also arrives.

The sound of "clicking" was endless, and the defensive barrier, which was enough to withstand a full blow from an opponent of the same level, had no effect at all in front of Darkan's spell, and was broken through one after another.

When there was only the last layer of barrier left, Teresa Tower disappeared and appeared ten meters away.But the magic spear remained unabated, turned a corner deftly in mid-air, exploded faster than before, and continued to fly towards Teresa Tower.

Telesta reacted very quickly, and her whole body was shrouded in coldness. An indestructible layer of ice instantly appeared, protecting her within it.

Ice barrier is the strongest defensive spell of the mage. It cannot be cast by any extremely high-level magic master. It is almost an absolute defense, let alone one released by a legendary mage. I am afraid that no attack can threaten the Tai inside. Lace tower.

"click"

The magic spear was like a bolt of lightning, easily penetrating the ice barrier, leaving a shocking bloody hole in her shoulder.

"Ahem." The ice dissipated. Teresa's face was filled with shock. She coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood and fell to her knees holding the wound.Her mana had long been exhausted, and she slowly lost consciousness.

At this time, dazzling fire broke out in the bone prison of Prince Kael'thas, and "Ao" was reborn in the flames again, blasting the cage into pieces and flying high into the sky.Looking at Prince Kael'thas inside, he couldn't hide his tiredness, kneeling on one knee and gasping for air.

Noticing the shocking momentum here, the blood elf soldiers couldn't help but feel refreshed.

"I told you, you haven't made any progress." Darkan remained unmoved, smiled mockingly, and cast necromancy spells at terrifying speed, attacking Kael'thas.

There was an endless stream of undead arrows, one after another, almost forming a rain of undead arrows. There was no show off of skill, and they were purely winning with strength.

"Oh" screamed, returned to his master, protected Kael'thas with his wings, and silently withstood the attack. His eyes showed a look of pain, becoming more and more depressed, and the blazing fire feathers also dimmed.

The rain of shadow arrows stopped.

"O" fell to the ground with a crash, and crawled at Kael'thas' feet. He tried his best to move his neck, and took one last look at his master. The look in his eyes disappeared, and he slowly closed his eyelids.

Kael'thas, whose mana was exhausted, had no power to resist at all.

Kael'thas felt bitter inside.

If he were in his prime, he would not be defeated.

If the Holy Tree had not been severely damaged by corruption and its decline had spread to every blood elf connected to it, the troops would not have been like this.On the contrary, you will receive its energy support and your strength will be greatly increased.

But there are no ifs on the ever-changing battlefield.

He lost.

"You lose, my dear Prince. You will be reduced to flesh and blood to satisfy the appetites of my men, just like your compatriots. I will not let you have the opportunity to resurrect. You will threaten my position in the heart of the master. Death , is your only fate. Maybe before that, I can corrupt Saas'ala and torture you at the same time, hahahahaha."

Darkan laughed, took steps, and walked towards the temple.

Several high-level undead followed him, slashing their way through the blood elves with their swords in hand.One of the lichs was particularly powerful. He cast a spell to wither the vast space, turning a large number of blood elf soldiers into haggard mummies, and fell to the ground dead.

The undead energy surrounding Darkan weakened the vitality of the blood elves, and no one could resist his footsteps.

As Darkhan advanced, shadows fell over the blood elves' defenses.

The clouds are overwhelming and I can't breathe.

There is no hope in the world, the shadow has blocked the last glimmer of light, and the way forward for the blood elves is cut off.

The destruction of the Sunwell is imminent.

The blood elves who had retreated to the temple discovered that the previous excitement was just their wishful thinking.

No one can defeat the traitor Dar'Kan, and no one can defeat the terrifying Scourge.What awaits them is death.

The blood-stained Salorian Morningseeker retreated, and the panting Liadrin and her team of blood knights also gathered over, including Lor'themar, Halduron, Voretar, Aethas, and Lanna. Seer

All the strong men pulled themselves together and gathered their last strength to protect the prince.

If there is only death, then let death

Make it more meaningful

The blood elves live and die with the prince, and live and die with the Sunwell.

"Why are you here?" Kael'thas stood up with the help of Angmar, his angry voice full of reproach.

"Your Highness, I'm late, I'm sorry." Angmar took a deep breath.

Seeing the advisor's firm gaze, Kael'thas shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, Angmar, why are you bothering?

Come and die with me

Turning his head to look at Dar'Kan, who was killing all the blood elves as if he was driving away flies, Kael'thas let out a long sigh.

The blood elves were defeated.

Why does my family have to suffer this disaster? Arthas, if I survive by chance, I will fight you to death. The rest of my life is only about revenge. Apart from that, there is no meaning.

"Give up your resistance, maybe I can let you die a little more happily." Darkan sneered and came to the bottom of the steps, looking up at the people above him with a playful expression.

"The blood elves will not bow to you, traitor." Kael'thas gritted his teeth and was about to overextend his life potential in a desperate attempt, but was stopped by a strong hand.

"What did you do and come back quickly?"

Under everyone's surprised gazes, Angmar walked in front of the crowd and faced Darkan condescendingly.

"Ha, it's you" Darkan mocked.

"You really helped me a lot. I have to thank you for taking away the core of the sacred tree."

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to do so many things with the help of the remaining remains of the sacred tree."

Darkan counted on his fingers.

"Find the whereabouts of the energy incarnation of the Sunwell and cast a spell to corrupt the new Sunwell. Oh, this thing is not a new Sunwell. It is the core of the Holy Tree that condenses all your hopes. Without the main body of the Sunwell, it is nothing more than a new Sunwell. It’s just a superficial thing.”

"Look at the compatriots around you. They have all lost their strength due to my corruption. What can they use to fight me?"

"Boy, it was you who pushed the blood elves into a desperate situation, so I want to thank you."

Darkan had a ferocious look on his face, and as soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand and sent a blast of deathly energy.

Angmar's body instantly glowed with dazzling golden light. He moved his right hand forward, and the spirit of death was instantly submerged by the rolling golden waves and turned invisible.

Everyone was shocked, he

How could it be so powerful?

Lying on the ground to support herself, Lana Seer discovered that the little guy she had always been attracted to, whom she hadn't seen for many days, seemed to have transformed into a being that even she had to look up to.

"Come on, don't die here. It's meaningless. If only I could survive, I will stop caring about the beginning and the end and express my feelings to you." When the oil is exhausted, people always like to be filled with random thoughts.

Lannathel held on to prevent herself from losing consciousness, her beautiful eyes focused on Angmar, extremely anxious.

Who would have thought that Lannathel, who always presented herself as cold to others, had actually been secretly committed to Angmar for a long time. She had always been concerned about regaining her homeland, so she suppressed her feelings in her heart.

Darkan's expression was stagnant, but he quickly returned to normal and said viciously: "Use the energy of the holy tree to fight against me. Don't forget, the energy intensity in my body is far greater than yours."

As he said this, he was about to cast the spell again.

Angmar chuckled and said: "So I am here to correct the mistakes I made. Darkan, you are not worthy of talking about confrontation. In front of the Sunwell, you are just an insignificant insect."

Everyone became more and more surprised and confused.

The question is, why is he so confident?

What was surprising was where did the youngest advisor to the prince obtain such powerful power? Kael'thas knew that Angmar had absorbed the essence of the holy tree Sath'ala, but he had already cast a spell to detect it, and that energy was not at all Not enough to give him the power to fight Dar'Kan.

Where does the energy flowing in his body come from?

As if in response to everyone's doubts, not far behind, a brilliant light burst out.

Looking back, I saw a plainly dressed human girl rising like a new sun. Her light was far greater than that of Angmar.

Everyone's bodies were once again filled with endless energy from the Sunwell, and even their injuries were recovering quickly. Romance and Ms. Telesta, who were seriously injured, also slowly woke up, feeling the strong energy in their bodies, and subconsciously looked at Anwei Na was beyond shocked.

Who is this little girl?

"Ah" Darkan immediately recognized that Anweina was the last incarnation of the Sunwell, and couldn't help but beam with joy.

"I didn't expect you to bring her too. It doesn't matter if the people I sent missed, I can catch you all in one fell swoop. I will control you and control this supreme power."

Darkan looked crazy, but all its spells were ineffective in the huge magical energy around Anweina.

"No, it's impossible, it's impossible Drayden, come help me, come on"

The lich and a group of undead psychics immediately joined Darkan's ranks and joined forces to cast spells to attack Anweina.

The blood elves, who had no energy left, all shed a cold sweat for the girl.

But Anweina ignored it and allowed the attacks of these ants to fall on the invisible barrier around her. She looked at Angma at her feet, her face softened, and she said softly: "Angema, you once told me that I Not human, not Anweina.”

"Everything around me is an illusion. I am just a pure energy."

"I regret not listening to you and causing a tragic accident to my parents."

"Now I understand, everything you said is right, I'm sorry."

"I'm just a powerful force of energy."

The girl closed her eyes, as if she was savoring the pain of Quel'Thalas, and seemed to be meditating. Various complex emotions flashed across her fair and fragile face.

When she opened her eyes and looked at Darkan again, she was neither happy nor sad.

"So you can't control me."

"Don't even think about disobeying me."

"Because I am"

"too,"

"Positive,"

"well"

Although the last three words were not intentionally spoken, they spread far and wide, resounding throughout the island of Quel'Danas.

Everyone was stunned. In front of the thin human girl, a sense of insignificance arose, as if they were looking directly at some kind of transcendent existence.

No wonder she ignored the powerful Dar'Khan. It turned out that she was the incarnation of the Sunwell, and had blessed the High Elves for nearly seven thousand years.

"Anweina, you finally woke up." Angma was very pleased.

The terrifying energy field around Anweina continued to spread, covering the battlefield.The energy that makes the blood elves feel comfortable makes the undead suffer the pain of burning.

"No, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Flames ignited on Darkan's body and he let out painful wails. Flames burst out from his mouth, nostrils and eyes, and his whole person burned from the inside out. In an instant, his clothes and carrion were burned away, and he turned into a human being. It has a lifeless skeleton, and then turns into dust and becomes nutrients for new plants.

Darkan, who was unable to resist the powerful men, died quietly.

Even the master ended up like this, let alone those weak undead.

The blood elf soldiers found in disbelief that among the thousands of undead, not a single one escaped. They were all burned to death within two breaths.

All traces of the undead ceased to exist.

The Sunwell is so terrifying

Everyone looked at the human girl in mid-air with awe. Some couldn't help crying with joy. The Sunwell was finally back.

We have hope again

The blood elves knelt down to Anweina one after another. This was a heartfelt tribute. The Sunwell was their supreme belief and their destiny.Even Prince Kael'thas lowered his noble head, his eyes full of piety.

And the young figure who brought hope back to the Wei tribe and saved the defeated situation stood at the edge of the temple platform, and the radiance on his body seemed to echo and twinkle with Anweina's.

He stands proudly