Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1475 108. The night naturally hates the sun, just like the stars always follow the moonlight

The information that Little Xingxing sent back from the front line is very accurate.

The Nightborne, commanded by Elisande, relied on the sensitivity of their "native specialty" withered to magic power and the characteristics of mana-draining rage, and they defeated Kui in less than four hours in the chaos after landing. Peripheral defenses of Erdanas Island.

This is not only due to the violent and fearless life and death of the Withered, but also the radical ideas that the Grand Magister continued to instill in the Nightborne soldiers before the battle.

As the leader who has ruled Suramar for 10,000 years, no one understands the deepest desires of the Nightbornes better than the Grand Magister. There is no cure for the addiction.

But the Nightwell, which had sheltered Suramar for 10,000 years, was already overwhelmed.

Even if the magic power it produces is diluted and diluted through special products such as magic wine, it can no longer satisfy the magic addiction of the children of the night.

A longing for national sinking is enough to destroy the very roots of a race.

But on the other hand, as long as this common desire is used in the right place, it can instantly arouse the night children's desire to win, causing them to unleash destructive power that does not belong to them.

However, a thousand words of appeal are no match for the facts witnessed with one's own eyes.

The great magister knew this truth very well, and she did not respond much to the questions of the sergeants until a few hours ago.

Before the start of the war, the Nightborne sergeants who were a little skeptical of the great magister's promise that "every Nightborne will have inexhaustible magic power" set foot on the island of Quel'Danas filled with golden magic power, and saw it with their own eyes. When the golden light shrouded the Sunwell, which was like a source of magic, all doubts about the war disappeared in an instant.

These black-skinned elves from Suramar, who have been accustomed to the "hard days" of the magic wine rationing system since childhood, almost set foot on the land of Kui Island in a "pilgrimage" attitude.

For them, every inch of the air here is an incomparably sweet and magical fragrance.

They don't need to suppress their desire for magic power here at all, they can breathe in the air filled with magic power assimilation.

After each breath, their lungs were cheering because they were full of magic power, and then their hearts and bodies trembled. The happiness filled with magic power made every cell under their black skin scream, And excessive absorption of magic power also temporarily strengthens their strength and magic.

It is difficult for people without magic addiction to understand the special touch of the Nightborne.

They began to believe that the Grand Magister had really shown them a paradise that belonged to the Nightborne.

Even knowing that this glorious Sunwell is being occupied, there is a high probability that they will continue to live the life of the magic power rationing system.

But with such a good and pure source of magic power, even the magic wine that has already been tired of drinking will probably be a little more mellow. Those bastard winemakers have enough magic crystals, so there is no need to mix it in every bottle. That's a lot of water.

Good days are yet to come.

Driven by this kind of thinking, the Nightborne Legion that attacked Kui Island didn't need to be told by the great magister at all, and changed the weak nature of the hips before, and seemed to have transformed back to the powerful ones who dared to confront the demons in the elf empire. Legion.

They broke out with 300% combat power one by one, even under the pressure of Renault's bandier barrier, they still fought against the unsuspecting Quel'dorei white-skinned elves one by one.

The Sun King's front line was broken through by the black-skinned elves who added the "greedy enrage" BUFF. As the stronghold on the island was occupied by Shaldorei, these black-skinned elves who were also proficient in elf magic began to quickly pull out and suppress them from casting spells. of the enchantment waypoint.

The working principle and manufacturing method of Renault Bandir's enchantment are almost the same as heavenly scriptures for human spellcasters.

But in the eyes of Nightborne spellcasters who are more "orthodox" than the high elves of Quel'Dorei, this thing has very limited progress compared to the border defender enchantment during the elf empire.

Especially the great arcanists under Elisande.

Some of them even personally participated in Queen Azshara's design and manufacture of the enchantment of this territory more than 10,000 years ago, so these mysterious waymark stones have no secrets in their eyes.

Under their leadership, the Shaldorei mages did not spend much effort to completely decipher the guardian of the territory that once blocked the berserk orcs and was regarded by the Quel'dorei elves as an "artifact for protecting the country".

They even "reversed" the effect of Renault Bandir's ward in strongholds occupied by the Nightborne to protect their wounded and maintain the stability of the portal to Suramar.

Good guy!

This scene fell in the eyes of the spellcasters of Quel'dorei's Silvermoon Council, and its impact was no less than that of face-riding output.

The treasures they carefully crafted are actually easier to use in other people's hands than their own. As long as a spellcaster with a bit of backbone sees this scene, who can bear it?

But now that the situation is critical, the Quel'dorei Silver Moon councilors have no time to pay attention to these magic disputes.

This will not only increase the strength of the magic swordsmen and ranger legions under the command of the great magister, but also the waste pirates under the command of Ms. Wang Yuejun, the son of the night pirates who have always been hip-pushing, will suddenly enter the state of "overclocking explosion" for the same reason. When they went into battle to kill the enemy, they were all brave and unremarkable.

They wisely did not compete with Elisande's army for spoils, but obediently took a detour and captured a side hall called "Magister's Terrace" in the outer palace of the Sunwell, and used it as a The temporary base camp of the undead pirates.

This kind of performance of "knowing the general situation" made Elisande very satisfied with Wang Yue, the elf pirate of Anaris Yuejun.

She even planned to discuss with the Second Miss Yue County about "Zhao'an" Xia Duolei's pirates after capturing the Sunwell. Anyway, the Kingdom of Suramar is also lacking a strong navy, and the two sides can completely talk about it.

Of course, it might be a bit difficult to persuade Anaris Yuejun to leave the undead pirate system, but the great magister thinks he has grasped the weakness of Laike Shaw.

On this basis, if we give more benefits to the greedy stinky pirates, there is a high probability that we can negotiate cooperation.

"Break through the town ahead and we can reach the entrance of the Sunwell, my soldiers, my commanders! The hope that the Nightborne has been longing for for thousands of years is in front of us, and that is the final victory!

Just one step away! "

When the demoralized Spellblade Legion screamed and drove Quel'dorei's defeated army into an elf town, Elisande, who was riding the gorgeous mentor Spellsaber, temporarily put away his thoughts.

She rode her ferocious and majestic mount in the air to review the high-spirited magic swordsmen, and held the Sargeras scepter in her hand to create a series of beating space rifts in the air.

She shouted to the soldiers looking down on her:

"Warriors of the Nightborne, don't doubt the legitimacy of this war! We are the sharp swords of the Shal'dorei civilization and the Kingdom of Suramar, and we must fight for the right to survive for our magic-hungry people !

I can tell you responsibly, soldiers, this gorgeous Sunwell in front of you was also 'stolen' by the ancestors of the Quel'dorei elves!

Their ancestor, the first Sun King Dath'Remar Sunstrider shamelessly stole the precious water from the Eternal Well while our dark hero, Illidan Stormrage, was in distress.

The shameless white skins before you built the sunwell with stolen loot, and they shamelessly claimed that it was a blessing from the arcane!

But all this can't be hidden from us Xia Duolei.

The Well of Eternity is a sacred object of the Elven Empire, even after the empire collapses, such a sacred object should be held by the most orthodox successor of the empire!

We, the Children of the Night, are the purest blood lineage of the Highborne.

This enchanted well and all its powers are ours!

It was the Quel'dorei who shamelessly stole and occupied our magic power. They enjoyed it all with peace of mind, but caused our people to suffer from a lack of magic power.

In this world, we can no longer find a more base and shameless civilization than these white elves!

Even those rude human monkeys are ten thousand times better than white skins! "

The great magister paused, she had used her own way to put a "cloak of justice" on this war, and she also saw the burning flames in the eyes of her soldiers.

She knew that the time had come.

So the next moment, the great magister raised the Sargeras scepter in her hand, swung it down fiercely, and she shouted:

"This is the justice of the Children of the Night! This is the day of the rise of the Kingdom of Suramar! Soldiers, think of your families, lovers and children, for their bright future, for a tomorrow full of magic power!

For the Kingdom of Suramar, charge! "

"boom"

Elisande mobilized the power of Sargeras' scepter, and with an invisible blow, he tore apart the magic defense around the entire Quel'dorei town, including the defense system itself, as well as the huge activated golems.

The collapse of the space collapse caused several terrifying black cracks torn apart in the material world, and the surrounding houses were pulled by this chaotic space and crumbled as if they were constantly being eaten by invisible monsters.

The Grand Magister is still strengthening the magical powers exerted on the staff of Sargeras.

She seems to want to use the power of this space holy object to wipe out the entire town from the ground, so as to add momentum to the charge of the magic swordsman army, and by the way warn other white-skinned elves not to come to die again!

However, the idea is good, but the reality is bad.

The ever-increasing space tearing and distortion quickly attracted the attention of the Sunwell defenders. After realizing that the last line of defense to the Sunwell was about to fall, the Sun King, who had been here for the first time since the invasion began, Nastarian finally couldn't sit still.

"Enough! Elisande!"

In the scolding sound that spread throughout the island under the increase of magic power, the golden magic power was manipulated to turn into a huge phoenix of flames, smashing from a high altitude to the great magister in the air in the collision that covered the sky.

Although this blow was shot suddenly, the timing was very delicate.

It happened to be stuck in the situation where the great magister continued to output magic power. If Elisande wanted to hide, she had to stop manipulating the Sargeras scepter.

If she insisted on destroying the elf town in front of her with one blow, then the phoenix flame mixed with the magic power of the Sunwell in this blow would be enough to seriously injure the Grand Magister.

But Elisande came prepared!

And the Grand Magister himself had told Bo Laike before that she had soaked in the Nightwell for 10,000 years, and the energy from the Eye of Aman'Thul had changed the magic properties in her body and her life form.

Elisande simply ignored the golden phoenix that was falling towards him, and was still persistent in guiding the destruction and tearing of Sargeras' scepter until five seconds later, the entire town was thrown from the ground amidst the cheers of the Nightborne. Divided into two, it was like a titan's hand violently tore open the ground of Kui Island, completely opening up the road that prevented the Night Children from going to the Sunwell.

The great magister himself was completely engulfed by the flames of the phoenix, but in the flames flying like a shower of golden meteors, there was no sign of Elisande, not even a scream.

"Fools! Omnipotent time is on our side!"

The sarcasm of the Queen of the Nightborne resounded over the battlefield.

The space within a dozen yards around her position began to quickly turn into a strange khaki posture, and in the reversal of the time flow, Elisande was restored to her unscathed full glory.

This wave of time reversal also restored the golden phoenix fire that hit the great magister. Amidst Elisande's laughter, she waved the Sargeras scepter in her hand in a space-cutting way. He wiped away the magic that hit him from the front, and threw it fiercely towards the towering city wall of the Sunwell while waving the staff.

With a loud bang, the golden phoenix flames hit the city wall like a meteorite.

The magic well's defense cannot resist its own power. This wave of subtle and almost incomprehensible counterattacks successfully collapsed a small piece of the gorgeous golden-red city wall.

On the tower of the Sunwell, the aged Sun King Anasterian leaned on a golden staff of sin'dorei and his face was as frosty.

He realized that the situation had entered the most dangerous situation.

In the face of the Sun King's silence, Elisande acted very casually, as if the shocking blow just now was just a casual act by her.

She rode on her screaming gorgeous magic saber, raised her head and met the eyes of the Sun King.

Although the two had never met, Elisande still felt a familiar aura from the elderly elf that made her feel familiar. She said:

"You are really like the Dath'Remar Sunstrider in my memory, whether it's from the appearance, or from the spirit and the disgusting arrogance you exude

I understand your desire to protect the country and its people, Anasterian.

You are a king and so am I.

You are not as good as your grandfather, and my stable rule has surpassed ten thousand years.

So, let me, as a distinguished senior, give you some advice on governing the country. "

The voice of the great magister became low, and she said:

"Surrender now!

Suramar has never coveted anything in Quel'Thalas, all we need is magic! We can find a more peaceful way to satisfy the desires of both parties at the same time.

You will have peace and we will have abundance.

After all, we are all descendants of the Elven Empire, and we don't need to decide our future with blood here. "

Facing the "sincere" persuasion of the great magister to surrender, the Sun King's reaction was quite straightforward.

He tapped the golden stick in his hand on the ground, as if an order was issued, and in the next moment, a golden waterfall of magic power gushed out from the sunwell, enveloping the entire huge and gorgeous palace like a birdcage.

But the tower where the Sun King is located is outside the enchantment formed by this magic power.

This is his response to Elisande.

"Don't act like you are very familiar with the Sunstrider family, Elisande, my grandfather and you have never been friends! And don't show the aura of a superior who deliberately imitates Queen Azshara.

You are not her.

You can never be her either! "

Anasterian raised his head, and while the wind of magic power was blowing his long hair, the magic power from the Sunwell poured into the Sun King's body in a pouring manner, making his momentum rise steadily.

He shouted loudly:

"You are not the master of the elves, you are just a thief who stole the queen's treasure and shows off!"

"You want the magic of the Quel'dorei elves?"

"Then take it with your own hands!"

(end of this chapter)