Azeroth’s Death Track

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Quel'Danas, ten minutes after the seed of life broke out.

The most important stronghold of Quel'Thalas, the place where the Sunwell, the most important treasure of the entire elven race, is now completely gone.

The huge and magnificent building complex built around the Sunwell has been removed by a third from the vines dancing in the air, and the remaining two-thirds are also at stake under the wild power of the rapidly growing species of life.

If you can, Tyrion will not throw the seeds of endless life into the Sunwell so rashly, but the problem is that he currently lacks enough deterrent power, and the Eye of Sargeras can of course easily The entire Quel'Thalas is leveled, but that thing has more important uses, plus the power from the Burning Legion inside the Undead Scourge. Before everything is settled, Tyrion does not want himself and Nauer. The ancestor's connection was exposed.

This means that there are many, many methods that cannot be used.

The most important thing is that neither Ner'zhul nor Tyrion want the Sunwell to fall into the hands of the Burning Legion so easily, but with the guarantee that the Lich King is not exposed, once the plan is opened, Out of the nest of the undead in the north, a Quel'Thalas could not stop such a force, so after many discussions, Tyraine and the Lich King made up their minds.

Destroy the Sunwell!

However, even if it is destroyed, there are many ways that Tyrion can forcibly detonate it, but once the huge magic power erupts, it may completely destroy the terrain of Quel'Thalas and even affect the situation in northern Xinjiang. This is both sides. I don't want to see it, so I want to destroy it in a more "soft" way. This is also the reason why Tyrion only tells Myra to sneak into Quel'Thalas alone.

He can guarantee that he will not be discovered by the eye of the legion in the natural disaster, and before the legion’s power arrives, the rapidly evolving life seed will also absorb the magic of the solar well for thousands of years in a short time, let this mouth The well was temporarily scrapped.

The advantage of this is that the solar well is connected to the magic node underground in Quel'Thalas. As long as the continent itself is not destroyed, sooner or later, the solar well will be full of magic again, but at that time, the one who controls the solar well will No longer the high elf of Quel'Thalas.

This is the best of both worlds. The most important thing is that this method can easily throw the pot to another group of people to carry it.

"Wow"

The magical golden well water of the Sunwell has been cleaned by the greedy seeds. The powerful magic accumulated over thousands of years has given it enough nutrients, and it almost destroyed the life seed of the ecological environment of the world of Draenor. After a complete recovery, he began to explode his powerful abilities in a different world.

In the ruins of the inner temple where the Sunwell was directly destroyed, under those scattered bricks, plants that seemed to appear invisible began to breed quickly, just a short ten minutes, every place on the island of Quel'Danas , There are huge vines.

And these "green natural disasters" are still growing at a rate that is visible to the naked eye. These plants are full of aggression, and the blocks that stand in front of them, whether it is the tall city walls or the artificial buildings of the elves, are swallowed by the vines and trees from the bottom. The tide of plants spurred by the seeds of life is like an unstoppable explosion of life. In a very short period of time, the man-made structures on the entire island are completely erased by invisible big hands The same.

In this case, the collapsed solar well is used as the center of the sun, and it spreads in all directions towards the whole island. At the center of the eruption of life, the situation of the sunwell wellhead has been terrible. The green, thick, and the surface is engraved with golden magic lines The vines stopped their destructive actions after the early vine growth ended, just like the pillars of the Temple of Life, and used those vines to prop up a unique life structure in the ruins.

The hardened vines covered the entire ruin. In the gleam of the golden magic patterns on the surface of the vines, more branches grew from the main body of the vines, spreading in all directions, and soon propped up a weird one in the ruins of the solar well. "life Tree".

Those corpses...The corpses of the Phoenix guards who died in this sudden plant disaster are slowly covered by the branches of the vines, just as if they were "swallowed" by this strange plant, their flesh and blood will Under the cover of this twig, it was swallowed clean and became a negligible nourishment for the new forest.

It's a dead body...

And in the hollow below the super life tree constructed by plants, the magic patterns of the vines gleamed faintly in the dark, and looked up, as if they were in a special "starry sky", and the dim wide hollow here In the meantime, the battle between the Sun King and the King of Dark Blades is still not over.

The two were separated for a moment when the source of life erupted, but what happened subsequently, the collapse and destruction of the entire solar well, completely angered Anastarian, realizing that the magic that has been accumulated in the well of the sun for thousands of years has been It was completely exhausted, and most of the loyal soldiers who followed him died tragically under this green natural disaster, and the Sun King had cut off the idea of ​​leaving.

"I'm going to kill you! Tyrion! Did you hear? I'm going to kill you!"

Anastalian's survival time of more than 3000 years has never been so angry as it is now, never as gazed as it is now, a huge amount of magic shines outside his robe, blowing his long hair up, In the desperate and angry roar, the flames of flames, as gorgeous and dangerous as the phoenix, burst wildly in the direction of Tyrion.

Those hot flames fell on the vines of the tree of life, and even continued to burn, just a few minutes of eruption, so that this dim hollow was covered by the light of the flames.

This is the bone rage of a top-level mage. Under this desperate outburst, even if it is the king of the dark blade who has the power of frost, he has to evade the edge, but he has lost the sun well. With the suppression of his own power, his speed was extremely fast, like a flexible night bat, bouncing back and forth in the hollow below the entire tree of life. Those flaming spells could hardly touch his body.

"Look at the benefits, Sun King."

Tyrion dodged easily, while shouting to Anastarian standing on the ground:

"I destroyed the Sunwell, in fact, it was to release the shackles of the high elves. Do you know what kept us in the corner of the continent for 6800 years? With our magic qualifications and magic skills, we ruled this continent Should be us, not humans!"

"The Sunwell shaped us, but also bound us, like a warm lair, staying in it without worrying about threats from the entire world, but you have to remember that the Sun King, the child cannot stay in the lair forever, One day, they will learn to prey on their own! I just pushed this process, this necessary procedure...you should thank me!"

"thank?"

Anastarian laughed angrily, and his stern voice sounded in the fire that burst in the darkness:

"You destroyed the foundation on which the high elves depended for their lives, you destroyed the future of your own people! Magic addiction... Without the Sunwell, the magic addiction will completely destroy us! You genocide who brought disaster! I will kill you here today!"

As the words fell, a huge flame of phoenix swelled in the hands of the Sun King. It was like an elemental creature with self-life. Among the brilliant firelights, the tweet flapped its wings and fluttered towards the king of the dark blade in the sky. In the past.

Seeing the flames of Phoenix mixed with endless scorching faces, Tyrion suspended in the air moved his shoulders. He pulled out the two shaped swords behind his backhand. Between the left and right, the thick and cold death energy exploded. A winter-like storm wrapped around Tyrion’s body. He stepped on the vine’s feet and jumped between them, letting his body hit the phoenix that threw down.

"boom"

The collision of flames and ice burst out of the chaotic energy aftermath, making the entire huge tree of life tremble for a moment, and in the sorrowful sound of the sky, the huge flame phoenix was completely cut from the center, scattered in the flames Between the halo and the explosion, Tyrion's figure fell from the sky and landed firmly on the front of Anastarian.

He looked at the Sun King in front of him, and the golden magic that had wrapped around his body had become thinner, which caused Tyrion to raise his eyebrows. He flashed away from a fierce lava fireball, and his steps were staggered, black figure. As the phantom rushed to Anastarian's eyes, the Sun King roared and raised his magic sword in his hand. A gorgeous flame halo wrapped his body together with his weapon.

The temperature in the land of battle between the two is madly rising. Between each weapon collision, the sparks that bounce out are as hot as the ruptured magma. The royal family of the Sunseeker is not a simple caster, whether it is Anasta King Ryan, or his only son Kael'thas. The Sun Daily, has a very skillful sword technique, with the special magic long sword of the high elves, which allows the mage to have an advantage no matter in long range or in close combat.

The special flame bloodline of the Sun Daily family can allow them to cover their bodies with extreme heat, plus the legendary magic long sword in the hands of the Sun King. In the melee confrontation with Tyraon, he almost never fell, but the mage always They are all masters, and it's not their job to roll up their sleeves and warriors and death knights.

After another collision of the three weapons, in Tyraon’s laughter, the cold power’s erosion of the flame shield has reached its limit, and in the sound of the click, the flame shield of the Sun King was finally Stripped, and the King of Dark Blade stepped forward, the weather in his hand skimmed Anastarian’s wrist, and in an extreme buzz, the body of the Sun King suddenly disappeared, and when he appeared again, he was already standing on the battlefield On the outer ground.

In the happy buzz of Apocalypse, Tyrion turned his head and looked at the gasping Sun King. He saw the pain in the eyes of the Sun King. He said:

"This weapon will not only destroy the body, it will also pierce the soul, and the wounds of the soul cannot be healed, Anastarian, you lost."

Sun King Qiang endured the great mental pain, and the apocalypse tore off a small piece of his soul. Although it was not fatal, the pain of this kind of soul still prevented him from concentrating. The sword propped his body, and he stretched out his hand to cover the wound on his wrist. The wound was frozen, and the cut flesh inside shone with a strange dark green liquid. Obviously, there was some drama attached to the sword. poison.

What's more terrible is that after losing the magical support of the Sunwell and fighting the King of the Dark Blade, the magic in the Sun King's body has almost dried up. In his blood bones, a kind of emptiness that has never existed before And hunger rose slowly.

"Magic addiction! Right?"

Tyrion did not chase after the victory. He stood on the spot and inserted the Embry of the Ashbringer into the scabbard behind him. He looked at the silent Sun King and asked in a low voice:

"You feel the magic addiction, the hunger and thirst crawling in the bone marrow, the innate curse of the high elves, you feel it...well, it seems that I don't need to beat you, After losing the Sunwell, you will be defeated by yourself."

"Come on!"

Anastarian's arms began to tremble. He stared at Tyrion, quietly taking a scroll from the storage ring between his fingers, writing a Sarasian language, and he looked back. A glance of the dark and huge tree of life behind him, after a moment of hesitation, he shouted loudly:

"I heard some stories about you, you always advertise that you will establish a new era... In occasional thinking, I can vaguely see the trail of the dark blade under your command... You did not think of complete extinction Humans, right?"

"No."

Tyrion strolled forward, he said:

"You may not believe it, but I did not have any malice towards you, except this time...you hurt my wife, my most cherished person... my mother died in this land, I can't put the butcher knife right The people she had protected, but I can pour my anger on this land... I will destroy your country, and after the displacement, the high elves will usher in their own judgment."

"Those who are strong enough, hopeful, and persistent can qualify to live!"

Tyrion stood in front of Anastarian. He raised the apocalypse in his hand and looked at the Sun King in front of him:

"Now, do you have any last words to say?"

"boom"

The legendary long sword in the hands of the Sun King was inserted at the foot of Tyrion. He lowered his head and leaned on the trunk behind him in the pain of the magic addiction. He said:

"If you can survive the infernal storm that burned everything, then please replace me, give the flame strike to Kael'thas, and tell him..."

"Tear it"

The scroll in the Sun King's hand was torn apart at this moment, and a burst of fire light jumped out of the scroll. Between the fire lights, Anastarian closed his eyes.

"He is the next...Sun King!"

"boom"

Stored in the scroll, the Infernal Storm, released by the original Sun King Dasremah, was swayed in the flames, and the scorching aperture engulfed the bodies of Tyrion and the Sun King in an instant, and spread around The plants of this place, under the pouring of the most terrifying and terrifying flame magic, all groaned overwhelmed.

In the panic flames, a low voice suddenly sounded:

"No, you can actually hand this sword over to your son."

"And, welcome to take your loyal guards and join the ranks of the forgotten kings...Anastalian. The Sunstrider, you and those ghosts behind you will witness the destruction of Quel'Thalas with your own eyes. It’s an oath I’ve ever made.

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