Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

"What happened?"

"No, there's something wrong with the sunwell!"

Dozens of high elven archmages closest to the core of Quel'Danas woke up from deep meditation.

Sensing the sudden change in the pure arcane energy of order in the Sunwell, they rushed out of their respective mage towers in shock almost instantly.

It’s no wonder that they are so nervous now. This is wartime, and even if there is any problem in the Sunwell, the consequences will be unpredictable!

"Darkan, you, what on earth are you doing!"

The first few high elves and senior mages who rushed into the Sunwell building looked at Darkan, who was standing in front of the Sunwell with his back to them, and shouted angrily.

The reason why these elders of elf mages, who have lived for more than thousands of years, are so angry is because they discovered that behind the elf traitor Darkan, there should have been a light blue light filled with order and mysterious magical energy.

The Sunwell has gradually begun to take on a dirty dark green color.

Moreover, this ominous and depraved color was quickly assimilating the pure light blue part of the Sunwell at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye. In the short time they were talking, this dark green filth was

The energy has polluted nearly one-third of the magic energy in the Sun Well.

The situation that these pointed-eared mages least expected to encounter finally happened!

Seeing Darkan in front of him, he ignored his calls, and the current situation in the Sunwell was so critical.

These high wizards looked at each other and unanimously decided to use force to intervene.

Although they could not use real high-level spells that required chanting and casting in a short period of time, under the influence of the surging spiritual power of these high elf archmages, the elemental power of thunder, lightning and fire began to gather in their hands.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Dozens of light blue lightning chains and red scorching flame rays cut through the air arrogantly, crossing the space gap, and fiercely shot towards Darkan.

However, their counterattack was too late!

When those attacks were about to hit the elven traitors, the tainted dark green energy well water in the sunwell suddenly splashed up and turned into a translucent evil energy shield, protecting Darkan from these attacks.

All blocked.

"It's useless, my countrymen!"

Darkan turned around suddenly, revealing under his black robe the extremely ferocious and ugly face that had been corroded by the strong evil energy, causing the hearts of all the high elf archmages present to tremble.

"It's too late!"

"Join me in welcoming your great Majesty to come!"

With a strange tone and a twisted spiritual power, this traitor with pointed ears spoke in an extremely fanatical voice.

"Long live the Lich King, may the natural disaster be eternal!"

"bump!"

As soon as he finished speaking, in the sunwell behind him, the power of evil energy finally swallowed up all the pure magic energy.

Endless evil energy, as if it had its own life, suddenly rose up and poured out. The first one swallowed up Darkan, who had betrayed his own race and was already in a semi-crazy state. Then, those faces

Miserable, the other high elf archmages who have not yet come are rushing to escape here...

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At the same time, the core of the High Elf Kingdom finally fell under the Lich King's conspiracy.

All the high elves looked in shock and panic.

That layer in the sky of Silver Moon City, which was supposed to be indestructible, and protected them as stable as Helga's holy mountain when surrounded by tens of millions of natural disasters, collapsed in an instant.

Countless cold-toned light blue spots of magic energy melted into the void.

All the high elven congressmen who were originally aloof and maintained their calm demeanor even when tens of millions of natural disasters invaded. The high elf councilors who were centrally commanding in the Silver Moon Parliament immediately sensed the collapse of the Yongsong shield from the outside world.

At this moment, their expressions completely changed.

"No! Impossible!"

"Our shield, the Yongsong rune shield is broken!"

"Must be the Sunwell on Quel'Thalas."

"There's something wrong with the sunwell!"

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The entire parliament hall was in panic. All the members stood up and talked to each other in panic.

"Quiet, my subjects!"

King Anastarian Sunstrider was, after all, a wise leader who once led the high elves to defeat the troll empire. At this time, he was the first to come back to his senses after the shock.

"We still have the tens of meters high city wall of Silver Moon City, and we also have countless powerful rangers and mages."

The king's serious voice, amplified by magical power, echoed throughout the parliament hall.

"All elf councilors, I hope you will cooperate with the ranger generals to resist the invasion of the undead."

"We are not powerless to fight back!"

As if they had found their backbone, under the king's order, these high elven rulers, who had been corrupted by the comfortable life for countless years, finally found a trace of the bravery and decisiveness they had during the war with the trolls.

They all calmed down and bowed respectfully to the Elf King.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Seeing that his subordinates had regained their composure, King Anastarian nodded with satisfaction in his heart.

Then, he turned his gaze to the lower left side of his throne.

"Kael'thas, and High Councilor Krasus!"

In the majestic voice of the king, the elf prince and the high elf councilor in the form of a red dragon walked from their seats to the center of the parliament, listening to the king's orders.

"You take a team of spellbreakers and royal mages and head to Quel'Danas Island."

"I, need to know the true image there!"

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For a time, with the restoration of the Council of Silvermoon City in the High Elf Kingdom, this great city, which had gathered tens of millions of people from the High Elf clan, once again returned to normal operations from the panic.

Although the Yongsong Rune Great Shield was gone, the light of other magical protective barriers that countless high elf mages had temporarily begun to arrange began to shine with brilliant colors one after another throughout Silver Moon City.

To be honest, if enough time is given to prepare, Silvermoon City, which gathers the power of all the high elves' casters and has no shortage of relevant magic technology, might not be able to build a castle in a short period of time that is comparable to the old alliance.

The high city magic shield of Lordaeron's defensive barrier.

However, the Lich King Ner'zhul finally used his internal agents to dismantle the Great Shield of Eversong. How could he still give Silvermoon City enough time?

This time, the Scourge Legion finally used its real main force.

"Woo!" "Woo!" "Woo!"

The majestic and tragic bone horn was blown by hundreds of huge abominable corpse monsters in the central camp of the Scourge Legion in Yongsong Forest.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

Hundreds of elite skeleton warriors were restrained into huge bone balls and rolled into the huge natural disaster catapult. Amidst the roaring wind, they directly crossed the towering Silver Moon City wall.

"Follow my will!"

"Attack!"

The words of the Lich King resounded passionately in the soul fire of all the undead.

"Let the high elves return to the kingdom of death, and join us in sublimation and eternity!"

In the sky and on the ground, countless skeletons formed an army of natural disasters. Inspired by the spiritual will of the Lich King Ner'zhul, they followed the archlich and the high-level death knights to form a boundless wave of death, starting from the Eversong Forest.

Spreading out, rushing towards Silver Moon City...