A'dal was satisfied with Lor'themar's answer, and a bright light illuminated the Holy Light Plaza. He then asked further:
"Lor'themar, for Thrall, are you willing to give up the Sunwell?"
The Sunwell provided magic to the High Elves for seven thousand years, starting from when they landed in Quel'Thalas.
The Elves ' Mana Addiction has never been properly resolved. Night Elves reject magic and try to break free from their Mana Addiction by staying away from it.
The High Elves of Silvermoon City alleviated their Mana Addiction by drawing upon the magic of the Sunwell.
Losing the Sunwell would be a devastating blow to the Blood Elves.
Countless members of the tribe will go mad and become mindless zombies due to the lack of magic.
When Liadrin heard about abandoning the Sunwell, her face turned terribly pale, and she secretly tugged at Lor'themar's sleeve.
Such unreasonable demands must never be agreed to; it would be no different from the extermination of Blood Elves.
Seeing Lor'themar hesitate, A'dal calmly said:
"Only the pure energy of the Sunwell can remove the toxins from Thrall's body, but the Sunwell will be Corruption in the process. What is your choice?"
Prophet Voren'thal was secretly grieved, knowing full well the dire straits the Blood Elves would face without the Sunwell.
A'dal's goal was not the Sunwell, but to completely block any possibility of M'uru's restoration; he did not care about the extinction of the Blood Elves.
It all depends on whether Lor'themar prioritizes the safety of the people of Silvermoon City and whether he is willing to sacrifice everything for the Blood Elves to resurrect Thrall.
Lor'themar remained silent for a long while, then gritted her teeth and said, "I do."
"Are you crazy?" Liadrin couldn't hold back any longer and protested loudly, "Are you going to ruin the future of the Blood Elves?"
Without the Sunwell, high-ranking individuals like Lor'themar and Liadrin can alleviate their Mana Addiction by drawing upon Magic Crystals.
However, Magic Crystals are extremely valuable, and ordinary people simply cannot afford them. Without the Sunwell, where can they find such a cheap and pure source of magic?
Lor'themar turned around, her face ashen, and slapped Liadrin across the face, cursing:
"Fool! To save our great Savior Thrall, we Blood Elves would sacrifice ourselves."
Liadrin froze, covering her face, speechless.
Voren'thal patted Liadrin on the shoulder, comforting her, "The Regent is acting for the future of the Blood Elves; you need to understand."
Liadrin's eyes widened in horror, and she finally gave up her illusions about Lor'themar.
A'dal's orders were relayed, and everyone began preparing to resurrect Thrall.
Liadrin returned to her residence, pondered deeply, and wrote an anonymous letter, which she sent to Tempest Keep through special channels.
At Tempest Keep, Kael'thas received Liadrin's letter and was stunned.
"My God, I can't believe this is true. Lor'themar is actually going to Corruption the Sunwell in order to resurrect Thrall."
After a brief moment's thought, consultant Salarid Reid quickly came to a conclusion:
"If the Sunwell is lost, most of the Blood Elves in Silvermoon City will become Mindless Mana Addiction Sufferers."
Kael'thas exclaimed in horror, "So, the High Elves are extinct?"
Salarid thought for a moment, "Silvermoon City's Magic Crystal reserves can probably sustain two thousand people, which is not enough to satisfy the noble class."
"Silvermoon City, which once boasted a million inhabitants, was reduced to only two thousand. What difference is there between that and annihilation?"
Kael'thas paced anxiously back and forth. "I have to think of a way; we can't just watch Silvermoon City fall."
Robbie and Krasus, having received the news, came to visit Prince Kael'thas.
"The crux of the conflict lies with M'uru." Robbie pointed out the crux of the problem. "A'dal and M'uru have a conflict because, as fellow members of the Army of the Light, the Naaru cannot directly kill M'uru; they can only gradually extinguish M'uru hopes. If M'uru were dead, A'dal wouldn't bother destroying the Sunwell."
Krasus added, "Both the Army of the Light and the Burning Legion have the ability to resurrect Thrall. Their aim is not to destroy the Sunwell, but to target M'uru."
Kael'thas saw a glimmer of hope. "So as long as M'uru dies, the Sunwell can be preserved, right?"
Advisor Salarid said with difficulty, "Unfortunately, M'uru has already transformed into Entropius, and his strength is beyond our ability to contend with."
"How strong is M'uru in his Entropius form?" Kael'thas asked.
Krasus in human form scratched his head. "Conservatively speaking, he's still above Deathwing."
Robbie had a good understanding of Naaru's strength, and after a moment's thought, he said:
"M'uru's ability to attract A'dal's attention suggests that their strengths are likely evenly matched. A'dal's ability to hold Shattrath City in check single-handedly prevents Illidan from making any rash moves."
Kael'thas was frantic, tearing his hair out. "So killing M'uru is unrealistic. No wonder Lor'themar would rather abandon the Sunwell. What should we do?"
Salarid took a deep breath. "Lor'themar is cruel, but it's a choice made out of necessity. It seems the continuation of the Blood Elves depends on our Tempest Keep."
Robbie fell into thought, guessing what was going to happen next, but it was too cruel to Kael'thas.
Krasus was also familiar with history, thought of this and sighed, saying:
"It's not that there's no way out. M'uru has a strong will to live; he definitely doesn't want to die. If we send M'uru to the Sunwell first, and use Sunwell energy to restore him to his Naaru form, then destroying the Sunwell will lose its meaning, Sunwell will be preserved."
"I understand." Kael'thas clenched his fist. "I'll lead my troops to Silvermoon City immediately and inform M'uru of everything."
Robbie and Krasus exchanged a glance, both seeing the worry in each other's eyes. In the end, Robbie explained:
"Prince Highness, have you considered the consequences? The Army of the Light and the Burning Legion are both involved. The situation is extremely complex, and a slight misstep could lead to annihilation."
Kael'thas's attitude was resolute, as if he were facing death. "For the people of Silvermoon City, I can no longer worry about anything else."
Resurrecting Thrall requires not only the Sunwell but also exceptional skill.
Through A'dal's mediation, Mannoroth, who was stationed in Orgrimmar, agreed to provide technical support, and two Eredar Priestess arrived in Silvermoon City under the escort of the Pit Lord Brutallus.
Lor'themar personally went out to greet them. Besides these three, there was also an uninvited guest: the Blue Dragonflight Kalecgos.
In human form, Brutallus is bald and has a loud voice.
"Lord Kil'jaeden is very interested in the magic of the Sunwell. After Thrall was resurrected, the Sunwell became Corruption and is no longer suitable for Blood Elves to draw magic from. Why not turn it into a base for the Burning Legion? With our Burning Legion protecting Silvermoon City, you can rest assured."
The Sunwell was created from a small vial of water from the Well of Eternity, a creation of Elf Well of Eternity race at its peak ten thousand years ago, which the Burning Legion has long coveted.
Lor'themar was overjoyed; with the support of the Burning Legion, his power was further consolidated.
"Lord M'uru is unaware of the plan to resurrect Thrall," Lor'themar said worriedly. "To be honest, I'm very concerned!"
Brutallus grinned. "Leave M'uru to me. I haven't stretched my muscles in a long time; I hope he'll be a worthy opponent."