Transform into Old Gods —this magic extracts the power of the Old Gods from living people, causing them to lose a large amount of water, which is tantamount to killing them.
But what if it were the Scourge Army instead?
Robbie quickly asked Queen Azshara, "What if it's Undead creature?"
Azshara paused slightly, her large eyes blinking rapidly, seemingly gaining a newfound intelligence.
"The power of the Old Gods is multiplying and growing within us. I believe this is a conspiracy, a covert manipulation by the Old Gods. The Undead are unaffected; they are completely unaffected. But the fact that they have summoned 100,000 Undead is a different story."
Robbie thought of the Kingdom of Lordaeron and the million- Undead Scourge, and couldn't help but sigh.
Queen Azshara wrote the Transform into Old Gods in a magic book and gave it to Robbie.
The Queen seemed sleepy; a strand of her white hair hung down, making her appear listless. She yawned rudely in front of them and waved her hand, saying, "You may leave now."
In the blink of an eye, Robbie, Illidan, and Xavius were already standing at the Royal Palace gates. Queen Azshara's control over magic was so absolute that she seemed omnipotent.
Illidan and Xavius were deeply moved, never imagining that magic could be used in such a way.
Only after witnessing Queen Azshara's magic firsthand did they truly understand its wondrous and mysterious power.
In the days that followed, Illidan and Xavius stayed in Azshara, studying magic far and wide. There was so much knowledge for them to learn, and the two of them were incredibly eager to absorb it, their strength increasing almost every day.
Robbie, meanwhile, was engrossed in studying the twenty-seventh Holy Light Rune bestowed upon him by the Queen.
After careful verification, Robbie was surprised to discover that the Rune was a spell, an incredibly powerful Holy Light spell: Redemption.
Redemption can bring the dead back to life; as long as the soul can be found, even if only bones remain, the dead can be resurrected.
This spell requires a massive amount of Power of the Holy Light, which is related to the integrity of the body. The more severe the injury to the body, the more Power of the Holy Light is consumed. Although it is just a Rune, it is all-encompassing and extremely complex.
Robbie only studied it for a few days before he started to get a headache. Fortunately, the Queen took Robbie's difficulties into consideration and arranged a research group to help Robbie study the Rune.
With the help of several Elite Mages in Azshara, the structure and principles of the Runes were successfully analyzed in less than half a month, making the spell casting much easier.
This is the wisdom of the masses; when the wisdom of many people is combined, a qualitative leap will occur.
The study of magic is just like this: no matter how smart or talented an individual is, they cannot compare to the combined wisdom of many. Robbie then wondered what would happen if the twenty-seventh Runes of the Dead were used in conjunction with the Holy Light Rune.
Research has found that the twenty-seventh death Rune is also a form of healing magic. However, unlike other runes, the death Rune kills the source of disease within the body, causing significant damage. It's possible that the disease is eliminated, but the person dies as well.
If the two Runes are used together, they will destroy the original body and give birth to a new one within it. The Mages of Azshara call this Metamorphosis.
A magic capable of Metamorphosis into new life.
Using the twenty-seventh Holy Light Rune alone would consume too much Holy Light; probably only Naaru could complete this spell. However, combining the Runes of the Dead and the Holy Light Rune greatly reduces the consumption of Holy Light.
After numerous experiments and explorations, and with the help of many Elite mages in Azshara, Robbie continuously improved his spellcasting techniques and reduced the consumption of Holy Light, finally completing his first spellcasting.
A lively and healthy little mouse successfully Metamorphosis from a charred mouse carcass.
During this period, Illidan and Xavius made rapid progress.
Thanks to his exceptional talent and diligent study, Xavius quickly distinguished himself among the Highborne. His formidable strength and outstanding understanding of magic earned him the respect of the people, and his status rose steadily until he became almost the leader of the Highborne, second only to Queen Azshara.
Illidan was even more remarkable; the Highborne described him as Queen Azshara's successor.
Aside from not being as insane as Queen Azshara, who disregarded everything for magic, such as risking a split personality to create thirty-two brains, Illidan's talent and aptitude were no less than Queen Azshara's.
The magic of Magic City of Azshara, is divided into three directions: the Arcane energy of the Well of Eternity, the Shadow Magic of the Void, and the Fel energy of the Legion, and these three energies can be converted into each other.
In addition, he has some knowledge of nature and life magic, but unfortunately he has not studied Holy Light.
On this day, a layer of dark, gray clouds shrouded the sky above Azshara.
Summoned by Queen Azshara, Robbie and his companions entered the Royal Palace, where they found almost all of Azshara's most prominent nobles present. The hall was deathly silent, the atmosphere somber and oppressive.
The throne still held the flawless phantom of Queen Azshara, her exquisite beauty radiating an imposing majesty, her voice echoing throughout the Royal Palace:
"The Burning Legion is coming. It's that greedy Archimonde. We must be prepared to welcome them. We cannot be impolite, nor can we allow the Legion to look down on Azeroth."
To the north of the Azshara City, the Highborne built a Portal.
Given Azshara's magical abilities, summoning Archimonde and bringing the Burning Legion into the world wouldn't be too difficult.
Robbie realized that the reason for building a Portal was to seize control of the right to enter Azeroth, and that the control of this portal must be in the hands of the Night Elves.
On the day the Portal opened, Queen Azshara led her Highborne guard to Portal. As the Portal roared open, the other side of the world was clearly visible, a land filled with Lava and burning Flames.
Hundreds upon hundreds of the Burning Legion warriors, their faces contorted in grotesque fury and clad in armor, swarmed like locusts. Some were enveloped in a ball of intensely burning green Flames, while others had grotesque faces and enormous demonic horns.
The Legion's soldiers gazed greedily at the world. Before the Legion stood a colossal figure, Archimonde's Adjutant, the Pit Lord Mannoroth, his mouth and nose spewing Fel as he watched the Highborne with predatory eyes.
The Highborne and the Burning Legion faced each other across Portal.
Queen Azshara nodded, and Xavius stepped out from the ranks. He stood before the Portal. The Night Elves were tall, but not as imposing as the Burning Legion soldiers.
Especially the Pit Lord Magros, who was as large as a small mountain, looked down at this unfamiliar Elf with disdain.
Xavius remained unfazed. He lowered his head and silently chanted an incantation, and three energy orbs appeared in his hand, representing Arcane, Fel, and shadow magic respectively.
Purple, green, and black spheres spun in Xavius's hand. Magloss, who had initially looked disdainful, immediately became serious, his small eyes cautiously watching Xavius.
Then, Xavius's fingers began to close, and the three spheres gradually merged together.
Once they merged into a sphere, Xavius gently pushed it forward.
The sphere disappeared, and a black hole the size of a basketball appeared in the sky, with perfectly smooth edges, through which one could see the dazzling starry sky.
A magic capable of piercing through space— Mannoroth, Archimonde's Adjutant had fought in countless worlds, was a man of great experience. He recognized the magic and said in a trembling voice:
"This is the Twilight of the Worlds."