"I guess the kings must be angrily scolding us for being alone and sitting back and watching the disaster happen without doing anything. They will even call us "cowards" and curse every Dalaran spellcaster to die miserably from the bite of the devil.
All because when they needed it most, the city of mage who was supposed to help them chose the most shameless way of "closing itself off"."
A tired voice sounded from the Violet Citadel terrace in the City of Mage, somewhat with a hint of self-mockery.
The leader of Kirin Tor and Council of Six, the nominal city lord and ruler of Dalaran, Antonidas, wearing a classic Grand Magus robe, leaned on his staff and looked at Lake Lordamere in the north.
There is a noble castle named "Fenris Keep" in the center of Northern Borderlands's largest lake, and on the other side is Tirisfal Glades where Lordaeron City is located.
In peacetime, leisure people often take small boats and go boating on the calm lake, and the soldiers and military nobles of Fenris Keep often hold picnics to exchange supplies with the farmers on the lakeside.
Every year during Midsummer Festival, a huge scarecrow is burned there to pray for blessings, and many magicians also attend.
But now, those peaceful days of the past are gone.
Antonidas, who has an exaggerated but majestic long white beard, can clearly see that Lordaeron City in the distance has been covered by Fel's clouds, and the area around the city is From time to time, a Hellfire meteorite would fall. He still didn't know what the situation was like in the royal city. The Fenris castle had fallen two days ago, and a group of devil worshipers had opened a portal there.
A large number of Demon Guard drove the hellhounds and rushed into the island.
No soldiers escaped, even though their commanders kept firing flares to call for mages for support.
The thick Violet Barrier seals the inside and outside of Dalaran, just like the purple eggshell dividing this area into two worlds.
The mages made a very hasty decision to open the barrier. They didn't even have time to connect civilians from the towns around the city-state into the city. This also directly resulted in the external towns having to rely on the protection of mages who had not returned to the city.
The good news is that the Dalaran city-state protects its property very well. It has arranged golems near farms and towns. These golems withstood the swarm of lower-level demons and bought time for civilians to escape their homes.
The bad news is that with wars raging everywhere in Northern Borderlands, civilians have no idea where to flee.
In the end, they could only go to Silverpine Forest's Ambermill Castle and Pyrewood Village under the leadership of several Grand Magus to temporarily avoid the devil's pursuit, because they could tell from the firelight rising from the south that Southshore and Tarren Mill were finished, and running there would only be seeking death.
All this happened under the eyes of the Grand Maguss in Antonidas and Dalaran cities.
They seem to be so callous that they allow all this to happen, just to protect themselves when disaster strikes.
But is it true?
"Master Antonidas, the letter has been placed in the trash according to your instructions. I checked and found that the letter has disappeared, which may mean that the mysterious Loa acted as the messenger."
Grand Magus Ansirem Runeweaver walked quickly onto the terrace.
He wears the Violet Eye emblem of Council of Six on his chest, which means that he is a member of the distinguished Council of Six.
But in fact, before last night, Ansrem was only a high-ranking member of Kirin Tor. He became a member of Council of Six purely because the previous mage leader, Master Delandon, died on the night of Greater Demon's invasion, and Delandon's successor died last night in the operation to suppress Fel Rift.
Not only Ansrem, but also Prince Kael'thas Sunstrider, who is currently the new replacement for Council of Six, inherited this important position for the same reason.
In the past two days, Dalaran lost seventeen Grand Magus. They paid the price of their own City of Magic being razed to the ground, and finally suppressed the terrifying "Fel Well" that opened in the center of the city.
From the current position of Antonidas, you can clearly see the "dark green eyes" of Fel Rift.
It extends from the ground to the sky at least nearly a hundred meters high. Once the Fel Well of this size is released, it can completely allow Greater Demon to enter and exit freely, and it can pass through a demon Burning Legion that is enough to flatten Northern Borderlands in a matter of minutes.
And you might as well take a guess, which Greater Demon is opposite the suppressed Fel Well at this time?
"Sad little city! I'm curious, how on earth do you escape the wrath of Destroyer?!"
The roar of the Conqueror Kil'jaeden's top general Mannoroth sounded from the cracks, echoing like muffled thunder over the ruins of the entire city.
Along with the roar came the gushing fire of Fel, and the suppressed crack became unstable again. At this time, Kael'thas, Vargoth and Ur Grand Magus who were guarding the square took action immediately.
They led their respective followers to use the treasure of the Mage City, the giant magic crystal named "Eye of Dalaran" as energy, to continuously strengthen and suppress the Fel Rift.
During this process, lower casters kept falling due to exhaustion, or were unlucky enough to be picked up by Fel. Fortunately, Dalaran was not only the city of mages, but also Priest gathered here. The first aid technicians in the city immediately rushed forward to take the injured away and send them to a safe area for first aid.
Except for Grand Magus who is casting a spell to suppress Fel Well, the upper and lower floors of Violet Citadel where Antonidas is located are all exhausted spellcasters.
They have been suppressing this destruction rift for forty-eight hours.
The entire Northern Borderlands has not yet been destroyed by Destroyer and its demons. Those kings and their people who still have a chance to save themselves should be grateful for the sacrifice of Dalaran.
Having said this, it is self-evident why mages turned on Violet Barrier when demons invaded.
They are not selfish and want to be alone, nor are they so indifferent as to sit back and watch their fellow citizens sacrifice.
They were just afraid that if they failed, the demons would massacre the entire Northern Borderlands, so they adjusted Violet Barrier to fully closed mode to trap the demons that kept rushing out of the small cracks.
Two days are enough for the golems and battle mages in the city to eliminate the demons here, but how to deal with Fel Well is still a headache.
"Those damn devil worshipers."
Grand Magus Ansrem cursed:
"I really don't know what means they used to connect this Fel Well with the underground Ley Node. This is not like advanced knowledge that cultists can master. Moreover, those black dragons that appeared inexplicably on the night before are also a problem. When did Northern Borderlands have so many black dragons active?"
"There is no need to say this now, Ansrem, we must wait until support arrives."
Antonidas Grand Magus was now a middle-aged man in the prime of life. Although he was tired, he was still determined and said in a hoarse voice:
"Through Ms. Eldragosa, we have informed Blue Dragonflight about what happened at Dalaran. I firmly believe that Magic Guardian will never turn a blind eye to the situation here.
Blue Dragons will definitely come!
We must persist until then, and after solving the hidden dangers of Dalaran, we must muster our strength to rescue our compatriots!
We must hold on."
"Having said that, Master."
Ansrem looked around and whispered:
"On the night the demons invaded, at least one-tenth of the mages in the city embraced Burning Legion. I had only heard elves ridicule Dalaran's corruption before, thinking it was a slander with pointed ears, but this time the situation was really shocking.
There are at least fifty hidden demons in our city!
It was precisely because of their attacks that we initially ignored one thing and the other. Many of them even enjoy prestige in the city, which is enough to prove that the demons have been targeting us a long time ago, but we turned a blind eye to it.
Do you still remember Dalaran's harsh comments about us when we invited Medivh to return?
I feel now that Medivh. may be right.
This filthy City of Magic should no longer exist."
Antonidas didn't answer, but his fingers holding the staff were so hard that veins stretched out at this moment.
As a very responsible mage leader, he believes that he bears unshirkable responsibility for the disaster in the city before him.
At this moment, he thought of Nathalas Magic Academy, which was also a holy place for spellcasters but was hidden under the surface of the world, and how his stern principal, Alya Blue Moon, taught these students.
Mages should be more pure. The desire for power will turn a genius into a mediocre person.
Perhaps, if Dalaran can survive this disaster, human spellcasters like them will also have to learn a lesson.
"Bang"
A muffled sound suddenly sounded over Dalaran, like a heavy object bombarding Violet Barrier. Antonidas and Grand Magus Ansrem looked up, and then saw a black crack spreading like broken glass on the powerful barrier.
This should mean that the barrier was attacked, but it did not trigger any counterattack.
"That is."
Grand Magus Ansrem had never seen this situation before. He clenched his staff and looked at his leader, only to see a smile on Antonidas's haggard face.
"Reinforcements are coming!"
The leader of Council of Six said happily:
"That was the great spell caster dismantling Violet Barrier's spell model. It was not a malicious attack, so it did not trigger a counterattack from the barrier. This level of spell casting must be that of Blue Dragonflight."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a black hole open above the barrier, and then several familiar guys "jumped" in from the outside.
"Antonidas! Are you crazy? Why did you open the barrier to God! A Fel Well! No wonder you did this. The outside world has wrongly blamed you, and I have wrongly blamed you."
Old Lich Meryl Winterstorm flashed over.
The first half of the sentence was still a scolding, but the second half turned into a compliment. It can be called the top face-changing performance of the "Master of Yanyi".
Next to old Lich were Draenei Arcane Mage Lelan and her companion Eredath, but behind them both were carrying a layer-sealed weapon box with super It has been suppressed by seven Arcane seals and even locked on the outside with a thick Adamantite chain. This "security condition" is comparable to the scene where the archbishop transported the "demagogic Demon Sword" Ashbringer.
But in addition to the old Lich trio, there was also a mysterious person who came with them.
She covered her whole body with a black crow cloak, but it was of no use because the full Arcane Magic staff in her hand was completely Dalaran Grand Magus.
Oh, isn't this Mr. Aluneth?
Why do you come back at such a critical time? Why don't you quickly unleash your uncontrollable madness and kill Greater Demon on the other side of the rift?
"Aegwynn?"
Antonidas exclaimed:
"Why are you here? Wait, what's with the pendant on your chest? Why do I feel it?"
"Shut up!"
Aegwynn scolded in a cold tone,
She felt something was going on here at Dalaran, so she interrupted her "enemy-seeking trip" and ran over. As a result, she met old Lich and two Draenei on the way, so she brought them in with her.
"I'll handle this Fel Well, you guys prepare."
Star Soul Spokesperson looked at Dalaran, which was in ruins. She could tell what the mages here had experienced in the past two days just from the severity of the situation.
This made Aegwynn's tone become a little gentler.
She waved her hand and said:
"After sealing Fel Rift for a while, I will send the city and its people to the sea within the Stormwind Kingdom. Then you can talk about resting."
"Are you kidding me?"
Grand Magus Ansrem exclaimed:
"Even if you are the former Guardian, you cannot move a city."
"Shut up."
Old Lich hit Ansrem on the head with his staff. He stared at Antonidas and said coldly:
"Follow Aegwynn's instructions."
"Wait."
Just when Star Soul Guardian rolled up her sleeves and was about to fuck that Fel Rift, Antonidas stopped her, and the haggard Grand Magus whispered:
"How many people can you transport at one time? I mean on the foundation of Dalaran, the number of people this city can carry does not exceed your casting limit.
You see, the residents of Lordaeron City are in urgent need of relocation. If possible, we can take them and leave with the nearby residents who have nowhere to hide."
Aegwynn looked at Antonidas up and down. At this moment, she had a new understanding of this guy who had been evaluated as "pedantic and ignorant of flexibility" in the past. After a brief thought, Aegwynn said:
"About 150,000 people. It's not that there are too many to deliver, but using space tear in that case is likely to cause damage to the continental shelf, and you have to be quick. The mission I undertake is very important, and I don't have much time to waste on this kind of thing."
"Please close that Fel Well. Grand Magus and I will go to Lordaeron City immediately to meet King Terenas."
Antonidas is very decisive.
After obtaining consent, Violet Citadel rang the bell to summon the mages.
Kael'thas, who was suppressing Fel Rift, raised his head and saw a raven flapping its wings and leisurely falling down and transforming into the figure of the guardian Aegwynn. As a long-lived elf, he had seen Aegwynn before.
Just as he was about to say hello, he saw Aegwynn pull out a demon-style staff with his backhand that made his hair stand on end.
"Little Kael'thas, take your fiancee and step back, and go and rest quickly. If you continue to be so tired, you may trigger Magic Addiction."
Aegwynn's voice sounded from under the crow's hood, saying:
"I'm closing this Fel Well here. The next movement may be a bit loud."
"But the opposite is a powerful Greater Demon, which is no ordinary demigod."
Kael'thas, who has been insisting on suppressing the cracks here, reminded:
"Is it dangerous for you to be alone?"
"Danger?"
Aegwynn laughed.
She raised her hand and destroyed the suppression technique maintained by Grand Magus amidst Aluneth's strange cry of "Awesome Aegwynn smash the idiot Greater Demon". When Fel surged into a crack, the former guardian looked back at Kael'thas. The golden pendant Gleam on her chest was wearing a strange Arc Light.
The moment Destroyer triumphantly stepped into Dalaran, Aegwynn waved his staff and hit the "Arcane Haymaker" mixed with World Power hard on the area where the space connection between Fel Rift and Material World was weakest.
Amid Mannoroth's frightened and angry roar, Fel Well, which had troubled Dalaran Grand Magus for two whole days, was like the most brilliant fireworks in the explosion of energy collision. It collapsed quickly, and Fel Well, which was destroyed by violence, slid across Destroyer's body like the sharpest knife, smashing a ferocious devil horn and most of its claws in front of Grand Magus's eyes.
This miraculous scene made everyone around Grand Magus look dumbfounded.
Aegwynn shrugged in the strong wind mixed with Fel and Arcane. She stood up and transformed into a raven and took off again. She joked to Kael'thas in the wind:
"I belong to Invincible in this world now! Do you want this kind of power? If so, behave decently in the next war!
"Salvation Army Candidate"Kael'thas Sunstrider.
Go for it!
Gather those in need of help on this ruins, and in six hours, I will send you to the other side of the continent."
"Isn't this too exaggerated?"
On the terrace of Violet Citadel, Arcane Mage Lelan opened his mouth in shock.
The Eredath next to her was not much better. The technical content of Aegwynn's "lightweight" hit just now was at least as high as a ten-story building, which was hard for the two Draenei to accept for a while.
"Is she really just a demigod?"
Eredath leaned on the Blessing staff and whispered:
"Why do I feel that this lady's change of attitude is no different from "Lesser God"."
"Don't feel it, she just is."
Old Lich Meryl Winterstorm sighed and said:
"Aegwynn is no longer the Aegwynn she used to be. Although she tried her best to pretend, as an old friend for many years, I felt it when I saw her. Under that layer of disguise, she became something like her poor son.
A more magnificent life!
For her now, power is just something within easy reach, and she has to shoulder a mission that is still difficult for us to understand.
But one thing is for sure, Aegwynn is still on our side.
In other words, we stand on the side she chooses.
It's really a blessing."
"She reminds me of Diakum Uncle before Shattrath City that day."
Lelan frowned and whispered:
"Diakum Uncle went too far in the light, so it lost its shape and only had its outline. But Lady Aegwynn is more alive, but this city."
As a Arcane Mage, Lelan looked at the Dalaran that was in ruins with great pity. She had visited this City of Magic before.
She said:
"Dalaran needs to be rebuilt."
"Humph, this city should have been rebuilt long ago!"
In response to this, old Lich sneered and said:
"I have long said that the fallen Dalaran should be reborn in the sky fire. Now that it has been destroyed by disaster, it has completed its bathing in fire. As for whether it can be reborn. Oh, I am cautiously optimistic about this.
Come on, let's go and help bring those in need.
Lelan, your Titan Lord Rune will be of great use in the future, I need you to use it to maintain a stable portal."
"No problem, Master Meryl, I have several runes here, which are more than enough to support ten portals, and I have long wanted to try the super magic and copying skills that Warlord Margok taught me.
But then again, do we really want to bring that sword to Marshal Lothar?
You know, there are some, uh, more "supernatural" things in that sword, will it scare him?"