The Sunwell and Magic Addiction

Standing in the circular, spacious hall, gazing at the golden well water before him, Hu Feng could clearly feel the immense energy emanating from it.

The Sunwell, the High Elves' source of magic, their new holy land.

This new well of magic originated from a bottle of water from the Well of Eternity. On the eve of the Great Sundering, it wasn't just Illidan who secretly took a few bottles; Dath'Remar did the same.

Dath'Remar was more cautious, only smuggling one bottle. As for that wild young man Illidan, who knows how many bottles he packed.

Now imprisoned, Illidan insists the one from Mount Hyjal was the last, and Tyrande and Maiev can do nothing about it.

"Dath'Remar, using the Sunwell like this will cause mana addiction. This isn't the original Well of Eternity. The current Sunwell is at best a flawed imitation, with great defects and drawbacks."

Dath'Remar chuckled bitterly and nodded.

"I understand, and the symptoms of mana addiction have already begun to appear. But there's no other way. This is our only existing method of obtaining mana, unless..."

At this point, Dath'Remar looked hopefully at the Titan Divine Lord, who immediately understood his meaning and then shook his head.

"You want me to modify the Sunwell into a mana network connection system like the Nightwell, directly linked to my divine realm planet, right? It's not that I don't want to, but I can't. Suramar's mana network is completely fused and connected with my divine realm. You can imagine it as an independent space... So unless Silvermoon City is raised into the sky like Suramar, the land of Quel'Thalas will be crystallized by arcane energy piece by piece, leaving nothing alive. All plants and buildings will turn into arcane crystals."

Dath'Remar sighed and nodded.

The Titan Divine Lord would not permanently reside in Quel'Thalas, and raising the entire Silvermoon City into the sky was even more unrealistic. After all, Silvermoon City's situation was completely different from Suramar's. The former was the core capital of Quel'Thalas, while Suramar was a satellite city revolving around the World Tree.

"However..." Hu Feng pondered for a moment and continued. "Unless the High Elves return to the continent of Kalimdor, the only thing that can be done now is to alleviate the effects of mana addiction. I can suppress this negative effect, but I cannot eradicate it, just like the mana addiction caused by the Well of Eternity. Similarly, unless the Sunwell is destroyed and the mana network is rebuilt, there is no way to eliminate it."

Dath'Remar was somewhat disappointed but quickly composed himself.

Although mana addiction could not be eradicated, it could at least be alleviated and suppressed, which was a qualitative improvement.

In the following time, Boss Hu modified the Sunwell while waiting for the arrival of the human main forces.

His Nightborne subordinates, however, had a much more miserable time, being snatched up by the old fellows in Silvermoon City like precious animals.

The Nightborne's all-encompassing arcane symbiotic form drove these old High Elf scholars mad. Their desire for exploration and knowledge of the unknown, as former court mages of the Queen, was terrifyingly strong. If not for the strict prohibition from the Titan Divine Lord, these old guys would probably have even considered capturing a few Nightborne to dissect and study.

In his free time, Hu Feng had had enough of Dath'Remar's constant banquets, with small feasts every three days and large ones every five days.

Although the High Elves' skin had turned white and their eyes green, their luxurious style, inherited from the Highborne, had not changed at all; they all loved to hold banquets and enjoy themselves.

However, these banquets were not without their rewards. At least Boss Hu made a new friend during a banquet.

Alleria Windrunner.

This young High Elf ranger-general had only recently taken up her post, tasked with guarding and patrolling Eversong Woods. This ranger force was very similar to Tyrande's Moon God Sentinels among the Night Elves, and their functions were the same.

Speaking of the Windrunner family, this matriarchal family had a sufficiently long history and an extremely unique style of conduct.

They were the only sentinel force willing to interact with the Highborne back then, and they did not harbor any aversion to Arcane magic.

The Highborne quickly accepted the Windrunner family, while other sentinel forces grew distant from them.

Later, the Windrunner Rangers followed the court mage corps into the capital, Eldorei, also mastering Arcane energy. The enchanted Windrunner Rangers then took on the duties of court mage escorts and scouts.

When the court mages chose self-exile, the Windrunner family followed them and left as well.

Developing to the present day, the Windrunner family has become another major power in Quel'Thalas, holding a separate authority from the High Elf mages, guarding their new homeland for generations.

Of course, although they were described as having separate authorities, that was merely a descriptive term for High Elf society. They still obeyed the orders of Sun King Dath'Remar.

Alleria was also quite impatient with the boring banquets, but under the Sun King's orders, the ranger had no choice but to take off her light armor, change into a long dress, and attend this meaningless chatty gathering.

Then she saw the extremely famous Titan Divine Lord, Sarodar.

Every High Elf knew exactly how the Divine Lord descended and how he led the Highborne to defeat the dark evil god Sargeras. This was their first mandatory history lesson.

Hu Feng was also very interested in this female ranger.

After all, after getting used to the beauty of Night Elves, suddenly seeing a High Elf beauty with a completely different style was quite exotic.

Wait a minute... When did I become an elf enthusiast... A while ago in Stromgarde, I didn't have these thoughts when I saw human beauties...

Hmm... Perhaps it's because humans are still in a relatively primitive and young stage, and women don't know how to dress themselves.

Looking at those robust, strong lumberjack-like women, their arms and legs were almost twice as thick as his own. He couldn't afford to provoke them; he was afraid of being broken by them.

As for this harem issue... Boss Hu felt there was no need to be so hypocritical.

He was, to put it bluntly, an ordinary person wearing the guise of a deity, with various desires and longings in his heart, completely unlike the Pantheon deities of absolute order and justice.

So, why should he suddenly become a saint after gaining power, becoming a so-called higher being completely detached from his original demeanor?

As a human at heart, liking beautiful women is natural. Boss Hu didn't think he was wrong.

Moreover, since he was wearing the identity of a Titan deity, he had privileges. Not utilizing them properly would make him a scumbag, a hypocrite.

So, to hell with any so-called divine dignity!

He was himself, acting according to his own wishes and preferences, that was the true him.

He might still be a bit of a loser, but he was now an invincible loser.

Once your power is enough to crush everyone, then you are correct, always correct.

Well... Boss Hu, having successfully convinced himself, felt quite pleased.

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