I had only written half of the first chapter when a buddy who was heading home on October 1 dragged me off to play Dota 2. He kept pestering me until I couldn't stand it. With him refusing to let up, I couldn't write anyway, so in the end I gave in and played with him. Don't worry, there will definitely be six updates today. I'll get them done even if it kills me.
Of course, Rex would never let Kael'thas use the Arcane Tower. That would be like firing a cannon at a mosquito-a complete waste.
The Arcane Tower dealt magical damage. Its attack remained tightly concentrated at a single point. When it struck an enemy, it did not explode like a shell, scattering fragments in every direction and causing widespread damage. It was devastating against individual targets, but lacked the ability to inflict damage over a large area.
If a tenth of the power could kill the target, why expend full power every time?
At Rex's command, the Eighth Tier mages began gathering. Long-haired High Elf mages in robes hurried to the Arcane Tower, protected by several warriors in front of them. Compared with human mages, High Elf mages had an advantage: their reserves of magic were generally greater. Their long lives had not been spent in vain.
The azure crystal atop the Arcane Tower began to glow, and streams of magical energy gathered around it. When the accumulated magic finally reached its limit, the brilliant azure crystal suddenly erupted. Something like a bolt of lightning shot out, flashing out of sight in an instant. The High Elf mage standing beside the Arcane Tower turned deathly pale and swayed, barely able to remain upright. A nearby warrior immediately caught the mage and helped them away.
Rex watched it