"What's going on?" Aaron looked at the surrounding environment blankly. He was in Quel'Danas just now, but now he has returned to Silvermoon City. Except for him, most High Elf had the same reaction. They were suddenly teleported back for some reason. Could it be that Anasterian finally decided to give up on Quel'Danas?
On the other hand, those Archmages all looked relieved. Just now they wanted to escape from Quel'Danas, and the fact that they were teleported back to Silvermoon City made them all relax. The only thing that puzzled them was that just now Anasterian clearly used his own power and the energy provided by Sunwell to release a spell that was no less than their combined strength. After that, he still had enough energy to send all High Elf back to Silvermoon City? How scary is that old guy?
Thinking of this, Archmage people want to see Anasterian's current status. If Sun King still looks calm and calm, they must seriously consider asking Sunstrider royal family has transferred more interests. They absolutely do not want to provoke such a powerful existence. If they cannot show their goodwill in time, Anasterian may settle with them one by one.
However, Archmage failed to see the existence of Anasterian. Other elves who noticed their intentions also began to search for the king, but in the end found nothing. This made everyone present show uneasy expressions, and the joy of resolving the enemy that besieged Quel'Danas was cast a shadow.
At this moment, Anasterian's voice came to everyone's ears. "Devils, don't you want Sunwell? Now, you can't get anything!"
"What?" Recalling Anasterian's determined attitude before, Aaron had a bad premonition in his heart. He hurriedly summoned it, got as close as possible to the barrier covering Silvermoon City, and looked in the direction of Quel'Danas.
The small island was shrouded in a layer of blue-purple light, and the source of this light was a Arcane creature that looked like an elemental creature, while a Pit Lord, several meters tall, was confronting it. Judging from the position of Pit Lord and the mottled bloodstains on his body, this guy was probably summoned by Scourge and suffered a big explosion before he could enter the battlefield.
"That... is Anasterian?" Aaron couldn't understand how Anasterian became like that, but he heard Xal'atath sigh, "This old man is really cruel to me."
"How do you say this?"
"He forcibly transformed himself into Arcane life, and connected himself with Sunwell. Before his soul completely failed, he was Sunwell." Xal'atath kindly After explaining to Aaron, he added, "By the way, that person asked me to tell you that she got inspiration from Anasterian. Do you want to become a Holy Light creature? Don't worry, it is the kind that can live forever."
Aaron thought about the sight of himself turning into a ball of golden Holy Light elements, and shook his head. "Forget it."
At this moment, Pit Lord, who was confronting Anasterian, rushed towards him through the sea water. The scars on his body slowly healed and disappeared in the process.
"Give up, devil!" The Arcane creature transformed into Anasterian roared angrily. The sound echoed across the vast sea and above Silvermoon City. The huge energy contained in Sunwell began to gather towards him.
A far more surging energy wave spread than before, and even made a dull sound like a war drum. Anasterian's body became more solid, and the Arcane's brilliance shining on it became more dazzling.
"He is going to..." Aaron realized what Anasterian was doing. He was clearly using himself as a spell. Huge energy gathered in Anasterian's body, eventually forming an unstable Arcane bomb. At this time, it was time for the Arcane bomb to explode.
Anasterian regarded himself as a Arcane bomb and exploded. The violent explosion swept through Sunwell Plateau in an instant, razing all the buildings that had been built for an unknown period of time to the ground. The one who faced the explosion directly Although Pit Lord was rough-skinned and thick-bodied, it could not stand for long in the face of such an explosion. It was quickly crushed and turned into a puddle of gray-green meat paste. The Arcane creature that Anasterian transformed also disappeared without a trace.
Although the High Elfs below did not see Isle of Quel'Danas with their own eyes, the few words Anasterian said and the violent explosion that just occurred still made them realize what happened. These High Elfs did not expect that Anasterian actually sacrificed himself.
The biggest reaction was from several Archmage. They noticed a fact worse than Sun King's death. Their connection with Sunwell disappeared. Thinking of what Anasterian just said, it was easy to draw a conclusion: Sunwell was detonated.
"Follow me and support the city gate!" Just when most of the High Elfs were at a loss, Sylvanas was the first to react and rushed towards the Silvermoon City gate.
At the moment when Sunwell exploded, the barrier protecting Silvermoon City could no longer be maintained for long. If it was caught off guard, I'm afraid this city would also fall. By then High Elf shouldn't worry about the problem of magic addiction. Let's all be Undead.
At this time, High Elf, who was responsible for maintaining the Silvermoon City barrier and standing on the city wall, ready to defend against the enemy, was even more confused than the same people who came back from Quel'Danas. They did not know the battle situation of Quel'Danas, but they could hear Anasterian In the few words said before his death, he could also feel the Arcane fluctuations that broke out several times. He had a bad premonition in his heart, but could not know the details. Only Kael'thas's expression was the most painful. He leaned slumped against the city wall, tears flowing down uncontrollably.
Aaron When they rushed to the city wall, the barrier that had lost Sunwell energy support had reached its limit and was about to disappear under the enemy's attack. However, everyone on the city wall looked at a loss. Only a few people still remembered their responsibilities, but they were unable to mobilize others.
At this moment, almost all High Elf subconsciously looked at Kael'thas, looking at the sad-faced Prince.
At this time, Undead and the devil would not wait for him to recover, but began to speed up the attack as if they had received some signal. The barrier that could no longer hold up for long turned into Arcane energy and dissipated almost in the blink of an eye.
At the moment when the barrier dissipated, Kael'thas's sad but extremely firm voice slowly sounded, "Quel'dorei, prepare to face the enemy!"