Jiang Jie never intended to save the city; it was simply impossible for him to do so.
One hundred and fifty thousand Undead, led by Arthas, Kel'Thuzad, and Anub'Rekhan, accompanied by several divisions, and watched by dozens of Frost Wyrm, were unstoppable by any force, not even Silvermoon City.
Moreover, behind the Scourge are some of the few examples of mortals becoming gods: the Lich King Ner'zhul, the " The Deceiver " Kil'jaeden, who soon became the most powerful man on the continent of Azeroth without exception; and the " The Defiler " Archimonde, who was the entire Burning Legion!
It's Sargeras, the Dark Titan!
Changing the world isn't easy; Jiang Jie's current strength is neither weak nor strong.
Compared to ordinary people, he is certainly Legendary who cannot even come close, but compared to true Legendary, he is still far behind, not to mention those who transcend Legendary.
There are some things he can't change, but there are some things he can try to change.
He couldn't prevent the fall of Silvermoon City, nor could he prevent the collapse of the Sunwell, but at least he prevented Sylvanas's death in the Eastern Sanctum, and he could change much more.
Jiang Jie turned his gaze northward.
Far beyond the ocean lies a small island shrouded in Runestone Barrier — Isle of Quel'Danas, home to the Sunwell and the very heart of power for the Sunstrider Dynasty!
Yes, the core of power.
Although Silvermoon City is the only main city of the High Elf, and even the Sunstrider Court is located here, the Sunstrider family actually spends most of their time living on Isle of Quel'Danas, and members of the Silvermoon Council often reside there as well, rarely coming to Silvermoon City.
Only a very small number of top-ranking individuals, such as members of the Silvermoon Council, some noble guards responsible for protecting the Sunwell, and Archmage responsible for maintaining the Runestone Barrier, are qualified to enter the island.
That's Arthas's target, Kel'Thuzad's target!
Jiang Jie was very tired, so he rested for a while before being woken up by a Silver Moon Guard.
"Honorable guest, the Sun King summons you. Please follow me."
Jiang Jie disliked the word "summon," but reasoning with the arrogant High Elf was pointless. Besides, given the Sun King's status, there was no problem with using the term "summon" if he insisted.
After passing through the beautiful streets, Jiang Jie arrived at the Sunstrider Court.
The guards were not authorized to enter the core of power in Silvermoon City, so Jiang Jie went in alone, and then the gate closed tightly.
The Sunstrider Court is not larger than the Royal Palace of Lordaeron. The High Elf do not pursue the ultimate in size; they only pursue more magic and more luxurious enjoyment.
There were very few people.
The Sun King sat high on his throne, with Prince Kael'thas standing not far beside him.
An elderly mage stood on the other side. According to the scan from the game pod, the surging Arcane energy emanating from this old mage was no less than that of Prince Kael'thas. Without a doubt, he was Archmage Belo'vir, the first Archmage of the High Elf, and also the mentor of the later Archmage " Rommath ".
An old Priest stood beside him.
He is Vandellor, the representative of the Holy Light faith in the High Elf kingdom, whose status is equivalent to that of Archbishop Benedictus of Stormwind City today.
Of course, he is probably not as powerful as Benedictus, and the amount of Holy Light energy he can mobilize is not much more than that of Isillien, the highest-ranking Priest in Lordaeron and the Grand Inquisitor of Tirisfal Monastery.
Sylvanas stood in the center of the hall, with Ranger Lord Lor'themar standing beside her.
Upon seeing Jiang Jie arrive, all eyes turned to him, especially the Sun King, who made him feel a strong sense of pressure.
"He's dying! He's about to die!" Xiao Feng's voice echoed in my mind, clearly indicating that Miss AI had a very bad impression of the Sun King.
Of course, she was telling the truth. His Majesty the Sun King was nearing the end of his life, and even if he wasn't killed by Arthas, he wouldn't live much longer.
Although High Elf are a long-lived species, they are not immortal beings; even the longest lifespan has its limits.
"We meet again, Nicholas, the holder of the Strom'kar." A loud voice rang out.
Jiang Jie was surprised to find that His Majesty the Sun King's tone was not as cold as he had imagined, nor was it full of sarcasm.
Is it because the country is facing a crisis?
In fact, although he was very unhappy with the Sun King, he had to admit that the Sun King was a very wise king.
He may be arrogant, he may look down on humanity, and he may be unwilling to acknowledge Jiang Jie's identity for reasons of self-interest. But when truly facing danger, he will definitely be the first to seek help from other countries, a fact already proven in the Troll Wars 2800 years ago.
During World War II, the Sunstrider Dynasty joined the Alliance when the Orcs attacked Quel'Thalas, which is yet another testament to this.
If the Runestone Barrier here were intact, the Sun King would never have asked humanity for help, and would never have been so "polite" to him. He might have directly arrested Jiang Jie on the grounds of unauthorized military action against the Sunstrider Dynasty!
But not now.
The Runestone Barrier malfunctioned, forcing the Silvermoon Council members to return to the Sunwell to recharge. Naxxramas above them was exerting immense pressure, and he... had to call for help, and he had already done so.
However, the Shroud of Darkness shrouded Silvermoon City, and the binding spells blocked teleportation, so the Kirin Tor mages could not teleport directly to Silvermoon City. Now, the only reinforcements he could count on were the Ashen Army brought by Jiang Jie.
Even if it's not much, something is better than nothing!
Moreover, he had some questions he needed to ask Jiang Jie.
On someone else's turf, Jiang Jie lacked the arrogance and haughtiness he displayed in the Lordaeron Royal Palace. He quickly returned the greeting respectfully. "Deputy Commander of the Ashen Army, Earl of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, pays respects to the Sun King!"
"Your warning at the Lordaeron Conference has come true." A hint of weariness and helplessness appeared on the Sun King's face, a rare sight for such a great king. " The Scourge has indeed attacked Quel'Thalas, and judging from their current marching route, their target is Silvermoon City and the Sunwell Plateau."
Jiang Jie remained silent, knowing that the Sun King had not finished speaking.
"You once told me that Arthas intended to use the energy of the Sunwell to resurrect Kel'Thuzad. I discussed it with the Archmage, and it is indeed possible." The Sun King's eyes gleamed. "Then tell me, how did you know all this!"
The powerful sense of oppression returned, but Jiang Jie remained unfazed.
If he were to be crushed by this, he would not be the second master of Strom'kar!
"Several months ago, King Terenas convened a meeting, inviting the leaders of various nations to discuss the Undead Plague. Unfortunately, you declined at the time."
Jiang Jie raised his head, his eyes fixed straight ahead. "Back then, a prophet appeared, disguised as a blood raven. He warned the kings that the severity of the Undead Scourge far exceeded everyone's imagination... Now, all his prophecies have come true!"
"So, you're trying to tell me that everything you know comes from that prophet?" The Sun King had heard the legend of that prophet before, but he had never seen him in person.
"Yes." Anyway, this wasn't the first time they'd used such a blatant lie, so one more time wouldn't hurt. "That prophet warned many people: King Terenas, Archmage Antonidas, Arthas, Jaina... and me."
"As the holder of the Strom'kar, you are indeed qualified to be ranked alongside the latter two." The Sun King continued, "Then tell me now, who is that prophet?"
Who is it?
Who could possess such a terrifying ability to traverse the mists of time and foresee future events?
It's Medivh the Astral Mage!
Just as Jiang Jie was about to utter the name, he suddenly heard a mysterious voice that only he could hear.
"Boy," the voice echoed in Jiang Jie's mind like a secret transmission, "If you dare to say my name, I'll send the Bronze Dragons to deal with you!"