Propelled by the underwater currents, Jiang Jie carried the Sun King, swimming further afield.
The Sun King, who was not completely dead, had his soul largely devoured by Frostmourne. He was no longer whole; his soul was incomplete, and his body was incomplete as well. Although he was still alive, he would not live much longer and could die at any moment.
The damage inflicted by Frostmourne was too great. His heart was pierced, his blood was almost completely drained, and his body turned pale. In addition, his soul was being devoured. At this moment, his soul was being attracted and remotely plundered by Frostmourne. He had no ability to resist and it was only a matter of time before he was completely devoured by Frostmourne.
He could even hear the Lich King's whispers, carrying the chill of the far north and the venom of years of imprisonment. "Anasterian, King of the Sunstrider... your soul belongs to Frostmourne, you will be resurrected by Arthas as Death Knight... you will become my servant..."
The Sun King sneered inwardly: You lowly Orcs Shaman, just because you're sealed in ice doesn't mean I won't recognize you! How many years have you lived? Even your great-grandfather would have to call me grandpa!
On his deathbed, the Sun King managed to cast a spell to ensure he wouldn't drown, while simultaneously using magic to stabilize his body and soul, delaying Frostmourne's devouring of his soul.
Jiang Jie exerted all his strength to dodge in the ocean, using the currents to avoid attacks from ice pillars and spikes. He was no match for Arthas in a head-on fight, nor was he a match in the ocean, but as long as he wanted to escape, Arthas had no way to stop him; the ocean did not belong to Arthas!
"You saved me, Nicholas." The Sun King barely managed to muster his strength, a Frostmourne running through his body. It was the extreme cold brought on by the icy power left in him by Frostmourne, penetrating to his very bones and soul.
This power was too strong for Jiang Jie to dispel, and he even had to keep a certain distance from the Sun King to avoid being frozen into an ice block himself.
The Sun King was also unable to remove it, but he pinned his hopes on the Sunstrider family's artifact. " Flamestrike... Give it to me!"
At this moment, they were hundreds of meters away from the sea surface, almost at the bottom of the shallow sea. Although Arthas's mental power was still locking onto them and the power of Frostmourne was still invading the ocean and trying to kill them, it was simply not working.
They are safe.
As Jiang Jie manipulated the water flow, preparing to circle around to another landing point of the Sunwell, he took out the Flamestrike and returned it to the Sun King.
He had no interest in the Sunstrider sword. The complete Flamestrike wouldn't be stronger than Strom'kar, let alone one that was already broken in two.
Gripping the Flamestrike tightly, the Sun King attempted to harness its power to dispel the Flamestrike.
A divine sword is a divine sword after all; without a direct confrontation, it is not difficult to merely dispel a small portion of Frostmourne's power.
However, Frostmourne's continued devouring of the Sun King's soul was unstoppable, and it wouldn't be long before the Sun King was certain to die.
" Nicholas, I once spoke coldly and dismissively to you, yet you were the one who saved me. Because of my arrogance and conceit, I ignored your warnings, resulting in the destruction of Silvermoon City and the Sunwell. I am a sinner of the High Elf!" The Sun King sighed, his face filled with deep regret.
As the saying goes, "A dying man's words are good," and this proud, arrogant, and powerful High Elf King, in his final moments, suddenly realized his mistakes, but it was too late.
Jiang Jie didn't reply. He had to concentrate on dealing with Arthas, who was still trying to defeat him, and also use the Black Tortoise Longevity Art to break Arthas's mental lock. However, he soon discovered that it was completely useless.
At a sufficient distance, the tortoise-breathing technique of the Black Tortoise Longevity Art can completely isolate Arthas's gradually weakening mental lock. However, a part of the Sun King's soul is imprisoned by Frostmourne, so as long as the Sun King is kept, one can never escape Arthas's lock.
"No need to try anymore. Let me finish speaking, and I will resolve this." The Sun King's body began to freeze, his spirit deteriorated, and his life force was almost completely exhausted. His golden hair turned white in an instant.
Moreover, it was neither graceful nor supple, but dry and tangled: "I have three requests, and of course I will give you corresponding rewards, rewards that will satisfy you." "Please speak." Jiang Jie was not a cynical, impassioned teenager. He wouldn't be angry because of the Sun King's previous disdain. Listening to his words wouldn't hurt; it wouldn't cost him anything.
" The Flamestrike is an artifact brought by our ancestors. Please give it to Kael'thas, my son. The High Elf will reforge it. Today's grievances and the flames of vengeance will make it even stronger. It will meet Frostmourne once more!" The Sun King looked at the Flamestrike in his hand with the tenderness of someone looking at a lover. "For thousands of years, we have created the second legendary weapon and placed it in Sunwell Sunwell, nurturing it with its energy. Give the Flamestrike to Kael'thas, and he will give it to you!"
Jiang Jie nodded. "Trading an orange-tier legendary item for a shattered Flamestrike is fair."
He recognized the weapon; it was a legendary orange-grade bow, with the energy of the Sunwell flowing throughout its body. Although it couldn't compare to the divine sword that the Sunstrider family had wielded for millennia, it was still an unexpected delight for Jiang Jie.
" Arthas and the Scourge are far more powerful than I imagined. The High Elf cannot defeat them. I bought too little time; the imprisonment spells cannot be broken... Even if they were broken, they could not stop the Scourge. The Sunwell is destined to fall. I once thought the Sunwell was the foundation of Quel'Thalas, but only when I was dying did I realize: every High Elf is the foundation of Quel'Thalas."
The Sun King took out a pendant engraved with the Sunstrider's symbol and handed it to Jiang Jie, then said, "Activate it before Kael'thas; it contains a glimpse of me. Then, it is yours."
This is a beautifully crafted phoenix pendant containing extremely powerful Arcane energy and Phoenix Flames. It is a purple epic magical item that is many times more valuable than the " Elemental Necklace " and is also enchanted with a precious Legendary enchantment.
The magical items the Sun King carried with him were no ordinary objects.
This reward was too precious to ask for, but both Jiang Jie and the Sun King believed it was worth it.
Although Jiang Jie was only helping to send an image, this image could potentially save the lives of thousands, or even more, High Elf. They could tell which was more important.
As they got further and further away from Arthas, Jiang Jie sensed that the other party had severed the mental lock and probably given up.
He was just a nobody, insignificant. Since the Sun King's soul couldn't escape anyway, Arthas's priority now was to launch a full-scale attack on the Sunwell and resurrect Kel'Thuzad.
Jiang Jie was eager to know the Sun King's last request.
The last one is usually the most important.
Jiang Jie desperately wanted to know what could be more important than the Flamestrike, or the lives of Kael'thas and thousands upon thousands of High Elf!
"The biggest mistake I ever made was leading Quel'Thalas out of the Alliance after World War II," the Sun King murmured, shaking his head in regret. "If the Alliance still existed, Dalaran wouldn't have stood idly by, and the human nations would have sent troops to help. Quel'Thalas wouldn't be in such a terrible state."
Jiang Jie remained silent.
The High Elf joined the Alliance during World War II solely to seek revenge against the Horde. Had the Horde not inflicted heavy losses on them, they would never have bothered with the war between humans, Dwarves, and the Horde.
So, right after World War II ended, they withdrew from the Alliance under the pretext of not being willing to fund the construction of Orcs camps.
In reality, everyone knows:
Quel'Thalas has accumulated wealth over nearly ten thousand years; it's not short of money at all. A few hundred magical items casually taken from the Sunstrider's Vault could bankrupt many nobles!
Those who reap what they sow will not escape punishment.
" Quel'Thalas is willing to return to the Alliance, and we are willing to pay any price to return to the Alliance!" The Sun King said each word with unwavering conviction.