Upon receiving news of the Sun King's death, Prince Kael'thas's rampaging energy destroyed the magnificent side hall!
The binding spell was finally broken, and they re-established their connection with the Sunwell. Even the teleportation binding spell brought by Naxxramas was broken by the mages. The High Elf' mastery of magic truly exceeded the imagination of ordinary people.
However, rebuilding the Runestone Barrier is a massive undertaking. Simply untangling the chaotic Arcane in this area and reconstructing the Ley Line system will take a long time, and channeling the energy of the Sunwell into the Runestone Barrier will require even more time.
They don't have time.
Originally, they hoped that the North Sea Strait would hold off the Scourge for a day or two, or at least half a day. However, Arthas crossed the North Sea Strait in just three hours with a single sword strike and the help of the Lich King's Demigod power in Northrend.
The Sun King and thousands of High Elf ' resistance only bought them a few hours. They had no time to make further preparations and could only try their best to restore their magic power in preparation for a desperate battle.
This battle... is hopeless.
Kael'thas did not demand that all High Elf perish here; instead, he arranged for most of High Elf to go to Sunsail Anchorage to preserve the High Elf bloodline. Only a small number of mages, either unwilling to leave the Sunwell or willing to follow Kael'thas forever, chose to stay.
No one believed that relying on the Sunwell would be enough to withstand 50,000 Undead undead; all those who remained intended to perish with the Sunwell.
"In this battle, I will avenge my father, and avenge the fallen High Elf!" Kael'thas's eyes gleamed with hatred, and he even made up his mind deep within:
At the crucial moment, he would rather destroy the Sunwell, let Sunwell explode again, and use its Devastation to annihilate the Scourge, than leave the Sunwell to that despicable Arthas!
Kel'Thuzad, that Archmage who sided with the Lich King, is someone he's long disliked. Don't even think about using the energy of the Sunwell to be resurrected!
"Grand Archmage, Grand Astromancer, Master, the enemy has broken through the defenses. Shall we begin?" Arthas bowed slightly to the three people before him, showing his respect.
These three, besides the Sun King, are the three High Elf the deepest magical attainments; each is a true Legendary mage.
Archmage Belo'vir and Grand Astromancer Solarian go without saying, while the third is Telestra, who is also given the title of " Archmage " and is Kael'thas's magic mentor.
This is the essence of the High Elf!
Including the late Sun King and at least five Legendary mages, Dalaran simply couldn't offer that many. The entire human world combined would be able to rival the High Elf!
However, all of that will become the past.
The collapse of the Runestone Barrier's energy reversal and the explosion of the Sunwell not only wiped out Half-Elf mages, but even the surviving mages suffered considerable injuries.
For example, Archmage Belo'vir has not yet been able to regulate the disordered energy in his body. He used to be able to exert the strength of High-tier Legendary by relying on the Sunwell, but now he is only equivalent to an ordinary Legendary. As for the Grand Astromancer Solarian and Grand Archmage Telestra are not even as good as him, they have even fallen to the Legendary and are only equivalent to the top Archmage, such as the members of the Council of Six.
It can be said that the High Elf Elves are currently at their weakest point in history. Even when they were besieged by the Troll army in Eversong Woods 200 years ago, or when they were directly besieged by the Horde army outside Silvermoon City a dozen years ago, they were not in such a bad situation as they are today!
This is the first time in nearly ten thousand years that the Sunwell has been invaded. Although it has been determined that they cannot resist, the High Elf still decide to fight to the death and perish with the Sunwell!
"We are ready," Belo'vir's aged voice rang out. "All mages have been dispersed, distributed across various magical nodes on the Sunwell Plateau. Once Arthas and the Scourge invade the Sunwell..."
"We will destroy the spell nodes, trigger the Sunwell explosion, and destroy all life on Isle of Quel'Danas!" Kael'thas nodded slightly, a strong desire for revenge appearing on his face.
His father's death in battle caused him immense grief.
Since the Sunwell is destined to be lost, then let's destroy it completely!
However, without the Sunwell, it remains to be seen whether the High Elf can withstand that "magic addiction" that only exists in ancient texts...
"What about the others?" Kael'thas continued to inquire.
Thousands of mages remained on the Sunwell Platform, while the other High Elf were ordered to leave. Now, apart from them, the only forces outside resisting the Scourge invasion are the Sunfury Legion, the Dawnblade Legion, and the elite Spellbreaker taken by the Sun King, as well as all the Arcane Golem accumulated here over thousands of years.
Those Arcane Golem, roughly the same size as the Infernal, possessed combat power on par with the Infernal. Unfortunately, the High Elf hadn't invested much manpower and resources in this area, so their numbers were limited, numbering only a few hundred at most...
I don't know how long it can hold out.
"They're all on board. Thirteen elven ocean-going ships have left Sun's Reach Harbor and, as you instructed, are heading to Sunsail Anchorage in Eversong Woods," said Grand Astromancer Solarian. "They will land at Sunsail Anchorage and then travel day and night to Silvermoon City to join the battle. I don't know if they'll make it in time."
"Where's the teleportation array? Is it set up?" Kael'thas asked again.
"The ancient teleportation array has been activated, but the energy required is too great, and it cannot be activated in a short time. Unless... the energy from the Sunwell's explosion is channeled," said Grand Archmage Telestra. "It's just unknown how many High Elf will survive, and how many will be able to reach the teleportation array in time."
Kael'thas nodded silently.
I can't worry about that anymore.
This was the best solution he could think of.
To achieve victory in one fell swoop, relying on the explosion of the Sunwell, they destroyed most of the Undead here, preserving as High Elf' strength as possible. Then, they rushed to Silvermoon City as quickly as possible, and together with the High Elf who remained there, they eliminated the Undead and recaptured Silvermoon City.
The High Elf will lose their most important foundation, but as long as their people remain, the Sunstrider Dynasty will rise again.
During his years studying in Dalaran, he learned a great deal about humanity and gained an understanding of human civilization. There was one thing he saw more clearly than his father:
The Sunwell is unimportant; what matters is the High Elf themselves!
Through the Eye of Arcane scattered throughout the Sunwell Plateau, Kael'thas saw the Scourge, led by Arthas, marching north from the south bank, leaving a Dead Scar in their wake. High Elf fell one by one, Arcane Golem were Devastation, and the oppressive Anub'Rekhan swept through the land, unstoppable even by the soaring Frost Wyrm.
No matter how well-trained the soldiers were, they could not withstand absolute power. Frost Wyrm soaring in the sky and floating Naxxramas, like death itself, looked down upon all living beings.
Closer, closer and closer...
The Scourge's main force is almost here...
As long as they get within five kilometers, Kael'thas is confident that he can destroy at least 90% of the Undead by using the Sunwell's explosion. Only the most powerful Undead, if they are far enough away, can withstand it!
"The time for revenge is approaching..."
Kael'thas whispered.
At that moment, the Archmage Belo'vir, who was standing beside him, suddenly changed his expression.
"An intruder! I sense it... the power of the Phoenix? And... the power of the Flamestrike!" Belo'vir pointed, and a screen of light appeared before her, revealing Jiang Jie's figure within it.
"It's Nicholas, the Earl of Lordaeron, the host of the recent Lordaeron Summit!" Kael'thas's eyes were fixed on the Flamestrike that Jiang Jie had raised high. "That's... Flamestrike! How did it end up in his hands?"
Flamestrike!
From the moment he learned of his father's death, he thought that the Flamestrike had sunk to the bottom of the sea along with his father's body. He never expected that it would appear and be brought here by Nicholas!
"Outsiders couldn't easily enter the Sunwell Platform; it was Flamestrike who brought him in... He actually gained Flamestrike's approval?" Archmage Belo'vir stretched out his left hand, palm down, and gently grasped, a teleportation array appearing before him, simultaneously appearing beneath Jiang Jie's feet. "Only the Sun King could earn Flamestrike's approval. I think he brought news of the Sun King."
A few seconds later, Jiang Jie arrived in front of the four Legendary mages.