A Chinese Martial Artist in World of Warcraft
Chapter 210

The Grand Lich! (1/4)

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The Sunwell's gushing energy was corrupted at its source by Kel'Thuzad's corpse. The once golden Sunwell turned gray-black in an instant, violent death energy surging within it. Then, in the waning vortex of magical light, two arms stretched out from the corrupted Sunwell toward the sky.

Although I had seen the scene of " Kil'jaeden the Deceiver " climbing out of the Sunwell in the game, it was just a game after all.

Seeing it with my own eyes now still leaves me utterly shocked.

This was the second time he had witnessed the birth of power equivalent to High-tier Legendary. The first time was in the Tyr's Tomb, Uther the Lightbringer ascended to High-tier Legendary by relying on the power of the Holy Hammer of the Silver Hand.

Before Jiang Jie appeared a horned skeleton with an evil smile. Flames raged in its eye sockets, and it wore a crown of purple and gold inlaid with magical gems. Viper-like black and gray enchanted chains coiled around its body, and its purple robes inlaid with various precious gems fluttered with every move it made.

Crown, chains, robes—each piece is a true purple epic masterpiece; Kel'Thuzad's gear is breathtakingly luxurious! This regal attire is Lich's favorite. In fact, given Kel'Thuzad's current status, he is no less than any king in this world; he is so revered!

He stretched out his skeletal hands, his right hand holding a Staff of the Grand Lich that emitted a blue and purple glow, and his left hand holding the Sword of Agony " Bloodsurge " that had killed countless High Elf elf mages!

Both the staff and the magic sword are purple epic-level weapons! They are more powerful than the " Staff of the Master " in Rhonin's hands, and even more powerful than the " Grand Torrent " that is standard equipment of the Council of Six!

Kel'Thuzad's gear was in no way inferior to Kael'thas's. He was practically a walking epic treasure trove, enough to make those centuries-old families feel ashamed!

He laughed wildly, unleashing an unimaginable, terrifying energy!

The power of the Sunwell is terrifying. Kel'Thuzad was already close to being a Legendary master, and now, resurrected by this unparalleled energy that mortals cannot possess, he has directly crossed the threshold of ordinary Legendary and entered the realm of High-tier Legendary!

Perhaps his use of energy and his knowledge reserves are not as good as those few High-tier Legendary mages who truly stand at the pinnacle of mortals. Perhaps in some aspects, he is not as good as Antonidas or Kael'thas, but now, he has become a true High-tier Legendary!

With the Lich King now commanding a top-tier subordinate comparable to Arthas and Anub'arak, Arthas has gained an unwavering loyal servant, and the Scourge has acquired an irreplaceable second-in-command. From this moment on, the Cult of the Damned will undoubtedly rise again with an even more transcendent presence!

"Just as the Lich King promised, I have been reborn! He has given me eternal life!"

Kel'Thuzad's voice echoed through the Sunwell Shrine, Kael'thas's expression grew even more grim.

Was it all just for this? All the slaughter, torture, and terror, merely to resurrect him? The precious Sunwell, so vital to the fate of his race, tainted and corrupted, the very foundation upon which they had stood for millennia destroyed—all for this?

From this day forward, all High Elf High Elf will face the threat of magic addiction. They will be reduced from the most noble race in the world to a second-rate race, forced to pay half their wealth just to gain a foothold in the Alliance —all for this?

At this moment, Kael'thas's Resentment towards Kel'Thuzad even surpassed that towards Kel'Thuzad!

Looking at the arrogant Great Lich before him, Jiang Jie understood deeply: everything Kel'Thuzad had done was to directly transcend ordinary Legendary and leap to the pinnacle of mortal existence. Only the Sunwell could grant him such power. All his schemes were for this day!

Without a doubt, Kel'Thuzad is now on par with Antonidas, Kael'thas, and Krasus. And here, with Dar'Khan and so many high-ranking Undead and Undead, even with four Legendary on our side, it would be difficult to withstand them.

After all, none of their four Legendary are at their best!

After all, Arthas and his 50,000 elite Undead were on the verge of breaching the Sunwell Platform!

" Kael'thas! It's time to make a decision!" Jiang Jie, sword in hand, eyes gleaming, declared, "The life and death of the High Elf rest on your shoulders!"

"Alright!" Kael'thas reached out and grabbed a powerful blue-gold bow, shimmering with light, from a sealed compartment in the Sunwell Shrine, protected by layers of barriers. Kael'thas then tossed it to Kael'thas Jiang Jie.

Immediately afterward, Kael'thas waved his hand, activating a teleportation array. "Let's go!"

The teleportation array enveloped everyone, and the next moment they arrived at another place, where there was a huge teleportation array on the ground.

This is one of the Sunstrider Dynasty. During the Troll Wars 2800 years ago, facing the threat of annihilation, they inscribed this teleportation array, intending to teleport all their people away in the most dangerous moment.

Because of the support from the Empire of Arathor, it was not needed.

Now I can use it!

The contaminated energy flowing from the Sunwell will pollute the entire Isle of Quel'Danas in a very short time, and even, through the Ley Line, pollute Eversong Woods and Ghostlands. Therefore, the Sunwell must Devastation, otherwise the High Elf will not only lose the Sunwell, but also Silvermoon City!

"Ten minutes! We have ten minutes! The High Elf mages who are still alive will get here as soon as possible! Those who can't get here... we can't help them!" Kael'thas said in a low voice.

Four Legendary mages stood at the four corners of the teleportation array and began to work together to weave a magical barrier.

Time ticked by, and they soon faced an attack from the Undead. Kel'Thuzad, now the Lich, appeared before them and used his newly acquired terrifying energy to attack the magical barrier woven by the four Legendary mages.

He can't break it!

Although the other three mages were extremely weak, Kael'thas was still powerful enough to rival Kel'Thuzad in his current state.

However, Kael'thas's attention was more focused on Dar'Khan.

That shameless traitor is standing right behind Kel'Thuzad!

Although he desperately wanted to kill Dar'Khan immediately, he couldn't do so under Kel'Thuzad's protection.

One after another, High Elf mages destroyed the spell nodes and then teleported to this massive teleportation array via pre-set small teleportation arrays, standing behind Kael'thas.

Ten minutes passed in the Night Blade, and at least half of the High Elf mages were either unable to arrive in time or had already been killed by the Undead.

"It's time to go!" Kael'thas activated the teleportation array.

He was about to teleport everyone away, except for the Archmage Belo'vir.

Teleportation takes time, and if it is interfered with by a powerful force at the moment of teleportation, it is very likely to fail.

Someone had to stay behind to maintain the magical barrier and block the attacks from Kel'Thuzad and the Undead.

Such a massive magical barrier could only be maintained for a short time by Legendary mage.

With Solarian and Telestra temporarily fallen from Legendary, only he and Kael'thas are capable of maintaining the barrier.

Whoever stays behind will surely die.

Kael'thas is the last royal bloodline of the Sunstrider Dynasty and the hope for the revival of the High Elf. He absolutely cannot die!

No one said much.

Whether it was Kael'thas, Solarian, or Telestra, they all understood this point, and they all knew that the only one who had to stay behind to die was Archmage Belo'vir, the most powerful and noble High Elf mage under the Sun King.

At their level, they wouldn't be easily swayed by emotions, but tears still welled up in Kael'thas's eyes, and the others looked grave and grim.

"Teacher!" Rommath said in a low voice. He was about to witness his teacher's death, which was an unbearable blow for him.

He'd rather take the place of his teacher! But his current magical skills aren't enough to qualify.

Sometimes, even sacrificing oneself requires qualifications!

"Do not grieve, do not be sad. I have long since reached the end of my life. To be able to sacrifice myself for my people before dying of old age is the best ending for me. I have lived for more than three thousand years, and it has not been in vain! Anasterian, my old friend, how could I bear to let you go on your lonely journey? I have come to accompany you..."

Belo'vir stepped out of the teleportation array. The Archmage, whose back had become somewhat hunched from the weight of age, straightened his back as much as possible at this moment. Everyone could see clearly that this old man was the backbone of the High Elf!

He single-handedly maintained the magical barrier, desperately withstanding the relentless bombardment of hundreds of mages. His long, drawn-out whispers, like the murmurs of Quel'Thalas, drifted in the breeze and the dissipating energy of the Sunwell, echoing across the Sunwell Plateau, and will forever linger in the hearts of every High Elf.

", anar' belore, quel'dorei, shindu na... In the name of light, in the name of the sun, High Elf, the enemy is about to break through the defenses..."js3v3

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