This is in the central part of Feralas, in the Dire Maul.
Kael'thas stood in a circular hall, looking at the Calamity Hound imprisoned within an energy barrier. He silently sensed the powerful magic contained within, then shook his head and asked calmly, "For the past ten thousand years, have you been absorbing this guy's energy to break your magic addiction?"
"It's them, not us, Kael'thas. We've almost broken free from the clutches of mana addiction. The connection with the World Tree, and the Emerald Dream energy that has seeped into this woodland, has subtly altered our bodies, making us far more resistant to mana addiction than you are."
An elven Archmage stood beside Kael'thas, pointing to the several crystal towers surrounding the rotunda, and said, "These crystal towers form a powerful force field that imprisons Immol'thar. The energy of the field comes from Immol'thar himself. This is one of the secrets of this city. Prince Tortheldrin devised this method, but unfortunately, we only summoned one Calamity Hound. You know, summoning demons from the Twisting Nether is a very difficult task."
Kael'thas nodded, then asked, " Estulan, are you sure that absorbing demonic energy will have no side effects?"
"I'm certain," Archmage Estulan nodded. "The knowledge accumulated by the ancient Night Elf is unimaginable. The library here is even richer than those in Dalaran and Silvermoon City —there's no doubt we are not isolated from the world. Countless adventurers have died here over the past ten thousand years. Thanks to our vast Ley Line system, no energy fluctuations above the Legendary in this world can escape our notice, such as the Sunwell explosion."
"So when my people and I arrived in Feralas by ship, and just as we landed at Feathermoon Stronghold, you found us? Indeed, Dire Maul is not a prison; you are free to move about," Kael'thas said. "I didn't expect you had already made contact with General Shandris, wanting to deal with your prince, and my arrival just happens to serve your wishes!"
Estulan laughed and said, "A win-win situation! You help us kill Prince Tortheldrin, and you'll get the solution to your magic addiction. Isn't that great?"
" The Ogres and Satyr have been eliminated, but this city has been destroyed and polluted," Kael'thas said. "You know very well the Night Elf' aversion to magic. There are few Shen'dralar Elves left. The elves born after the Cataclysm can barely endure the torment of magic addiction, but there are still some who cannot escape it. Next, I will bring the High Elf here in batches to reside permanently and rebuild this city. What are your plans?"
Estulan sighed, "Of all the remaining elven races, Shen'dralar is probably the weakest... What other choice do we have? The terms were agreed upon when the alliance was formed."
Kael'thas turned, smiled, and extended his hand in a welcoming gesture, elegant and with the air of a superior. "Then, welcome to Syndra, and welcome to the Silvermoon Council!"
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Suddenly, amidst a surge of magical energy, Grand Archmage Telestra appeared before Kael'thas: " Kael'thas, Shandris has sent word that she wishes you to proceed to Feathermoon Stronghold immediately; she has important matters to discuss."
Kael'thas smiled, then looked at Estulan: "As agreed, General Shandris helped us conquer Dire Maul, and we helped General Shandris eliminate the Hatecrest Naga. This is a requirement for us to keep our promise!"
"No, Kael'thas," the Archmage shook his head. "General Shandris hopes we can go to Ashenvale with the Feathermoon Sentinels to provide support! The Burning Legion has already entered Ashenvale, Archimonde has arrived too!"
" Archimonde? He's here?" Estulan's expression changed, a shadow falling over his heart. " Archimonde's power is Night Elf cannot contend with! Even Malorne, the Path Watcher revered by the Druid, was killed by him!"
"But we can't escape it, can we? The whole world will face the threat of Archimonde, Night Elf will bear the brunt!" Kael'thas said. "Think about it..."
"If we help the Night Elf defeat the Burning Legion, or even kill Archimonde, perhaps the Night Elf will allow us to go to Mount Hyjal and draw energy from the Well of Eternity? Perhaps we can rebuild the Sunwell? Or at least..." Kael'thas pointed at Immol'thar before him and said, "This Cataclysmic Hound is running out of energy! At least we can hunt demons in Ashenvale, imprison them, and then draw energy from them to satisfy our mana addiction!"
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Two magic arrows in quick succession claimed the lives of two demons, Jiang Jie frowned slightly.
It's different from what I remember.
In his memory, there wasn't a single demon in Demon Fall Canyon except for Mannoroth. But now, before even reaching Demon Fall Canyon, he had already killed seven demons, including a powerful Felguard!
Indeed, memory and reality are different, and his own appearance seems to have had a butterfly effect on the world, at least much more significant than that of a butterfly.
" The Night Elf and the Keeper of the Grove have tightened their defenses. This area, except for a few sentinels monitoring it, has completely fallen into demon territory! At least a thousand of Azshara's demons have flooded into this region! Moreover, I've seen at least three abyssal portals; they're summoning even more demons! Especially... Demon Fall Canyon!"
Riding on the back of the Zhaoren the Onyx Cloud Serpent, Jiang Jie soared through the sky. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the place later known as " Warsong Lumber Camp " had been overrun by demons. News of Cenarius's survival had likely reached Mannoroth's ears. Feeling uneasy, the Pit Lord summoned a large number of demons and began a full-scale invasion of Ashenvale.
The core area for summoning demons is Demon Fall Canyon. Demons constantly pour out of it, making that canyon the most dangerous place in all of Ashenvale!
"So, your conspiracy failed, so you're planning to force your way in?" Jiang Jie sighed softly.
He arrived here yesterday at noon and witnessed the demons crossing the Southfury River into Ashenvale, but he was powerless to stop them.
This time, he brought no one except Anveena and the four little Elemental Spirits; everyone else remained in the Forest Song.
He had originally planned to join Grom and Thrall in defeating Mannoroth, but now he was facing hundreds or even thousands of demons.
" Lord of the Forest, I need your help. The Burning Legion has launched a full-scale invasion of Ashenvale. If you don't want to see this forest destroyed, you'd better lead the Keeper of the Grove here yourself!" Jiang Jie whispered. "As for me, I will continue the decapitation strike and challenge Mannoroth!"
A minute later, the natural mark on Jiang Jie's forehead emitted a bright green glow, and a voice echoed in Jiang Jie's mind, "My injuries haven't fully healed yet... Tyrande will help you!"
With the natural imprint gone and communication interrupted, Jiang Jie frowned slightly.
Cenarius should know how powerful Mannoroth is. The fact that he was unwilling to come in person clearly indicates that his injuries were too severe to allow him to participate in the battle.
Thankfully, there's still Tyrande.
That high priestess favored by the Elune was Moon Goddess's chosen ones, the most outstanding Huntress among the Night Elf, and also the de facto leader of the Night Elf.
She lived for over ten thousand years and led the Night Elf for over ten thousand years. Her strength may not be comparable to the Stormrage brothers, but she was definitely a very powerful Legendary figure. In fact, when she prayed for Elune's blessing, she might have been comparable to the Stormrage brothers.
Her arrival makes things much easier!
"I wonder if Shandris's Feathermoon will come." Jiang Jie slightly, somewhat expectant.
The combat prowess of that Legendary Sentinel General has always been a mystery.
As Tyrande's adopted daughter and second-in-command, she was probably one of the de facto highest commanders of the Night Elf Sentinels, though she almost never actually took action. But her feats like using the Moon Goddess Orbital Cannon and single-handedly slaughtering Orgrimmar still shrouded her in a veil of Legendary.
Of course, General Shandris is absolutely Legendary, but it's unclear just how Legendary.
At the very least, Sylvanas or even Alleria should be stronger!
Moreover, she is not just a pure Night Elf Sentinel or Huntress; she is also one of the highest-ranking members of the Sisterhood of Elune, a priestess of the Temple of the Moon Goddess, and her spellcasting abilities are definitely not weak.
Ten thousand years of loneliness and isolation—it wasn't for nothing!
The situation here would be much better if she were here.