Menethil's Power

Chapter 281 Evil Miasma
"Hakkar is dead, and I don't feel his spirit return to the Twisting Nether."

The Temple of the Sunwell, Mannoroth said in a low voice, this huge abyss lord is no longer as powerful as he was at the beginning, and he actually looks a little sluggish.

"It is indeed a pity, but Hakar's sacrifice is very meaningful." Having said that, Tichondrius did not show any regret at all, and the huge bat wings behind him flapped slightly, "He bought enough time , our plan is almost complete."

For the legion, even the existence of the dog king Haka is just a consumable.

Tichondrius looked at the Sunwell. The water in the well was still golden, but there were faint fluctuations.

"One last time, Mannoroth," he said.

The abyss lord cut his thick wrist with a double-ended sword, and the viscous blood of the devil flowed into the sunwell. Obviously, Mannoroth had bled many times during this period, which is why he looked a little weak.

"Brothers, let go of your humble illusions." Tichondrius said again.

Black mist began to appear on the elven magisters who gathered here, and one after another the dreadlords revealed their real bodies. Except for Darkan and the other two traitors, there were no other elves in this Holy Land of Quedore .Magister Strind and Restalo's faces were pale. Although they had known it for a long time, the fact that almost all their colleagues had been occupied by demons still caused them to suffer great psychological pressure.

Only Darkan, his expression was agitated, and there seemed to be fire in his eyes.

The Dreadlords began to cast spells on the Sunwell. Almost half of the high-level beings of the Nathrezim clan gathered here, and the always cautious Dreadlords rarely act in groups like this. This is enough to prove that Tichondrius attention to this plan.

The golden well water began to surge, and the color gradually faded. Tichondrius stretched out his sharp claws and let go. A small piece of dark green crystal fell from his hand into the sun well, splashing a little ripple, and leaving a Green spots.

Before this, even the blood of Mannoroth would be assimilated if it fell into the Sunwell, but this time the green spot did not disappear, but slowly infiltrated and spread, like a deformed virus.The sunwell, which had remained calm all this time, boiled and turned pale green almost instantly, then the green color continued to deepen, and suddenly the evil light surged, turning the entire hall into a miserable green.

A breath of destruction and chaos began to rage, the Sunwell is the core of Quel'Thalas, and now it is beginning to exert new influence on this elven kingdom.

"Very good, this source of energy has already been owned by the Legion." Tichondrius nodded slightly, all preparations, all investments are for this moment, he recruited nearly half of Nathrezim, spent A large amount of materials and a large amount of blood of Mannoroth sent countless demons to die to delay time, and finally exchanged for this well of fel energy, which will become a bridge leading to the destruction of this world.

"Those stupid mortals think they will win, but they don't know that what awaits them is irony and destruction." Tichondrius said contemptuously, and he looked at the three elf magisters. "Dar'Khan," he said.

"Yes, my lord." Dar'Khan responded with an almost ecstatic attitude.

Tichondrius looked him up and down, as if he wanted to see him again, "You exchanged everything you had in the past for power. I appreciate your pragmatic attitude. There is no doubt that you have done a lot. Now , you will get your reward.”,

The Well of the Sun, no, it should be called the Well of Chaos now. The green well water in the well was violently agitated. The well water was full of liquid arcane energy before, but now it is full of evil energy. Two water jets hit Darkan decisively. Endless green energy poured into his body.

Arkan let out a miserable howl, the mage's robe instantly shattered, his body swelled uncoordinatedly, his skin turned dark gray, and yellow-green magic patterns spread across his naked body, his back and shoulder bones Sharp spikes grew on his forehead, and two iconic demon horns grew on his forehead.

The energy subsided, and Darkan's new body was revealed. He opened his eyes, and the fire of fel energy was burning in his eyes. It is obvious that he is now a demon, and he can only vaguely see some features of being an elf from his body .

"Such a powerful force." Darkan felt his new body, and a manic smile appeared on his distorted face, "I feel like I've been born again!"

……

Outside Silvermoon City.

Isaacs defeated Haka, the dog king, almost without difficulty. Isaacs did not feel complacent. He had a crushing advantage in terms of equipment in this battle, and although Haka was a well-known leader of the army, his Combat power is not even ranked among the Burning Legion.

Haka's fel halberd has been destroyed, but because Isaacs cut off his left arm, the long whip that can summon the hellhound is still intact. There is no doubt that this is the trophy obtained after defeating Haka .The rich and powerful elf prince didn't show any intention, so Isaacs stuffed the devil's long whip into his space package-now is not the time to study its function.

The defenders of the Burning Legion seemed to have been defeated, so according to the plan, the next step was to protect Kael'thas and cast spells to disintegrate the barrier of the Sunwell, but Isaacs suddenly had a strange feeling.

Quel'Thalas has been shrouded in the high-energy environment created by the Sunwell all year round, so the flowers, plants and trees seem to have a golden glow, and the scenery in the entire area is warm, but now the vitality of these plants is losing, a wave of A cold feeling is spreading.

The arcane energy in the air gradually decayed, and was replaced by a somewhat similar and extremely destructive energy. Isaacs felt this energy countless times on various demons, and his face changed suddenly. It was evil energy!

Isaacs can feel this change, and the elves, who are already extremely sensitive to arcane energy, have a more obvious reaction. Almost everyone feels uncomfortable, and even many relatively weak mages have symptoms of difficulty breathing .

And the concentration of diffuse evil energy is still increasing.

Suddenly there was a burst of exclamation from the troops in front. At this moment, even those elves who felt unwell temporarily forgot the feeling of their bodies, and almost everyone fell into horror, including Prince Kael'thas.

The pale golden barrier of Silvermoon City unexpectedly turned dark green slowly, looking evil and frightening.

Isaacs didn't know how to describe his mood for a while, the thing he was most worried about happened.

……

Inside Silvermoon City, Lord Setholder's underground laboratory.

Alleria opened the hidden trapdoor, "The reinforcements are just outside Silvermoon City, I can hear the sound of the battle, we must be ready!" she said, trapped in her eyes for more than two weeks Angry for the first time.

However, when she saw the scene in the shelter, this bit of anger disappeared. She found a few elves lying on the ground, their bodies were swollen, and their bodies were covered with disgusting green festering scars, while the rest of the elves who could still stand did not It was hard, they all seemed to be in great pain, their bodies curled up, and they gasped violently.

Liadrin released healing spells as much as possible. This heroic priestess is the key reason why these more than 60 elves can survive until now, but even she is helpless with the current situation. There are so many people who need healing. Too much.

In the end what happened?Had some monster invaded the place while she was gone?Alleria thought with some trepidation.

A dying male elf lying on the ground suddenly got up, his originally handsome face looked extremely ferocious due to festering, his eyes that had completely turned green were full of madness, he jumped up suddenly, showing extreme Strong speed and strength, and then he tried his best to keep a female elf beside him, and bit her snow-white shoulder fiercely, tearing off a large piece of flesh and blood, and the blood and screams instantly filled the entire basement.

Alleria immediately controlled the mad elf, "Randall, are you crazy?" she scolded angrily.

Randall didn't answer, he seemed to have lost all his sanity, struggling frantically, trying to bite Aurelia's arm.

"Give up, he's hopeless." A sigh sounded from behind her, and Alleria turned her head, only to find that it was the dark blue-skinned magister, "It's useless? Ubrick, tell me what's going on What disease!"

"This should indeed be regarded as a disease, a disease that penetrates deep into our bones." Compared to Alleria's impatience, Ubrick looked extremely calm, "Don't you feel that there is something wrong?"

Alleria was at a loss. She really couldn't feel it. The Windrunner family has never produced a mage. This family seems to be insulated from arcane energy, and it is naturally difficult to be affected by the Sunwell.

"For a long time, our race has lived in the high-energy environment created by the sunwell. It has been passed down for generations. We are used to the abundant magic around us. Arcane energy has gradually become one of the essential elements for us to maintain life. Many people have They can't escape from the Sunwell at all, their bodies have already interacted with the energy of the Sunwell, so they can't even get out of Quel'Thalas," Umbric said slowly.

"You mean to say..."

"Yes, the most terrifying thing happened." Umbrick showed a wry smile, "The enemy is even more terrifying and terrifying than we imagined, and their control of the Sunwell is not just closing down Silvermoon City, in fact our Holy The well should have been transformed by those demons at this time. Now the environment we are in is no longer full of dissipated arcane energy, but terrifying evil energy. Thanks to our physique evolved over thousands of years, most of the elves The body still interacts with the energy of the sunwell, but in a deadly, sinister form."

Alleria almost suffocated, she looked at Randall who was under her control, "And then they will become like this?"

"I don't know." Umbrick shook his head. "At present, it seems that the symptoms of physical collapse and coma will appear in a very short period of time. As for whether it will become such a irrational monster..."

The magister was silent for a while, "I can only hope this is an isolated phenomenon," he said.

However, at this moment, the limbs of another unconscious elf on the ground suddenly twitched violently, directly negating Umbric's hypothesis.

(End of this chapter)