Menethil's Power

Chapter 619 As long as the seal is perfect, it can be regarded as non-existent

In the case of absolute power, the development of things will naturally be extremely smooth.

Just a few hours later, a lavender spar was held by Isaacs in the air, slowly rotating at a fixed angular speed.

This is the Eye of Aman'Thul. Of course, it cannot really be the Eye of Aman'Thul. It is just a gem in essence.

Quite different from what Isaacs imagined, the time force contained in the eyes of Aman'Thul is quite rare, and the effect shown is energy germination, that is, arcane energy is produced all the time.

That's why it can be used as an energy core, used by the Nightfallen to create the Nightwell.

Isaacs recalled the conversation he had with Cromin when he first met. One of the most important abilities of Aman'Thul is the ability to obtain energy from other parallel timelines. This is also the foundation of the Pantheon, because parallel universes theoretically have infinite nature, then the energy obtained from it is also infinite, and the only limitation is the extraction rate.

Parallel time and space are the real treasures. Not every timeline will continue continuously. Many of them will have various deviations and eventually go to destruction. As long as they do not violate the rigid laws of time and space, they can be recycled and used.

It is also based on this idea that Cromin and Isaacs "occupied" another space-time of the War of the Ancients. Although they paid a huge price and took extremely high risks, everything was obviously worth it. Zerit is the key to this battle, allowing mortal armies to fight demons many times over, and this is only part of the benefits from the War of the Ancients.

However, they can only obtain benefits from a single parallel time and space through this extremely troublesome method, and cannot directly extract energy like Aman'Thul. In fact, this ability has not been given to the guardians of Azeroth. Naturally It can't fall into the hands of the bronze dragon.

But now, Isaacs sensed something in this little gem, and it made him interested.

The force of time itself does not have the characteristics of conventional energy and must be transformed. This should be the reason why the Eye of Aman'Thul can continuously produce arcane energy...

At this time, there were a few short figures in front of Isaacs. They had dark blue skin and wore gorgeous costumes. They were nightfallen elves. The so-called "short" is equivalent to Isaacs. It is now in the form of a giant, located in the Hall of Glory, sitting on Odin's former throne, bringing endless pressure to these Shaldorei.

Grand Arcanist Elisande, the ruler of Suramar for ten thousand years, felt a little out of breath at this moment. She couldn't see any expression on the face of this god-like being in front of her, nor could she guess his thoughts.

The Nightfallen Elves were more inclined to submit to the Burning Legion, but now they offered the Eye of Aman'Thul unconditionally at the fastest speed. There was no other reason. The huge sacred temple they were in was suspended above Suramar. Even just smashing it down can destroy the city, not to mention the thing that happened just now that made all the Nightfallen terrified. The special envoy of the Burning Legion stationed in the Night Fortress, the Dreadlord named Tichondrius, was suddenly Lifted into the air by an invisible force, then pierced by a ray of light from the temple, howling and turning into ashes, the whole process was as helpless as a slaughtered poultry.

This is the second death of Tichondrius in Azeroth. The leader of the Dreadlord is really a bit aggrieved. Unlike the last time, he didn't even see Isaacs' face this time. The power of the world of Si can even suppress the polluters and fraudsters, so Tichondrius is naturally nothing.

"Thank you for taking care of that demon, Your Excellency." Elisande said, "In the past few months, he has been threatening us with the lives of the residents of Suramar, so we have no choice but to play tricks."

This is a direct statement of their position. Although they actually fell to the Burning Legion because of the fear of demons, they must show that they are being forced at this time.There is nothing shameful about this. How straightforward she was when she fell to the devil at the beginning, and how quickly she changed her position now. Although she said that it was for the sake of all the people of Suramar, this cannot change the fact that she is essentially a fool. fact.

This is actually an exchange, using the switch to make the other party recognize that she is still the legitimate ruler, and Elisande believes that the other party should also be tacit.It is not cost-effective for a foreign race to interfere in the affairs of the night fallen elves. She just needs to let the other party understand that her value is far greater than any new leader of the night fallen elves supported after overthrowing her. The reason for surrendering the Eye of Aman'Thul.

The other party showed almost the world's top power, and the defected chief arcanist Talisa had previously linked up with those outsiders and caused a lot of trouble in Suramar. Elisande could sense her ambition, So she knows what to do.

However, the god-like existence on the opposite side didn't seem to hear her words. His attention was still on the Eye of Aman'Thul, and his other hand made a simple stop gesture.

Elisande immediately shut her mouth and said no more. She knew it was best not to disobey the other party, especially since this was still the other party's domain. When she was in this palace, she had the feeling that she was completely under the control of the other party.

Elisande hadn't felt this subservient feeling for a long time since the Sundering, but she had to endure it.

Isaacs looked at the Eye of Aman'Thul for a while, and suddenly a violet light appeared in his hand. This light was all too familiar to Elisande, and it was the arcane energy that was indispensable to her and her subjects. .

This is just the simplest energy collection, a skill mastered by mage apprentices, but the energy level of this group is not something that beginners can achieve.

But she felt strange again, and quickly noticed where the abnormality was. In her perception, the magic net and the magic power in the surrounding air did not change at all. This group of arcane energy seemed to be produced out of thin air.

Created out of thin air?

A look of surprise flashed in Elisande's eyes, and the same was true for the energy source of the Nightwell. Could it be that he could simulate the ability of the Eye of Aman'Thul just by looking at it twice?You must know that this Pillar of Creation has been studied by the Nightfallen Elves for more than ten thousand years, and the result obtained is nothing more than a well!

Isaacs looked at the ball of arcane energy with great interest. A few seconds later, the ice covered the ball of energy and condensed into blocks, and then the flame suddenly rose and burned blazingly.

It is a very novel experience for him to convert the force of time into arcane energy, and then use the arcane energy to control the elements, but that's all. For him, this ability can be used in some It's not very useful outside of the situation as a cameo.

But it seems that for Cromin and other bronze dragons, this technique is of great significance. You must know that lack of aggressiveness is an embarrassing problem that the entire bronze dragon group must face.

Dispersing the arcane energy casually, Isaacs' attention fell on Elisande and the others, "I appreciate your frankness. It is commendable that you can simply hand over the Eye of Aman'Thul. Now you can gone."

"Your Excellency..." Elisande still wanted to ask for more meaning, but their bodies were directly shrouded in golden light, and then disappeared without a trace, and they were directly removed from the Hall of Valor.

There is no teleportation platform connected to the Hall of Valor in Suramar, and Elisande and the others will appear directly in midair, but as high-level arcanists, they should not fall to their deaths.

Isaacs didn't care what Elisande wanted to say, and he didn't care about Suramar's internal strife. Except for the Eye of Aman'Thul, these elves in a corner had nothing he valued, almost nothing. worthless.

He stood up from the throne, and when he walked down the steps, his body gradually shrunk to his normal size. This huge throne was not very comfortable, and it was hard to imagine that Odin had sat on it for thousands of years.

When he walked to the center of the Hall of Glory, the ground, walls, and all the decorations were shrouded in the folded light. After a few seconds, Isaacs could see the pure sky.

The Hall of Valor has been returned to its original location. Although without the shackles of Hella, Isaacs has far more control over this sacred fortress than Odin once did, but it is not a gadget that can be used at will after all. In normal times, it should still be suspended above the mountains of the storm cliffs to receive the souls of the Vrykul. Of course, it also needs to receive the souls of human warriors now.

Looking down at Suramar below, he is now walking through the air. This is not the first time he has come to this elven city. Compared with ten thousand years ago, Suramar does not seem to have changed much.

Kael'thas and Tyrande should be near this city, and Isaacs felt that he should meet them, at least tell them the news from the front line.

But how do you get in touch with them?

At this moment, a stream of light shot towards him, the speed was not too fast, Isaacs grabbed it directly and found that it was a light-forged arrow.

Following the direction, Isaacs saw an elegant and slender figure on the top of the tallest spire nearby. Those clear eyes stared at him, and the emerald green cloak fluttered in the wind.

The corner of Isaacs' mouth raised a slight arc, and the next moment he appeared directly in front of the other party. The female elf subconsciously leaned back, but was immediately hugged around her waist.

"Stand firm in such a dangerous place, ma'am."

Cirvanas glared at him angrily, and knocked off his palm with a wave, "Don't touch me." She was like a she-cat with teeth and claws.

"It was very enthusiastic that night, but why is it reserved again now?" Isaacs was puzzled, but he immediately put away the smirk after discovering that the fair and tender skin of the female elf had a tendency to turn pink. He became serious, "Kael'thas is around here, right?"

"Yes." Sylvanas said coldly, "A defected Nightfallen provided us with a hiding place outside the city."

"I'm short on time, so I need your help to deliver some news." Isaacs said: "This war is coming to an end, and I have already obtained the Eye of Aman'Thul, tell Kael'thas that I will not interfere with Sura Ma, but will support any decision he makes."

The war is coming to an end?Even with Cirvanas' disposition, she felt a little puzzled at this moment. At this moment, she suddenly felt a hand against her chin, and she involuntarily raised her face, and then her cherry lips were wrapped by a big mouth.

A special voice sounded.

Isaacs, who had tasted the delicious food, was satisfied, and Cirvanas' shameful and indignant expression made him feel even more wonderful, "Wait for me, dear." After leaving these words, his figure disappeared into the light .

Cirvanas suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, he became stronger, she didn't react at all just now, and there was a certain "accomplice", she couldn't resist him at all, even though she wasn't really It is very resistant, but if you don't resist, you will feel that some kind of dignity has been trampled on.

"If you can't resist, just enjoy it." Naturally, Alleria will not forget to show her sense of existence. The two sisters are connected with each other, and they can't hide their thoughts from each other.

"Things can only continue now. After all, our goal is to have a child. If we give up halfway, wouldn't it be a waste of money for him?"

Cirvanas gritted her silver teeth, somehow recalling that night again.

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Returning to Bluewing Roost once more, Isaacs found that Khadgar had also returned, a wrinkled old woman standing beside him.

When the guests arrived, after all, it was just a matter of opening a portal, so it was naturally extremely fast.

"It is my honor to meet you, Your Excellency Aegwynn." Isaacs stepped forward and said.

Even in terms of age, Aegwynn is worthy of respect. She may be the longest-lived human being so far, and she still maintained the youth and beauty of 20 years old until a few years ago.

But now her magic power and appearance are gone, she looks like an ordinary old woman.

"On the contrary, it is my honor as an old woman to meet you, a hero." Aegwynn said meaningfully.

She looks very energetic, and doesn't feel like she is dying,

Isaacs sensed some kind of spying, and immediately understood that the old woman did not come alone, "I am not a hero," he said modestly, and took out the Eye of Aman'Thul, "Khadgar, this is The last pillar of creation."

Under Khadgar's control, the Eye of Aman'Thul filled the void, and the five Pillars of Creation began to resonate faintly.

"At the very beginning of this war, Khadgar told me that these five artifacts are the key to ending this invasion, but they can only repair and rebuild the connection to the portal in the Tomb of Sargeras. Seal." Isaacs looked at Aegwynn, "You are the first to discover that portal and install the seal, what I want to know is if it is possible to close it directly?"

"My son connects this world with another broken world. It has only been more than ten years since the portal was born. Is there a way to close it?" Aegwynn asked unhurriedly.

The answer is self-evident. It will be a matter of time before the Dark Portal recovers its functions. Then the same reasoning also applies to the portal in the Tomb of Sarras. After all, both of them have the participation of Sargeras himself. It was expected, but Isaacs couldn't help sighing.

Then the only thing that can be considered is to continue to seal, after all, as long as the seal is perfect, it can be regarded as non-existent, isn't it?

(End of this chapter)