Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1475 108. The dark night is born to hate the sun, just like the stars always follow the moonlight

  The information sent back by the little star from the front is very accurate.

The nightchildren commanded by Elisander relied on their "native product" withered to be sensitive to magic power and the characteristics of the devil's madness, and in the chaos after landing, they defeated Kui in less than four hours. Perimeter defense of Aldanas Island.

   This is not only due to the ferocity and fearlessness of life and death of the withered, but also the radical ideas that the Great Magister has continuously instilled in the Nightborne Sergeants before the war.

As the leader who has ruled Suramar for 10,000 years, there is no one who understands the deepest desires of the Nightborne better than the Grand Magister. There is no cure for the addiction.

   But the Nightwell, which had sheltered Suramar for ten thousand years, was already overwhelmed.

   The magic power it produces, even if it is diluted and diluted with special products such as magic wine, can no longer satisfy the magic addiction of the Nightborne.

   A desire to perish is enough to destroy the foundations of a race.

   But on the other hand, as long as this common desire is used in the right place, it can instantly arouse the Nightborne's desire for victory, allowing them to explode with destructive power that does not belong to them.

   However, a thousand vocations cannot compare to the fact that one has seen it with one's own eyes.

  The Great Magister knew this truth well, and she did not respond much to the questions of the sergeants until a few hours ago.

Before the battle, the Nightborne sergeants, who were a little skeptical of the Grand Magister's promise that "every Nightborn will have an inexhaustible amount of magic", set foot on the golden magic-filled Isle of Quel'Danas and saw it with their own eyes. When golden light enveloped the Sunwell like a source of magic, all doubts about the war disappeared in an instant.

  These black elves from Suramar, who have been accustomed to the "hard days" of the magic wine ration system since childhood, almost set foot on the land of Que Island in a "pilgrimage" attitude.

   To them, every inch of the air here is an incomparably sweet and magical fragrance.

   They don't need to suppress their desire for magic power at all here, they can breathe the air filled with magic power assimilation with big mouthfuls.

After each breath, their lungs cheered at the fullness of magic, followed by the trembling of their hearts and bodies, the happiness filled with magic that made every cell under their black skin scream, And the excessive extraction of magic power also temporarily strengthens their power and magic.

  It is difficult for people who are not addicted to magic to understand the special touch of the Nightborne.

   They began to believe that the Great Magister really showed them a heaven belonging to the Children of the Night.

  Even if you know that this splendid Sunwell will be occupied, there is a high probability that you will continue to live the days of the magic power ration system.

But with such a great and pure source of magic power, even the magic wine that is already tired of drinking will probably be a little more mellow. Those **** winemakers have enough magic crystals, so they don't have to mix it in every bottle of wine. What a **** water.

  The good days are yet to come.

Driven by such an idea, the Legion of the Night Sons that attacked the island of Kuei did not need to be called by the Great Magister. It also changed the nature of the weak crotch before, and seemed to have suddenly transformed back to those who dared to confront the demons during the Elf Empire. Legion.

   They burst out 300% of their combat power, even under the suppression of the Reynolds Bandir barrier, the unsuspecting Quel'dorei white-skinned elves scurried away one by one.

The front line on the Sun King's side was broken through layer by layer by the dark-skinned elves who added the "greed and anger" buff. As the stronghold on the island was occupied by Shaldorei, these dark-skinned elves, who were also proficient in elves magic, began to quickly remove them and suppress their spellcasting. The enchantment beacon stone.

  Reynolds Bandir's enchantment works and is created in the same way as a book for human spellcasters.

   But in the eyes of more "orthodox" Nightborne spellcasters than the high elves of Quel'dorei, this thing is also very limited compared to the border guard enchantment of the elf empire.

   Especially the Grand Arcanists under Elisande.

   Some of them even personally participated in the design and manufacture of Queen Azshara's enchantment for this realm more than 10,000 years ago, so these mysterious beacon stones have no secrets in their eyes.

  Under their leadership, the Shaldorei mages did not spend much effort to completely crack the territory guardians who had blocked the violent orcs and were regarded by the Quel'dorei elves as "national protection artifacts".

   They even "reversed" the effect of Reno Bandir's barrier in the stronghold occupied by the Nightborne to protect their wounded and maintain the stability of the portal to Suramar City.

   Good guy!

   This scene fell in the eyes of the casters of the Silvermoon Council of Quel'dorei, and its impact was no less than the output of riding a face.

   Their carefully crafted treasures are actually easier to use in other people's hands than they are. As long as a spellcaster with a little backbone sees this scene, who can bear it?

   But now the situation is critical, so Quel'dorei Silvermoon Councillors have no time to pay attention to these magical disputes.

This will not only increase the strength of the magic swordsmen and the Ranger Legion under the Great Magister, but also the waste pirates under the command of Ms. Wang Yuejun, the pirate of the night, who has always been pulling their hips, will also suddenly enter the state of "overclocking outbreak" for the same reason. When they went into battle to kill the enemy, they were all brave and unbelievable.

They were very acquainted and did not compete with Elisande's army for the spoils, but obediently ran around to capture a side hall called "Magister's Platform" in the palace outside the Sunwell, and used it as a A temporary base camp for undead pirates.

   This kind of "general knowledge" made Elisande more and more satisfied with Anaris Moonshire, the elf pirate king.

   She even planned to discuss with the Second Miss Moon County about "announced" the Shaldorei pirates after capturing the Sunwell. Anyway, the Kingdom of Suramar is also lacking a strong navy, and the two sides can talk about it.

   Of course, it might be a bit difficult to persuade Anaris Moonshire to break away from the undead pirate system, but the Grand Magister thinks he has grasped Black Shaw's weakness.

   On this basis, if you give some more benefits to the greedy stinky pirates, there is a high probability that a cooperation can be negotiated.

   "We can reach the entrance to the Sunwell by breaking through the town ahead, my soldiers, my commanders! The hope that the Nightborn has longed for for thousands of years is at hand, and that is the final victory!

   Just one step away! "

   When the morale-boosted Magic Swordsmen Legion was screaming to drive the Quel'dorei's defeated army into an elf town, Elisander, who was riding a gorgeous mentor, the Magic Sabre, temporarily put away his thoughts.

   She rode her fierce and majestic mount in the air to review the magic swordsmen with high fighting spirit. She held Sargeras' scepter in her hand to create a space rift that jumped in the air.

   She shouted to the soldiers who looked down at her:

"Warriors of the Nightborne, don't doubt the legitimacy of this war! We are the sword of the Shaldorei civilization and the kingdom of Suramar, and we must fight for the right to survive for our magic-starved people. !

  I can tell you responsibly, soldiers, this gorgeous Sunwell was also 'stolen' by the ancestors of the Quel'dorei elves!

  Their ancestor, the first Sun King Dath Remar Sunstrider shamelessly stole the precious eternal well water from our elven dark hero Lord Illidan Stormrage when he was in trouble.

   The shameless white-skinned people in front of you built the Sunwell with stolen loot, and they shamelessly claimed that this was the blessing of arcane magic to them!

   But we cannot hide it from our Shaldorei.

   The Well of Eternity is the sacred relic of the elven empire. Even after the empire collapses, such a relic should be held by the most orthodox successor of the empire!

  Our children of the night are the purest bloodline inheritance of the high elves.

   The magic well in front of us and all its magic is ours!

   It was the Quel'dorei who shamelessly stole and occupied the magic power that belonged to us, and they enjoyed it with peace of mind, but caused our people to suffer from insufficient magic power.

  In this world, we can't find any more base and shameless civilization than these white-skinned elves!

   Even those rude human monkeys are ten thousand times better than the white-skinned ones! "

  The Great Magister stopped, she had already cast a "coat of justice" on the war in her own way, and she also saw the flames burning in the eyes of her soldiers.

   She knew that the time was up.

   Then in the next moment, the Great Magister raised the scepter of Sargeras in his hand and waved it down, and she shouted:

   "This is the righteous execution of the children of the night! This is the day when the kingdom of Suramar rises! Soldiers, think of your families, lovers and children, for their bright future, for a tomorrow full of magic!

   For the sake of the Kingdom of Suramar, charge! "

   "Boom"

   Elisande mobilized the power of Sargeras' scepter, and an invisible blow ripped apart the magic defense of the entire Quel'dorei town, along with the defense system itself, as well as the activated giant golems.

  The collapse of the space collapsed the material world torn open several terrifying black cracks. The surrounding houses were pulled and crumbling by this chaotic space, as if they were constantly being eaten by invisible monsters.

  The Grand Magister is still strengthening the magic that is applied to Sargeras' Scepter.

   She seems to want to use the power of this space relic to wipe the entire town from the ground, so as to add momentum to the charge of the Magic Swordsmen Army, and by the way, warn other white-skinned elves not to come and die!

   However, the idea is good, the reality is bad.

The ever-increasing space tearing and distortion quickly attracted the attention of the Sunwell defenders. After realizing that the last line of defense to the Sunwell was about to fall, the Sun King, who had been sitting here for the first time since the beginning of the invasion. Nastarion finally couldn't sit still.

   "Enough! Elisande!"

   In the screeching sound that spread throughout the island under the increase of magic power, the golden magic power was manipulated to turn into a huge flaming phoenix, and smashed into the great magus from high altitude in the collision that covered the sky.

   This blow was shot suddenly, but the timing was very delicate.

   was stuck in the situation where the Great Magister continued to output magic power. If Elisande wanted to hide, she had to interrupt the manipulation of Sargeras Scepter.

  If she insisted on destroying the elven town in front of her with one blow, the phoenix flame mixed with the magic power of the Sunwell would be enough to seriously injure the Great Magister.

   But Elisande came prepared!

   And the Grand Magister himself had told Black before that she had soaked the Nightwell for 10,000 years, and the energy from the Eye of Aman'Thul had changed the magic attribute in her body and her life form.

Elisande ignored the golden phoenix smashing towards him at all, and still insisted on guiding the destruction and tearing of Sargeras' scepter, until five seconds later, the entire town was smashed from the ground to the cheers of the night children. Divided into two, it was like the giant's hand ripped apart the ground of Kui Isle, completely opening the way for the Nightborne to go to the Sunwell.

  The Great Magister himself was completely engulfed by the flames of the phoenix, but in the flames flying like an exploding golden meteor shower, Elisande was nowhere to be seen, not even a scream.

   "Idiot! The omnipotent time is on our side!"

   The sarcastic voice of the Queen of the Nightborn resounded above the battlefield.

   and the space within a dozen yards around her location began to quickly turn into a weird khaki posture, and in the reversal of the time flow, Elisande was restored to its unharmed prosperity.

This wave of time reversal restored the fire of the golden phoenix that hit the great magister. In Elisande's laughter, she waved the scepter of Sargeras in her hand in a space-cut way. He wiped the magic that hit him from his eyes, and threw it violently towards the towering walls of the Sunwell in the swing of his staff.

With a loud    "Boom", the golden phoenix flames smashed onto the city wall like a meteor.

  The defense of the magic well was unable to resist its own power. This wave of counterattacks, which was so subtle that it was almost incomprehensible, successfully smashed the gorgeous gold-red city wall into a small piece.

   Above the towers of the Sunwell, the aged Sun King Anastarian leaned on a sin'dorei golden staff and his face was frosty.

   He realized that the situation had reached the most dangerous point.

   In the face of the silence of the Sun King, Elisande acted very casually, and the feeling was as if the shocking blow just now was just a random act by her.

   She rode on her gorgeous Demon Sabre screaming, raised her head and met the gaze of the Sun King.

  Although the two had never met, Elisande still sensed a familiar aura from the aged elf, and she said:

  "You really look like the Dath'Remar Sunstrider I remember, both in appearance, spirit and the disgusting arrogance you exude.

  I can understand your desire to protect your country and people, Anastarian.

   You are a king, and so am I.

  You are not as good as your grandfather, and my solid rule is beyond ten thousand years.

   Then, let me, as an outstanding senior, give you some advice on governing the country. "

  The Great Magister's voice became deep, and she said:

   "Surrender now!

  Suramar never covets anything from Quel'Thalas, all we need is magic! We can satisfy the desires of both parties in a more peaceful way.

   You will have peace and we will have abundance.

   After all, we are all descendants of the Elf Empire, we don’t really need to decide our future with blood here. "

   In the face of the Great Magister's "sincere" persuasion to surrender, the Sun King's response was quite direct.

   He placed the golden rod in his hand on the ground, just like an instruction, and the next moment, a golden magic waterfall gushed out from the sun well, wrapping the entire huge magnificent palace like a bird cage.

   But the tower where the Sun King is located is outside the barrier formed by this magic power.

   This is his response to Elisande.

   "Don't act like you are familiar with the Sunstrider family, Elisande, my grandfather and you were never friends! And don't show the high-ranking aura that deliberately imitates Queen Azshara.

  You are not her.

  You can never be her! "

  Anastarian raised his head, and while the wind of magic power blew his long hair and fluttered, the magic power from the Sun Well poured into the Sun King's body in a perfused manner, making his momentum rise steadily.

   He scolded loudly:

   "You are not the master of the elves, you are just a thief who stole the Queen's treasures but showed off his power!"

   "You want the magic of the Quel'dorei elves?"

   "Then get it with your own hands!"

   (end of this chapter)