When: August 22 of the Black Gate / Location: Silvermoon City – Murder Trail

"Quick, quick, quick, all those who can fight are out of the city!" Nathanos was separated from his troops, and he had to command the rest of the men in the chaotic city.

"Nassa, are you here? The First Legion has been assembled. Romans, dressed in red robes, ran against the crowd and shouted.

"What about the Second Legion?" Nassar replied, picking up a fallen militiaman roughly.

"Have you seen the Great Star Sorcerer Solanlian? Bilova told me to come back to her!" Romans' vertical collar obscured half of his face, but his anxiety could be seen in his eyebrows.

"Didn't she accompany the prince to Dalaran?"

"It's long overdue, if it weren't for something happening to Dalaran, they could have been back here right away through the portal. Romans was right, but Dalaran had already drifted away, and Kel'thugad had sealed Dalaran's magical coordinate system before he died, rendering all portals ineffective.

"War is not something that can be controlled by one or two people, go back to your troops, we can defend this country. Nassa's answer had been repeated no less than five times, and the people and soldiers of the city were terrified by the immortal spirits outside the city, and now there were at least ten generals who had lost contact.

Romans hesitated and rode out of the city, and the Murder Trail was finally not as crowded as before.

At the same time, the Violet Tower.

Prince Kyle stirred his long golden eyebrows, and the same golden triangular beard on his chin kept rising and falling, due to the death of Antonidas, there were only five members left in the Council of Six of Dalaran, all of them were candidates for the strongest mage in Azeroth, including Prince Kyle, although the Flying Spell used by the Infinity before his death saved tens of thousands of people in the city, but because the energy was too strong, no one could stop Dalaran City from flying north.

"Join me in fusing mana!," Kyle shouted at the other archmages.

"What's the point, do you want to go back to that battlefield full of carrion undead?" roared the rune-masked Archmage Derlandon.

Another elven of the five suddenly took two steps forward and nodded slightly to Prince Kyle, "I agree!" His mortal form was called [Crassus], and as a dragon of life covered in red scales, his magical genius was unparalleled. This dragon, formerly known as Claostraz, is also the chief consort of the Red Dragon Queen. There were three scars on his right eye, but even he didn't know when he got them.

Behind Crassus, it seems that there is always a brown-haired teenager named Ronin, a human disciple of Crassus.

"It's two to one now, huh?" Kyle asked Ainslem and Kalai instead, the bald mage Kalai was a little nervous, but he always abstained in the voting in the council, usually six people sented, and one abstained before the result could be made, but today she still maintained her usual style, I don't know what the purpose is, he immediately responded, "I... Belch... Abstention. ”

Ansrem wore a hood large enough to cover his eyes, and his rigorous style gave the impression of calm and sanity: "Honorable Speaker of the Sunstrider, you have not answered Speaker Derlandon, we must know the purpose of your exit from the city at this moment. ”

"Kel'thugad and his unknown master want to destroy the world, destroy our civilization!Isn't that a reason?We should fight, not hide in a floating city with no purpose!" Prince Kyle spat at excitedly, and the blue sun float behind him flew restlessly.

Great Star Sorcerer Solanlian: "Your Highness the Prince, we don't need to turn to these cowards for help! Please let me and Isaas help you open the portal for your return journey!"

"Presumptuous, with your strength, it will take three days to restore the teleportation matrix, are you going to let me die?" Kyle glared at Solan Lian fiercely, and said angrily.

Ansrem: "So you think Quel'Thalas has been invaded as well?"

"Yes! I invaded the head of the undead when the Scourge attacked the city! They will attack my people and land, and !! Well of the Sun!"

Ansleem: "I sympathize with what happened to your country, but I... Against!"

It's two to two, and everyone can't wait to know why.

Kyle was stunned, these humans were obviously all fucked off!

Ansrem: "If your position is on Dalaran's side, I will support you in whatever I say, but you have your own interests in mind, and I can't risk a natural disaster to pass through the portal and wipe us out for your reputation." ”

Kyle went crazy, as a prince for thousands of years, he never officially sat on that throne, but his heart was his own people, he would not deliberately seek any status title, in recent years, he has done diplomatic, political, inspection, grassroots experience and other activities that only kings can experience, Ansrem's words made him desperate, he has never been so helpless, he thought of his troops, those hard workers working in the magic laboratory, even a team of coachmen, The Sindorennons with their scythes in their wilts, just as the horrors that Dalaran had just faced, how terrified his people would be in the face of real nightmares and twisted dead.

"Bastard! I'm quitting Kenrito right now!Humans!You cold-blooded animals!I won't trust humans anymore!Wait for the wrath of the Sunstrider!" The long golden and red cloak shook from side to side, and the elven prince's back disappeared into the entrance to the Violet Tower with the curse.

The prince's entourage from Quel'Salas immediately followed the angry elves and hurried towards the embassy where the prince was staying. Sunsnatcher Temple – This building is named after Sindore's ancient name.

The prince sat down at the round table, picked up half a cup of cold bubble tea, and drank it all.

"They put us under house arrest? "Phantom Archmage Isaas is a chronic man, but his words reveal his anxiety.

"Shut up, Isaas, we must get out of this damn place, or it will be too late!" were Kyle's first uttering words from the Violet Tower.

The pretty face of the great star sorcerer Solan Lian was humbly tilted 45 degrees, her left hand on her chest, and her fingertips against her collarbone, which was the special etiquette of the female elves: "No offense, Your Highness, but if those bastards refuse to help, it will be difficult for us to escape." ”

Kyle had already devised a new plan on the way, but instead of telling his men directly, he instead asked, "How's the matter with the Pillar of Creation, Ethas!"

"I don't have a clue, Kyle. Isaac was a little ashamed, and even more unrelenting.

The prince slapped himself on the forehead to let the ministers know about his disappointment. Esaas hurriedly explained: "The Pillar of Creation was shattered in the war of the ancient times, and is now divided into seven pieces. One piece of what we have was stolen by the Astral Guardian Medivan, and its whereabouts are still unknown, and the only clue in the Great Library is here. ”

"Someone must know more details!What does the caretaker of the Great Library, the boy who laughs all day long, know?" Kyle was patiently salvaging the impatience that spread like fire.

"The lad's name is Karen Ding, I fought him when I stole into the library, he probably didn't see me, but... My mana is below him ... As Bi Luohua's eldest disciple, his face turned even redder as he spoke.

"I don't blame you, Isaas. Please take my [Golden Sun] and come with me to meet that guy, the others pack their bags, and we will leave in one day at the earliest!"

"You're not going to give the golden remnant sun to that hairy boy, are you?" the Great Star Sorcerer was a little unwilling, she guessed the prince's plan.

"Mind your own business! If I can save the tide of war and save my people, I will not hesitate to do so, even if I throw the entire treasured weapons of Quel'Salas into the sea!" The prince's words were reproachful, but they were very emotional to the ears of his subjects, and the ministers thought to themselves: he was a king worthy of his life.

The prince got up, shook his head, and walked towards the great library without stopping.

In the evening, the pothos on the high wall was covered with frost, and Dalaran should have entered the Winter Ring of the Far North Tundra (the icy zone below 20° north latitude).

The reading room of the Great Library was empty, and mages who had just experienced a real mortal war were not in the mood to study the hard things here. The prince and Isaas entered the atrium.

"Lord Karondin!" shouted Kyle before he could step through the second door.

There was a faint snoring in the quiet library, and both of them noticed it and began to search for the source of the sound.

The young caretaker fell asleep on the top of a large five-meter-high bookshelf with a bottle of Rumball's pirate aged 12 years in front of the Black Gate.

Esaas raised his staff and poked Karen Ding's ass twice, but the man above rolled over and continued to fall asleep.

"Push him down!" Kyle said impatiently.

Before the words fell, a phantom identical to him split out in Isaas's body, this phantom floated in mid-air and stepped up step by step like stepping on real steps, on the same level as Karen Ding, with a gentle push of both hands, the sleeping young man fell from a height, and when he was about to land, the blue sun magic ball behind the prince supported his body.

Karen Ding woke up due to weightlessness, and after a short yell, he rubbed his eyes and looked at the visitor: "Oh, hiccup!~~ Dear Royal Highness the Prince, your arrival has made the library shine... Hiccup!~~"

"Without polite words, let me ask you, do you know the whereabouts of the Pillar of Creation?"

"The Pillars of Creation ... I do not know... I don't know what you want that for?"

"Oh, so you mean you know?"

"I don't deny hearing about these things, but they don't mean anything to you. ”

"Have you seen one of them, or have you seen it as a whole piece?" This question made Isaas on the side creep, what nonsense was the prince talking about?The Pillar of Creation was shattered in the War of the Ancients tens of thousands of years ago, how could a young man like him, who looked only about twenty years old, have seen the whole thing? If he had... ？

"What kind of monster do you think I'm a monster? Would you like to drink some Langpole hangover? The prince removed the power of the orb, causing Kalentin to fall to the ground.

"That's just a guess, young man. I just don't understand why you weren't elected to the Council of Six, and you're wasting your talent here!"

"No, no, no, you are exalting me too much, I am just a literary and artistic young man who likes to read, how dare I make a mistake in front of the archmages?"

"Since Isath can't fight you, then at least Kalai and Ainsrem's mana is on par with you!"

"Oh, the thief on the top floor last time... No, no, no, is the gentleman in black His Excellency Isaas?"

"Don't pretend to be confused!" Esaas's mana is very outward, and Karondin must have discovered his true colors a long time ago, and Isaas was a little annoyed and angry at this time.

"Oh, don't be angry, the elven kingdom is so mastery, I just can't be sure which one it is. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, can you help me restore the coordinate group enchantment system?" Prince Kyle looked at that deep and strange smile, and he still had no good premonition.

Karen Ding sat on the ground with his ass crooked, poured another mouthful into his mouth, and then said with a smile: "Your Royal Highness, I roughly understand what you mean, you want to restore the portal system destroyed by traitors, and you want me to help you come up with ideas." But it's impossible to do it in a short period of time with just a few of us, unless you can find two more good players, especially those who specialize in teleportation, and we all happen to know such people. ”

"You mean Crassus, master and apprentice, he did try to help me during the day's unpleasant meetings. ”

"Like me, you need to make friends, my dear prince, Zuana, near Quel'Thalas, is a great habitat for dragons to spawn, and the blue dragons among them are friends of magic-obsessed elves, so you might as well go to them to protect Quel'Thallas after you have escaped from Dalaran. ”

"You thought of a countermeasure for me in advance, why is that?"

"I'll tell you the truth, I've seen my own end in Takarazan in Medivan, and I'll die at the hands of the undead and be one of them for a short time. ”

"Since you see your own end, why don't you try to avoid it, and hit it hard?"

"I can't defy fate, it's better to do something good before I die. ”

"Whatever you want, and thank you for your help, I'm sure you can finish your preparations, and I'll go to Crassus's abode first. ”

After the conversation between the three of them, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening, Crassus's dwelling was empty, the dragon clan did not raise a large number of subordinates like other feudal kingdoms, his life was very simple, most of the things in the house were wooden, and they were not gorgeous, and there were all kinds of spell casting materials placed on the countless shelves in the house. In the place where the round table should have been placed in the front was the skeleton of a young dragon, each of which was polished with sandpaper to a shiny glow.

"Welcome to the mansion of Crassus, Lord Kael'thas. A voice said from the cubicle。。。。。。。。 (Rabbit pen Kang slugging cow)