The Well of the Sun, originally a vial of water from the Well of Eternity, was stolen by Darth Remar Sunstrider, one of the leaders of the High Elves after the War of the Ancients, and created the High Elf's Fountain of Magic on the island of Queldanus after the founding of Quel'Thalas. On this day, the High Elves were born, and the energy of this sunwell gradually allowed these immigrant elves to adapt to the new environment and be nourished by abundant magical power. Darth Rema leads his people in building their new magical realm.

The place where the Well of the Sun is located was originally just a small well, but now after thousands of years of continuous repairs, it has been completed into a magnificent palace complex, and the Sunseeker Wang family has arranged a very strong guard force here all year round, they are absolutely loyal to the royal family of the lawbreaker. But now that the majestic palace and the loyal guards are a thing of the past, they may have been glamorous in front of them, but their "posthumous" existence has defiled this holy place.

The sound of the battle soon ended, and under the sheer strength of the King of the Death Knights, the lawbreakers who attacked to the death only lasted a few seconds.

"Every time I see stupid mortals doing something stupid like this, I always find satisfaction and pleasure in my heart, don't you think? "It was a Nasrezm who spoke. If you look closely, this Dreadlord is bigger than the others and has more power in his body, but no one here knows that this Dreadlord called Tikdios is the leader of Nasrezm.

Arthas didn't think much of the Dreadlord's words, and he asked matter-of-factly, "Tikdios, did you just scatter Kel'thugad's ashes into the Well of the Sun?" Because he knew that Kelthugad had told him in his soul state that although these Dreadlords claimed to be loyal to the Lich King, they were actually the jailers of Neozu, so he wouldn't talk nonsense with these Dreadlords at all.

"You've got a lot of nonsense, just do what I say. Tikdios drooped his long face boredly.

"Elves of Quel'Salas, you had the opportunity to surrender, but you are so stubborn! In that case, your entire race and ancient heritage will be destroyed...... The home of the High Elves is now dead!" Arthas recited the victor's declaration, which seemed to spread out under the control of some force, and could be heard throughout the island of Queldanus, as he turned the urn containing Kel'thugad's ashes upside down, and the fine powder drifted into the water of the well that shone like the sun......

An obscure and awkward incantation emanated from Tikdios's mouth, and the air around him became more viscous, and the otherwise calm well water began to ripple. Faintly, Arthas could even hear the cries of unknown ghosts, not from his mind, nor from the Frost Grief, but from the syllables of the Dreadlord, an illusion that contained the souls of countless dead?

Arthas couldn't confirm that he wasn't good at mystical magic, whether he was a paladin or a death knight.

The ritual of "resurrection" was quickly completed, and Arthas had expected it to have a drastic effect on the entire Sunwell, the damned island, but to his disappointment, the ritual was as calm as if he had killed a paladin, and Kel'thugad's lich form was completed.

"I was banished by my comrades and forced into exile in the Frozen Wasteland. But I'm not alone. The voice in my head, my only companion, guided me to my destination. Nightmarish creatures await me at the entrance. I even felt like my blood was getting as cold as Icecrown. There, I witnessed countless terrifying sights and incredible powers, and that was what I had been looking for. I was terrified by all the evil in the fortress, and I tried to escape, but I couldn't get far. In a matter of moments, I was forced to make a choice. By the time I finally realized what it would cost me to gain such power, it was too late. Now, the world will pay an even more painful price. Because, I'm back. I am Kel'thugad. And you, the curiosity of the living, will lead you to death......"

"Alright, Kel'thugad, we have to go to the next mission. Arthas interrupted the lich who had been chattering as soon as he was resurrected.

Then, with the wave of the new lich with powerful energy, the members of the Scourge present were enveloped in an indescribable mixture of arcane energy that did not look like arcane, death and did not seem like death, and in the next second, this energy disappeared along with the people they enveloped, leaving behind only the devastated grand hall and the well water of the Well of the Sun glowing with black smoke and death......

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Relying on the advantage of the soul horse and the strong holy energy of his physical strength, Edlan finally rushed out of the range of Silvermoon City before the undead army was encircled, and his escape target was naturally Yangfan Harbor, where he had also arranged it in advance, and he believed that Herod could handle this matter well. And even if he messed up, Archmage Beloval would still be his second line of insurance, and he believed that Belovar was responsible for escorting the remains of Anastria, and this kind of thing would not be taken lightly.

In fact, just as Adelan expected, when he ran all the way to kill the gargoyles that followed him mercilessly, he arrived safely in Yangfan Harbor.

This High Elf trading port, which had been much depressed due to Quel'Thalas's self-containment policy, has now become one of the only sea routes for High Elf survivors to escape, the other being Yangwan Harbor in the northern part of Queldanas Island.

When Edlan arrived at the realm of Yangfan Harbor on a good-looking soul horse that exuded a lot of holy energy, he found that it was quite safe, and there were no undead any more than a few kilometers away

Setting foot here, but the vigilance here is still relatively in place, and he was discovered by patrolling rangers from afar.

Under the guidance of the ranger, he entered the town named after the port, where order still exists, and although the High Elves have fled here, the appearance of the civilians of a nation when they are about to die is the truest manifestation of whether the nation can continue to survive.

Because Edlan saw with his own eyes that because there are relatively few offshore ships in his territory, the maximum number of ships that can be brought is ten, plus this port has been idle for too long, and the elven ships are also in disrepair, with a total of thirty-two ships, and the number of people that can fit is very limited. As a result, there was no need to maintain order at all in the command of officials and rangers, and the young and strong High Elf men and women would consciously stay, and they urgently accepted some experienced professionals and veterans who survived the battle against the undead to practice a few tricks.

And many of the old elves were reluctant to get on the ship first, and they gave their places to the children and young elves to go on the ship first, while they themselves were doing some manual labor or accompanying the wounded, no matter who persuaded them.

Edlan secretly wondered, he was not pretentious, he walked by and cast a string of buff spells for the busy elves around him, and after gaining the favor of the proud elves and civilians, he continued to walk deeper, and then he unexpectedly found an acquaintance he had met, Haduron Mingyi and Liadrin, the former was discussing something with several elves in robes, while the latter was simply treating the wound in his left eye for another fierce looking ranger.

And beside them, on a humble platform that is not very high, surrounded by a simple garland is the corpse of the Sun King Anastria, with whom Edlan had fought against the enemy not long ago. Many High Elf civilians are spontaneously fetching wildflowers from the surviving areas to contribute to their king's horrific funeral.

Naturally, these High Elves also noticed Edlan who was leading the two soul horses here, but they did not pause their discussion after nodding to him in a friendly manner.

"Lotherma, you're too messy, but you're doing a good job! those damn trolls are going to fight Quel'Thalas's idea at this time!" a magus somehow led the conversation in that direction, a man Edlan had met in the Tower of Sunrage, and he was Magister Rothman.

"What are we doing now, we have to get as many civilians as we can, or we won't be able to concentrate on the counteroffensive. Haduron shifted the conversation back again.

"No, Haduron, we all know that we alone can't take back Silvermoon City. The other Magister, Astaro, said sadly, and then he looked at the portal on the other side, which was maintained by two Magisters, and civilians with panicked faces were constantly coming out......

Haduron clenched his fists tightly, he was very unwilling, but when he looked up and saw the body of the king temporarily rested on the humble high platform, which had been frozen by the archmage Belovar with magic to keep the body intact, his heart welled up with endless sorrow, and the unwilling impulse dissipated.

"Don't get excited, Lotherma, you need to be calm, the blood from her eyes is coming out again!" Liadline reproached, but still squeezed out what little Holy Energy she had to treat Lotherma, who had injured one eye.

"I can feel that this eye can't see anymore! But I wish I could be by His Majesty's side in the last moments......" Lotherma's voice was also full of sadness, he was a calm and resourceful Ranger Lord, he used his patience and steadiness to put the "handbrake" on Sylvanas's actions like the wind But now, when such agreeable words came out of his mouth, it fully showed that even fellows like Lothima had great respect for the Sun King.

Although Anastria is not a friendly king to people of other races in terms of diplomacy, he is indeed a first-class good to the High Elves, otherwise he would not have spontaneously picked up some wildflowers for him after his death, and even in the original "history", in the "Hereafter", Blood Elf players will occasionally utter the slogan "For Annasteria!" when entering the slash charge.

Edlan consciously didn't interject, and from their conversation, he had already remembered that these two "famous" rangers had not appeared before the later generations because they had discovered that Amani trolls had made an unusual move when the undead scourge attacked Quel'Thalas, and although they wanted to return to Silvermoon City immediately, these troll scouts were not easy to mess with, and they had to meet another group of invaders and strangle the possible attack of the trolls in the cradle.

When Lotherma had dealt with the troll scouts, he quickly returned to his post at a confidential location of the magical defense barrier he oversaw, where he discovered that the invisible magic had been broken and that the Moon Crystal, the shield used to sustain the Eternal Song Forest, was gone.

Realizing that the matter was serious, he immediately rushed to the next place...... But it was too late, the magic barrier collapsed, the defenders were turned into undead, and in the fierce battle, Lotherma was clawed in the left eye by an undead guard, and they were about to fall into the grave When the Ranger Lord was killed, Haduron led his men to kill all the undead.

Originally, in the original "history", the two would have learned from the mouth of a human necromancer that their kingdom had been wiped out by the Scourge Legion, and then the two led their troops to rush back frantically, and they could not prevent the collapse of the situation......

But now, when Haduron rescued Lotherma, he was indeed rushing in the direction of Silvermoon City, but the undead army like a tide made them completely unwilling

They couldn't get closer, and at this time they were going to take a detour by sea and wanted to get on the ship from Yangfan Harbor...... As a result, they encountered civilians who had fled here and the archmage Beloval, who was escorting the body of the king of Anastria.

Therefore, after learning everything from Beloval's mouth, Lotherma did not rush back to Silvermoon City as in "history", because it was a chaotic place before they arrived, and it was in urgent need of trustworthy forces to maintain order, and those civilians also needed someone to protect them, so they stayed.

At this time, when these "high-level" High Elves of this place fell into the memory of the former king again, a loud human voice sounded, "My lord, it's really good to see that you are safe and sound!"

"Herold?!" Edlan heard the prestige, and the new paladin Herold, who was a year younger than him but was stronger than him, trotted over to him very happily and gave him a very serious military salute, and Edlan also replied, "I'm fine, how are you guys?"

Before the other paladins were transferred away by the Sun King, Edlan had already explained that if there was an irreparable situation, they should not put their lives on the line in Silvermoon City and go to the port as soon as possible. Although there was such an agreement, after the current chaos, it seems that few of the new paladins who are prone to enthusiasm can be here.

After all, a few humans are still very conspicuous in the High Elf group, and Adelan looks around, except for Herold, Amin and Allen, there are no other humans.

"I don't know, my lord, but after we took the ship at your command, there was no sign of the other brothers, not even the Miss Dnev. ”

It's not surprising to get this answer, after all, Silvermoon City has fallen and is in chaos, as long as Arthas doesn't deal with Silvermoon City like he did with Lordaeron City, then the city can still be saved, and there will be some lucky guys who will hide and wait for the reinforcements to come back and clean up the mess to rescue them.

Moreover, this is war, and facing and witnessing death is almost a common occurrence for these living people, especially high-ranking people like Edlan, but he has not yet reached the level where he can quantify the loss into data, because when he learns that Uther and a group of old paladins have died in battle, he will still feel heartbroken, and he will be angry and want to rush out directly to Arthas to take revenge.

But every time he calms down, he feels that life is really precious.

"Praise you for your courage and wisdom, General Edlan. ”

At this time, Haduron walked over and bowed slightly, cordially and sincerely thanked Edlan for helping the High Elves in danger, and behind him, those Magisters and Lotherma all had complex expressions of gratitude and shame, but there was one exception, that is, Liadline, she looked at Adelan with a look of adoration, because she had experienced Adelan's "absolute defense" of delaying and shaking the demon Arthas in adversity up close The light that made her feel incomparably aggressive made her sink deeply.

Originally, in "history", after witnessing the fall of Silvermoon City and the contamination of the Sunwell, Liadline deeply reflected and doubted that the faith she had always believed in, the faith of the Holy Light that had spread from humans to Quel'Thalas, did not respond to her when she needed it most, so that she could only watch her country perish, watch her beloved monarch die, and watch the Well of the Sun, on which most of the High Elves depend, be polluted......

Therefore, after such a deep and fervent belief in the Light collapsed, Liadline became the first Blood Knight to "suck" Muru's Light as energy in the "later time".

However, now, Edlan's appearance has made this "future" blood knight leader feel that there is still hope, even if he is born as a human being, he can achieve that kind of strength, then he must be at fault with his own method, but he has not been able to learn the most effective way to use this energy. As a result, the idea that all the High Elves would not be able to live with the mainstream values slowly formed in her mind, recognizing humans as teachers, and learning from them how to use the Light correctly!

It's just that now, Liadline can't say it for the time being, especially when the body of the former king has not yet been buried, this sensitive period can't be said, she has to wait for a suitable opportunity.

"Dealing with these undead is a shared responsibility of all the living, and we have a responsibility to do so...... Okay, Haduron, without saying a kind word, let's talk about how we can save more people. Adelan is not used to being praised, and he is praised under the complicated expressions of Lotherma and others, so he simply brought this embarrassing "business blowing" link in one sentence, and it is better to get to the point as soon as possible.

And at this time, a strong wave of magic appeared next to the portal of Yangfan Harbor!

"What's going on?" Adelan touched the hilt of his sword, and many of them watched in the direction of the other side, just like him.

"Take it easy, paladin, that magic fluctuation is all too familiar to our High Elves, it is a fluctuation peculiar to our Highness the Kael'thas Sunstrider, and I think it's time for His Highness to return when he is informed. Magister Rothman's determined tone made everyone's expressions more or less relaxed.

Although Adlan had never met Kael'thas, when his trademark outfit walked through the "door" that shone with pure magical energy, the former recognized the noble and handsome High Elf prince with a very tragic fate...... It's just that Edlan is surprised that the prince is accompanied by his old acquaintance, Crassus......