In Silvermoon City, on a sunny morning, the blood elves of Quel'Salas welcomed a wise and mysterious old man. The Prophet Velun walked slowly to the Temple of the Sunseeker with a steady pace. The Draenei people along the way knelt down one after another, for them, Velen is the savior, their leader, and their spiritual pillar, if there is no Velon, there is no current Delaney. The Blood Elves were unfamiliar with the old man with his cane, and they all cast curious glances at Velon. Can such a gray-haired old man really remove the power of the sun well in Ares' body and recreate a pure sun well? Before succeeding, the Blood Elves didn't have much hope for it.

"The Prophet ......"

Standing in the Temple of the Sunstrider, Ares had been waiting for a long time. Others are not very familiar with Vinylon and do not know much about it. As a crossing dog, Ares knows the old man well. Compared to the use of the Light, Veron is the forerunner of this world, the most powerful Sage in Azeroth.

"Kid, let's get started."

Holding the crystal wooden staff containing endless energy, Veron walked up to Ares and said lightly. They had already met beforehand. Veron told Ares all about his plans. How to extract the energy of the sunwell in Ares' body little by little, and then purify it with the power of the Holy Light. It will take several days, and Ares must not be emotionally agitated during the process of extracting energy, otherwise, once the energy of the solar well fluctuates, the consequences will be unimaginable.

For this reason, the Blood Elves and the paladins of the Knights of the Silver Hand formed a convoy to protect Ares, Veron, Romans and others. During the time it was being remodeled, no one was allowed to meet Ares. All the important business is left to Whitemane and Drum.

One thing that is relatively easy is that Ares himself is a holy light physique, and the power of the sunwell has been repeatedly purified during this time. This makes the work of Vinylon relatively much easier.

"Prophet, is it possible to transfer completely? I mean the power of the sunwell. ”

Before the ceremony began, Ares made one final confirmation of the outcome of the ceremony.

A serious and dull expression crossed Velen's face.

"It's hard, more or less some energy will remain in you. But I'll try to do the best I can. ”

Veron said with a frown. Immediately, the Blood Elf Elf, the Archmage Romans, and the leader of Dalaran, Ronin, cast spells together with the Prophet Velon......

In the golden temple of the Sunstrider, Ares calmly closed his eyes. His body floated in the center of the temple, a pure light enveloping him. Around this pure light, there was a myriad of arcane energies. The blue-purple magical glow intersects with the golden holy light. It's like a beautiful light and shadow show. However, this was not a show of light, and in that flickering light, the most powerful magical power and the power of holy light surged in all of Azeroth.

"Sister, will he be okay?"

Standing in the circular hallway of the temple, Winlesa asked her sister Sylvanas anxiously. And Sylvanas didn't know that, as a ranger, she didn't know much about magic.

"I don't know, I hope he's okay."

Sylvanas suppressed the tension in her heart and whispered.

"The continuation of the Blood Elf clan depends on the next few days."

Wen Lesa said with emotion.

……

"You should go and witness the rebirth of the Sunwell."

Standing outside the temple, Illidan spoke to Karegos.

"Rebirth? It was the rebirth of the Sunwell, not the rebirth of Avena. I don't want to see Ares' face. ”

Karegos replied resentfully.

"Ares can't be blamed for this, Anvena is a sacrifice that she chose on her own initiative, and she used her sacrifice in exchange for the safety of this world. Ares was forced to accept the power of the Sunwell. To put it another way, if it weren't for Ares that day, all of us would have died long ago. Kilgardan may have already destroyed the entire planet. ”

Illidan turned his head and said.

Karegos was silent, and he looked into the distance, his eyes melancholy and sad.

……

The perfect fusion of holy light and magical energy, when the new sunwell was created, the blood elves of the entire Silvermoon City boiled. Ares became their savior......

In the center of the Temple of the Sunstriders, the new Well of the Sun, as its name suggests, glows with a brilliant white light. It has become the source of energy and spiritual sustenance for all blood elves. They are grateful for Ares' selfless dedication, not only preventing Kilgardan, the great demon of the Burning Legion, from entering this world, but also returning the power of the sunwell in their bodies to the blood elves. On the day the new sunwell was created, there were many Blood Elven civilians who regarded Ares as lifelong allies and partners. Of course, Romans and the Elven Elders showed a hint of embarrassment and unhappiness on their faces. A human being, with such a high reputation, is unique in the history of the High Elves......

"Prophet, tell me, how much energy remains in me?"

The ceremony was a success, but it was seen to outsiders. When there was no one around, Ares asked about Veron. The officiant of this ceremony. Some things are very different on the surface and on the surface.

"Well, you got it?"

Veren sat down with the crystal staff in his hand and sighed.

"Well, I can feel it."

Ares said calmly. This feeling is like a big stone in my heart has been put down, but there is a lot of pressure that has not been released. For example, Ares discovered that he could also feel the power of magic. It's subtle, but it's palpable. It's like someone behind you, you can't touch it, you can't see it, but you can sense it. This proves that the ritual was not in fact thorough.

"Ten percent, Great Lord. At least ten percent of the energy is still in you. It can't be eradicated, and if you really want to be a normal person again, then you'll have to spend time killing it. Of course, this is difficult, and it can take years, decades, or even hundreds of years. ”

Veron explained.

"I was dead by then."

Ares returned with a smile.

"So you have to recognize the reality......"

Velun said with his eyes closed.

"Prophet, can you promise me one thing?"

Ares stood up suddenly, and said seriously and seriously.

"Say it, as long as I can do it."

Veron turned his head and stared at Ares back.

"Don't tell anyone about the remnants of the power of the sunwell in me. Don't let anyone know, including those around me. Prophet, you know that the Blood Elves now regard me as the most selfless of all, the greatest of all. However, once they know that I still have the power of the sunwell in me, they will have a very bad impression of me. The Blood Elves will think I'm a thief and steal the relics that belong to them. Eventually, a new war will break out. But you know, I'm not...... I'm not the thief, but with my current abilities, we can't fully transfer the power of the sunwell. This is a white lie. ”

Ares said tiredly.

"Okay, I promise you."

Velun closed his eyes, nodded silently, and replied.