Today I plan to do more, and I failed again, and the bad habit of one day less and more one day is still not time to come back,

"Your Majesty hasn't come back yet," said a slender man, leaning on a tree that exuded a faint glow, incomparably sacred.

"Lotherma, you've said this more than a hundred times, don't say it again, it's annoying," a melodious voice like a yellow warbler sounded, and a woman sitting on the top of a tree trunk, dangling her slender legs, said with an unhappy expression.

"I haven't seen you in a few years, Wenlesa, you're still like this, still so unquiet," Lotherma. Theron gently smoothed the hair in front of his forehead, twisted his body, changed a comfortable angle, leaned on the big tree behind him that needed to be hugged by many people, his lips turned up slightly, and continued to speak; "Your married life hasn't changed you in any way, and it seems that mages are just inferior to rangers."

"Lotherma. Theron! A shout came from the tree, and with a whoosh, a branch cut through the air and made a whistling sound.

"Wen Jing, you are no longer a girl, but a young woman," Lotherma raised her right hand, palmed it, grabbed the branch ready, and threw it to the ground, her mouth still frivolous.

"Lotherma, you broke through," surprised words of disbelief, from Wen Lessa's mouth, looking at the man below, easily caught his own attack, the attack that was supposed to teach the other party a lesson, undoubtedly failed, but at this moment Wen Lesa no longer cared about this.

"No, you haven't fully broken through yet," Wenlesa soon noticed that something was wrong. If only a hero and a strong man were in front of him. Then I will never be unrecognizable. The soul of a hero and a strong man is too special.

"It's still a little close, we can break through within the year," Lotherma said, shaking her head slightly.

"I thought you guy, you would never be able to break through, as my sister's adjutant, you are qualified now," Wen Leisa's eyes were gloomy. Looking at Lotherma's gloomy face, she continued; "This time it seems to have hit you hard."

"I will keep in mind the shame of the Well of the Sun!" Lotherma's expression was stern, and she said in a heavy voice, her hands were subconsciously clenched tightly, and the four words of the Well of the Sun made Lotherma reveal an unforgettable hatred.

The battle of the Well of the Sun has become a magical obstacle for Lotherma, accompanying Lotherma day and night.

As the lieutenant of the Ranger General Sylvanas, Lotherma's position in Silvermoon City, and indeed in Quel'Salas, was only below that limited number of men. Battle of the Well of the Sun, Ranger General Sylvanas is not in Quel'Thalas. Instead, far away in Gilneth, Lotherma temporarily took over the power of Sylvanas, and it can be said that Lotherma was already the supreme military commander of Quel'Salas at that time.

But in the battle of the Well of the Sun, the king died in battle to defend his family and country, and he Lothema is still alive, without a single scar on his body, it can be said that the infinite pressure pressed on Lothama's body.

It can be said that Lotherma, who was guarding Silvermoon City at that time, also had some whips beyond the well of the sun, and he didn't have to bear much responsibility, because his responsibility was to guard Silvermoon City, but it was the king who died, the most respected king of Quel'Salas.

Arthas's invasion of Quel'Thalas, even if it was a small force, but no flaws were discovered in advance, even if there was a traitor, it was impossible, and there were some clues that fed back to Silvermoon City, but in the end it was not taken seriously, and it was blinded by Arthas's powerful sweep of Lordaeron, which made Lotharma regret and blame herself.

"The pollution has started again," Wen Leisa, who had been sitting on the top of the tree trunk, suddenly stood up, and looked at the well of the sun in the distance with a pair of solemn eyes.

"Damn Arthas, I'm going to kill him," Lotherma looked at the radiant well water, which was rapidly losing its former luster, and the magic contained in it quickly dissipated, from the crystal clear water quality, slowly turning black, this is not the final result, after turning black, the well water is still deepening, and finally you can see that what appears in your eyes is sewage,

"Let's go," Wen Lesa fell from the top of the tree trunk, her light body turned in the air, and landed steadily, her legs were only slightly bent, and after she landed, she was like a swift cheetah, with a vigorous voice, and quickly rushed towards the well of the sun.

Lotherma followed Wen Lesa closely, and the distance of a few hundred meters was only a few breaths for the two of them.

At this moment, in front of the Well of the Sun, there are already layers of figures.

All of them were robed mages with staves in their hands, and their bodies were filled with fluctuations of magical power, and they were all carefully selected to not react badly due to the contamination of the Well of the Sun.

The Well of the Sun is already a part of the life of the High Elves, magic is more magical to Gilneth, and even the Kingdom of Stormwind, people who can learn magic, there is no one in a thousand, and the professor of magic is also an elite education, only a few people can obtain qualifications, but in Quel'Salas, this is the country of magic, magic has entered thousands of households, has become a part of life, and is an indispensable object.

The problem with the Well of the Sun naturally affected them, but there were still some people who remained in good condition.

"How's Romans, how is the rate of contamination this time compared to the previous ones?" After arriving, Wen Lesa couldn't wait to ask a high elf.

"It's not going to be good, the rate of pollution is accelerating," Romans stared at the changes in the Well of the Sun with a pair of green eyes, dressed in a fiery red mage's tight-fitting robe, but it showed off his delicate figure to the fullest.

"Not only that, but the effect of magic is weakening, three days, no, two days, magic will lose its effect," Romans looked at these high elf mages, constantly releasing magic, reinforcing the barrier against those sources of pollution, but unfortunately, this qiē approach is in vain, the pollution is still intensifying, and the magic is only alleviating at most.

At present, the Well of the Sun is divided into two parts, most of which are radiant and the water is crystal clear, while a small part is darker, like ink, and it is impossible to see what is inside, and the polluted well water does not stop at all, as if it is boiling, constantly boiling, and from time to time there are black bubbles coming out.

"Doesn't that mean that in two days, without the barrier of magic, the speed of this pollution will explode several times," Lotherma said with a frown, her face ugly.

"Yes, at the rate of pollution, not only in the Well of the Sun, but also in the nearby woodlands, there will be such a great change," Romans gently wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead, and his flattering face had a deep bitterness.

"I can only hope that His Majesty will succeed in building the strongest artifact and purifying the Well of the Sun," Romans looked expectantly in his eyes.

Not only Romans, but also Lothmar and Winlessa, with the current situation of the Well of the Sun, the continuous spread of pollution has caused a great danger to the High Elves, and these toxins that spread pollution are using the Well of the Sun as a medium to influence the High Elves, if left untreated, over time, the evil witchcraft will kill all the elves, and spread an incurable plague around.

Originally, there were many wise people in the Well of the Sun, and they had come up with the idea that they wanted to destroy it, and if the Well of the Sun after pollution was not removed, the High Elves would be in danger of dying.

Romans was one of the people who built yì to destroy the Well of the Sun, but in the end it was vetoed by Kael'thas because it was not the time to run out of waters, and it was possible to purify the Well of the Sun by creating the strongest divine artifact.

Destroying the Well of the Sun, this is a last resort, if possible, who wants to destroy the Well of the Sun, this is an important place for the High Elves to survive.

Although the High Elves may not know the details of the High Elves after the loss of the Well of the Sun in the original history as Rex, the general situation can still be deduced.

Just like this network, people are already inseparable, if you suddenly lose the network, you will be very unaccustomed, but losing the network, it's okay, because he is not fatal, and the Well of the Sun is indeed deadly.

"Your Majesty will inevitably follow the order and create the strongest artifact," in the casual conversation, the pollution of the Well of the Sun was stationary, and the source of pollution was not expanding all the time, but a sudden outbreak at a certain time of the day, although it was only for a while, but it could not be ignored, because of his time period, but it was too violent.

Time passed slowly, the situation of the Well of the Sun continued to deteriorate, originally only one-fifth of the source of pollution, now expanded to one-third, and the woodland next to the Well of the Sun, the trees that radiated light, now the appearance has changed greatly, standing next to the trees, Lotherma's eyes are heavy, some time ago Lotherma was still relying on this tree to talk to Winlessa, but today, this tree is completely withered and died.

However, it is not without good news, His Majesty has returned from Northrend, and the strongest artifact has begun to be built.

At this moment, Lotherma is looking forward to the early return of His Majesty, and it is not only Lotherma who has the same feeling, but countless High Elf people are sincerely looking forward to it, waiting for his Majesty to return with the strongest artifact and purify the Well of the Sun.

Because the Well of the Sun can't last long, if more than half of the pollution sources are over, they can only be destroyed. (To be continued......)