Chapter 51: Stalemate
"For the evacuation of refugees, we at Zhigaoling can help. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info Thunder Totem's Burning Legion invasion in previous years has now also become united. To be honest, I didn't think Hook was a kid with much chance of making a big deal, but he had grown a lot since he came back from his trip to the Broken Isles. Not only persuaded several totemic chiefs, but also allowed the Supreme Ridge to move towards unification. Soul Master Black Horn praised.
In a cabin on the highest mountain, Rollin listened to the soul master Black Horn. Originally, Rollin didn't want to deal with these minotaurs himself. After all, in Silvermoon City, he had more important things to deal with.
However, the Minotaur Soulwalker in front of him has given Rollin the shocking news that in the Stormfjord, not far from the Supreme Ridge, the god-king Skowald is making a private deal with the demons of Suramar by means of water transportation.
"Actually, I felt that Hook was very unusual from the beginning, and now it seems that there is a very important reason because he has a good teacher." Rollin complimented.
Rollin's eyes full of arcane brilliance made Black Horn very uncomfortable. He smiled kindly, shook his head, and said, "The reason why I asked you to come is that I am sure that you are an ally. ”
The purple glow in Rollin's eyes dissipated a little, and he thought for a moment and said, "I want to believe you, but why are you hiding in the tribe of the Minotaurs. And lived for such a long time. ”
"Hunn Elder once saved my life, he rescued me from the corroded black dragon egg, and raised me to grow up. I have never seen what my father Nesario was like, my life was given to me by the ancestors of the High Ridge, and I am willing to serve them with all my life. Heijiao said sincerely.
Luo Lin could understand this feeling, the black dragon who had been able to assist the various great chieftains of the Supreme Ridge for nearly 10,000 years without his own consideration, this kind of realm was no longer a little profit that could confuse him.
What's more, the wisdom of the Master of the Black Horn in front of him also amazed Rollin, unlike the other descendants of Nesario, he had the wisdom that had been precipitated by time, rather than the unilateral desire for power and the boundless resentment.
"Tell me about these Vekus, I want to know what kind of power they have to get the support of the Burning Legion." Rollin identified himself as a soul master, he said.
Blackhorn pushed open the skylight made of greathorn leather, pointed to the palace to the east, looming in the mist, and said, "When these Vikus came to Stormfjord, we minotaurs had been living here for a long time. We believe in nature and the gods in order to pray for blessings. These Veku people are different, they believe in the fascination of some Veku people who have been promoted after death, and believe in the power of a place called Valhalla. ”
Valhalla?
Hearing this, Rollin remembered the noble ancient Viku Heroic Spirits he had encountered at the Hand of Tyr.
"In that case, their faith is a little too cheap." Rollin smiled awkwardly.
"Not all Viku people aspire to this sacred temple, in Stormfjord, and in a place called the Abyss of the Underworld. After death, the Viku cannot be promoted to Valhalla, and there are Waiku who are soulless and unwilling to dissipate, and they will serve the masters of the Abyss of the Underworld after their death. The runic magic and lifestyle of the Viku people have made their empire wonderful, and the struggle for power has become a subject of controversy during the Viku Kingdom. Therefore, for this reason, the heirs of the previous generation of god-kings and the powerful Viku people are fighting for royal power. The power that the Viku people want, they believe is the most fundamental condition for gaining power. Soul Master Black Horn said.
Nodding, Rollin continued, "Who is the owner of Valhalla, I want to know more about the objects of worship of these Viku than these blind Vikus. ”
"His name is Odin, and he is a deity that the elite Viku people respect and look up to." The black horn replied.
"If he can help us fight the Burning Legion, I believe that if Valhalla truly represents justice and glory, Odin will not let the Burning Legion wreak havoc in the Broken Isles."
Soul Master Blackhorn didn't have the confidence to answer this question because he didn't know how to get to Valhalla. It is also not certain whether the god Odin scattered around the legend of the Viku people is still alive.
Seeing that the soul walker did not answer, Luo Lin did not ask. He smiled and said, "Let's let these Veku people make trouble, we can't take care of them." The evacuated townsfolk of Sulama will be able to reach the Thunder Totem tomorrow, and I hope you can protect these Nightchildren who have lost their city. The Burning Legion's goal is not Surama, you and I both know that, so in this most critical situation, we can still help each other and fight the Burning Legion's invasion together. ”
Luo Lin's tone was very polite, and the soul master smiled and nodded, "The minotaurs who live in the Thunder Totem have a tendency to talk big in private. But not with me. You're right, Archmagister, it's time for us to officially share our afflictions. ”
Coming out of the igloo of the Thunder Totem, Rollin saw Hook.
As a rookie of the young Minotaur, Hook is bored at the moment leaning on the Thunder Totem, which represents the unity and friendliness of the racial spirit totem.
"Hey, Rollin. I've been waiting for a long time. Hook laughed a few times and trotted over to Rollin's side.
"Are you sure you don't want to go with the warriors of the Celestial Foot Clan?" Rollin asked.
Hook shrugged his shoulders and said proudly, "I'm more used to going to Surama with a magician's teleportation spell. It's much faster than I could walk. ”
"You're lazy."
"Why, it's not lazy. I call it a rational use of time. In addition, I will tell you quietly that the one behind me is carrying an artifact, called the Spear of the Wild Gods. Hook whispered to Rollin.
When Rollin heard Hook's words, he also looked curiously at this spear, which was not very conspicuous on the outside.
Worthy of being called the spear of the gods of the wilderness, Rollin could truly feel that the demigods had blessed this spear.
"I think I can use it against the Burning Legion."
"So I want to go over early and let these demon crumbs see some power from the Supreme Ridge." Hook said excitedly.
Rollin patted Hook on the shoulder and said, "Let's go." ”
Teleportation magic sends Rollin and Hook to Shar Aland.
Since the fall of Suramar, Sha'er Iran has become the stronghold of the Night Children and the coalition forces. Once the temple of Fadore became a place of refuge for everyone.
"The Valshara Druids have arrived, and the night watchmen of Farodis are on standby. It's time to fight back against these outward expanding demons! Mylandus held his sword in his hand, his eyes full of anger.
Taresa shrugged her shoulders, looked at her colleague helplessly, and said to the archmage, "These demons don't seem to understand the demon lord we have activated now, the archmage, and now we can also use the arcane energy around Sulama to balance the energy." In addition, as you said before, to break through the energy barrier of the Night Well, Valtoi and I have also considered it, and it is feasible. ”
Luo Lin, who was standing at the bottom of the temple and watching the energy torrent of the magic net running, thought for a moment and said, "Can you determine where the Burning Legion blocked the energy torrent of the Night Well. After all, this was once your palace, and I think you'll be familiar with it. ”
Valtoi walked over, shook her head helplessly, and said, "I'm sorry Archmage, these demonic apocalyptic wizards seem to have analyzed our Night Well thoroughly. The defenses they set up easily avoided the probing energy that we had mixed into the energy net. ”
"Then don't worry, the Burning Legion will definitely use the energy torrent of the Night Well to open the portal to the Twisted Void, and when the time comes, the Night Well will definitely have an energy overload. When you protect Akandol, pay more attention to the energy network here. Try to give the first-hand information to Alisander. I'm leaving today, hoping that we can keep all the demons in Sulama in the city before the Legion invades completely. Rollin breathed a sigh of relief as he looked up at the roots of the ancient tree of Akandol, which was covered with arcane crystals.
Silvermoon City
"Prince, the artillery fire guided by the evil energy directly occupies the front of the calm, and we can't charge!" Tyr ordered the Magus to gather shields to ensure an orderly evacuation of the Red Sun Guards.
Kael'thas pressed tightly against the wound on his shoulder that had been blasted by the cannon, and said, "We've cracked in our veins, Tyr. If we don't breach these fortresses, our sunwells will become a source of power for these demons! ”
"I know, but we must retreat now!" Tyr took Kael'thas by the wrist and said solemnly.
Kael'thas drew his sword from the ground, and with a wave of his hand, he motioned for the Red Sun Guards to leave their positions directly in front of the island and head to the teleportation hub around the beach.
Over the course of four days, Kenrito and the Secret Society of Magic had fallen hundreds of mages in battle against the Burning Legion.
Regardless of how many soldiers were killed by the forces led by the Red Sun Guard and Commander Sanoryan, just looking at the casualties of these magicians made this battle seem shocking.
Even a mage with the protection of magical energy can pay such a price, let alone these warriors?
"Prince, the President of the Council is back."
Kael'thas was about to stand up when Rollin, who entered the room, motioned for him to sit down first.
Kael'thas, who was wounded in his shoulders and legs, and who was still suffering from the erosion of evil energy, turned extremely pale.
"Chief, four days have passed. We can't wait! Kael'thas said urgently.
Rollin nodded, affirming Kael'thas suggestion, and asked at the same time, "Take the battle data of the past few days, and let me see the number of artillery bombardments of the Legion's starships." ”
Tyr took a copy of the combat data from the shelf, flipped through it for a moment, and handed it to Rollin.
"Legion starships need energy to pull every day, but the arcane energy of the Sunwell can't fuel the engines of these legions. We need to fight, and the time for a general offensive is not yet available. In order to completely crush the plans of the Burning Legion, we need to pay a little sacrifice. Rollin's face stiffened, and when he said this, he seemed a little lacking in confidence.
Kael'thas was silent, he understood what the Archmagus meant.
"Thank you, archmage, for your candor. But as the prince of Silvermoon City, I don't want only our people to suffer such oppressive suffering. Without any help, Silvermoon City has already sacrificed too much. The pain between Kael'thas brows stretched across his cheeks, and tears flowed from his eyes.
"I'm sorry, Prince Kael'thas." Rollin bowed sincerely to Prince Kael'thas and thanked him, he said.
Kael'thas looked up at the golden phoenix sign in the room and said, "I understand. ”
Turning away from the Ranger Platform, Rollin teleported directly to Quelldanus Island.
"This is the demon we caught in the closest place to the sunwell, and Sylvanas and I think he should know quite a bit." Mavi put away her blade, he said.
"Imprisoned in a magic cage, and besides, come with me." Rollin said to Mavi and Sylvanas.
Under the protection of Rollin's hidden spell, Mavi and Sylvanas gradually approached the perimeter of the palace in the Sunwell.
"There are a lot of demons deployed on the Team Fortress here, and there are two areas that must be avoided if we are to attack." Rollin placed a magic sign north of the palace in the Sunwell, he said.
Mavi looked around the buildings around Sunwell Heights, and she expressed her opinion: "What if we drove straight from the central avenue in the south? There are the fewest Evil Fortresses on both sides. ”
"No, no, it's a depression. Our rangers are not easy to attack, and the Magus can't set up a temporary teleportation hub here. Sylvanas retorted.
Mavi accepted Sylvanas's advice, and she continued to look for a suitable position to serve as an excellent position for the troops to attack.
"After investigation, most of the demon's forces are distributed in this part of the highlands. There are very few demons around the Sunwell Palace. It is mostly populated by the apocalyptic wizards and craftsmen of Argus. Do you think you can raid here as a small force once the battle begins, and set up a temporary teleportation hub for our troops? Rollin suggested.
"Absolutely. But then we'll be exposed to the fire of these starships. Sylvanas worried.
Luo Lin pointed to the evil warships in the sky, shook his head, and said, "When the time comes, these warships will be handed over to me, and I will protect you." ”
Mavi looked sideways at the Magister and said, "You're going to be alone again?" ”
"We had no other choice. On the premise of protecting the Sunwell, we must block the Burning Legion's portal to the Void and sink the Legion's starship. Some necessary plans, we had to do. Rollin said with a smile.
Sylvanas, perhaps accustomed to it, bowed her head and said, "Don't talk about it here, let's go back and talk about it, it's better." (To be continued.) )