Flames burned all over the sky, obscuring the view.

The scorching pain, the tearing pain was like it had been thousands of years ago.

"Make a bet with me"

The young soul who had crossed over innocently challenged the high Dragon King of Time.

He won the final victory and then fell into the Well of the Sun.

At that time, it was as painful as it is now.

No, it's more painful now than it was then

A thousand years ago, he only needed to protect himself, and now, what he needs is to sacrifice himself.

The flames tore apart his skin, burning every drop of his blood, and the pain made Kael'thas tremble.

The Well of the Sun is activating

Using him as an introduction, the flames that had been extinguished began to rise and rise.

But it was at this point that Kael'thas turned his head.

A phantom figure appeared behind him at some point.

"Darkan"

Kael'thas uttered the man's name with a blank face.

"Hey, hey, hahaha!!"

The elven mage looked up to the sky and laughed.

The laughter of his soul was audible only Kael'thas could hear.

"Finally came to the Well of the Sun, it's mine"

Darkan's eyes flashed with obsession, and he reached out and stroked the flames around him like a baby.

These golden flames burned his body, but they could not completely burn him down.

"Akmund, that fool. Chase a fragment of energy and forget about this powerful magic node! ”

Darkan was like he didn't see Kael'thas in sight. I was happy to take care of myself.

He knows no less about the Well of the Sun than Kael'thas does.

The preciousness of the Well of the Sun lies not in the energy it possesses, but in its characteristics.

The ancient Well of Eternity began as a miraculous tool created by the Creators. But it was able to continuously draw energy from this world and the Endless Void, and eventually became an existence that even Sargeras coveted.

The Well of the Sun did not fully inherit this trait - the elves did not restore it to its original strength.

However, for thousands of years, the Well of the Sun has remained intimately connected to the elements of the entire world, and has shaped itself into a powerful magical node.

The arcane elements of Azeroth throughout can be described as a magic web, which is distributed in different areas, within different creatures, and exhibits different effects. Arcane elements do not disappear. But they are always flowing and transforming, and at the convergence point of their flow, the places with powerful magic power are the magic nodes one by one.

And the location of the Well of the Sun is undoubtedly one of the most powerful nodes in the entire world.

Just reactivate it. Even if you don't have much energy, you can refocus it.

In fact, the power of the Well of Eternity after its explosion never disappeared, but was dispersed around the world.

The Well of the Sun has the potential to reunite its power and become the Well of Eternity once again.

Darkan and Kael'thas value this.

But Kael'thas didn't expect Darkan to be here.

He didn't know why the old mage was still alive, but he could guess that Darkan had quietly infiltrated by relying on the negligence of the elves when the elven addiction had flare up after the explosion of the Well of the Sun.

However, one thing is certain.

The comers are not good

Kael'thas stared at Darkan.

"You seem to have forgotten me."

He reminded softly.

Darkan laughed, then turned to look at the elven prince with disdain in his eyes.

"You are activating the Well of the Sun, and now the body can't do anything. What can I do? ”

He then laughed wickedly:

"Rather, after you activate the Well of the Sun, it will be your time of death."

"When the energy reaches a certain level, it will start to eat away at you, and at that time, I only need to move my hands a little"...,

Darkan made a killing gesture, and then his eyes revealed greed:

"The Well of the Sun and your body will be taken over by me, haha. I'll be the king of the elves."

Maybe he's right.

Kael'thas is now unable to use his body to move his hands directly, and is also corrupted by energy.

However, he didn't need to do it himself.

"Flame Strike."

Kael'thas called for the only holy sword that could survive the flames.

The unique holy sword of the Sun-Chasing Family suddenly slashed through the flames and appeared beside him.

Darkan was stunned, then continued to laugh:

"Are you kidding? Just this broken sword? ”

"And don't forget that I'm a soul!"

He did not believe that the long sword of such an object posed any threat at all.

subsequently

The flaming blast roared through his body, unscathed.

Darkan smiled happily, and then said:

"Let me tell you one more thing, my lifebox is not here, you can't kill me!"

Kael'thas nodded slightly.

"Really? Thank you for telling me about it."

He said something unexpected.

Darkan's eyes widened and he looked at Kael'thas in amazement.

"Are you crazy?"

He simply wondered if the elven prince had been burned out of his head by grief.

"Maybe I'm crazy"

The merciless eyes and the cold voice made Darkan feel strange and cold.

"Do you hear the singing?"

Kael'thas asked again.

Darkan's heart trembled, but he couldn't help but pay attention.

The ethereal singing reached his ears.

It's a soul, but I hear a song that is very far away.

"What did you do?"

Darkan's heart was furious.

It's incredible

"I didn't do anything, but you can't hear where this song comes from?"

Kael'thas continued to guide his thinking.

Although Darkan did not want to act on his word at all. But I can't help but pay more attention.

The singing is getting clearer and clearer

"Elegy for the High Elves!"

He screamed with a shiver in his teeth.

"Yes, it's an elegy for the upper elves. An elegy for you. ”

A young voice came.

When Darkan looked ahead again, Kael'thas was gone. Only a young teenager remained.

The boy

"No, it can't be"

Darkan's pupils constricted and she stepped back.

The boy walked forward.

"Why are you afraid to see your past self? Darkan. Drahir"

His eyes burned with bright red rage, and he moved forward step by step.

"No, no, how could it be you."

Darkan roared as he stepped back:

"You're a fake, liar, monster!!"

"Monsters? Hahaha"

The boy laughed mockingly, laughing with grief and pain:

"Who's the monster?"

"Weeping and vowing to become strong and protect your people. Why did you vent this power on your people today? ”

He ran, and almost instantly, he came to Darkan's side, and thrust the dagger in his hand:

"You're the monster!!"

Suck the pain of the soul. Darkan roared, holding his head, and the whole person began to dissipate.

A dark childhood, people who support each other, and friends who fight together

Beautiful Quel'Salas

If I can be stronger, will I be able to protect more people?' ’

When did the childish oath and lofty dream be forgotten and discarded by him?

monster

I'm a monster

The boundless remorse and madness that welled up from his chest tore at his soul, and Darkan's body was torn apart like broken glass. …,

Even the life box inside the ice cage was shattered in an instant.

The illusion faded, and only a broken flaming blow remained in the place of the boy and the dagger.

"Your soul is too weak in front of the will of the entire race."

Kael'thas was on the other side. He looked coldly at the soul fragments consumed by the flames.

Even if he didn't have to do it himself, Darkan would be killing himself.

At this time, the circle combined the will and faith of the entire elven race to protect him, and the Flame Strike absorbed this will.

It provoked the most vulnerable side of Darkan's heart, and then strengthened it countless times, allowing this mage to perish on his own.

That's right, Darkan wasn't killed by Flame Strike.

Confused by the illusions created by the Flame Strike, he lost the meaning of his life, and thus destroyed himself.

Clean and utterly destroyed

The colors around them gradually changed. The golden color that belongs to the Well of the Sun is becoming more and more intense.

Kael'thas felt the elementals tremble and cheer.

He looked up, and three golden fireballs unfurled from him, sucking energy frantically.

The time has come for him to be the introduction, and in the end he will be the center of the burn.

Flames poured into his body, and the elements transformed his body, step by step to the highest temple of the gods

However, the soul also begins to burn.

The elves' circles guarded his body, but they couldn't protect his soul.

He curled up with his eyes closed, his soul burning in the flames, silent, silent.

The pain is more piercing than a thousand cuts, but I can't get into that cold heart.

What is the difference between being affectionate and ruthless in an already cold heart?

No, or yes

"Your Highness"

Another weak body hugged him.

Inside the Well of the Sun, there could be no second human body to enter, unless it was a soul

Kael'thas opened his eyes, and in front of him was Solan Lian's smiling face.

"I traded the fate of humanity for this spell that detached the soul from the body, and it finally worked."

The astral sorcerer hugged Kael'thas tightly and murmured:

"I don't allow fate to take away only you, you who have such a noble heart and I love the most"

The flames consumed her soul, and her eyes closed with a smile.

The fiery golden figure swayed in Kael'thas eyes, like a candle ready to be extinguished

Little by little, the cold heart began to fluctuate

"Do you want me to regret it again?"

Kael'thas struggled from the pain, reaching out and grabbing the astral's hand.

"But I'm not going to let anyone die anymore"

As he spoke, he slowly embraced Solanlian's soul in his arms, holding out the corrosive effects of the flames.

Even such a fragile soul dared to resist the power of the Well of the Sun.

Then he has lived in the Well of the Sun for a thousand years

Why not do it again! (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )