"What are you looking for me for?"

Holding the vial of plague, Kalia took a breath before turning to Sylvanas.

With the plague in hand, the initiative is in the hands of the undead.

"I want a truce."

Sylvanas said.

She didn't want to continue fighting with the Alliance, and for the sake of Alterac's safety, Kalia should also stop her path to recovery.

Both were calm people, so no conflict broke out.

Disagreeing, Kalia finally agreed to withdraw, and Sylvanas walked back with a happy harvest.

"What you just took out was the plague?"

After returning to the undead position, King Sarufar stepped forward with a sullen face.

But he didn't get angry, because apparently Sylvanas didn't want to use the plague.

"Is it okay for you to give her this?"

Lord Sarufar continued.

"No problem, the plague just now made her agree to withdraw her troops."

It's no secret anyway, Sylvanas told the old orc about the conversation just now.

Trading a vial of plague for a brief peace is still a very good deal.

Of course, the reason why this peace is short-lived is because the Coalition was able to find a solution to this new plague through research.

Sylvanas knew this, of course, but she gave the plague to Kalia anyway.

If it hadn't been handed over to Kalia, it might have been difficult for the Alliance to allow such a threat to exist, and it would launch its strongest attack ever to quickly eradicate the undead.

And handed over to them, for the sake of stable research, it is difficult for war to break out in a short time.

Sylvanas just needs to fight for this short period of time.

She knew that it would not be long before another turn of events would attract the attention of the Alliance, forcing them to dispel their path to Lordaeron.

And

The Draenor War is coming to an end.

[What will be the result this time?] 】

On the way back, Sylvanas was worried.

Kael'tham's victory was inevitable, but there were many consequences of that victory, and she hoped that the worst would not come.

――

Of course, the Draenor Fighters don't know what's going on in the other world.

In the evening, the Elven and Shattrath forces successfully converged and launched a general assault on the Dark Temple.

Artillery fire and gunsmoke in front of the battlefield. In the concerted efforts of all races, the barrier representing the last cloak of the temple shattered amid cheers.

The pitch-black elements scattered from the sky like shards of glass, and in the never-ending wails of demons, countless armies poured into the temple gates, which looked like small wooden doors in front of the crowd. It fell apart and quickly became congested and flooded.

The number of people is reversed. It is destined to be the burial place of demons.

In order to prevent accidents, Kael'thas ordered tens of thousands of mage troops to circle around the temple, and they set up new enchantments, which would prevent the Dark Temple from erupting with great power.

Mathriton is a self-destruction. It won't hurt too many elves.

And at this moment, a voice sounded in Kael'thas ears.

"Your Highness, we have just noticed a strange wave of magic, and the Draenei have sent the signal back to Shattrath."

This is the mark that announces the start of the Naru project.

Although Kael'thas didn't see any fireworks, he believed in this - the information from the royal mage.

"I've been waiting for a long time. Get them ready"

He immediately gave the order.

――

Hellfire Peninsula.

Solanlian stood on top of the fortress walls with intense unease.

She looked at the red earth beneath her feet, and the strong and solemn aura of the wind and rain in the air made her breathless.

The astral had long lost the ability to look into the future, and her uneasiness was naturally not due to strength, but to the uneasiness she felt in her heart.

The source of this uneasiness was a few hours ago.

"Lord Solanlian"

"We act in accordance with the will of His Royal Highness the Prince."

A group of old mages came up to her while she was in office, denied the sorcerer's dominion, and left the Hellfire Fortress with serious expressions.

Solanlian was taken aback.

[Who are those old mages?] 】

She searched for information urgently, and then found the identities of these mages—the Wang family mages who served the Sunseeker family.

To be more precise, these old mages are not only the masters of the Wang family. It is also subordinate to the staff of His Majesty Anastarian, the elven king of the previous generation.

At the time of Akmund's invasion, the king, his wife, and the lords were killed in battle, and it was so shocking that people forgot about the other power, the royal mage.

The thousands of years of the High Elf Kingdom lies in its many legendary professionals, and most of those people have entered the Royal Mage Association. There was no loss when the demons invaded Quel'Thalas.

These mages can be said to be the precious wealth left by Anastarian, and now Quel'Salas is the most high-end combat power.

Because even the current commanders are mostly legendary professionals.

[His Highness deliberately eliminated the existence of these people. 】

Why

Solan Lian shuddered.

She stood on the walls for hours. But I trembled in my heart.

She felt like she was waiting for something, and she couldn't take a moment out of her footsteps.

Finally it was dark in the sky. The moment the slanting sun passed, Solanlian waited for what she had to face.

Huge pillars of white light lit up from the north, on the other side of the distant void, where they could not be seen.

"Void Storm"

She dilated her pupils to pronounce the name.

"Yes, it's the Void Storm, the pillar of light is beautiful, but it's a pillar of light that symbolizes destruction, right at that moment."

A deep voice suddenly appeared in Solan Lian's mind, and it shook so much that she couldn't help but cover her head and wail.

"Do you know what just happened? Have you ever been there and seen the giant ships in the Void? ”

"Just now, those ships fired energy cannonballs, turning the area where you planted the stones into powder."

"Your runestones have failed, ahahaha"

The voice was full of vicious laughter, and every laugh he beat like a drum to Solan Lian's head, making the sorcerer want to tear his own head apart.

"Monster, monster, who are you!"

She screamed and shouted.

"Me? You can call me the architect of all the plans of destruction of the Kil'gardan Burning Legion."

The other party gave an answer that made Solanlian desperate.

"I was going to kill you, but I have a better idea now"

Kil'gardan showed his vicious minions:

"I remember that your Highness arranged for someone to guard the rune stone in the Void Storm, and now it doesn't seem like a good idea, is it?"

The meaningful words he left were gone.

Solanlian fell to her knees in a sweat, the pain in her head gone—but her face didn't get any better.

"Valera"

The astrologist remembered this companion.

Varela - is the person responsible for encircling the Void Storm Runestone.

――

Shatras.

Viren walked out with his Delanees.

"Just in case, we're going to break two runestones. Viren, you go and pull out that piece of Oakington. ”

This is what Adar asked him for.

However, Viren led his people all the way east, straight into the Teroka Forest.

They were greeted by a group of elven mages dressed in bright red robes.

"You're more punctual than we expected."

The group of powerful mages nodded at Viren, and then said:

"Take us, Dome of Light."

"Yes."

Viren nodded. Then turn around and lead the way.

That's his choice. He chose the elves.

Or it was a very risky decision, but the last time he stood in Shattrath and looked down on the City of Light, it occurred to Viren.

Why Shattrath is the cultural center of the whole of Draenor, and why Naru would abandon Storm Fortress in favor of Shattrath.

He investigated the data and found that the coordinate node where Shattrath was located was very special. It is able to connect to the outside world to the greatest extent possible, and is located in the magical center of the entire Draenor world.

Adar chose there because he could better unleash his strength.

[Don't the elves know? 】

Viren held this doubt, and then thought about it from the conversation with Tulayan.

Runestone requires a huge amount of energy to use, and Shattrath can maximize its power—the possibility of synergy between the two surprised Viren.

He didn't think of the Well of the Sun, but he sensed the danger of Shattrath.

No matter what Adar does. The elves would definitely be the first choice for Shattrath, and they would have been able to deal with Adar before the runestone enchantment was shaped.

The city is inhabited by Draenei, and Viren has no chance of escaping at all.

So he made the choice to join the elves.

How they are going to defeat Adar. 】

On the way back, Viren couldn't help but sneak a glance back.

This glance almost didn't scare his heart out.

In the middle of all the mages, a young elf floated silently in the air, his eyes closed.

Is that

When Viren clutched his heart and looked over again, he found that there was nothing.

[Hallucinations?] 】

"Viren, you've become so weak"

In the void, Kil'Gardan, who was watching all this, sneered.

"I can't even see the Well of Eternity."

It's not the same as Viren. In Kil'Gardan's sight, there were no teenagers among the mages, let alone nothing.

Rather, it is three bottles of well water.

The Well of Eternity.

Naru sensed the runestone, and Kil'Gardan was superior, knowing everything and even the sorcerer's inducing work, and he also got involved.

The poor elf. The soul was played with as a toy by the three forces, and almost died - and he didn't know it.

Kilgardan secretly took advantage of everything, and did nothing to prepare to pick the last fruits.

He's locked on to this area, and even if the guardian dragon comes, he can't break through

Now all you have to do is wait for the elves to pour the water from the well and connect to Quel'Thalas. Kil'Gardan can descend in an instant and directly devour the power of the well water

With the power of the well's water, he will directly devour the eternal well without anyone else. Descend on Azeroth.

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