Chapter 230 Drinking to quench thirst and draw salary from the bottom of the kettle

Chapter 230 Drinking to quench thirst and draw salary from the bottom of the kettle

Pinching his stinging temples hard, Old Tang, who was meditating, heard a trivial footstep behind him.

Turning his head, he saw Kael'thas * Sunchaser walking behind him in despair.

The elven prince, who has always been confident and elegant, and who looks forward to flying, is now gray, and he is no longer calm and arrogant as before.

The mage's robes, riddled with folds and tears, had no time to be replaced, not even the Arcanist's lining exposed; The originally flowing and supple blonde wolf bèi was scattered, even if it was knotted and clinging to his neck because of sweat, he didn't bother to comb it; Not even the blood-spattered face had the desire to wipe it off.

It can be seen that the elven prince seems to have been hit hard, and it is estimated that the results of the exploration of the Well of the Sun should not be satisfactory.

"Goode, the Well of the Sun is finished...... It's all over......" Kael'thas walked to Old Tang's side, and before Old Tang could say anything to ask, he muttered with a dejected face, "I can feel that the light of the Well of the Sun is no longer pure, and the power of evil and filth lurks in the brilliance of the arcane. ”

"Every time my people draw arcane energy from it, the filthy energy that is ready to move will subtly destroy the bodies of their people...... Until my people eventually become members of the Undead Scourge......"

"I've tried everything, arcane mastery, arcane realm... But there is nothing I can do about the evil energies that have merged into the Well of the Sun, and there is nothing I can do to prevent this qiē tragedy from happening......"

"This feeling... It sucks. ”

Looking at the elven prince's painful, remorseful but sad expression, for a moment, Old Tang seemed to start worrying about whether Kael'thas would completely lose his fighting spirit and hope, and become a walking corpse. Without those meaningless comforts, Old Tang took a hard puff of his cigar and asked hesitantly, "What are you going to do next?" ”

Soon, the elven prince told Don that his worries were just his own imagination, and that as a heroic master, Kael'thas was also a determined figure. After a brief moment of hesitation, Kael'thas once again showed that a race leader should be resolute and courageous!

Turning his head sharply, the elven prince's gaze returned to the sharpness and toughness of the two when they first met. After a moment of silence, Kael'thas uttered his decision word by word:

"I decided to destroy it with my own hands!"

"Yesterday night alone, thirteen clansmen had already been corrupted by the shadow power, lost their minds and frantically attacked their comrades...... I'm going to destroy the Well of the Sun with my own hands before the evil forces eat away at more of my people, and I must do it! ”

"I will personally detonate the energy of the Well of the Sun, and put an end to all hidden dangers that may bring danger to my people...... Even if it is notorious because of it! ”

Kael'thas made a categorical declaration, as if he was not only explaining his decision to Old Don, but also convincing himself. However, after thinking about it, Lao Tang decided to pour a basin of cold water on his friend and get a dose of preventive injection. After considering the words, Old Tang deliberately showed a puzzled look, and asked rather "hesitantly":

"Kyle, as far as I know, the Well of the Sun has been with the High Elves for nearly 10,000 years...... Your fellow citizens have become so accustomed to the brilliance and energy of the Well of the Sun that they have become so dependent on their genes that they have developed a deep dependence on the body. ”

Old Don paused for a moment, giving the elven prince time to digest his words before he continued:

"You know, the power of habit is the most terrible and the hardest to quit. What's more, this habit has lasted for nearly 10,000 years, and the thirst for arcane energy is probably deeply integrated into Queldore's blood and bones. Once the Well of the Sun is detonated...... I'm afraid ......"

Don's words came to an abrupt end, believing that it would not be difficult for Kael'thas to figure out the meaning with his intelligence. Some things are not suitable to come out of one's own mouth, and it is more appropriate to let the person concerned understand it himself.

Sure enough, when Don's doubts were clearly expressed, Kael'thas had already thought of what Don had vaguely expressed. The elven prince frowned slightly, his face gradually became stricter, and after a long time, he spat out two words deeply:

"Demon-addicted!"

As a veteran player and a master who often visits forums, Old Tang before the time travel also had some understanding of the magic addiction of blood elves.

The symptom of demon-addiction itself refers to the high elves who are accustomed to the environment of high concentration of magic in the sunwell, and after losing this living environment, they become demon-hungry-thirsty......

As for the so-called heartless, their formation is due to the long-term suffering of not being nourished by magical energy, losing their minds under long-term repression, and frantically extracting all the arcane energy they can find.

In the case of losing their minds, the mindless will not channel and adjust the energy they have obtained at all, and while wasting a lot of energy, they will be dominated by the endless thirst for energy in the bloodline, and the heartless will frantically absorb all the energy they can find. However, the energy accumulated in the body of the heartless person is in a state of chaos and disorder, which only aggravates the damage to their body and the erosion of their minds, making them completely degenerate into madmen, robbers, thieves......

Therefore, absorbing external energy is not just as simple as plugging in a straw and drinking a drink. And the problem of blood elves' demon-addiction, knowing that there doesn't seem to be a way to quit before Old Tang crosses!

A foreigner and layman like Old Tang still knows about this problem of the High Elves, let alone a real High Elf and a magician like Prince Kael'thas? As for the hidden dangers of demon-addiction, in fact, the High Elf spellcasters are very clear, but they have no way or don't want to think about this problem at all!

After a deep look at Old Tang, Kael'thas nodded and then spoke, "My compatriots' dependence on arcane energy has indeed reached the point of no return, and it is not an exaggeration to call it crazy. ”

"I have no doubt that once the Well of the Sun is destroyed, there will be many weak-willed people who will go really crazy because they can't bear the thirst for arcane energy....... but as a prince and bearing the hopes of countless compatriots, I must make a choice......"

"It is to let the Well of the Sun that has been corrupted run its own, and let all its compatriots bear the danger of being corrupted and corrupted, until they eventually become brainless zombies; Or give up part of their lives, pay a heavy price, but exchange a hope for the vast majority of their compatriots......"

"Goode, you are also the leader of a race, and you should understand that sometimes we have to make sacrifices...... What should I choose...... We all know that. ”

"I ...... I just want to protect my people as much as possible......"

"Drink-quench your thirst and draw money from the bottom of the kettle?"

These two idioms came out of Old Tang's heart, and he patted Kael'thas on the shoulder with understanding as relief, and after listening to the words of the elf prince, Old Tang's face gradually became stricter. After a long time, Old Tang handed Kael'thas a normal-sized hot sand consortium cigar, and said after smacking at the elven prince Nunu:

"Smoke-grass is a good stress reliever, so I recommend you try it. Have you consulted with the king of Anastria about the sunwell? ”

"Smoke-grass, like alcohol, causes damage to nerves and brain cells and is something that the caster must stay away from. A good mage must know how to restrain his desires. Kael'thas pushed the cigar back to Old Don, smiled wryly and waved his hand and replied, "Father lost too much blood in the battle, and is still in a coma. The pastors said there was no danger to their lives for the time being, but they didn't know when they would wake up. ”

"But even if my father opposes this, I will stand by my decision. Questions about Devil-Addiction... I don't think there is no solution. Perhaps, before things get out of hand, I can find a new source of power for my people to draw and use as a substitute for the Well of the Sun to alleviate our demonic ......"

"The key place is coming!"

Hearing Kael'thas answer, such a thought suddenly appeared in Don's heart. The whole person was also stern in an instant, always ready to induce Kael'thas to follow his train of thought, instead of going down the wrong path. Glancing at the elf prince lightly, Old Tang didn't seem to care and threw out the question:

"The point is...... What are you going to take instead? ”

Talking about this question, Kael'thas was stunned for a while, and then seemed to suddenly think of something, and asked a thoughtless question:

"Remember my member of the Guard, Moragusa*, Morninglight?"

"Well, of course I do! During the days of the caravan, we got along fairly well. Old Tang didn't expect the elf prince to suddenly mention the name of the High Elf Spellbreaker, and he was stunned for a moment before answering.

"Well, I actually joined that goblin caravan just to help him disguise his identity, he was on a mission I ordered him to follow, and he had just returned from the continent of Kalimdor......"

Kael'thas hesitated for a moment, but decided to explain everything to Old Don. He didn't think that the minotaur friend next to him would be as honest and rough as he looked, and he didn't wonder why a spellbreaker, who was a royal guard, would appear in such a strange thing as a treasure bay thousands of miles away.

"Kalimdor?"

Old Tang asked in surprise, and then nodded clearly. If you come back by boat from Ratchet City, then the strange whereabouts of the spellbreaker will be explained. However, it seems that his original suspicions were not wrong, and the High Elf Spellbreaker does have another mission.

"That's right, Kalimdor, Firas!" The elven prince nodded and added.

"Hammer of Doom?"

When the key-key word of Filas was spoken, the blessed old Tang immediately guessed where the lawbreaker went. Needless to say, there's only one place in the whole of Firas that can be associated with the High Elves.

"Do you call the ancient city of Eresaras that?" However, hearing Old Tang's words, Kael'thas was stunned for a moment before he said, "Forget it, it's not important." The important thing is that about half a year ago, with the help of Dalaran's magic web, I suddenly felt a wave of pure arcane energy from the location of the ancient city-state of Eresaras. ”

"You know, Goode. The ancient city of Eresaras was secretly built more than 10,000 years ago by a group of high-level elven mages of the time, and it was used to protect Queen Ayshara's most precious arcane secrets. The quantity and quality of the Arcane Treasures stored there were almost comparable to the size of the libraries of the Kingdom of Quel'Salas today. This is an immeasurable treasure for any spellcaster! ”

And being able to feel the energy fluctuations again from there proves that there may still be an upper-level elven relic-the people there. Because of this possibility, I sent Moragusa to investigate my suspicions and try to contact my cousins who lived there. ”

At this point in the elven prince's explanation, Don had roughly guessed what Kael'thas meant, and basically figured out what he was going to use as a replacement.

What can the Hammer of Doom have?

Tons of books, demonized plants, evil satyrs, scurrying ogres, and of course, most importantly, demons that are used as batteries by the upper elves! Old Don just didn't expect that Kael'thas would hit the devil with his idea right now...... I don't know if this is the butterfly effect brought about by Old Tang.

But at this moment, Lao Tang still had to pretend to be confused, and asked tentatively:

"The energy substitute you are talking about is in the hammer of doom?"

"No, not a replacement!" The elven prince smiled confidently, shook his finger at Old Tang and explained, "Moragosa accidentally discovered that those high-level elf cousins of ours seem to be using a special technique to extract the power of a demon lord!" ”

"And that's what I need!"

Kael'tham's explanation made Old Tang fall into deep thought, and after a while, Old Tang Chong, who had organized his words, said a little strangely to the elven prince who was waiting for him to express his opinion:

"Kyle, extracting demonic power or some other source of energy may be a solution to the demon-addiction problem, but I'm afraid it will cure the symptoms rather than the root cause." Old Tang's eyes stared at the unknown Prince of Kael'thas quietly, and continued to bewitch with confidence: "Why do you have to find alternative energy sources that may have hidden dangers?" Haven't you thought about rebuilding this polluted sunwell after detonating it? ”

"The problem of the new sunwell, maybe I have a solution! It's just that we may have to plan and verify the specific details. ”

"Well, Goode, what do you mean by that?" Hearing Don's "bold words", Kael'thas's first reaction was not surprise, but disbelief! Regardless of the blink of an eye, the elven prince's mind was completely occupied by great excitement!

Because the elven prince suddenly thought of the first time he met with Old Tang, Lao Tang's identity as a warrior was another layer, the identity that helped the High Elf Kingdom reduce the huge casualties......

Prophet!

"Goode, you mean....... what did you foresee again?"

Facing the anxious elven prince, Old Tang, who knew that "the fish had bitten the hook", looked unfathomable, and when Kael'thas was impatient, he smiled and asked:

"You must have a name that you're familiar with, right?"

"Huh?" Prince Kael'thas looked dazed, not knowing what medicine was sold in Old Tang's gourd, and waited for the next with doubts. Seeing this, Old Tang no longer hung his appetite and said a thunderous name:

"Illidan Fury...... Q