"What happened?"

"Oh no, there's a problem with the sunwell!"

Dozens of High Elf archmages closest to the core of Queldanus Island awakened from deep meditation.

Sensing the sudden change in the pure order of the Sun Well, they rushed out of their respective mage towers in a panic almost instantly.

It's no wonder that they are so nervous now, at this time, but in wartime, even if there is any problem with the sunwell, the consequences are unpredictable!

"Darkan, you, what the hell are you doing!"

The senior archmages of the High Elves who were the first to rush into the Sunwell building looked at Darkan, who was standing in front of the Sunwell with his back to them, and shouted loudly.

The reason why these elven mage elders, who had been thousands of years old, were so angry was because they found that behind the elven traitor Darkan, the sun well, which was supposed to be light blue and full of the light of order and mystical magical energy, had gradually begun to be stained with a trace of filthy dark green.

Moreover, this ominous and depraved color was almost assimilating the pure part of the light blue of the sunwell at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, but in the short moment they spoke, this dark green filthy energy had already tainted nearly one-third of the demonic energy in the sunwell.

The situation that these pointy-eared archmages are most unwilling to encounter has finally appeared!

Seeing Darkan in front of him, he ignored his own shouts, and the current situation in the sunwell was so dangerous.

These High Elf archmages glanced at each other and unanimously decided to use force to intervene.

Although they couldn't use those really high-level spells that required chanting and casting spells in a short period of time, under the influence of the surging spiritual power of these High Elf archmages, the elemental power of thunder and fire began to gather directly between their hands.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Dozens of pale blue lightning chains and crimson blazing flame rays brutally pierced the air, crossed the space gaps, and shot fiercely towards Darkan.

However, it was too late for them to fight back!

As those attacks were about to hit the elven traitors, the defiled dark green energy well water in the well of the sun splattered up, turning into a translucent shield of evil energy, protecting Darkan in front of him, blocking all of these attacks.

"It's useless, my fellow citizens!"

Darkan turned around suddenly, revealing the incomparably hideous and ugly face that had been corroded by the thick evil energy under the black robe, which made the hearts of all the High Elf Archmages present tremble violently.

"It's late!"

"Come with me to welcome the Great Majesty!"

With a strange tone, with a distorted spiritual disorienting power, this pointy-eared traitor said in a fanatical voice.

"Long live the Lich King, Scourge is eternal!"

"Bump!"

As soon as his words fell, in the sunwell behind him, the power of evil energy finally devoured the pure demonic energy.

Endless evil powers, as if they had their own lives, slammed into the folds, arose, and poured outward, the first of which devoured Darkan, who had betrayed his own race and was already in a state of semi-madness, and then the other High Elf archmages who had fled here with sad faces and had not yet arrived······

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At the same time, the core of the High Elf Kingdom finally fell under the conspiracy of the Lich King.

In the eyes of all the High Elves without a sunwell than in shock and panic.

That layer above the sky of Silvermoon City, which was supposed to be indestructible, and the Great Shield of the Eternal Song Rune, which was as stable as the Helga Sacred Mountain surrounded by tens of thousands of natural calamity legions, collapsed into countless cold-colored pale blue points of magical energy in an instant, dissolving into the void.

All the High Elf councilors who were originally still high, even if tens of millions of natural calamity armies invaded, could still maintain their demeanor in danger, and the High Elf councilors who commanded in the center of the Silver Moon Council immediately sensed the collapse of the Eternal Song shield in the outside world.

At this moment, their faces completely changed.

"Nope! No way! ”

"Our shield, the Rune Shield of Eternal Song, is shattered!"

"It must be the sunwell on Quel'Salas Island."

"There's something wrong with the sunwell!"

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The entire council hall was in a panic, and all the councillors stood up and talked to each other in a panicked and sharp manner.

"Quiet, my vassals!"

King Anastarian Sunstrider, after all, was the wise leader who once led the High Elves to defeat the Troll Empire, and at this time, he was the first to come back to his senses after being shocked.

"We still have the tens of meters high walls of Silvermoon City, and we also have countless powerful rangers and mages."

The king's solemn voice, amplified by the power of magic, echoed throughout the council halls.

"All Elven Councillors, I want you to work with the Ranger Generals to fend off the invasion of the undead."

"We're not powerless to fight back!"

As if they had found their backbone, under the king's orders, these High Elf rulers, who had been corrupted by a comfortable life for countless years, finally found a trace of bravery and decisiveness during the war with the trolls, and they calmed down one after another, and respectfully saluted the elven king.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Seeing that his men had regained their composure, King Anastarian nodded in his heart with satisfaction.

He then set his gaze to the lower left of his throne.

"Kael'thas, and High Councilor Crassus!"

In the majestic voice of the king, the elven prince and the high elf councillor incarnated by the red dragon walked from their seats to the center of the council, listening to the king's orders.

"You take a team of spellbreakers and royal mages to the island of Queldanus."

"I need to know what it's like!"

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For a while, with the restoration of the High Elf Kingdom Silver Moon City Council's central drive, this great city, which has gathered tens of millions of people of the entire High Elf race, has once again resumed normal operation from the panic.

Although the Great Shield of the Eternal Song Rune was gone, the light of the other magical protection enchantments that countless High Elf mages had temporarily begun to arrange began to shine with brilliant colors one after another throughout Silvermoon City.

To be honest, if you can get enough time to prepare, with the power of the spellcasters of the entire High Elf clan and the fact that there is no shortage of related magic skills, Silver Moon City may not be able to build a high-level city magic shield in a short period of time that is comparable to the defensive enchantment of the old alliance Lordaeron Royal City.

However, the Lich King Nao Ao Zu finally used Nei Ying to dismantle the Great Shield of Yongge, how could he still give Silvermoon City enough time?

This time, the Scourge finally mobilized its real main force.

"Whew!" "Whew!" "Whew!"

The magnificent and tragic bone horn was sounded by hundreds of huge abomination corpse monsters in the central camp of the Eternal Song Forest Scourge Legion.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

Hundreds of elite skeleton warriors were restrained into huge bone balls, rolled into the huge catapult catapult, and directly crossed the towering walls of Silvermoon City in the sound of howling winds.

"Follow my will!"

"Let's attack!"

The words of the Lich King resounded in the souls of all the undead.

"Let the High Elves return to the realm of death, and join us in ascension and eternity!"

In the sky and on the earth, the army of Scourge formed by the splicing of countless bones, inspired by the spiritual will of the Lich King Naozu, followed the Great Lich and the High Death Knight, forming a boundless wave of death, spreading out of the Eternal Song Forest and surging towards Silvermoon City······