Chapter Ninety-Three: The Death of Natural Disasters (1) Prelude
The dark and gloomy sky covered the sky of Quel'Salas Island under the midday sun, turning the entire island into darkness.
The vanguard of the Burning Legion, the high-ranking of the Undead Scourge, surrounded the Lich King Neozu, who had been transformed by the fallen shamanic leader, and came to the dark High Elf Sunwell after being corrupted by evil powers.
The sunwell, which once sparked with clear and pure dark blue magical energy, has completely turned into a viscous and distorted dark green characteristic of evil energy, and exudes an incomparably evil and chaotic aura.
Around, in the early stage of the transformation of the evil energy of the sunwell, it was shattered by the impact of the evil energy pool of the riot at that time, and you can still vaguely see the gorgeous and artistic high elf mage tower above, or the fragments of other magical buildings.
And the former High Elf Archmage Darkan Drahir, who had betrayed his race, was covered in scars from evil energy on his twisted body, and disgusting pus oozed from those wounds, staining his once gorgeous archmage robes.
He struggled to stand in front of the Sunwell, greeting the Lich King.
"Great Your Majesty! I've finally met you. ”
Darkan eagerly ran to a circle of high-level undead, guarding the eternal ice crystals in the middle, and crawled to the ground in a frenzy, pleading with great reverence.
"Please, grant me eternal life!"
The pain caused by the countless injuries on his body made his entire body tremble slightly on the ground from time to time.
Not bad.
Gaining eternal life is the greatest original sin of this high-ranking archmage of the High Elves who betrayed Silvermoon City and became a believer of the Lich King!
The lifespan of the High Elves is measured in thousands of years, which is naturally extremely long compared to humans.
But for Darkan Drahir, the elven archmage who has gone through more than 8,000 years before the era of the Troll War, his body has gradually lost the vitality of his youth, and with continuous meditation, the increasingly large amount of Sunwell Order magic energy in his body has begun to impact and erode his body through the remnants of the legendary curse that was jointly cast by the Troll Shamans of the Amani Empire at that time during the war with the ancient troll Amani Empire.
If one doesn't do it well, maybe he will be honored to become the first elven archmage to die of old age due to injury and old age, in addition to the ancient elves who just crossed the sea from another continent and the ancient elves who died naturally during the founding of the High Elves!
Although he is over 8,000 years old, although Darkan Drahir, who has heroic strength, has enjoyed the glory and wealth of the High Elf clan, he is still unwilling to die in silence.
He wants to live forever!
As time moves forward step by step, feeling that his life is getting less and less, Darkan Delahir, who is not a selfless and death-oriented saint in the first place, gradually becomes crazy and distorted in despair!
The rationality and wisdom that a spellcaster should have in his heart have long been gone under the threat of the passage of life!
After the appearance of the undead scourge, especially the evacuation from Dalaran to Silvermoon City, some cursed gods and cults ** mouths, after Darkan learned the name of the all-powerful and able to give immortality to all things, his mentality has completely collapsed, and he can't wait to hook up with the Lich King through some kind of secret spell!
In his opinion, only the all-powerful Lich King can help him continue his life!
Behind the Eternal Ice Crystal, Kel'thugad, who had defected from the Dalaran Kenrito Order, was half-bowed, his light black hair sliding down his forehead, obscuring his eyes.
This human spellcaster, who did not know that in the original history, because of the same pathological desire for eternal life, embarked on the same path as the rebellious elven archmage in front of him, stood humbly and respectfully on the side of a great lich, looking at the rebellious elven archmage in front of him with a trace of pity, silent.
"Eternal immortality? My faithful believers. ”
Hearing the prayers of his own believers, and seeing the fanatical elven archmage in front of him, the surging undead magic emerged from the outside of the magnificent eternal ice crystals, and the satisfied voice of Nao Zu was accompanied by the spiritual fluctuations with a violent bewitching effect, echoing around the entire solar well.
"Then, as you wish, my servants!"
"Arrange a high-level undead transformation circle, I want to use the abundant evil energy here to transform into undead magic power."
The command in the Eternal Ice Crystal paused for a moment, then continued.
"I will bestow upon my two faithful believers, Kel'thugad and Darkan."
"Eternal life!"
Although it is said that it was arranged for the two believers, in fact, after the destruction of Silvermoon City one by one, the corpses of the High Elves above the Silver Hero level were successively transported to the surroundings of the Sunwell by some skeleton coolies while the Lich King spoke.
Upon hearing the Lich King's call, all the high-ranking undead around it who had submitted to the will of Naozu responded in unison.
"By your will, Your Majesty the Great Lich King."
Immediately, these high-level undead began to get busy, the death knights and high-level abominants tilted the various undead magic materials that had been prepared on the ground as if they didn't need money, and then under the busyness of dozens of great lichs, an evil and huge magic circle gradually formed around the corpses of those high elf powerhouses.
The spiritual power of Nao Zu within the eternal ice crystal perceives everything in front of him happily and satisfactorily.
After landing on the Eastern Kingdom continent, the development and progress of everything is gradually taking shape according to the plan of the Lich King's heart.
The great shaman of the former orc tribe is already thinking about resurrecting this batch of three-digit elven powerhouses in front of him, and the Scourge Legion will far exceed the strength of the Holy Arathso Empire that he has learned from Kel'thugad in terms of high-level combat power and cannon fodder.
According to the orders given to him by its master, Kilgardan, after destroying the Human Empire, he will use enough human civilians to sacrifice the upper echelons of the Legion, and summon another high-ranking member of the Burning Legion, Akmund, to the land of Azeroth to conquer the planet once and for all.
When the time comes, wouldn't it be nice for oneself who has made great achievements to be lifted from the eternal ice crystals bound to the outside of his true body by the master of Kilgadan, who has clearly rewarded and punished, and returned to his free body, becoming the leader of the legion, and walking to the peak of beast life······
Under the influence of the big butterfly of the Messiah, the Lich King, who originally invaded Azeroth because he did not understand the true power of the Burning Legion, has now inadvertently transformed into a die-hard activist of the Burning Legion.
And now Nao Zu, while reverie about the beautiful plan for the future.
Just like the plot of almost all villain bosses in the Messiah's past life network, when carrying out an evil plan to destroy the world, they will be destroyed by a messenger of justice or a traitor with a repentant conscience at a critical moment.
Behind the Lich King's Eternal Ice Crystal, in the palm of Kel'thugad, who had been standing silently, the magic crest unique to the high-level spellcaster members of the Kenrito Council suddenly began to vibrate violently.
One after another, fine purple-blue lines are rapidly derived from the center of the coat of arms.
"Has the Sage already locked on to his target here?"
"So, it's finally time for me to leave······"
With a thought that suddenly appeared in the depths of his heart, Kel'thugad slowly raised his head, and the humble appearance he had disguised before disappeared in an instant.
He glanced at the Lich King in the ice crystal without any scruples, and quickly opened his clenched palm, and a legendary-level single teleportation technique sealed in the coat of arms by the Violet Sage himself was released in an instant!
The pale blue spatial rift suddenly appeared behind him like the mouth of a giant beast, swallowing his body in an instant, and disappearing into the clearing.
"Boom!"
Immediately after, a powerful beam of undead corruption was immediately cast after Nao Zu subconsciously reacted, blasting out an unfathomable hole in the ground where Kel'thugad was standing!
But, it's too late!
"Damn it!"
Realizing that something was wrong, the Lich King Nao Zu, who had just been complacent, roared angrily.
The huge spiritual fluctuations suppressed the soul fire of all the undead around in an instant, except for the rebellious elf Darkan, who had not yet reacted and was still prostrate on the ground, and was still a living being, the high-level undead figures around the sunwell suddenly froze.
Under the powerful spiritual coercion of the Lich King, they can no longer control their bodies.
However, the actions that made the Lich King angry were far from over.
At this time, thousands of meters in the air above the dark canopy of Quel'Salas Island, as Kel's figure disappeared, it undisguised the huge magic fluctuations, stirring the water vapor from the void, and condensing out of thin air a crooked ice mirror with a diameter of several kilometers, covered with dense purple mystical patterns.
A thick, extremely dense divine beam of light burst out from the top of an originally unanomalous hill dozens of kilometers outside Silvermoon City and hit the mirror, and then with the crooked angle of the mirror, it refracted accurately towards the location of the sunwell on Quel'Salas Island······