Under the setting sun, the Well of the Sun, located on the island of Queldanus in the north of Silvermoon City, is bathed in golden light, the towering, gorgeous, temple-like building, the beauty is intoxicating, every soldier passing by the Well of the Sun, will not help but look at the phoenix emblem on the front, which is the symbol of the entire Quel'Salas.

However, the situation on Queldanus Island in the last few days is a bit unique, originally this island was the second stop of the Yangfan fleet, and there are mage research organizations such as the Magister Platform, which is a residence belonging to the upper class, but now, after the hundreds of thousands of refugees in Silvermoon City moved into it, the entire island has become crowded.

Even at the gate of the Well of the Sun, the training ground for spellbreakers not far away was crowded with tents of all sizes, but because the High Elves inherited the elegance and atmosphere of the Ancient Elven Empire, their long vitality, and enough time to learn, therefore, except for some children who were not yet sensible, there were not too many people complaining about this life of being away from home.

Everyone knows that the war is coming!

The Second Orc War, which ended a year ago, has now come to an end with a brief period of peace.

Especially in the past few days, the undead scourge is rapidly eating away at the garrison of Silvermoon City, and after the frontline war trapped most of Silvermoon City's military strength, those cunning undead came to the bottom of the kettle, making the already shaky Quel'Thalas enter an even worse situation.

Every day, the Sunstrider royal family has someone who distributes daily necessities to the elves who temporarily live on Queldanus Island, so every afternoon, the adult elves will consciously line up and go to the supply distribution point to receive the next day's supplies.

But today things are a little different.

Behind the previous material distribution points, there were super-large portals, enough to accommodate five elves to pass through at the same time, and a whole team of elven mage apprentices were busy at the portal, maintaining the opening of the portal.

"Compatriots, according to the orders of the royal family, the war in Silvermoon City is urgent, and it is very likely to threaten the island of Queldanas, so now we need everyone to share the same hatred, His Royal Highness the prince has ordered people to start preparing to open the portal to the East Dalongmir region, and has already arranged the personnel to respond on the other side of the portal, everyone only needs to wait for two more days. In two days, we were safe!!"

The Ranger Captain in phoenix leather armor stood on a high platform, using a container blessed with amplification magic, explaining the current situation to the civilians at the supply point.

It has to be said that thousands of years of rule have made the imprint of the Sunseeker family deeply engraved into the bones of all elven civilians, and almost everyone cheered when they heard the name of Prince Kael'thas who was extremely prestigious in Quel'Salas, this is the only news that makes them feel hopeful during this time of death and darkness.

The magic fluctuations of more than a dozen large portals opened together naturally made the Sun King Anastarian, who was sitting on the Sunwell Heights, aware of it, and he walked quickly to the monitoring hall of the Sunwell Heights, and when he saw the High Elf mage who was casting spells, the Sun King immediately became angry.

"Who! Who gave the order to let the civilians move? Don't they know that opening the portal at this time can easily attract the attack of demons?"

In the face of the angry king, the attendants lowered their heads, on the one hand, they did not want to bear the charge of contradicting His Majesty, and on the other hand, the servants of the Sunchaser family could guess who gave the order.

To be able to mobilize such a large-scale transfer operation, there will be no one else except the prince and the prince of Kael'thas.

Sure enough, in the next moment, the cold voice of His Royal Highness the Prince came into the monitoring hall,

"Father, I ordered the civilians to be transferred!"

Anastarian turned his head, and he saw Kael'thas with a determined face, and Sylvanas who was following behind Kael'thas in full armor, and the other leaders of the Mage Council, and through their somewhat nervous faces, the Sun King seemed to understand something.

"Don't you know that now that we have lost Silvermoon City, if we open so many portals at this moment, it is likely to attract those demons who distort the void?

"Hey..."

Kael'thas was a little afraid to face his father's disappointed eyes, but he still mustered up his courage and said to the Sun King: "Father, the situation is urgent now, it is no longer something we can control at will, this place is about to become a battlefield, the only thing we have to do now is to transport all the people out during the battle with those monsters, as long as the people are still there, we still have hope..."

"But you do that, hey..."

Anastarian has completely lost his opinion, although he disagrees with Kael'thas very much, and even when Kael'thas abandoned Silvermoon City and returned to Queldanus Island two days ago, he also loudly reprimanded his son, but he has to admit that only in this way can he keep the seed of the High Elves as much as possible, after all, he is not sure whether he can hold this last Sunwell Heights.

"Thank you, father, for your understanding. ”

After decisively giving up Silvermoon City, now Kael'thas can only fight to the death. Just when the prince was about to say something, a loud bang suddenly appeared outside the island of Queldanus.

The sound of the action was so loud that even the ground shook several times in this loud noise.

"What's going on?"

The Sun King turned his head suddenly, and a magic power hit the magic crystal in the monitoring hall, and the next moment, the scene beyond the sun well appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

It's the Scourge Legion!

Scourge of the Dead!

At the head of it was a gigantic stitch monster whose whole body was covered in barbs and carrion.

With just a flick of the butcher's knife in the hand of this ten-meter-tall big guy, the building of Yangfan Harbor was blown down by a third, and on the sea behind it, a huge and terrifying spatial rift was slowly opening.

"Scourge Legion! They're coming! They're going to drop those monsters into Queldanus!"

Sylvanas shouted, turned and ran towards the outside of the monitoring hall,

"Quick, follow me! Don't let them get close to the Well of the Sun, or all our resistance will be in vain!"

Everyone, including Lotheron Theron and Haduron Mingyi, ran out, and the lawbreakers didn't have time to bother with the dispute between the king and the prince in the face of this natural disaster, so they followed the commanders through the portal and joined the battlefield.

Kael'thas glanced at the giant abomination heading towards the Sunwell, and he took a step back and glanced at King Anastarian,

"Father, behold! this is the price of stubbornness!"

After His Royal Highness finished speaking, he turned around and entered the portal that opened with his mind, and at this moment, three green arcane magic balls appeared in the air behind His Royal Highness's head, and a miniature phoenix composed entirely of flames also appeared on His Royal Highness's shoulder.

Kael'thas has entered the strongest fighting state!

And after Kael'thas left, the Sun King seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden, he sat alone in the center of the monitoring hall, he looked at the mages who were directly below the monitoring hall, those who were surrounding the well water of the Sun Well, and arranged the cracking circle, and in his heart, there was unspeakable pain.

Stubborn...

I really... Did you do it wrong...

With his eyes closed, the Sun King took a deep breath, reached out and took the phoenix crown above his head, setting it aside, and holding the Flame Strike, the heirloom of Quel'Salas, as if he were holding a sword for the first time as a child.

The Sun King took a step forward, and a silver-white portal appeared at his feet, and he entered it, and when he reappeared, he was already standing on the edge of the Sunwell's well.

He looked at the High Elf mages who were setting up the magic circle, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

I've made mistakes, and now it's up to me to make amends.

And just outside the sunwell, when Kael'thas and Sylvanas and the others were struggling to deal with the undead disaster, a small group of cavalry wrapped in black cloaks quietly entered Queldanus from the other direction, led by a man riding a burning skeleton war horse.

He looked up at the sky, took his direction, and then gestured, and all the knights ran through Silvermoon City towards the northern island of Queldanas...

(End of chapter)