"So, is this your elf's reply?" A young shaman from the Frostwolf clan opened his fang-riddled mouth and whispered to the elven urn in front of him.

"The elves of Quel'Thalas will not submit to anyone, any force. There will be no peace between us until you do not know what vile means you can use to influence the sunwell." It was a High Elf who had participated in the previous meeting with the Orcs, and had spoken fiercely at the Orc's demands and disdain.

And his words have also been recognized by many high-level elves.

"Prepare for war, then." The young shaman paid no attention to the hostile elves who stared at him with weapons in hand, and he knew the danger when he took on the task.

Maybe he'll die on this mission.

But what's so scary about that?

Death is but the beginning of another journey. Or rather, a new life impregnated with the light. But in any case, he believed that the high priest and his own people would make the whole of Quel'Thalas weep for him. It's an honor!

"What the hell did you do to the Sunwell?" The elven nobleman at the head obviously didn't want to let the young orc shaman go like that, and he asked aggressively.

"What did you do to the sunwell?" A sinister smile appeared on the young shaman's face, "So you still don't know what we've done. But soon, soon you should know."

"Pretending to be a ghost!" The elven nobleman was a little impatient, and he really wanted to arrest the orc in front of him and torture him, if not without permission. His Majesty Anastarian Sunstrider has issued an expulsion order against the orc shaman who delivered the letter. Unless the other party took the initiative to attack, he still didn't dare to go against Anastarian's wishes.

"The next time you see you, maybe you'll send someone to find us." Young Sa said with satisfaction, turned around and left the Silver Moon Forest.

Looking at the other party's broad warrior-like back, the elven nobleman hesitated, but still did not give the order to move.

……

Orc camp.

"In other words, did the elves reject our offer?" Naozu looked at the young shaman who had teleported back the message, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

The young shaman nodded.

"Arrogance is the greatest original sin of living beings! The High Priest has given them a chance, and since they can't grasp it, let them give up." Naozu shook his head.

He knew better than anyone what kind of horror was brewing under the water of the sunwell at this time. Even if his power had been raised to a point where he was shocked by the High Priest's teaching, he still had a heart for it.

That's not the heart of an ordinary creature at all. In Naozu's mind, the heart was perhaps more terrifying than the dragon, more like a part of the gods.

Even if that heart was not hostile to him, just in front of him, he could feel the energy and vitality in his body faintly draining. And the devouring thing is the strange heart.

It was a being called an apostle by the high priest, with some kind of powerful, almost regular power. With the hunger and thirst that his heart made him, once he was aroused and awakened in a place full of energy, I am afraid that the area would be barren and even a place of death.

It's a pity that the last chance was also given up by those elves.

……

Stratholme.

The plague was forcibly delayed by Uther with the Holy Light, and although the danger has not passed, it is still spreading tenaciously, but at least it has bought some time for the inhabitants of the city of Stratholme.

Lordaeron's court mage and elven archmage Luo Bihua, as well as some healers, have devoted themselves to the study of how to solve the plague.

What is certain now is that it is not a natural plague, but a man-made man-made with some dangerous force at its core. Does not work against elves and orcs. Or it doesn't affect the other party

life and health.

This energy, confirmed by the court mages, is somewhat similar to the power held by the minions of the Burning Legion.

Alonsos sent advice to King Terenus of Lordaeron, advising the king to seek the help of Dalaran. As the main force against the minions of the Burning Legion, Dalaran may need to be aware of this power and be familiar with the solution.

The messenger rode back and forth on a griffin, delivering a reply from King Terenus to Alonthos in a short time. In the letter, Terenus revealed to Alonthos that he had asked for help from Dalaran before that, but that Dalaran had undergone a huge change and could not be delegated to help for a while.

However, in the letter, Terenus stated that he would soon send Lordaeron's chief archmage, Kel'thugad. He was also a mage of Dalaran and had the means to contain the spread of the plague.

Alonsos, who had read the letter, was not agitated by the arrival of Kel'thugad and the so-called "good news" on the letterhead, but instead had a premonition that greater trouble was coming.

Stratholm was besieged, Lordaeron was threatened by an army of orcs, the elves' sunwells had changed, and Dalaran had also happened. All of this is connected in series, and it seems that there is a mastermind behind the scenes, controlling and manipulating all this.

After all, Alonsos found it hard to believe that the forces around Lordaeron would have undergone major changes at about the same time, and it would be difficult to give Lordaeron a helping hand and help.

The other party has deliberately created this isolated situation, and it is natural that there will be a corresponding backhand.

In Alonsos's view, Lordaeron is like a flying insect that has entered a spider's web, and if it can't find the way to break the game, it will be stuck in the spider's web, and eventually become food.

The strength of the orcs was vividly demonstrated in the battles and wars during this time. An average orc would need at least two or three well-trained soldiers to fend off, with a chance to kill. At the very least, elite orc warriors such as Durotan who have received the blessing of the totem can destroy a human squad of about a few dozen people by themselves.

Even Alonsos sometimes thought that even with the fortified city of Stratholme, the orcs could break through its gates at any time. But why there has not been a decent siege so far is also puzzled by Alonsos.

"At night, someone saw an apparition resembling a beast in the city? More than one person has seen it?" Uther, who was in charge of dealing with the plague, had just woken up when he received news that shocked him.

"There's also a patrolling soldier among them. I've brought him here, sir." Responsible for the humanitarianism of the information reported to Uther.

"Bring him in." Originally, if only one or two people saw it, it might have been the news that they had lost their eyes because of fear and night, and Uther did not intend to pay attention to it. At most, some soldiers were assigned to investigate and reassure the restless people. But when many people saw that there was a soldier among them, he couldn't help but ask more questions without being distracted.

A patrolling soldier was summoned, and upon Uther's questioning, the other man repeated exactly what he had seen.

"A beast tall enough to be an adult, and more than five meters long?" Uther's face became solemn. This size is almost indistinguishable from the livestock raised by the residents. But Uther was still unsure if there was such a dangerous beast in the city.

After all, under the darkness of night, even a cat, under the cover of light and shadow, its shadow can look like a behemoth. Whether it was the residents or the soldier in front of them, all they saw was a phantom. Either they didn't dare to come forward because they were afraid, or they came forward and found nothing.

Uther believed that soldiers had inspected the area long before the news reached him. If there is a real problem, his clerk will definitely attach the corresponding information to the message.

In this situation, I am afraid that people are still panicking, and if they are left alone, there may be rumors coming out.

After Uther figured it out, he personally led his soldiers to the scene of the incident to investigate, and what made his face solemn was that this area did seem to have some energy remnants that were opposed to the Holy Light

Stay. It's very weak, and if you don't look closely, it's easy to go unnoticed.

Uther then went to the other places where the apparitions were seen, and in these places, the same remnants of energy were also faintly detected, and only one of the five locations was clean and nothing was left, and nothing was found.

This situation was enough for Uther to take it seriously and no longer treat it as a rumor.

Placing the apparitions in red circles on the city's map, Uther found the same pattern, that is, these areas were all near the quarantine chambers of the severely plague-infected.

These places contain many severely infected people who have developed physical aberrations, and the priest of the Holy Light of the church will baptize them every day to suppress the plague in their bodies.

Outside the quarantine area is guarded by soldiers and at least one priest of the Light. With the help of the court mages, small magical enchantments were built.

After discovering the anomaly, Uther had no choice but to go back to the Cathedral of Light to deal with affairs without getting more information, but he had already decided to go to these areas at night for the past few days, and he wanted to know what kind of monster that phantasmagory was.

……

Quel'Salas.

The third day after the orc messenger left.

The energy concentration around the sunwell has clearly begun to decrease, and even shows signs of becoming unsustainable. This made the anger in the hearts of the upper nobles such as Anastarian Sunstrider even more angry.

Luo Bihua, who was tasked with investigating intelligence, was even rebuked by the Council of Quel'Salas Nobles.

But with the [depletion] of the energy of the sunwell, an unbelievable behemoth finally revealed its traces. It was a huge creature that took over the entire sunwell like a turtle. The other party seemed to be asleep at this time, but between breaths, the majestic energy around him would be swallowed and absorbed into the other party's huge body.

The Sunwell was still producing arcane energy, but all of it was consumed by the unknown creature. With each energy devouring, the opponent's size will increase slightly, and as the opponent's size increases, the devouring of energy, or appetite, will also increase.

At this point, the elves such as Anastarian Sunstrider understood where the source of the sunwell's energy weakness came from.

Previously, this monster was still in the growth stage and couldn't devour too much energy, so the Sunwell would still provide Arcane energy to Quel'Thalas, but as the other party devoured more energy, the Sunwell's energy became more unsustainable. Eventually, the energy emitted by the solar well became less and less, almost nothing.

Once you have found the root of the problem, the next step is to solve it.

To the relief of many of Anastarian's High Elves, it wasn't the Sunwell that had a problem. As long as you kill the turtle-like monster that has taken over the Sunwell's energy, or if you expel it, then the Sunwell's energy will still cover the whole of Quel'Thalas. Everything will return to business as usual.

"We can use magic to banish it to other planes." A High Elf suggested.

"It's a good idea, but the question is, don't you think it's too big? It's like an island. It's still getting bigger!" The other High Elf mage nodded in agreement, but gestured to the island-like monster that had taken over the Sunwell, and motioned to him to open a large enough spatial door.

You must know that the space of this world is shrouded by a thick barrier, and the space is also very stable, although the disaster 10,000 years ago shook the stability of the space, but if you want to open a space door that can accommodate the sun well, you still need a lot of processes and spell casting materials. As for the mages of Quel'Salas alone, they couldn't successfully summon such a large spatial gate after draining the magic power in their bodies.

The sunwell is a huge energy source, which can supply them with spell casting consumption, but this is not the energy of the sunwell has not leaked at all, and it has been squeezed clean by this monster. Therefore, it is no longer possible to borrow the energy of the sunwell to use magic as before, and to spend magic without hesitation.

"Not to mention, in the sun

Inoue's opening of a giant portal is not a good sign. What if something happens and it blew up like the original Well of Eternity?" There are also High Elves who have expressed concern. After all, according to the history of elves, opening the door of space on the arcane energy source, this lesson is enough once. Although it was an accident, who can guarantee that there will be no accidents this time?

"Then find a way to expel or kill it, or at least not let it stay in the sunwell any longer." Anastarian commanded with a snarky voice. It's okay for a short time now, but after a long time, the state of their group of demon addicts will not inevitably decline.

"Unfortunately, we may still be able to turn to the human side for help. But they don't seem to be able to spare their hands on that side." Looking at the monster that was not easy to mess with just by its size, a High Elf sighed.

"Damn orcs!"

"Damn orcs!"

An indignant curse ushered in a lot of approval.