A boundless rain of fire fell from the sky and fell on the roaring behemoth.

However, the magic that contained huge magic power fell on the giant beast, and it only splashed some sparks and debris, and under the desperate eyes of the elves, the cracked and terrifying fire element was completely absorbed by the other party.

What's worse is that they suddenly find that many of the highly lethal magic spells they use are not only half the power and consumption of half the effort, but even the chanting time has to be extended.

This almost exacerbates an already untenable situation.

Even if they didn't care about harming the sunwell, with their current strength, they would almost have nothing to do with the giant beast on the other side. And one of the other party's actions is like a landslide and a crack, which can give the elves a catastrophe-like destruction scene.

The peaceful and natural surroundings with beautiful scenery have already become a mess, and the giant beasts that have been awakened and enraged have launched a huge attack on the elves like crazy.

It had not been a long time since the war a thousand years ago that the elves of Quel'Salas had suffered such heavy losses. This also caused the arrogance and pride they had always maintained to take a major blow today.

Thousands of years ago, various races such as humans and dragons helped them, but now?

As the human alliance on Soradin's side, the countries closest to them, such as Lordaeron, are also experiencing great trouble, and I am afraid it will be difficult to provide them with support forces.

What about dragons?

As long as it's not an invasion from outside the territory or a disaster that can destroy the world, the creatures who like to nest in their own nests and do their own duties are probably too lazy to look outside.

But in any case, even if those forces are willing to lend a hand, it will be too late.

The unknown beast was wreaking havoc on the surroundings, and when it moved, the ground would sink into a deep hole, and the tremor would spread far and wide. This shows that the density of the other party's body is much heavier than its physique looks.

The roar of the other party was earth-shattering, and the elves who got closer could be roared so that their brains went blank, and even their internal organs were severely impacted.

The roaring flames were accompanied by the movement of the other party, swirling around the other party's body, like a giant turtle walking on its back with a volcano on its back.

Fierce poisonous gas spread out from the beast's body like a dark cloud, enveloping it in a cloud of smoke. These poisonous gases are so corrosive that any life that dares to approach the poisonous cloud will be corroded. Steel and magical equipment were treated equally in this fierce poisonous gas, and were corroded into a pile of rot.

This virtually eliminated any attempt to approach the beast. Whether it was the high-temperature flames on their bodies or the constantly spreading poisonous clouds, they had to make the elves retreat again and again.

The behemoth on the other side didn't even need to do anything, even if it just walked around the land of Quel'Thalas, and it could turn this beautiful country into a ruin where no one lived.

No elf can resist the corrosion of that poisonous gas for a long time, and no city can withstand the trampling and ravaging of giant beasts. The royal city, built by the elves, is just a fragile and useless thing in the face of the behemoths.

The elves have used all their means, and the brilliance of all kinds of arcane and magic arrows has never stopped. But those arcane magic were either painlessly absorbed, or they were mostly burned by poisonous clouds and high-temperature flames before they could get close to the behemoth.

Profound and dangerous magic, such as space, is inexplicably limited and cannot play its due role at all.

As for banishment?

If you want to banish this big guy, it takes a lot of effort to have the function of the sunwell, not to mention that now that the sunwell is occupied, you can't borrow the slightest bit of energy.

The spellcasting materials and preliminary preparations they prepared had already been declared a failure when the opponent could not stop the opponent's progress. Those things have become each other's belly food.

Instead, they wanted to lure the monster to other places, such as the Frozen Continent occupied by some frost dragon, Skasa. But without the teleportation of space magic, they simply couldn't do this.

Leaving aside the losses that will inevitably be suffered along the way, it is impossible for this greedy beast to be too far from the sunwell.

They've tried it many times. Although the behemoth drove them away with a frenzied attack every time, it would not take a single step after reaching a certain distance.

Rise!

A long, loud roar of the beast was accompanied by a gust of wind.

Two sun-like eyes, staring at the elves with great malice in the swirling poisonous clouds. The sunwell was now all shrouded in poisonous clouds, and with the awakened giant beasts, the scope of the poisonous clouds continued to expand around.

If there were no restrictions, it would soon reach the royal city of Quel'Thalas, and if they did, they would have to migrate and move as they had done 10,000 years ago.

"What are we going to do next?"

A High Elf watched in embarrassment, feeling the ground shaking beneath his feet, watching the behemoth disappear into the poisonous cloud again. As the cloud spread, it became more and more difficult for them to enter the cloud and do anything to the beast.

Even now they have to start to have a headache, how to deal with the spreading poison cloud.

Enchantment?

It's a great way to do it! But the corrosive nature of the cloud makes it difficult to determine how long the barrier will last.

What's more, being a neighbor with such an unsolvable behemoth, the elven city that is close at hand needs to be on the lookout for the other party's attack at all times.

The best course of action is to abandon this place and go outside to find a place where magic can be put down again.

But can they give up this place, can they give up the sunwell?

They can't!

Without the arcane energy of the Sunwell, their lifespan would be drastically shortened. And their long-term accumulated addiction will be committed. For the High Elves, the arcane energy of the Sunwell is equivalent to their lifeline!

At least, they are unlikely to give up easily.

Where did they go to find a second sunwell?

Go to the territory of the Night Elves who expelled them?

Anastarian's face was as gloomy as water. During this period of time, he had mobilized almost all the elven power that could be mobilized in a short period of time, and even fought the whole country later, but they had no way to take that giant beast.

The opponent's huge size is indeed a good target, as long as it is an attack, the opponent does not even have the ability to dodge. But what comes from its huge physique and abundant energy is its rough skin and thick flesh.

Arcane magic has no effect on the other party at all, and advanced arcane magic always has all kinds of problems, and without the supply of the sunwell, their strength will inevitably drop a lot.

And what about the other side?

The giant beast didn't care about the arbitrary attacks of the elves at all, even if it was sluggish and not as flexible as the elves, but it was just moving, it was a movable volcano. Coupled with the sputtering fire element and the diffuse strong corrosive poison cloud that has an unreasonable and can even assimilate and corrode, the opponent's trickiness has skyrocketed.

Perhaps only those guardian dragons can have a real, unscrupulous confrontation with the other party at close range.

For a moment, Anastarian even regretted expelling the orc so quickly. Maybe he should have listened carefully and considered the other party's proposal at that time.

But for now?

As King of Quel'Thalas, Anastarian knew he had to make a choice. Either deal with this behemoth or find someone else to solve this behemoth.

As for moving out of your home?

Unless the Night Elves who have expelled them are willing to give up their habitat so that they can enjoy the arcane energy of the Well of Eternity. Otherwise, their only option is to get their sunwells back.

Mankind?

Dragon?

Or, the one who single-handedly orchestrated the root of it all, orcs?

Elves are arrogant indeed, but at critical moments, they do not resist the help of outside forces. At least in the first two wars, the elves never thought of solving them on their own.

……

Stratholme.

Another night, with a solemn face, Uther patrolled back and forth around the Plague Quarantine with his newly formed paladin squad. He'd seen the apparition in the past few days.

They even had brief contact.

It was an extremely ugly and evil-looking creature, all of which looked like some kind of shadow creature, disembodied, but with some pieces of body left behind.

It was a strong source of plague infection, and only a small fragment of it had been left behind, and Uther, who had been protected by the Light, was infected with some kind of disease.

It was difficult for the other party to kill, even if it was a rich holy light, it only made the other party scream twice in pain when it fell on the other party. But at the same time, his body was forcibly hung in various states of weakness and viciousness. Even his sturdy, protected body by the Holy Light, issued a [warning] to him in an instant, his body was in severe pain, his whole body was weak, and the black blood was coughed up by him desperately.

Even he was like this, and the few soldiers who followed him didn't even struggle, they were directly corroded from the cellular state, first the flesh and blood were blurred, then the white bones, and finally completely turned into a wisp of dust. Not even a body remained.

Fortunately, the other party did not take the opportunity to attack him, but escaped into the dark shadows. The power of the rich holy light and the power of the shadow in his body constantly collided and wore away, and after taking a moment to remove them, Uther only felt like he had walked through the door of death.

The recovered Uther did not dare to touch the fallen fragments with his limbs again. After purifying the surroundings with holy light, he left.

For the next few days, Uther participated in the night patrol almost every day, he always wanted to see the shadow creature again, and he had determined that it was the other party who caused the plague in Stratholme, and the other party was the fuse of this plague, the source of the plague.

As for the plague in Lordaeron's royal city, Uther suspected that it was a similar situation. It is some kind of shadow creature that has been summoned from beyond the territory by an orc shaman or high priest.

As long as the other party is solved, will this plague be completely solved?

So Uther knew that the shadow creature was dangerous, but he still searched for its traces in Stratholme every day. Only by dealing with the other party will Stratholme truly get rid of the plague. Instead of dying every day because of the plague, as is the case now.

It is true that the Light can delay the plague on the human body, but it does not mean that it is immune to the damage of the plague, or that it ignores the plague. Even a paladin like Uther would be violently knocked down by a sudden infection in the face of even a fragment of that creature, let alone an ordinary Stratholme resident.

Those who can persevere are either those who are more devout to the Light and are favored by the Light, or those who are relatively good and younger.

The Light can only delay the outbreak of the plague, not to make Stratholme a dead city due to the plague for a short time.

Except for that day, however, for the next few days, the shadow creature seemed to have vanished, never to be seen by Uther again. But the plague in Stratholme suddenly became a little more violent.

……

Dalaran.

"I'm here to ask Dalaran for help on behalf of the elves."

Dressed in blood-red robes and with shiny blonde hair, Kael'thas Sunstair, the child of Anastarian, the current king of Quel'Thalas, appealed to Antonidas for help.

He gave an unreserved account of the predicament and calamity that the elves were facing, and if he could not get reinforcements from Dalaran, he would have to return to Quel'Thalas with his followers to help.

Although he knew very well that even if he took someone back, he was afraid that he would be helpless with that behemoth. But as the prince of the elves, the next king of Quel'Thalas, there are some responsibilities and things that he must bear and do.

"Behemoths?" Egwene, who had returned with Antonidas, had also listened to Kael'thas, and she was also interested in the behemoth. As for being afraid?

Egwen, who had faced Sargeras and was convinced that he had killed him, was not afraid of such a large enemy.

But the only thing that limited her now was that her guardian power had been surrendered, and now that the energy of magic had been manipulated. Her strength has been greatly affected.

But fortunately, she has not gained nothing from following Agatha all these years, she can borrow the energy of other planes, modify and transform, and cast some specific advanced magic.

Under Agatha's experiments, the magic she brought from another world could be used successfully if she found the corresponding energy source and modified it.

Agatha had also taught her a lot of the magic spells of her world, and it wasn't difficult to use them as long as she could borrow the corresponding powers. And it just so happened that Egwen's long life and research on magic had taught her a lot of secrets.

She is not stingy with sharing her knowledge when she needs it. She had also consulted Agatha beforehand.

Agatha, who followed Egwene, was deeply wary of this, and she always felt that once Egwene taught the magic of the other world, it might be a huge pit.

PS: Thank you ~Lulu~, paradoxical two classmates for the reward.

(End of chapter)