Among them, there are eight princesses and five princes, a total of thirteen heirs to the throne.
In addition, Queen Amraru Moonflower has an elder brother named Guilio, who theoretically also has the right to inherit the throne.
However, among so many heirs, there was no open or covert fighting for the throne.
After all, Evermeet is not any other place. Strictly speaking, it is a partial projection of Arvandor, the kingdom of the elven gods, so the thoughts and actions of every elf are watched by the gods.
Especially after the Dark Elves settled, Corellon adopted a zero-tolerance policy towards the evil and corruption within the entire race, and he would clear them out without mercy once he found one.
The intrigue and unscrupulous behavior of fighting for power and profit like in the previous Crown War can definitely be regarded as seeking death at this moment.
Whenever you go to the temple to pray, you might suddenly encounter the incarnation of the god, who will shoot you with an arrow and kill you.
Therefore, the political situation in the city of Luhipa, as the capital, has always been extremely stable, so stable that it has been a place of peace and prosperity in the past few hundred years.
Apart from the occasional pirate, red wizard, and Zhentarim ship trying to figure out the location of Evermeet, the elves felt no external threats at all.
This is also the reason why the elves, who have always had a low fertility rate, have a population of 1.6 to 1.7 million on the island.
If they continue to reproduce like this for a thousand or two thousand years, perhaps the entire race will be able to rise again and become an important force in the continent of Faerun again, instead of being constantly marginalized like it is now.
Of course, Zuo Si didn't care much about what the elves and the gods behind them were planning.
After getting to know some of the most important members and families in the royal court, he accepted Queen Amra's invitation to dance with her for the first dance of today's banquet.
This is a customary practice at elf banquets. The party must be started by the man or woman with the most noble status and position present, and then others can come on stage one after another in order.
The symbolic etiquette part will end only after everyone has finished dancing the first dance according to etiquette. Guests can use the remaining time to invite anyone they like.
You may even sneak into some guest rooms or inconspicuous corners of the corridor to do some exercises that are beneficial to your physical and mental health when you feel like it.
Anyway, with the way they are dressed now, it is normal for some accidental shootings to happen.
The elves in Faerun have always had a very open lifestyle.
Compared with them, the cheating, extramarital affairs, and frequent visits to special service places in the upper class of human society are nothing.
When Elminster attended an elf banquet as a student, he was deeply shocked by the boldness and unrestrainedness of these pointed ears.
After the song ended, Amra laughed and joked, "Your Majesty, you danced really well. It was beyond my expectation. Because from what I know, you rarely participate in such activities, and you have never danced with anyone in public."
Zuo Si also smiled and shook his head: "You are too kind, Your Majesty. In fact, I have very little experience in this area, let alone any expertise. I just went ahead with it. After all, as a guest, I don't want to spoil the host's fun."
"Oh? But I feel that your dancing steps are not like those of a beginner. Instead, they are full of an elf-like elegance."
Amla showed a very surprised expression on her face.
"That's because I learned sword dancing from Eilistraee. The two have a lot in common, especially the steps."
Zuo Si gave the answer very straightforwardly.
He was too lazy to waste time learning a skill like dancing which was completely useless except for picking up girls.
I don't think there is anything worth appreciating in dance, just like my attitude towards other arts such as painting, sculpture, gardening, and music.
Zuo Si never followed the traditional ruling class of the continent of Furen and often sponsored groups engaged in literary and artistic creation.
He would rather invest this money in public education to improve the literacy and math levels of the common people than waste it on projects that are destined to serve only a very small number of people.
Even since the founding of the West Coast Empire, the government has never held a dance or banquet for entertainment purposes.
This made those men who wanted to hunt for beauties at royal banquets, or those women who wanted to seduce the emperor to become his mistress, feel quite disappointed.
So in the dance just now, Zuo Si basically relied on the reaction speed brought by his super high agility attribute and the pace of the sword dance to barely follow the opponent's rhythm, and at most coordinated with the upper limb movements.
This can be seen from the extremely simple style of the Askatra Mage Tower he designed himself.
There wasn't even a single decoration in the huge interior space of the tower.
All you can see in the corridors along the way are cold golems, as well as bare walls, floors and ceilings.
The furnishings are limited to extremely practical chairs, sofas, tables, cabinets, and a large number of eternal flames and magic lamps to provide lighting.
Even the number of potted plants for landscaping is zero.
"I see."
Queen Amra nodded thoughtfully.
She obviously knew that Eilistraee's sword dance was actually a branch of elven swordsmanship.
Before the Dark Elves descended into the Underdark, it was widely learned by elves of all kinds for its graceful steps and pleasing movements.
However, as the hatred with the dark elves deepened, this swordplay style quickly declined, and now the number of surface elves who can master the sword dance is extremely small.
And with thousands of years of evolution and improvement, it has taken a completely different path.
After fulfilling his etiquette and obligations as a guest, Zuo Si no longer accepted any invitation to dance. He just watched the elves at the banquet reveling, enjoying the wine and food, and indulging their inner desires and emotions. He was like the two sides of a coin with the elves on the continent of Faerun who were living in danger and full of a sense of crisis.
At this moment he finally understood why Sirinsi suddenly mentioned the revival of the destroyed elven kingdom - Cormanthor.
As the saying goes, one is born in adversity and dies in comfort.
If the elves completely evacuate the mainland and stay on this island to live a carefree life without any contact with the outside world, within a few generations they will completely lose their sense of crisis and become a group of useless people who only know how to indulge in pleasure.
In fact, there are already signs of development in this direction.
So the elves must go out and establish a country of their own on the continent of Faerun.
In this way, the elves of Evermeet only need to maintain contact with that country to make these pampered guys feel the danger.
Moreover, they can regularly send some young people out for training, and then return to take up important positions in the royal court and the army, so that Yongju Island will not be weakened in military preparations due to a long period of no war.
It was as if they would send some people back to the continent of Faerun, or join certain organizations, or serve the monarch of a city or even a country, to maintain the presence of Evergrande Island in this world.
If an elf falls in love with another race during this process, or even gives birth to a half-elf child, Evermeet will allow those half-elves who have shown sufficient talent to come to the island to visit their parents and maintain close ties with their family.
Because to some extent, these half-elf talents are also one of the tentacles for the elves to expand their influence.
Khelben, Lyra, and Elminster, among the chosen ones of the Goddess of Magic, can all be counted as one of them.
After thinking about this, Zuo Si quickly guessed the purpose of this invitation.
When the banquet had been going on for about an hour, Silinxi, who had danced several times in a row and whose face was slightly flushed due to the intense exercise, rejected the next handsome man who invited her. She walked straight to Zuo Si, picked up the transparent high-heeled glass from the table, tilted her head back, drank the "Flash Wanderer" in the glass in one breath, and then burped very rudely.
This is a carbonated drink similar to champagne and happy water, but the alcohol content is not low, and it is deeply loved by Japanese elves.
Unlike the continent of Faerun where Sun Elves are rarely seen, the total number of Sun Elves on Evermeet accounts for more than 50%, followed by Moon Elves, with Sea Elves and Wood Elves having the least number.
After drinking a drink of at least 400 ml, Silinxi immediately felt that her burning throat and mouth were greatly relieved. She picked up a piece of silk to wipe the sweat on her forehead and cheeks, and then smiled and teased: "Why are you standing here all the time? You even rejected Zartarius' invitation.
You have to know that she is the queen's personal scribe and almost never shows any affection to other men.
The other two ladies who just walked over were Selsara, the matriarch of the Duroshil family, and Amisil, the ruler of the city of Nimlis. They both hold important positions on Evermeet Island.
If you can establish close friendships with them, you will be able to gain access to a number of elven wizards who are masters of high-level magical rituals."
Zuo Si sneered and shook his head: "Haha, forget it, I'm not interested in playing this boring game of ambiguity and blood relationship with you.
Evermeet is the realm of the gods of the Seldarine.
Therefore, their will is the key, and these elven nobles are just controlled pawns.
Compared to this, I am more concerned about when to start discussing the specific matters of the restoration of Comando?
Don't tell me that after all this time, Queen Amraru hasn't formulated specific plans and measures."
"You can rest assured about that.
Over the past few months, we have sent people to investigate the situation in Myth Drannor and the major forces entrenched in the surrounding area.
Originally I was planning to let you enjoy the banquet first before we talk.
But since you're not interested in that at all, let's get straight to the point.
Come with me, this is not the place to talk about such things."
After saying that, Silinxi put down the empty cup and turned to walk towards the dark corridor outside the hall.
The two of them quickly shuttled through the corridor filled with flowers and plants, one in front and one behind, and soon arrived at a room at the back of the palace, away from the banquet venue.
As soon as he entered the door, Zuo Si noticed that Queen Amura, who was supposed to be sitting on the throne in the hall, had actually changed into casual clothes and was standing in front of a map of the continent of Faerun.
There were four people standing next to her, one of whom was the personal scribe Zaltaris whom she had met before.
The other three are Admiral Amaldin Elsida, Grand Marshal Caris Blackhelm, and Chief Archmage Briseel Olisle.
It can be said that all the highest military leaders of the entire Yongju Island were present without exception.
Although Yongju Island is nominally a monarchy and the queen holds supreme power, in reality the heads of their respective fields have a great deal of autonomy and can even force the queen to retract unreasonable orders.
Therefore, the appearance of these three people means that the recovery of Cormanthor is not a temporary idea of one or two people, but has received widespread support and recognition.
Since everyone in the room had met each other before at the party, there was no need to waste time introducing each other.
Queen Amla went straight to the point. She first handed a piece of information to Zuo Si, pointed to the marked place on the ground and introduced: "According to our spies' reports, there are currently four extremely dangerous dark elf forces in the Cormanthor Forest.
They are Clan Ozkwen, House Jeller, the Spiderkiss, and the raiding parties that often come from the Underdark.
Among them, the Jeller family is the strongest, with about 8,000 well-trained dark elves.
They were originally a defeated and fleeing family in the city of Menzoberranzan. After decades of wandering, integration and development, they gradually became powerful.
The current leader of the family is Jazz the Cripple, and their main belief is Velen.
At present, these guys are very close to the location of the royal court and are trying to gain control of the maze.
If a military strike is launched, the Jeller family will probably become the most troublesome and difficult enemy.
In second place is the Ozkwen clan, with approximately 3,500 dark elves.
They are not a family bound by blood, but more like a group of wanderers who huddle together for warmth.
In this group, there are not only dark elves, but also humans, surface elves and half-elves.
They all believed in Velen, so their relationship with the Jeller family had always been quite harmonious.
The above two dark elf forces have lived in the Cormanthor region for a long time. If you want to recover this area, you must first eradicate them.
Otherwise, even if they immigrate there, they will only be slaughtered mercilessly.
In addition, there are nearly a thousand Rose followers near the entrance to the Underdark, and surface raiders who often join them and provide support.
Although the number of these drow is small, their destructive power is the most powerful.
After all, they came to the surface with only one purpose, which was to kill and destroy.
As for the ubiquitous gnolls, orcs, goblins and the like, we need to wait until we eliminate the dark elves before considering them."
Zuo Si quickly read the intelligence, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face: "Very good intelligence work, it seems that you have already figured out the situation of Komanso.
However, I would like to add two more points.
First, just two months ago, the Cult of the Dragon, led by Zia Modren, established a foothold near Myth Drannor, which requires special attention.
Because every single member of this cult is an irrational lunatic.
Even God cannot predict what they will do.
Second, there are always a large number of adventurers and treasure hunters near Myth Drannor, and you'd better think of a way to live in harmony with them.
Otherwise, if these people are angry, the situation will become very, very troublesome.
Finally, I would like to ask, how many people does Yongju Island plan to send this time?"
There is no doubt that reclaiming Cormanthor will not be an easy task.
Because the Ozkwen clan and the Jeller family are the main sources of faith in the Dark Elf God of Conspiracy, with a total of more than 10,000 believers.
For Weiren, who has been suppressed and threatened by his mother for a long time, this is definitely not something he can give up.
Therefore, it will definitely turn into a battle between gods in the end.
What's more, there is the spider goddess Rose who is eyeing them covetously.
In Zuo Si's opinion, rather than walking a tightrope in such a highly complicated situation, it would be better to find a new place to start anew.
But Cormanthor is not without merit.
Especially with Myth Drannor protected by magical mystery locks, as long as the core control is obtained, the safety of the surrounding large areas can be immediately ensured.
This is not a difficult task for Silinxi, who is the creator of the maze.
In addition, there have been thousands of surface elves living on this land, and they have a deep attachment and sense of belonging to Cormanthor. As long as Sirinsi raises the flag high, she will immediately gain their recognition.
"I plan to dispatch 5,000 troops, directly from the West Coast Empire, across the Fallen Star Sea and the Moon Sea, and land in the distant mountains. I believe your fleet or airship should be able to safely deliver this army to its destination, right?"
Grand Marshal Caris Blackhelm picked up a pen and drew the march route he had planned on the map.
Since this is a political action, Evermeet must make all the surrounding countries feel its determination, while emphasizing the legitimacy and orthodoxy of the Kingdom of Cormanthor and Sirinsi.
Therefore, the process of sending troops must be aboveboard and at the same time demonstrate the support of the powerful ally, the West Coast Empire.
"Of course. But what good can I get out of it?"
Zuo Si raised his head and stared at Queen Amla.
Considering that there is Silinxi, the strongest mortal wizard in Faerun, there is essentially no big difference whether there are 3,000 people, 5,000 people, or 10,000 or even 20,000 people.
Anyway, as long as it's not the gods themselves who come, with her strength, no matter how many dark elves and monsters there are, she can kill them all without leaving a single one alive as long as she comes a few more times.
And once we regain control of the maze, even the ghost city floating in the Anauroch Desert will be useless.
So what Zuo Si really cared about was his own interests.
He is not like other chosen ones of the Magic Goddess who would make selfless contributions for such ridiculous reasons as kindness and justice.
"I think this should be enough to satisfy you."
Before the queen could speak, Silinxi took out a scroll that she had prepared in advance.
Zuo Si opened it with great anticipation and took a quick look. He immediately showed an expression of great surprise and asked with a smile, "Is this the spell transfer you invented?"
Silinxi nodded slightly: "That's right. I think you should be most aware of the effect and power of this spell. Its value is far greater than that of a divine weapon, and it cannot be measured by money either."
"Deal! I wish us a pleasant cooperation."
Zuo Si agreed without even thinking about it, and his speed surprised everyone around him.
What a joke! This is [Silinshi Spell Transfer]! All arcane spellcasters in the country dream of getting this magic! If it were sold, even great arcanists like Ovo and Larloch would give up everything they have to offer a sky-high price, not to mention Sazastan and Sammaster.
This shows how precious [Silinxi Spell Transfer] is.
I guess only the Magic Goddess Midnight has the corresponding backup.
Witnessing Zuo Si's face-changing skills, Silinxi's mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably. She raised her eyebrows and asked in a half-joking tone: "Have you always been so realistic?"
"Of course! I can even make deals with my mortal enemies if there's enough benefit."
Zuo Si gave a positive answer, not feeling ashamed but proud.
"Okay, now I finally understand why Elminster doesn't like you. But as a great devil, you are really a role model among devils. No wonder Asmodeus personally invited you to join the camp of hell."
While saying this, Silinxi clearly rolled her eyes.
But Zuo Si, who got what he wanted, obviously didn't care about the attitude of the elf wizard.
But just as he stood up to say goodbye and leave, Queen Amraru suddenly took out a prismatic crystal and gently placed it on the table.
moment!
Zuo Si's attention was drawn to it.
Through the crystal clear surface, he felt the divine power contained within.
"Your Majesty Thors, this is a gift from the elven gods to you. Thank you for your support in returning to the mainland and recovering the Kingdom of Cormanthor. As long as this plan succeeds, Evermeet Island will become your most loyal ally." Queen Amraruo said solemnly.
"Gift?"
Zuo Si's eyes suddenly became deep, and he clearly felt the gaze from the elven gods.
Queen Amra nodded slightly. "Yes, it's a gift. The Great God knows that you have always been interested in the magical rituals of the mythals and elves, so he decided to grant you this ability. In exchange, the God hopes that you can escort this operation and deal with those enemies that they are not convenient to deal with."
"So this is a deal?"
Zuo Si understood something instantly, and slowly picked up the crystal to feel the knowledge and divine power contained within.
“No, it’s not just a transaction, the great God hopes that this is the beginning of some kind of friendship.
Although your evil tendencies and identity as a great devil do not conform to the values we uphold, you also have an unclear relationship with the Spider Queen.
But after observing for a while, the Supreme Creator still feels that you are not the enemy of the elves.
Just the opposite!
You can become our ally and help us gain a better foothold in the continent of Faerun."
At this moment, Queen Amura was obviously no longer representing herself or Evermeet, but was representing the powerful elven god Corellon.
"I am honored to be in the friendship of the Seldarine, especially the great Corellon Larethian, creator and protector of all elves. Give him my regards, and thank him for his generosity."
After saying this, Zuo Si directly activated the knowledge and divine power contained in the crystal.
moment!
All of this was quickly absorbed and digested and transformed into one's own strength.
At the same time, his appearance also changed slightly. The two iconic round ears of humans became a little sharper, his limbs and body became a little more slender, and even his facial features showed an elf-like delicateness.
Needless to say, Zuo Si has gained a new form change, that is, an elf.
Moreover, this change is not like the transformation spells, which is just a change in appearance and genes, but the soul is injected with elven characteristics, which can be directly connected to the elven kingdom of Avandor.
It is through this connection that the High Elf wizards can draw upon the power of God to cast spells powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, and create magical mazes that astound spellcasters of other races.
"You have a handsome appearance as an elf."
Queen Amra praised from the bottom of her heart.
“Thank you for the compliment, but I still prefer to remain human.
If there is nothing else, I will return to Askatla.
Because I was recently exploring a new world, and I discovered an interesting race in that world who called themselves High Elves.
Maybe I can take you to see them in person if I have the chance in the future."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si instantly returned to his human form, activated the teleportation magic and disappeared on the spot.
As soon as he left, a male elf with long golden hair appeared out of nowhere, exuding a powerful divine power that could not be described in words.
After seeing this person appear, all the elves including the queen knelt on the ground and expressed their highest respect with practical actions.
Because he is none other than the creator of the elven race in the universe where the entire planet Toril is located, and he is also Corellon, the main god of the elven kingdom.
"What an interesting guy, much more interesting than the rumors outside. High elves? Is this a brand new elf race in a certain universe? I really want to see it with my own eyes..."
Corellon showed a very interested expression.
Like all chaotic gods, he is not the serious and earnest god that many people imagine, but the kind of god who does whatever he wants and is very keen on art, pleasure and adventure.
The Elf Lord had actually already noticed Zuo Si, the sudden appearance of the planeswalker, but he did not rush to make contact with him. Instead, he hid in the dark and observed silently.
Until recently, after confirming through the super cyberpunk city of the ninth layer of Baator Hell and the ruling method of the West Coast Empire that this is not an evil villain and cruel tyrant in the traditional sense, we finally decided to try some cooperation.
The plan to reclaim Cormanthor is only the first step.
If successful, Yongju Island will have more exchanges with the West Coast Empire and achieve the grand goal of returning to the mainland.
"Great Lord God, do you have any instructions for me to come here in person?" Queen Amra asked cautiously.
Corellon smiled and shook his head: "No, I was just very happy to hear that there are elves in other universes.
Although they may not be the children I created.
In addition, I developed a strong curiosity about the ability of the planeswalkers to travel freely between different worlds and even universes.
I really hope to explore the unknown world with the help of Soth’s eyes.”
"If you really want to do this, the easiest way is to satisfy Soth's desire for knowledge, power, and artifacts. Given his character, he will definitely be happy to make a deal with you, just like the deals he made with other gods."
Silinxi couldn't help but complain.
Since she is the chosen one of the Goddess of Magic, she does not need to be too respectful and fearful of the Elf God in front of her like other people do. She can communicate with him on a relatively equal footing.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Corellon burst into laughter, and while laughing he reached out and touched Sirinsi's hair and sighed, "My child, you don't understand how terrifying the future growth potential of a planeswalker like Soth is.
Think about it, it only took him a few years to go from a mere mortal to the level that is comparable to a god? Especially with the power that can draw energy infinitely to strengthen itself, as long as it does not die halfway, it is only a matter of time before it surpasses most gods.
What's more, I am very interested in his philosophy, thoughts, and ideas of identity.
Because his evil is not evil in the traditional sense, or in other words, he is changing and even subverting most people's perception of evil in this universe, as well as the concept of evil itself.
Do you know what this means?"
Silinxi lowered her head and pondered for a moment. A look of horror quickly appeared on her face. She raised her head and answered in an extremely heavy voice: "He will become a monster like the Primordial One, the Wild God, and the Ancient Evil. He does not need faith, and his mere existence can make the gods feel threatened."
“That’s right.
Although he himself may not have realized it yet, he is indeed moving in this direction.
So don't look at him as you would any ordinary person.
Your disciple Elminster made this mistake.
Well, you continue to prepare to recover the Kingdom of Cormanthor. I look forward to the day when you are crowned king."
As he spoke, Corellon bent down and gently kissed Sirinsi's forehead, then turned into a ray of light and left.
…
On the other hand, Zuo Si returned to the Mage Tower and immediately hid in his room to begin learning [Silinxi Spell Transfer], and tried to perform the high elf magic rituals he knew, and unknowingly forgot the passage of time.
He even did not go to the scout space to observe the situation in Azeroth for several days in a row, and he did not know that another famous battle in the Third War - the Battle of Dalaran was about to begin.
Of course, even if I knew, I wouldn’t care too much.
After all, before the Archimonde Sun Tree triggered a strong energy explosion, it was impossible to get the accurate spatial coordinates, let alone send down a clone or projection.
Therefore, this also determines that the consciousness that came with him would not stop the invasion of the Burning Legion from the very beginning.
All that had been done before was to expand faith and continue to strengthen ties with the world, while ensuring that the Eastern Kingdom Alliance would not suffer too much loss.
In addition, he issued combat readiness orders to several forces under his control, including the Devil's Legion in Baator, New Phyrexia in Mirrodin, and the player forces centered on the floating city of Plantia.
As for the purpose, of course, it is to prepare for a head-on confrontation with the Burning Legion and the forces of the Ancient Gods at the same time.
Because from the moment the clone successfully landed, Zuo Si would regard the planet Azeroth as his own forbidden delicacy, an oversized source of energy that would never be exhausted.
Anyone who dares to stretch out his claws will be chopped off without mercy.
In addition, Argus, which has given birth to the Titans, is also on the list of things to be acquired.
Therefore, a direct war with the Burning Legion is inevitable.
While Zuo Si himself was busy learning and digesting this magical knowledge, his consciousness had quietly arrived in Dalaran, watching this magical city that humans had spent a lot of time, energy, efforts and resources to build, and it was doing its best to resist the attack of Arthas and his Scourge.
In particular, the anti-undead barrier jointly cast by several great wizards can continuously consume the energy in the bodies of massive undead creatures.
Once the energy disappears, whether it is a low-level ghoul or a huge stitched abomination, it will immediately fall to the ground and turn into a pile of rotten meat.
Not even Frostmourne could pull it back up.
Moreover, the rapid reduction in energy will greatly affect the combat effectiveness of undead creatures, and their attributes such as strength and agility will be greatly reduced.
Even ordinary infantrymen can easily chop off at least seven or eight zombies' heads in a round of battle.
If it weren't for the overwhelming numerical advantage, Arthas and Kel'Thuzad might not have been able to attack.
However, what really determines how long this city can last is not the archmage who maintains the magic barrier, nor the soldiers fighting bloody battles, but the leader of the Kirin Tor Council - Antonius Dass.
Ever since he decided to surrender to the Lich King in exchange for eternal life, he has quietly made many arrangements.
Now, as long as the archmage activates the arcane golem hidden in the dark, the powerful magic barrier of Dalaran will disappear immediately, opening a direct passage for the undead army to where the Book of Medivh is stored.
"Tell me, Anthony, what are you still hesitating about? Are you unable to part with this body that is aging and about to die?
Or is it because you just can't bear it, and are afraid to see Dalaran reduced to ruins?
You have to understand that my patience is limited.
If you don't take action now, it will be questionable whether the previous promises will be fulfilled."
At this critical moment, the voice of the Lich King, Ner'zhul, once again echoed in the archmage's mind.
These words instantly broke down Anthony Das's psychological defenses, and he quickly explained: "No, I am not hesitating, Master. I am just waiting for the right time."
As the last word came out of his mouth, he immediately activated the backdoor he left behind.
In a flash, the arcane puppets that were originally guarding the key road seemed to be out of control and turned around and rushed towards one of the great wizards who was maintaining his magical concentration.
Seeing this, the great wizard could no longer stand there motionless to support the barrier, and immediately began to cast spells to stop these mad arcane puppets.
As a result of his interruption, the originally weakened Undead Army was immediately revived with full health.
Arthas seized the fleeting opportunity and personally led a group of death knights to charge, killing the archmage at lightning speed and defeating the guards blocking the treasure house where the Book of Medivh was stored.
In order to prove his loyalty, Anthony Dass also personally ambushed and killed the other two great wizards who maintained the magic barrier.
The result was that without the barrier to block them, tens of thousands of undead hordes poured into the city like a tide.
But even so, Dalaran still did not give up resistance.
Instead, they relied on a large number of mages and defensive spires to hold on, and were also organizing a counterattack to retake the Book of Medivh.
It's a pity it's too late.
After obtaining the book, Kel'Thuzad immediately found a place and began to open a portal with the enormous arcane power he gained when he was resurrected from the Sunwell, allowing Archimonde and a group of vanguards of the Burning Legion to enter Azeroth.
When the space rift opened, the legion's support began to pour in.
At the beginning, they were just the lowest-level cannon fodder imps, but not long after, powerful troops such as Hellhounds, Hellfires, Succubi, and Doomguards appeared one after another.
The Hellhound, in particular, feeds on devouring magic and energy, and is an out-and-out magic killer.
The mages of Dalaran often felt that their magic power was immediately depleted after being stared at by these creatures with strange tentacles, and they could no longer cast any spells.
Without the support of magic, it would be a daydream for soldiers to carve out a bloody path among the undead and demon armies.
"It looks like everything is over."
Zuo Si sighed slightly.
Just when he was about to go down and persuade those mages to stop resisting and run away quickly, otherwise everything would be over when Archimonde came out, he suddenly found that a raven had landed next to him.
After only two or three seconds of the man and the bird looking at each other, the raven's body quickly changed into a man wearing a gray-brown cloak and a hood.
"The last guardian, Medivh?"
Zuo Si obviously recognized the other person's identity, and his eyes suddenly lit up slightly.
"Hello, God from another universe, I have been observing you for some time."
This time, Medivh did not hide his identity. Instead, he took off his hood and revealed his iconic face.
"So you chose to show up at this sensitive and special moment. Does it mean that you want to say something to me, or to make a deal?" Zuo Si asked tentatively, touching his chin with interest.
Medivh was silent for a moment, then he asked, "I heard that you want to be the protector of this world. Is that true?"
"Have those bronze dragons come looking for you?"
Zuo Si asked back with a smile.
Because he only said this in front of the two bronze dragons.
"Yes."
Not only did they tell me that this timeline was completely out of control because of your existence, but there was no way to correct it.
So I decided to come and talk to you in person and find out what the future of this world will be like.
This is the only thing I, a sinner, can do.”
Medivh stated his purpose directly.
From his tone, I knew he was in a very low mood, and full of tension and anxiety...
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