The sun pierced the darkness and once again cast warm light on the land of Quel'Thalas. However, the elves who got up early this morning found that the gates of the majestic Silvermoon City were tightly closed, and even the magic barrier above the city
It was opened.
Under the orders of the superiors, the heavily armed and anxious-looking guards guarded every entrance and exit of this golden-red city. Royal guards, who were rarely seen on weekdays, also rode combat chocobos, forming a team.
A team rushed into the Eversong Forest outside Quel'Thalas.
Something happened, there was no doubt about it, but the problem was that the officials refused to reveal any information and simply drove the civilians back to their homes.
A tense and chilling atmosphere rose throughout the entire Silver Moon City.
In the very center of the city, in the Court of the Sun Chaser, the serious-looking Sun King of Quel'Thalas, Anastarian, was sitting on his throne, looking at the people in the court with an indifferent look.
This is a secret summons, and the people from both the royal party and the parliamentary party who originally set out in a furious manner are here...
Only Darkan Drasil and a few archmages who escaped with their lives were left in the parliamentary faction, and only two people from the royal party were left. Lor'themar was unconscious and covered in strange blood.
.Theron, and the Archmage Lannathel who was half-kneeling on the ground, holding the dim magical holy sword Quel'Delar in both hands, with blood all over his body, and extremely embarrassed.
Heavy losses...To be honest, using heavy losses to describe this operation is somewhat inappropriate. "The whole army was wiped out" may be more appropriate, or another less appropriate word...it affected Chi Yu.
"Where is my loyal captain of the guard, the champion of Quel'Thalas, Salorian?"
The cold voice of the Sun King sounded in the royal court:
"Darkan, you promised me that it would be foolproof...is this the answer you gave me?"
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, it was just an accident..."
The king's cold questioning made the usually calm Darkan feel embarrassed. He wanted to say something, but the current situation was too bad, so he could only maintain a gloomy face.
"Taquelin, Corona Village, Sun Temple...the magic response in these towns is completely silent. Evil energy is growing in the forest south of Yongsong Forest. Civilians can see the overflowing energy above the forest with their eyes.
Xueguang, tell me, this is just some accident?"
The Sun King stood up, strode down from the throne, picked up the magic holy sword held by Lannathel in both hands, walked to Darkan, reached out and grabbed Darkan's collar, and spoke with an angry expression.
The voice said:
"Should I throw you out of the royal court and let you explain to the terrified civilians what happened?"
"Darkhan Drasil, your incompetence has brought shame to the Sunstrider royal family and the entire court! My most loyal guard died on the battlefield, and died in the battle to stop the monster from massacring civilians. He does not deserve to die.
, died, and the damned person... ran away! Tell me... the person who died there, why wasn't you!"
How long has it been since the Sun King lost his temper like this?
As the king who has ruled Quel'Thalas for 3,000 years, Anastarian has always led the people with a glorious image. Even if the members of the Council are extremely unhappy with him, he has responded with a cold but respectful attitude.
, but at this time, he was obviously completely angered by this complete failure.
Facing the furious king, Councilor Darkan gritted his teeth. After a moment, he raised his head and whispered to the king in a broken-jar manner:
"Your Majesty, be more decent... You are also involved. Without your approval, we would never have been able to organize this ambush. I personally am willing to bear the shame of the mission failure, but this is not the responsibility that needs to be investigated now. Blood Matron
She won't let it go. She's going crazy and is the trouble that needs to be solved now."
"Maybe."
The Sun King waved his fingers noncommittally, and the Phoenix Guards stepped forward and put heavy shackles on Darkan's hands and feet. The king walked towards the front of the palace without looking back. He said softly:
"But that has nothing to do with you anymore... Someone must take responsibility for the shameful failure. The people's blood cannot be shed in vain!"
"Darkhan Drasil, you were expelled from the parliament because your desertion caused us to lose at least three towns and thousands of people. Therefore, you have been sentenced to treason. From now on, you will enjoy your life as a prisoner.
Bar."
At the same time, in the hall of the prestigious Silver Moon Council in Silvermoon City, the Archmage Rommath, wearing a red robe, looking haggard and old, with only one arm left, stood in the original position of Darkan.
In front of him, the Silver Moon Councilors, who were greatly weakened and unprepared, looked extremely ugly. Rommath patted the table with his remaining hand, and announced in a hoarse voice:
"Darkhan and his companions failed. They fled, causing heavy losses in Quel'Thalas. In last night's battle, the Silver Moon Council also successfully proved its incompetence and internal corruption. The leaders of the Council failed
The expectations of the people and members of the parliament, therefore, with the power granted by the Sun King, I hereby announce that the Silver Moon Parliament will enter a state of special control from today on, and all your activities must be reported to the Sun King's Court!"
"Romans, you bastard!"
As soon as the archmage finished speaking, an old mage stood up angrily, pointed at Romance and shouted:
"You royalist hiding among us! Traitor!"
"madness!"
Rommath waved his finger, and the menacing Phoenix Guard stepped forward, locked the roaring old mage with magic-forbidden shackles, and roughly dragged him out of the council hall. As others watched in silence, the old mage
The Archmage said calmly:
"Quel'Thalas has entered the most dangerous state. Our country and people are expecting someone to stand up and protect them. The Parliament has proven that it is unable to shoulder this mission. At this moment, the so-called differences between the Royal Party and the Parliament have become
It makes no sense..."
"It's time to unite, friends, the country and the people need your strength!"
"For Quel'Thalas!"
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"Here she comes, Your Majesty!"
In the frontline of the Magic Sanctuary in Yongsong Forest, the guards who rushed over reported the new news to the Sun King Anastarian who came to the front line in person. Wearing a suit of magic armor, the Sun King looked heroic from behind.
Opening his eyes in a state of concentration, he nodded towards the rangers and mages around him. A moment later, a large and powerful guard appeared on the southern border of Yongsong Forest.
Looking across the river in front of us, in the forest south of Yonge Forest, even under the sunlight, the darkness flowing in the forest never weakens, as if there is a special force preventing the sun from penetrating into that forest.
In a forest.
On the other side of the river, under the Sun King's gaze, a slender figure was standing in front of Quel'Thalas' army, surrounded by nearly ten thousand people, but she did not show any fear or flinch.
Compared to Alleria's crazy posture in the chaos last night, the Blood Mistress has become much quieter at this time, probably because her bloodthirsty instinct has been satisfied. From the appearance, Alleria is no longer there.
Last night's madness.
She seemed to have taken the time to wash up, and her blood-stained face had returned to its original charm and allure, and the bloody energy floating around her had reshaped her appearance, no longer the tattered clothes.
Instead, she wears a gorgeous lady's dress. The blood-red dress is dotted with black butterfly-like decorations, and she wears a tulle-like headdress in front of her cheeks. She looks full of mystery and grace.
Her long dark gold hair, leaning towards red, was spread over her shoulders and twisted into a bun on the top of her head, giving her a softness unique to women.
But those eyes, those gauzy blood-red eyes, were still shining with confusion, which proved that Alleria still had not recovered her consciousness, and that Salaine's bloodthirsty desire was still affecting her.
"Alleria Windrunner!"
A trace of solemnity flashed in the eyes of Sun King Anastarian. He is undoubtedly one of the most powerful mages in Quel'Thalas. His perception of energy is very keen, and he spreads calmly among the blood lords.
The blood-colored halos around the mother may not look conspicuous, but the terrifying corrosion hidden within them, as well as the energy fluctuations hidden deep within, are enough to raise the Sun King's vigilance to the highest level.
It is said that Sarain in the Dark Blade Legion is a member of the high-level undead sequence. They live on blood. The more blood they drink, the more mature the bloodline will be. The power of the blood must reach the level that is currently lingering around Alleria.
How much blood does this require?
There is no doubt that that is a number that is so terrifying that no one present is willing to think about it, and in the forest behind her, there is probably no life left.
"You were the hero of Quel'Thalas! If possible, no one would want to meet you in such a scene..."
The Sun King organized the words, but in the face of his voice, the Blood Matron standing on the other side of the river was unusually silent. She acted as if she had not heard him and did not say a word.
"If you still have sense, then let us both put down our weapons and have a good talk..."
Anastarian used his eyes to signal the ranger generals around him to move back. So in the shouts of the commanders, the Quel'Thalas army on the other side of the river slowly retreated about 20 yards, and the Sun
The area where the king and Alleria were talking was enclosed, like a ring.
"Click, click"
In the silent confrontation, in the dense forest behind Alleria, the sound of armor clashing suddenly sounded. After a moment, a tall elf wearing silver armor appeared in the eyes of the Sun King. He was holding an elf in his hand.
A glass water bottle filled with flowing blood, he stepped forward, half-knelt on the ground, and handed the water bottle to Alleria with both hands.
The latter smelled the blood and finally reacted. She picked up the water bottle, put it to her mouth, and began to drink the blood silently.
While the Blood Mistress drank the blood, the warrior in silver armor stood up and looked at the Sun King. After sighing, he reached out and took off his phoenix-shaped helmet, revealing his youthful face.
A head full of long, blood-red hair, and a pair of blood-red eyes.
"Salorian!"
The Sun King exclaimed, and the vampire in front of him was his former most loyal royal guard captain, the warrior of Quel'Thalas.
"My lord...retreat with your brave soldiers."
Salorian Morningseeker looked at the king he once loyal to with a calm but sad look, and he said in a deep voice:
"I will lead the Mistress out of Quel'Thalas. She is in a state controlled by blood at this time. Don't anger her... You don't want to anger her, trust me."
"Do you still have your own sanity?"
Anastarian shouted:
"Then come back, Salorian, no one will despise you, return to where you belong...I promise!"
"But I can't!"
Salorian looked back at Alleria and said softly:
"The power of blood spreads in my body and my soul. The mistress did not restrain my will, but Sarain's instinct prevented me from returning to the world of the living. She used her kind side to endure endless pain.
She has reshaped me with great difficulty, so I cannot leave her... Go back, Your Majesty, this disaster will end, I promise."
This answer made the Sun King fall silent. After a moment, he shook his head:
"I'm sorry, Salorian, I must be responsible for my country and people... I single-handedly caused thousands of civilian casualties. This sin cannot be forgiven. I must end Alleria Windrunner here.
A life of sin."
"hiss!"
Feeling the growing malice, the water bottle in the unconscious Alleria's hand slipped. At the moment when the broken glass with blood was scattered on the ground, the huge red dragon wings behind the Blood Mistress suddenly opened up, lifting up the
The energy storm caused half of the forest to tremble. Her sharp teeth were exposed outside her lips. As her body shone, the bloody energy drew a dazzling afterimage behind her.
"Keng"
A magic sword that burned like a blazing flame was accurately placed on the bloody claw that Alleria had grasped. As sparks flew everywhere, King Anastarian's calm eyes and Alleria's confused eyes were seen.
The eyes looked at each other, and the next moment, behind the Silvermoon City of Quel'Thalas, on the island of Quel'Danas near the coast, the golden Sunwell was activated under the will of the Sun King.
The golden line of mana spread rapidly in the air along the extension of Renault Bandil's barrier, and finally locked on the battlefield of Anastarian and Alleria. The powerful magic power from the Sunwell spread in a kind of way.
A magic waterfall-like form crazily washed through the open space by the river, binding heavy pressure around the body of the Blood Mistress.
In the purest magic suppression, the golden magic penetrated into the body of the Blood Mistress, forcibly dispelling the bloody halo surrounding her body. In a hoarse roar, Sarain's crazy animality came from ancient times.
Suppressed by strength, Alleria's sanity finally began to return.
Finally, as the Sun King sighed, the Blood Mistress, who had been completely enveloped by the golden wave of the Sun Well, raised her hands with difficulty. She trembled and looked at the blood on her fingers that could not be washed away. The scenes of last night began to haunt her.
She went back and forth in her mind, and finally, she closed her eyes in pain, as if giving up resistance, allowing herself to be completely submerged by the huge golden magic power.
"Tyrion...forgive me..."
"I've become the kind of...monster you hate the most..."
