22. Collapse---For the Budo Brothers of the Mobu [8/10]
Mana Terror, this is an extremely special kind of demon.
Its appearance is similar to the lava dogs naturally born in the lava fields of Azeroth, but its size is larger and more ferocious than ordinary lava dogs. This demon's body is covered with blue-purple fine scales, which shine under the light.
, these scales will reflect a different kind of halo, just like small mirrors.
The Mana Terror has beast-like limbs, two heads, a huge mouth full of scalp-numbing sharp teeth, and a tongue covered with barbs, but this weird demon does not have a "face" in the traditional sense.
", above the big mouths of the two heads, there are big orange eyeballs instead, and on the necks, there are more than a dozen extra "eyes" extending out with weird tentacles, like those in a dim swamp.
Like a multi-headed snake.
The appearance of this thing is very much like a collection of the most terrifying thoughts in a mortal's unprovoked nightmare. It doesn't look like a normal creature at all.
But the reason why mana terrors are called "mana" terrors is precisely because of a special ability of these rare demons. This kind of rare demons born in the deepest part of the twisted void have relied on floating in the cold since the day they were born.
It feeds on the magic power in the stars. As it grows older, the storage and concentration of magic power in the Mana Terror's body will rise to an extremely alarming level.
It is like a living walking magic treasure house. It is worth mentioning that the mana terror is not a member of the Burning Legion because their number is too rare and they have not been able to give birth to real wisdom. Generally speaking,
The devil would not provoke such a tyrannical beast from the stars.
In Kael'thas, Sylvanas and Roseman saw the mana terror in front of them. Although it was trapped in a seal by the upper elf with magic, they could vaguely see its 6-meter height, as well as the dozen or so...
The purple halo brewing in the eyeballs, this extreme size and the halo escaping from the body mean that the mana terror in front of you has lived for at least ten thousand years. This is an extremely rare lord-level mana terror.
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Only in this way can the mana terrors born in the ancient stars satisfy the normal operation of the nine magic hubs of Elrethalas, survive the nearly ten thousand years of magic squeeze by the upper elves, and still maintain a certain level of power to this day.
of vitality.
It is really unimaginable how much these upper elves paid thousands of years ago to find such an almost unique "treasure" in the call of the twisted void.
But this treasure is not what Kael'thas wants to see, nor is it what he desires to pursue.
As one of the most powerful mages in Azeroth, Kael'thas also has some research on fel energy. He knows well what kind of impact long-term exposure to fel energy will have on a normal person, except for those crazy warlocks.
Not to mention, take the high-class elves in this city as an example. They have absorbed the evil magic from the mana terror for thousands of years. Although after more than ten levels of purification, these magic powers have seemingly become
There's no smell of fel energy anymore, but... it's still dangerous!
Tortheldrin was a rare magic prince (or magic prince) during the Elf Empire. In the Elf Empire ruled by Azshara, there were only the most powerful, talented, wisest and most self-restrained arcanists.
, is qualified to be called the Prince of Magic. This title fully proves what a perfect person Tortheldrin was 10,000 years ago, but look at him now!
A complete madman, a treacherous fanatic, a crazy ruler who can attack his own people, a guy who even smells like a rat in the mud... Although this terrifying change
More or less, it has something to do with the ten thousand years of solitude, but it is undeniable that the evil magic scattered throughout the city has definitely contributed to this degeneration.
There are six basic powers in the stars: holy light, life, arcane, void, evil energy, and death. Each of these six powers will have an impact on the user's mind, and among them, evil energy and void have the most impact on the user.
The destruction of the mind can be called tarsal poison.
The weak mana terror in front of me is not the future pursued by the high elves, and it is definitely not the future Kael'thas is looking for for his people... This cannot be called a "future" at all. This is the door to hell.
But now, this door has been pushed open by Kael'thas himself.
The despair and darkness behind the gate of hell also completely swallowed up Kael'thas as the first victim.
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"Imotar...the demon of mana, the beast from the stars summoned by the first quarter moon in the Virgin constellation."
After calming down, Sylvanas read the "historical facts" recorded in ancient Thalassian on the stone tablet on the edge of the mana cage:
"This is the new "power" given to Syndra by the stars, but this power contains not only hope, but also more terrifying shadows... May our descendants forgive the reckless actions of our ancestors, but in order to survive
Go down, we have no other choice... We also use this to commemorate the 786 Sindra mages who sacrificed their lives in the ceremony to summon Immortar. They are great sacrifices and forerunners, and their will will always be with us.
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"——Stargazer Clara Blom, in the autumn of Elf Era 5154."
"Elf Era?"
Sylvanas turned back and looked at the Archmage Romans behind her. The devastated Archmage was huddled in the corner, but he did not lose his ability to think. After a few seconds, Romans replied softly:
"That is the orthodox calendar of the Elf Empire. Both the night elves and the upper elves are using this ancient commemoration. If I remember correctly, this year should be Elf Era 15016."
The ranger general nodded, and she focused her attention on the stone slab in front of her again. She said:
"In other words, it was 9846 years before the Dark Portal when the Syndra elves summoned the mana terror Immortar? That was 150 years after the War of the Ancients. This demon has been trapped here for almost 10,000 years.
...It’s unimaginable.”
Sylvanas, who was the first to recover from the blow, sighed with emotion at the greatness of time. She stretched out her fingers and touched the stone slab in front of her. As someone who had experienced the tragedy of the Windrunner family being reunited and dispersed, and had also experienced the War of the Undead,
After recuperating in another world for more than a year and witnessing enough bizarre events, Sylvanas, whose spirit has been tempered with incomparable tenacity, can no longer be defeated.
Compared with the loss and pain of His Majesty Kael'thas, the Ranger General's inner feelings were also not good, but this was not a reason for her to stop exploring. People like her will never give up hope. The members of the Windrunner family
The same is true for every clan member.
"Click"
Sylvanas' fingers touched the edge of the stone tablet, as if touching a secret switch. Between the slight collision of the stones, a trace cracked in front of the masonry square on the ground, revealing
A corner of the giant magic circle that was still functioning normally was revealed.
This voice woke up Kael'thas and Rommath. The two stepped forward and squatted on the edge of the magic circle. These two were the most outstanding spellcasters of the high elves. They quickly understood the exposed
The meaning of the corner of the circle.
"This is a defensive and counterattack array."
Romans used his only remaining hand to stroke the magic lines carved into the masonry in the halo of magic. He said in a deep voice:
"It should be a guarantee left behind by the high-class magisters at that time when they made this cage. Once the magic terror Immortar escapes from the trap and destroys this magic circle, the magic power of the entire Elrethalas will be released."
The magic stored in the hub flows back, opening a space rift in this basement leading to an unknown direction, and expelling this mana terror from Azeroth..."
Kael'thas kept looking back and forth between the magic circle at his feet and the bound Immortar. Finally, he rubbed his forehead and said softly:
"The original Sindra elves were obviously also afraid of this special "magic power"."
"Rather than those old stories, I'm more curious about... what do we do with 'it'?"
Sylvanas' calm voice came, and the ranger general raised the legendary battle bow in her hand. She looked at the mana terror that was bound in a huge seal, and she said softly:
"This demon is a threat. There is no doubt that ten thousand years and the Sindra elves' continuous magic power extraction have not been able to kill it, but only made it weak. This has proved the power of this demon. Perhaps, in
We need to deal with this threat before our people can move into the city."
"Then we...exile it?"
Rommath looked at Kael'thas. The archmage was still a little uneasy after experiencing the initial disappointment. He didn't know whether he should do this, while the young Sun King Kael'thas remained silent.
Speaking, he walked to the front of Immortar's seal, stretched out his fingers, and extracted a trace of unpurified evil magic power from the seal. The light green magic power beat on the tips of his fingers, and Kael'thas' cheek
They all reflected something strange.
Sun Chaser's eyes were fixed on the magic power at his fingertips. He could feel the weight of this magic power. His eyes were shining fiercely, representing the fierce struggle going on in the heart of the Sun King. Before his eyes
He saw a lot in the light of the seal that kept shining.
He saw the day the Sunwell was lost, the day the high elves lost their home and became exiles.
He saw the elves who supported each other on the fleet and rushed to the New World in fear and expectation. Those who belonged to his people, he saw the confusion and uneasiness in the eyes of his people.
He saw the high elf village in the wilderness of Feralas and the starting point for his people to start a new life in the forest.
He saw those mages, those mages loyal to the Sunstriders who were oppressed by magic addiction, controlled by magic addiction, and lost themselves in the pain of magic addiction. He saw... He saw the importance of magic to the high elves,
He saw what the dim and tired civilization behind him urgently needed.
His people, his civilization, need time... need to recuperate, need to rest, and then continue on the road... As a leader, as a king, as a sun chaser, he has a heavy mission on his shoulders, and he must serve those
The people must find a bright future for those who follow him.
For this, he would rather give everything...
Kael'thas let out a long sigh. He raised his head and looked at the white sealed light pillar leading straight to the top of Elre'Thalas. The evil magic power that had been purified layer by layer was drawn along the energy conduit inside the city.
The scene that was transported to every corner of the city reminded him of Silvermoon City and his hometown.
At this moment, he began to miss his hometown, the place where he was born... Presumably, his people are also missing their hometown, and the high elf exiles may also be longing for... longing for a new one.
, a warm home, for this reason, the elves did not hesitate to go to war with the Gordok ogre despite being extremely exhausted, and did not hesitate to work hard for the hope of a new home despite the torture of demon addiction.
Under such circumstances, how could Kael'thas Sunstrider, the young Sun King, let his people down?
"No!"
After a few minutes of thinking, the illusion in front of Kael'thas dissipated. He waved his hand to disperse the magic from his fingertips, and then looked back at his subordinates, with a hint of stubbornness in his eyes:
"We keep it! We need it!"
"His Majesty!"
The Ranger General took a step forward and said sternly:
"You have seen with your own eyes the consequences of the upper elves absorbing the evil magic! This is a road of no return!"
"So we will double the magic purification device!"
Kael'thas gritted his teeth and said:
"My people will not be immersed in magic all the time. They will only open up the supply of magic for a few hours every day, and then use the remaining time to repair the city to let the weak evil energy in their bodies dissipate. We
We will work out a supply system with the least harm to ensure that our people will not end up like the Highborne!"
"But Your Majesty!"
Archmage Romans also took a step forward. The white-haired archmage pointed at the huge monster lying on the ground behind him. His eyes widened and he said:
"Imotar has been squeezed by the upper elves for nearly ten thousand years. It has become much weaker. The magic power it exudes is no longer enough to supply the nearly one million civilians behind us. Tortheldrin needs to kill his own people to barely guarantee it.
The supply of magic power, if we forcefully extract a large amount of magic power, this weak mana terror may not survive for 20 years!"
"Then at least our people can persist for another 20 years! Our civilization can move forward for another 20 years!"
The Sun King's answer this time was almost like a roar. He looked at the Ranger General and the Archmage, and shouted loudly:
"If we don't do this, our people will completely collapse due to the torture of magic addiction in two years at most!"
"We need time, Romance, Shiva, we need time! Everyone needs time, and I need time too... The existence of this demon can buy us 20 years, maybe, maybe... we
In these 20 years, we can develop a one-time solution to addiction..."
"The tired people need rest, our people need hope! I also need... hope."
At the end of the sentence, Kael'thas leaned against the wall. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. Every muscle and nerve on his cheek was beating. He seemed to have exhausted all his strength. His weak
, said painfully:
"That's it... stop discussing it, let the people move into Elrethalas as quickly as possible, set up the magic purification device as quickly as possible, let the people take a rest..."
"That's it, I've decided, that's it!"
As he spoke, the Sun King staggered, holding on to the wall, and left the basement as if escaping. Above their heads, the high elf rangers and mages who entered the underground city had already begun to clean up the garrison around the source of magic.
The leaderless city will completely fall into the hands of the high elves.
The ten-thousand-year-old city of Elre'Thalas, although it is still in ruins, will eventually become the second home of the high elves... No one doubts this, at least now, all the elves are looking forward to it with hope.
