Trilliax was not originally designed to fight, it was its duty to serve the nobles.
Although it was not easy for this guy to deal with the special environment of the sewers, in the end he did not cause much trouble to the Kael'thas team.
...it's just a little disgusting.
"Crack~"
With the core of his thinking destroyed, Trilliax could no longer say anything coquettish. The dangerous energy arcs on his body kept flashing, and it took about a minute before he fell to the ground helplessly.
"Elune, please."
Serana finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Sarlayan, who didn't care much about his image, felt little pressure to fight this arcane puppet, but women, including Valeela, hated this guy deeply and were afraid that his body would be contaminated by the dirty substances in the sewer.
After the battle, Sharlayan thoughtfully took off Trilliax's personality matrix and put it into his small space bag while Valeera watched with hair standing on end.
Valeera: "...What do you want to do?"
Sarlayan smiled noncommittally: "You will know later, now is not the time to explain patiently."
Valeera had a bad premonition, she felt that Sarlayan's rare bad taste seemed to be coming out.
'I hope my guess is wrong...'
After breaking through Trilliax's troubles, the next road will go very smoothly.
Because some time was wasted in the battle with Trilliax, when Kael'thas and others rushed to the meeting point at the exit, other groups of people had already arrived one after another.
Elisande was not a fool. After realizing that the enemy might enter the sewers, she immediately asked Melandus to arrange for people to come and stop them.
Suramar's soldiers have not participated in a decent battle for ten thousand years, and they cannot compare with the elites of the high elves in terms of experience and fighting will.
If it weren't for waiting for Kael'thas to arrive and give the order, Vereesa, Voretal and others who arrived in advance would have continued to push forward.
The exit of the sewer is very narrow, so just arrange a few people to guard the opening.
After Kael'thas arrived in a hurry, and with the prince's order, the elite army, which had been impatient for a long time, finally began to counterattack.
Previously, under the pressure of the high elves, the Children of the Night had a wrong understanding of the enemy's combat effectiveness, thinking that the enemy was just as good as themselves.
As the high elves officially launched their force, the Nightborne were caught off guard and were beaten to the point of running away. No matter how the female magic swordsman commanding the army commanded, they could not stabilize the situation.
Even so, Kael'thas saw courage and strength worthy of praise in this man.
"Ms. Talisa, who is this?"
Talisa's eyes were always fixed on the female magic swordsman general who refused to retreat.
"Aluriel, the first magic swordsman in the history of the Children of Night, is proficient in the three systems of ice, fire and arcane spells."
"In terms of the qualifications of the magic swordsman alone, Aluriel is still above the chief magic swordsman Melandus."
Talking about Melandus, Elisande's die-hard loyalist, Talisa's expression was a little strange.
Although Melandus is called a magic swordsman, he basically doesn't learn spells. Instead, he uses the magic power of the Night Well to strengthen his physical fitness.
Melandus's reaction speed and mobility are extremely strong, and he can be invincible just by relying on some basic entry-level spells and his powerful physical abilities.
It can be said to be a return to nature.
As the founder of the Magic Swordsman profession, Aluriel has always been proud of this.
But she just couldn't defeat Melandus, an outlier among the magic swordsmen. She was outnumbered by the opponent and had to settle for second place.
Aluriel is one of the few people among the children of the night who has a straightforward personality. If you win, you win, and if you lose, you lose.
She has always hoped that with her own efforts, she could take back the honor of Chief Magic Swordsman from Melandus in a fair and just manner, but unfortunately she has not been able to do so until today.
Sarlayan really wants to have a one-on-one duel with Aluriel, but now is not the right time, and he should focus on the overall situation first.
As long as you break through Aluriel's defense zone, you can directly reach the core of the Night Fortress, the Tower of Darkness. Rangers, including Vereesa, will be subject to certain restrictions when moving indoors.
In view of this, Kael'thas ordered Vereesa to lead the rangers to stay and entangle Aluriel, while the others went around from the side.
As she gradually approached the Tower of Dark Night, Talisa's face looked a little uncertain.
Although she had long believed in persuading Elisande to change her decision, she did not expect that she would eventually meet her long-time friend at war in this way.
During the process of climbing to the Tower of Dark Night, Sarlayan and others did not encounter any obstruction, as if Elisande let them pass deliberately.
The Tower of Darkness was relatively narrow inside, so Kael'thas selected a hundred of the most elite men to follow him to the floor where Elisande was.
When Kael'thas saw Elisande with his own eyes, the Nightwell, still shining with deep purple light, was behind her.
The Grand Magister seemed defenseless with his back to the door, staring at the pillar of light rising into the sky from the Nightwell. Several advisors, except Talisa, stood in a row in front of Elisande.
"Talitha."
Sensing the unfamiliar aura behind her, Elisande finally turned around, stared at Thalyssra with her deep eyes and asked in a deep voice: "Why did you invite outsiders to invade Suramar? Is it really the time to change?
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Thalyssra said with a solemn expression: "I don't want to rely on the power of outsiders to bring trouble to Suramar, but Fandos's pressing step by step forces me to seek help from outside forces to protect myself."
"As for whether Suramar should be changed...as a leader, you should know better than me."
"Ellisande, please recall carefully, when was the last time I met you?"
Elisandre was stunned for a moment, frowning and searching in his memory for a long time.
"It seems... 30 years ago?"
"wrong."
Talisa said with a hint of sarcasm: "It was 1100 years ago that your internal affairs advisor Fandos rejected my request to meet you in person time and time again."
"I don't know what you have been doing squatting next to the Nightwell, and you have even completely delegated the authority to manage the city. You don't even know what has happened inside and outside Suramar over the years, right?"
Elisande's eyes flickered: "I am looking for a way out for the Children of the Night, and I have found one..."
"Ha~"
Sarlayan suddenly laughed out loud at this moment: "Discovered a timeline that allowed the Children of the Night to survive by surrendering to the Burning Legion?"
Elisande's expression immediately changed drastically, and he glared at Sarlayan with a sharp and aggressive look.
"Junior, watch your words."
"It's you who should watch your words, ignorant and arrogant witch!"
Under Kael'thas's indulgence, Sarlayan pointed out the key point without mercy: "Those who think they can play with time will eventually be played by time."
"Nozdormu, the guardian of time, is still trapped in it and unable to extricate himself, let alone a mortal like you who cannot transcend the limits of life."
"Do you really think that by mastering the Eye of Aman'Thul, you can uncover the secrets of time? Who gave you the confidence?"
"shut up!"
Melandus, who was foolishly loyal to Elisande, could not bear the insult of Sarlayan to his lord, and his body turned into an afterimage and rushed toward Sarlayan who was uttering wild words.
Melandus was indeed very fast, and even the agility-based Valeela couldn't react in time.
Sarlayan's dynamic vision was unable to capture Melandus' movement trajectory, and he relied entirely on instinct to raise Quel'Sera's generous sword to the left in defense.
"clang!"
At the same time as the sound of weapons clashing was heard, Melandus disappeared again.
Sarlayan didn't bother to play hide and seek with this guy and stood there and took a deep breath.
"hold head high!!"
In a closed room, the dragon's roar is more powerful than in an open room.
Melandus, who was maneuvering at high speed, felt as if his brain had been hit hard by someone, and his body appeared with garlic under his feet as if he was drunk, and he could no longer regain his previous speed.
"Your physical strength is pretty good, but is this your mental strength?"
Sarlayan suddenly charged forward, and in the next second he rushed in front of Melandus, who was unsteady on his feet. Quel'Sera raised his head high and prepared to strike.
"Stop!"
Among Elisande's advisory group, a strange creature that looked more like a plant than a human suddenly took action, and large vines grew strangely on the marble floor.
These vines seemed to be alive, waving their tentacles with claws and teeth in an attempt to entangle Sharlayan.
The alert Sarlayan hurriedly retracted his attack stance and retreated. Kael'thas, who had been paying attention to the battle situation, provided timely support. He raised the Flame Strike and released the Phoenix Flame, burning the vines that jumped out of the ground into a pile of black ash.
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"Grand Magister Elisande."
Kael'thas put down the artifact sword that was still burning with blazing flames. He looked at Elisande with a neither humble nor condescending look and said, "I am the Crown Prince of Quel'Thalas, Kael'thas Sunstrider."
"We are here to accept Ms. Talisa's invitation. Please forgive us for entering your city, but we do have important things to discuss with you personally."