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Chapter 1689: The price of resurrecting Thrall

Adal was very satisfied with Lor'themar's answer. A bright light illuminated the Holy Light Square and asked further:

"Lor'themar, are you willing to give up the Sunwell for Thrall?"

The Sunwell has provided magic to the high elves for seven thousand years, starting from the time the high elves landed in Quel'Thalas.

The elves' addiction to magic has never been properly resolved. Night elves reject magic and get rid of their addiction by staying away from magic.

The high elves of Silvermoon City relieve their addiction to magic by absorbing the magic power of the Sunwell.

If the Sunwell is lost, it will undoubtedly be a disaster for the blood elves.

I don’t know how many tribesmen will fall into madness and become walking zombies due to lack of magic power.

When Liadrin heard about abandoning the Sunwell, her face turned horribly pale, and she secretly pulled down the corner of Lor'themar's clothes.

Such unreasonable conditions must never be agreed to, and are no different from the death of the blood elves.

Seeing Lor'themar hesitating, Adal said calmly:

"Only through the pure energy of the Sunwell can the toxins in Thrall's body be removed. However, the Sunwell will be polluted. What is your choice?"

Prophet Voretal was secretly sad. He knew what kind of difficulties the blood elves would face if they lost the Sunwell.

A'dal's goal is not the Sunwell, but to completely block the possibility of Muru's recovery, and does not care about the extinction of the blood elves.

This depends on whether Lor'themar puts the safety of the people of Silvermoon City first, and whether he is willing to sacrifice everything the blood elves have to resurrect Thrall.

Lor'themar was silent for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "I do."

"Are you crazy?" Liadrin couldn't help but protested loudly: "Are you going to destroy the future of the blood elves?"

Without the Sunwell, high-level officials like Lor'themar and Liadrin could relieve their addiction to magic by absorbing magic crystals.

However, the value of magic crystal is so high that ordinary people cannot afford it. Without the Sunwell, where can they find such a cheap and pure source of magic power?

Lor'themar turned around, his face as heavy as water, slapped Liadrin in the face, and cursed angrily:

"Idiot, in order to save the great savior Thrall, we blood elves will not hesitate to sacrifice all of them."

Liadrin was stunned, covering her cheek and speechless.

Voretal patted Liadrin on the shoulder and comforted: "The regent is for the future of the blood elves, you need to understand."

Liadrin's eyes widened in horror, and she finally gave up her fantasy about Lor'themar.

Adal's order was conveyed, and everyone was preparing to resurrect Thrall.

Liadrin returned to her residence, thought about it, wrote an anonymous letter, and sent it to Storm Keep through special channels.

In Storm Fortress, Kael'thas received Liadrin's letter and was stunned.

"Oh my God, I can't believe this is true. In order to resurrect Thrall, Lor'themar actually wanted to pollute the Sunwell."

Consultant Sarah Reid pondered for a moment and quickly came up with the result:

"If the Sunwell is lost, most of the blood elves in Silvermoon City will become addicts of the Heartless Demon."

Kael'thas said in horror: "Does that mean the high elves are dead?"

Sarared thought for a while: "The magic crystal inventory in Silver Moon City can probably be used by two thousand people, which is not enough to satisfy the noble class."

"Silver Moon City had millions of people at its peak, but only two thousand people were left in the end. What's the difference between this and extinction?"

Kael'thas was pacing back and forth in a hurry: "I have to think of a way, I can't just watch Silvermoon City fall."

Robbie and Krasus got the news and came to visit Prince Kael'thas.

"The focus of the conflict is on Muru." Robbie pointed out the key to the problem: "Adal and Muru have a conflict because Naaru, who is also a member of the Holy Light Legion, cannot directly kill Muru, but can only block it little by little.

If Muru dies, Adal will not bother to destroy the Sunwell."

Krasus also said: "Both the Holy Light Legion and the Burning Legion have the ability to resurrect Thrall. The purpose of this move is not to destroy the Sunwell, but to aim at Muru."

Kael'thas saw a glimmer of hope: "So as long as Muru dies, the Sunwell can be preserved, right?"

Consultant Sarah Reid said in embarrassment: "It's a pity that Mulu has turned into an entropy demon, and his strength is not something we can fight against."

"How strong is Muru in the form of the Entropy Demon?" Kael'thas asked.

Krasus in human form scratched his head: "A conservative estimate is that he is still above the Wings of Death."

Robbie had a good understanding of Naaru's strength and pondered:

"Muru was able to attract Adal's attention. The strength of the two of them is likely to be between equals. Adal single-handedly suppressed Shattrath City, and Illidan did not dare to act rashly."

Kael'thas was so anxious that he scratched his hair: "So killing Muru is unrealistic. No wonder Lor'themar would rather abandon the Sunwell. What should we do?"

Sarared took a deep breath: "Lor'themar is a bit cruel, but it is also a helpless choice. It seems that the continuation of the blood elves depends on our Storm Fortress."

Robbie fell into thinking and guessed what was going to happen next, but unfortunately he was too cruel to Kael'thas.

Crassus, who was also familiar with history, also thought of it and sighed:

"It's not impossible. Muru has a strong desire to survive. He definitely doesn't want to die. As long as we send Muru to the Sunwell first and use the energy of the Sunwell to restore his Naaru form, we will destroy the Sunwell and lose it.

Meaning, the Sunwell will be preserved."

"I understand." Kael'thas clenched his fists: "I will lead my troops to Silvermoon City and tell Muru everything."

Robbie and Krasus looked at each other, and saw each other's worries. In the end, Robbie explained:

"Your Highness, have you considered the consequences? The two major forces involved are the Holy Light Legion and the Burning Legion. The situation is complicated and you will be shattered into pieces if you are not careful."

Kael'thas had a resolute attitude and looked forward to death: "For the people of Silvermoon City, I can no longer care about so much."

Resurrecting Thrall, in addition to the Sunwell, also requires superb technology.

After Adal's mediation, Mannoroth who was based in Orgrimmar was willing to provide technical support, and the two eredar priestesses rushed to Silvermoon City under the escort of the abyss lord Brutalus.

Lor'themar personally went out to greet them. In addition to these three, there was also an uninvited guest, the blue dragon Kalecgos.

Brutalus in human form has a big bald head and a loud voice:

"Lord Kil'jaeden is very interested in the magic power of the Sunwell. After resurrecting Thrall, the Sunwell has been polluted and is not suitable for the blood elves to absorb magic power. It is better to turn it into the base of the Burning Legion. We, the Burning Legion, will protect Silver Moon.

You can absolutely rest assured about the safety of the city."

The Sunwell is made from a small bottle of well water from the Well of Eternity. The Well of Eternity was a creation of the elves at their peak 10,000 years ago, and the Burning Legion has long been eyeing it.

Lor'themar was overjoyed. With the support of the Burning Legion, his power was further consolidated.

"Lord Muru still doesn't know about the plan to resurrect Thrall." Lor'themar worried: "To be honest, I am very worried!"

Brutalus grinned: "Leave Mulu to me. I haven't moved my muscles for a long time. I hope he is a qualified opponent."


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