Chapter 1693: The Rise of the Shattered Setting Sun
Shatar.
The glory of A'dal illuminated the Square of Holy Light, and Regent Lord Lor'themar knelt on the ground, praying for Sha'tar City's aid.
After listening to Lor'themar's introduction, Adal's gentle voice echoed in the Holy Light Square:
"The savior Thrall is related to the safety of the entire Azeroth. In order to save Thrall, the blood elves have made an indelible contribution. Lor'themar, you have done a good job. It is great to have you in Azeroth. You are
The great hero of the blood elves, your great achievements are unparalleled."
After receiving Adal's praise, Lor'themar smiled broadly and said modestly:
"This is what I should do."
Adal was in a bit of a dilemma. In the battle of Storm Fortress, Aldo, the Scryers, and the Sha'tar Sky Guard all suffered heavy losses.
"You know the situation in Shattrath City, but I don't know how I can help you."
Lor'themar lowered his head, biting his lip, and finally made up his mind:
"I hope Lord Adal can awaken Thrall. With the leadership of the great savior, we will have a backbone and it will be easy to conquer the Magister Platform."
Adal's tone was very unfriendly: "Lor'themar, Kael'thas is just a lost dog. Without the terrain advantage of Storm Fortress, you should win easily. Neither the Holy Light Legion nor the Burning Legion need waste, we only need elites.
Useful person."
Lor'themar looked horrified. There were less than three thousand blood elves in Silvermoon City, and attacking the Magister's Platform would be self-destruction.
He didn't expect that he would be given up so quickly. Lor'themar was in a state of despair and didn't know how to deal with it.
On the side, Worethar, the leader of the astrologers, suddenly said:
"Lord Adal, the Astrologer is willing to help Silvermoon City."
The leader of Aldor, Ishana, is not to be outdone:
"Aldo is also willing to help Silvermoon City."
Adal was silent for a long time: "In this case, I will help you. Go, the Holy Light is with us."
The help from Aldo and the Astrologer was beyond Lor'themar's expectations, but unfortunately it could not alleviate the immediate crisis.
The main force of Kael'thas is still there, and Aldo, the remnants of the Astrologers and Silvermoon City may not be their opponents if they join forces.
The three of them gathered together to discuss in private. Voretal looked confident:
"Lor'themar, I already have countermeasures. It's easy to conquer the Magister Platform. But what price are you willing to pay?"
Lor'themar secretly muttered that unless he got help from the Alliance or the Horde, but Thrall was unconscious, no one could give orders to the Alliance and the Horde.
"What do you want?"
Sensing that the other party's visitor was unkind, Lor'themar asked uneasily.
Voretal smiled slightly: "Ten thousand years ago, the earth collapsed. Dath'Remar. The Sun Chaser brought several treasures from Queen Azshara's palace. I'm not greedy. Just one piece will be fine."
Ishana also had the same purpose: "We Aldo can't help in vain, I also need an ancient artifact."
Lor'themar's face was stunned, and he smiled bitterly and said: "In addition to the artifact Flame Strike, the Sun Chaser royal family only has the legendary equipment Seven Weapons. Unfortunately, they are all in the hands of Kael'thas. If the Magister Platform is conquered, the two of you can use the Seven Weapons
Choose one.”
Voretal smiled coldly: "Lor'themar, before the orcs entered Azeroth, I was the great mage of Silvermoon City, and my status was still above you. What treasures are there in the palace of Silvermoon City? You
Do you think I don’t know?”
Lor'themar lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and whispered, "You don't want those things, do you?"
Voretal smiled and nodded.
"It's impossible. If Silvermoon City loses those things, the blood elves will perish sooner or later." Lor'themar's tone did not allow for negotiation.
Voretal threatened unceremoniously: "The number of blood elves is less than three thousand. Do you think you can protect those few things? Sylvanas is probably ready to make a move."
Lor'themar was completely dumbfounded. Sylvanas was once the ranger general of Silvermoon City and knew the secrets of Silvermoon City.
However, Ishana, an outsider, was a little strange and asked Voretal with her eyes.
Voretal didn’t want to hide anything, so he said calmly:
"Dath'Remar Sunstrider was able to lead the high elves to establish Silvermoon City, relying on several treasures brought from the palace. One was a spaceship that could cross the endless sea like walking on the ground, and the other was a spaceship that could turn seawater into
The endless bottle that turns into fresh water, the Void Furnace that can help high elves create legendary weapons, and finally the well water from the Well of Eternity. I heard that there is only one last bottle left."
Ishana's eyes lit up. These four treasures were extremely precious and priceless.
Lor'themar's eyes became sharp and ferocious: "Don't even think about it, you don't even think about getting any treasure. I would rather give it to Sylvanas."
Voretal threatened again:
"Lor'themar, you have to face up to your status. There are only three thousand blood elves in Silvermoon City. You are no longer the regent. You are just a village chief. Trading with you has given you a lot of face."
Lor'themar's lips are pale. Yes, he has retained his position, but the blood elves are on the verge of extinction.
Ishana shrugged and said, "If I make the treasures of Silver Moon City public, guess what will happen?"
This is already a naked threat. How could the high elves suffer such humiliation?
In desperation, Lor'themar could only compromise:
"There is not one bottle of water left in the Well of Eternity, but two bottles. I can give one to each of you. My condition is that the safety of Silver Moon City must be guaranteed."
Voretal nodded: "I have no problem."
"It's no problem for me either." Ishana said.
"Tell me about your plan." Lor'themar asked dejectedly.
Voretal said loudly: "My plan is to use the name of the astrologer, Aldo, to use Naaru's appeal to attract adventurers from the Alliance and the tribe, and Silvermoon City will pay to hire them to fight for Silvermoon City.
.After seven thousand years of accumulation by the high elves, it shouldn’t be difficult to come up with this money.”
Ishana added: "I have already thought about it. This organization is called Shattered Setting Sun."
In the end, Silvermoon City still had to pay, and Lor'themar knew that without the naaru's appeal, it would be difficult to attract enough adventurers.
Seeing that Lor'themar was still hesitating, Voretar advised:
"Silvermoon City is unprecedentedly empty. You can select elites from adventurers and allow them to settle in Silvermoon City."
For seven thousand years, the high elves have not allowed foreigners to settle in Silvermoon City in order to maintain the purity of their bloodline.
There are only three thousand blood elves in Silvermoon City now. If there are too many foreigners, the blood fusion will inevitably not occur.
Blood elves have a long lifespan, but unfortunately their ability to reproduce is poor.
If the blood elves merge, it may not be long before the blood elves' blood is no longer pure and may even disappear.
Lor'themar smiled mockingly to himself: "It's a good plan. For the savior Thrall, the blood elves are willing to pay any price, even if their race is destroyed."
Shattered Sun was officially established and soon spread throughout Azeroth.
The picturesque Silver Moon City and the exquisite and beautiful high elves are attracting adventurers, and countless adventurers come from all directions.
In order to prevent Silvermoon City from being disturbed, Lor'themar established the Shattered Sun Base in Quel'Thalas.
Because the number of blood elves was too small, for the sake of order and safety, Lor'themar could only ask the Burning Legion for help, which caused dissatisfaction among adventurers.
But nothing could compare to the fame of the Naaru and the charm of the blood elves. Before long, the Shattered Sun attracted more than 50,000 adventurers.