The fleeing orcs arrived in Quel'Thalas one after another and were arranged to camp outside Silvermoon City.
For this reason, Thrall sent people to protest to the Elf King Anasterian.
Without the protection of a magic shield, it can be expected that the orcs living outside the city will be torn to pieces by the Scourge.
The elves' confidence comes from the magic shield covering Quel'Thalas, a powerful magic that cannot be penetrated even by dragon's breath. Trolls and orcs were once powerless against this shield, and they obviously did not want to share it with the orcs.
The Elf King didn't take Thrall's protest to heart.
But the pressure from the guardian forced the Elf King to think carefully.
Under the guidance of the guardian, the Elf King realized that the magic shield could be further strengthened. The work of strengthening the shield had been carried out in an orderly manner, and it could be completed before the Scourge arrived.
Also under construction is the huge teleportation array in the city. This powerful array, which is said to be able to communicate with the void, will send Medivh's powerful allies in the void. At that time, it will be the time for the elves and orcs to counterattack the Scourge.
Whether it is the strengthening of the magic shield or the construction of the teleportation circle, it cannot be stopped.
In the midst of hesitation, the Elf King summoned Sylvanas for discussion.
Sylvanas looked at the old Elf King with her blue eyes. His shoulders had been weighed down by three thousand years, and his long hair that reached his ankles had been dyed gray.
He was once a powerful fighter, and he is still an amazing mage.
"Ranger General, Sylvanas Windrunner, protector of Quel'Thalas, you have always been a trustworthy guardian of Silvermoon City, and an old friend of the Sunstrider family. I would like to hear your views on the orcs.
"The Elf King's voice is gentle and full of intimacy.
"They are a group of cold-blooded beasts, shameless executioners, and great elf kings. You must not be deceived by the orcs."
Sylvanas sighed from the bottom of her heart, she had already seen the nature of the orcs:
"Orcs are accustomed to being ungrateful. On the surface they talk about glory, but on the inside they are despicable and cunning. They often talk about peace and justice without shame. In the blink of an eye, they will eat their allies as food. They will also plausibly say that this is a cruel war.
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"However, if they are not allowed to enter the city, the Scourge will destroy them." The Elf King worried: "We will also lose powerful allies to counterattack the Scourge, and we will lose the help of Guardian Medivh forever."
"They can be allowed into the city, but conditions must be attached, such as confiscating weapons and specifying a living area. The war is coming, and Silvermoon City's manpower is tight. We don't want to waste our troops guarding this group of dirty and shameless orcs." Xi.
Ervanas pondered for a long time and came up with a compromise plan.
The Elf King waved his hand and asked Sylvanas to step back.
He needs to think.
The old Elf King took out a five-color crystal stone and rubbed the crystal full of magic. The Elf King remembered the hardships that the high elves had experienced, and they relied on the guidance of this crystal to get through the difficulties.
It was after the destruction of the Well of Eternity that the high elves could not get rid of their thirst for magic and completely broke with the night elves. The high elves left Kalimdor, successfully crossed the Maelstrom and came to the Eastern Kingdom.
During this long journey, they saw countless mysteries and lost kingdoms, and harvested quite rich treasures. This prophecy crystal was one of the trophies.
"I need your guidance, old friend."
The crystal responded to the elf king's prayer, and the five-colored halo of light rotated and made a buzzing sound.
Countless whispers sounded in the Elf King's ears.
It was as if there were people standing around him, and everyone was eager to tell him something. Their opinions were not unanimous, and they were arguing among themselves.
"Don't listen to rumors, you have to believe in the orcs, they are trustworthy."
A voice said this.
"No, no, orcs are evil. You must be careful and don't cooperate with them."
The weak and anxious voice was quickly suppressed.
"Help a desperate race and you will be richly rewarded, Elf King."
Another voice clearly reached the Elf King's ears.
"You will die. I saw countless corpses. Silver Moon City was turned into ruins under the flames of war."
"Don't believe in the Undead Scourge. They will destroy Azeroth. They are the enemies of life."
"No! No! You are wrong."
There was a chaotic noise, as if there was some disturbance.
Chaotic sounds filled the Elf King's brain.
"Alsace, the ultimate evil...the enemy of the world, doomed to destruction...the fall from the throne, the darkness before his eyes."
Like a final eulogy, Five Color Crystal fell into silence.
This prophecy crystal, which had guided the elves many times, shattered with a "snap".
"The enemy of life, the ultimate evil, Alsace, I know you are a good boy, but this is your fate."
With three thousand years of wisdom, the Elf King has seen too many confusions of right and wrong, deliberate slanders, incompetent arguments, heroes who died in humiliation, and villains who were proud of themselves and wrote praises for themselves.
He could only adapt to this tragic fate. The high elves suffered too much and were unable to make an enemy of the entire world.
On this day, the orcs got their wish and were able to settle in Silvermoon City. Not only did their weapons not be confiscated, the high elves also provided the orcs with much-needed food and supplies.
Of course, the Elf King was careful enough. He arranged the orcs in a corner of Silvermoon City, separated by a magic shield from the area where the high elves lived.
"A swarm of spiders?"
Arthas looked at the allies from Northrend in surprise. They were a group of monsters with multiple legs and fast moving speeds. They were a kind of beast, but they were undoubtedly undead.
"The scientific name of the Cave Demon." Kel'Thuzad introduced:
"They are an ancient creature that lives deep underground in Northrend. Successfully bewitching the cave demon is probably Ner'zhul's only achievement. Ner'zhul's spiritual power influenced the Nerub Demon generals, causing them to kill each other.
Then resurrected as an undead creature. Years ago, I destroyed Ner'zhul's conspiracy, untied Ner'zhul's restraint on the cave demon, and won the friendship of Lord Anub'arak. Like all undead, they long for the dead.
Power."
Arthas was a little hesitant. He didn't know whether he should distribute the precious power of the dead to species other than humans.
"Your Highness, we need strong allies. Believe us, the cave demon can bring us surprises." Kel'Thuzad's persuasion had no effect, and Arthas remained silent.
Kel'Thuzad could only wink at Robbie.
Robbie thought for a moment and said: "As long as the orcs can be killed, their souls can be converted into the power of the dead. The power of the dead given to the cave demon is only an initial investment, which is very cost-effective."
Alsace was obviously moved. He looked at Robbie, looking forward to Robbie's further explanation.
"Your Highness, you must remember that the enemies faced by the Undead Scourge are not just orcs." Robbie analyzed patiently. In order to impress the prince, he had to tell the tragic future that Arthas was destined to face:
"The minions of the Old Gods, the demons of the Burning Legion, and the bewitched races of Azeroth may all become enemies of natural disasters. Harvest the souls of the enemies and transform them into the power of the dead, and then use the power of the dead to transform their corpses to create
The powerful undead legion is the source of the undefeated Scourge Legion."
At this moment, Alsace finally became enlightened.
All of his original intentions were to save the people of Lordaeron and gain power at all costs.
When he got this power, he realized that his responsibility didn't just stop there.
The stronger a person's ability, the greater his responsibility.
As he becomes stronger, he needs to shoulder more responsibilities and obligations.
He shouldn't just fight for the people of Lordaeron, he needs to fight for all living beings on Azeroth.
Arthas figured it out and raised Frostmourne to bless the cave demon with the power of the dead. (To be continued)