Archmage Rommath scratched his head and realized that he had made a mistake.
After the orcs took the blood of Mannoroth, their muscles swelled and their faces became twisted and hideous.
But for orcs, this is a kind of evil charm, and the appearance that is most attractive to female orcs. Among orcs, the Gul'dan type is the most handsome.
Archmage Rommath quickly realized that absorbing the power of evil energy can improve the appearance, rather than destroy it.
"Evil energy actually has such benefits?" Rommath mused secretly. Seeing Lor'themar still hesitating and undecided, Rommath suddenly had some strange thoughts.
Rommath looked at Sylvanas' perfect face and felt itchy in his heart. The reason why he wore a mask all day long was because his appearance was not as good as Halduron's, and he was often laughed at by Halduron.
Gritting his teeth, Rommath made up his mind, grabbed the cup containing the blood of Sylvanas, and poured it into his mouth without hesitation, leaving not a drop left.
A tyrannical force expanded in Romans' body. Romans felt that his mouth and nose were burning, and his breath seemed to be carrying a flame. This expanding force became stronger and stronger, almost bursting himself.
When the swelling reached its peak, Romans felt like he was going to explode. He suddenly felt an extreme sense of relaxation and ease, and his whole body felt light and comfortable.
He quickly took out the mirror and looked at himself in the mirror in surprise. Sure enough, he was much more handsome and his body was stronger.
What's even more amazing is that Romance feels that the magic power in his body is more flowing than before, without any obstruction, as if the burden he had carried since birth suddenly disappeared, and something disgusting has left him forever.
The demonic addiction that had restrained him since birth and caused the high elves to suffer miserably had disappeared.
Sylvanas nodded towards Rommath:
“Good, wise choice.”
"Here, what is going on? Why has the magic addiction disappeared?" Romance was surprised and happy. The surprise was that he would have to accept the restraints of the Queen of Darkness. The joy was that if there were no restrictions on the magic addiction, his magic power would definitely be higher.
One floor.
"Demon addiction is not something you are born with."
Sylvanas sighed, probably worried about some tyrannical existence, so the Queen of Darkness wisely did not explain further:
"Fel energy has more powerful potential, so Sargeras gave up arcane magic. The demon hunter Illidan first learned the power of druidry, and then pursued the power of arcane magic, and finally fell into the embrace of evil energy. Sargeras
Could it be that the choice of Si and Illidan was wrong? Don't hesitate, this is the fate of the blood elves."
Sylvanas filled another cup of her own blood and carefully pushed it in front of Lor'themar.
"Are you going to refuse this great gift? Lor'themar, my most trusted lieutenant."
Lor'themar's hands were clearly trembling. He saw the benefits brought by evil energy, but he could not give up his power.
He is the regent of the blood elves. After everyone forgets about the Sunstrider royal family, he can even become the true royal family of Quel'Thalas. This is a great achievement for generations, and the mere temptation in front of him seems so insignificant.
In contrast, Ranger General Halduron was not so greedy for power. When he saw Rommath looking at the beautiful figure in the mirror with a "smiling smile", he suddenly felt jealous.
Among the three, Lor'themar is the most powerful, Rommath is knowledgeable, and he is the most handsome and charming. It feels bad that his appearance is being overshadowed now.
Halduron grabbed the cup without hesitation and poured the blood into his mouth.
"you......"
Rommath's drinking of blood was justified to help him verify the effect and cost of evil energy. Halduron's drinking of blood was a naked robbery with evil intentions.
Lor'themar realized that he had overlooked something important.
These two brothers are both typical face-controllers, and appearance is extremely important to them.
Sylvanas smiled softly and narrowed her eyes slightly, her beautiful eyes shining with a dangerous light.
"Lor'themar Theron, you were my lieutenant. I wanted to give you a chance to forgive you for your betrayal of Silvermoon City, but now you have disappointed me. With your two friends, you
It’s no longer of use.”
Sylvanas's eyes narrowed, and Lor'themar felt like he was bound by magic, unable to move.
The great mage Antonidas took action and restrained Lor'themar's body when he was in the most dazed state of mind.
Then, Halduron and Lor'themar, his two most trusted friends, pierced Lor'themar's back with two sharp blades, one on the left and one on the right.
The two of them watched numbly as their old friend struggled in pain, just like when Lor'themar witnessed the orcs brutally eating the Sun King on the day Silvermoon City fell.
One of the reasons why the dark titan Sargeras chose fel energy was that it bound his subordinates. The subordinates would obey their superiors unconditionally and would not have to worry about cunning demons becoming betrayal.
"How does it feel to be betrayed? Lor'themar."
Lor'themar twisted in pain, sobbing so hard that he couldn't speak, and spit out the fragments of internal organs in his mouth.
Sylvanas patted his back and gently took him into her arms, with a hint of imperceptible pain on her lips until this former comrade breathed his last breath.
"From the day the Sun King allowed the orcs to take refuge in Silvermoon City, the fate of the high elves was sealed."
Sylvanas looked at the sky in the Plague Land and said confidently.
"Fel energy is the only way out for high elves. From today on, blood elves will become history and open a new chapter for the fel elves."
Under the leadership of Archmage Rommath and Ranger General Halduron, Sylvanas easily took over Silvermoon City.
With these two powerful figures as their example, the blood elves faced their fate and accepted Sylvanas' blood.
Sylvanas still misses her old love. After taking the blood of fel energy, very few blood elves explode and die.
The power of fel energy transformed the blood elves, and just as Sylvanas wished, they were officially renamed fel elves.
After Sylvanas took over Silvermoon City, the first thing she did was to launch an attack on Zul'Aman.
Zul'Aman has special significance to Silvermoon City.
Although Zul'jin, the leader of Zul'Aman, is cunning and cruel, and is proficient in all kinds of dark witchcraft, there are no reinforcements around Zul'Aman, and he fights completely alone.
How such a group of trolls can survive for a long time and become a threat to Silvermoon City is intriguing.
When the high elves first entered the Eastern Kingdom, they once launched a battle for survival against the forest trolls.
Later, due to the rise of humans, the high elves and humans joined forces to defeat the forest trolls, causing the trolls to lose their dominance on the continent.
Only a small area like Zul'Aman is left. In the long history of the high elves, they have always adhered to the policy of good relations with humans, so there is no chance of annihilating the Amani tribe.
As a former ranger general of Silvermoon City, Sylvanas certainly knew the reason.
This is an art of ruling, and the Sunstrider family did it deliberately. On the one hand, they used the Amani tribe to train their troops and maintain the combat effectiveness of the high elves.
On the other hand, it can very well divert conflicts among clan members.
Nowadays, Sylvanas, who wants to rule Azeroth, has extremely expanded her ambitions.
Zul'Aman, the cancer that threatens Silvermoon City, no longer needs to exist. (To be continued)