Chapter 1504 Silly Mantis
Power is one of the sweetest poisons in the world.
Once you get used to it, you won't think about the word 'give up' anymore.
Having been at the pinnacle of power for thousands of years, Anastrian has already imprinted the taste of power on the deepest part of his soul.
In order to retain power, he could turn to Arthas, who seemed to be stronger at the time, and the Lich King Ner'zhul behind him.
When he found that he was not used to being a servant and being treated as a slave, the stubbornness in his soul immediately broke out again. So in the third war of the Dark Portal, he easily betrayed the Lich King.
After joining the tribe, he couldn't bear it when his men were killed again and again and his strength was continuously reduced. So in Outland, he secretly found a way to contact Kil'jaeden on the captured demon.
Even after joining the Burning Legion, he was still cautious.
The legion is not invincible. The tragedy of the ancient war and the still-cold Archimonde have proven this time and again.
In the deal with the eredar twins, he repeatedly emphasized that only when Kil'jaeden fully came to Azeroth would he raise the flag of rebellion in the tribe and respond to the Burning Legion. Until then, he will remain Warchief Thrall's most loyal servant.
The Eredar twins kept sneering, and this smile made Anastrian feel uncomfortable.
In his mind, this is the Legion's distrust of swing elements who want to have both sides.
"The Legion has rarely been able to enter the core of the Alliance and the Horde recently to obtain the latest and most detailed information. I stay in the Horde to facilitate the arrival of Lord Kil'jaeden."
Olaise smiled coquettishly: "Haha! Let's call it that."
Salolas smiled and said: "No matter what, your contribution will not be less."
The Eredar twins disappeared, and what was here before was just the projection of their souls.
The Sun King felt lost, slowly walked out of the secret room, and looked up at the palace that once belonged only to him - the beams painted bright red, the brilliant ceiling made of marble and inlaid with gold foil, connected to the sun well, always lit The magic stone ring chandelier in perfect condition... The images everywhere change from blurry to clear, until every detail is reflected in the eyes made of soul fire.
"It's mine! It's all mine! It belongs to me! I want to take it all back!" The Sun King opened his arms and let out a roar that shook half of the palace.
Mages loyal to him fell to their knees and chanted the Sunstrider's holy name.
Soon, the Sun King came to a secret room that only he knew about. As soon as he stepped into this room filled with spider webs, mysterious magic runes lit up on the dusty ground.
All the runes combined into a huge circular magic circle, emitting a blazing red light. The light flickered, as if welcoming the arrival of the true owner of the Sunwell.
"Let's begin!" As if he was speaking to someone or to himself, the Sun King began to recite the incantation after saying this.
Here is a secret valve that controls the water in the Sunwell.
Not even Kael'thas knew about this place, let alone the current Sin'dorei Queen Sylvanas.
He glanced in the direction of Silver Moon City with great disgust. Although he was looking at the dark wall, he felt that his gaze had transcended space and fell on the usurper, nailing her to the place where she should belong. On his throne.
"Hehehehehe!" With the Sun King's sneer, and in response to the huge energy of the Sun Well, more cracked space holes appeared on the already somewhat broken protective formation of the planet Azeroth.
These holes cannot allow lord-level demons to pass through, but they are enough for the eredar warlocks to complete their descent.
Green portals opened one after another in the palace corridors and halls of Sunwell Heights. Facing the eredar demons stepping out of the portals one after another, the high elves were just like their upper elf compatriots ten thousand years ago. Ugly and evil creatures knelt on the knees of self-proclaimed nobility.
"Hahahaha!" The eredar warlocks began to cast spells, injecting evil energy into the bodies of these high elves who had willingly fallen, rotting their souls and bodies.
The body of every high elf has changed: a pair of black goat horns grew out of their foreheads; vampire-like pointed fangs grew out; their originally fair skin turned into a wheat color, and there were a lot of spots on their skin. Evil runes; a pair of short black wings growing out of their shoulder blades, making them look a bit nondescript; plus green evil light spilling from their wrists and ankles.
They have changed from pure elves into a subspecies of demons-Shadow Blade Elves!
However, they did not regret it, because they felt an unprecedented surge of magic power flowing through their bodies. For a time, enthusiastic laughter and praises came from every palace in the entire Sunwell Highlands.
"Okay, it's time for me to leave. I'll leave the rest to you." After the Sun King arranged everything, he turned around and opened the portal and left.
Unfortunately, it was not only his subordinates who watched him leave, but also Duke.
In Karazhan, Duke hugged Sylvanas affectionately, and Alleria and Vereesa lay half-lying next to them. After watching this scene, each of their delicate bodies trembled with anger.
"Anastrian! You bastard! It's not enough to betray all the Quel'dorei, you actually want to betray the Sin'dorei again!?" If Duke hadn't been holding her, Queen Xi would have jumped up and killed her on the spot. Go to the Sunwell and intercept the Sun King who is trying to escape and beat him up first.
Duke smiled, with a calm and leisurely smile: "The reason why the conspiracy is terrible is because everything is unknown before it is launched. If it is a known conspiracy, it is just in the palm of our hands. It's just a dancing clown. You can crush it to death."
Alleria was convinced: "No wonder you, besides staying in Karazhan these days, have been secretly sneaking into the Sunwell Highlands in various ways. It turns out that this is what you did."
Veresa rubbed her brows and said, "You are amazing too, and you actually have a live broadcast."
Queen Xi was suddenly extremely happy. If Duke hadn't been on guard, once Kil'jaeden successfully arrived, New Silvermoon City would be the first to be unlucky.
This brand-new city was built on the edge of the ruins of the old city. It took nine years, and with the full support of the Alliance, it managed to restore much of Silvermoon City's former glory, making it the new pride of the Sin'dorei. Windrunner The sisters don’t want this new city to be destroyed again. This hurts the morale of the people.