Chinese Warriors in World of Warcraft

Chapter 203 Incarnation of the Sunwell (44)

After killing the foul-smelling abomination with a single sword, Jiang Jie picked up the holy water from the ground and sprinkled it on Salorian.

He glanced at the thousands of old, weak, sick and disabled in the trade hall, and took a deep breath.

Now that he has promised Salorian, he cannot break his promise.

He must do his best to protect them!
War is cruel, and one person can resist thousands of undead, which can no longer be described as cruel.

Even if Jiang Jie is covered in iron, how many nails can he drive?

He took Thalorian's body to the trade hall, then retreated to the entrance, and fought hard!
Although there are not many undead each time, the battle is still very difficult.

His internal energy was exhausted rapidly and eventually exhausted.

He tried his best, and his whole body was covered with wounds, sword wounds, knife wounds, flame burns, and frostbite... Even the night killer suit on his body had been damaged in many places and lost its original strength.

Finally, when he could barely hold on, in the thick of the holy flames, Fenner came.

A feathered arrow pierced a sneaking ghoul, and Sylvanas came along.

When the Ashbringer and Ranger General join forces, when the Ash Army comes, thousands of undead are nothing.

In the end, Jiang Jie was rescued, thousands of old, weak, sick and disabled survived, and Salorian's body was not ruined.

"Naxamas has left, let's build a portal here, Archmage Angela." Jiang Jie looked at the female mage wearing the "Frostfire Suit" and said softly: "I think, Uther The adults are ready."

The archmage nodded.

He has been keeping in touch with Arcanist Duane, reporting the movement of the Ashes Army and the battle situation of Quel'Thalas to Her Majesty the Queen and Lord Regent through Duane.

Kalia and Uther reached a consensus: During this period of time, Uther will mobilize elite paladins from all over the place and stand by in Lordaeron.When necessary, the Knights of the Silver Hand will use their greatest strength to send troops to Silvermoon City!

Now is the best time.

Naxxramas has already left, and the confinement spell is invalid. As long as the Knights of the Silver Hand come and take the opportunity to help the high elves eliminate the undead in Silvermoon City, stabilize the situation, and then defend according to danger, then the high elves will always be grateful for this great favor. Don't forget!

In this crisis-ridden era of war, Lordaeron will have a powerful ally!
Fenner summoned all the members of the Army of Ashes to this square to form a tight protective circle and build a portal for Archmage Angela to buy time.

Cirvanas also summoned all the rangers he could muster, and recruited more than a dozen elf mages to obey the archmage's arrangement.

She cast her eyes on the thousands of old, weak, sick and disabled in the trade hall, on Salorian's corpse, on the holy sword Quel'Delar, and finally on Jiang Jie who was covered in bruises.

She knew Thalorian, one of the mightiest warriors of the High Elves;

She also knew Quel'Delar, this holy sword was as famous as the two mighty bows and crossbows in her hand;
She knew that Jiang Jie had paid too much for the high elves, and the high elves would always remember this kindness, and would pay more friendship and wealth to repay it.

It took a full hour.

An hour later, a super-large portal was finally completed, and heavily armed paladins walked out of the portal.

At this moment, Quel'Danas.

It takes at least five or six hours for [-] undead to cross a strait tens of kilometers wide.

Taking advantage of this period of time, the Sun King personally led the most elite troops to defend the southern coast of Quel'Danas, while Prince Kael'thas, the great magister Bi Luohua and others tried their best in the Sunwell Highlands. Break the spell of imprisonment.

There is not much time left for them, but it takes more time to crack it. In this battle, I don't know how many high elves will die.

A red dragon, without anyone noticing, came to the west coast of Quel'Danas.

He transformed into the form of a high elf, feeling the surging energy pervading the island, and frowned slightly.

"At least half of the energy of the Sunwell has been dissipated!"

"Arthas and the Scourge are coming, the high elves can't stop him, Kel'Thuzad is about to be resurrected, and the pollution of the Sunwell is inevitable!"

"Once the Sunwell is polluted, the energy of the entire Isle of Quel'Danas will be polluted!"

"It seems that I have to find a way to leave hope for the Sunwell!"

The red dragon mage was floating in the sky, with his hands raised from both sides, his slender fingers seemed to be plucking the strings of a piano, plucking the veins of the magic network on the entire island of Quel'Danas.

With his flicking, the energy of the Well of Sun that has diffused to the entire island, the most essential part of it, those parts that originally belonged to the Well of Eternity, based on the water of the Eternal Well, the most condensed part suddenly appeared in the eyes of ordinary people. , Even all the mages in the Sunwell gathered in the direction of the red dragon mage without realizing it.

As time passed by, fine sweat appeared on the forehead of the Red Dragon Mage. Obviously, even for a legendary mage of his level, it was still difficult to do this.

Three full hours.

It wasn't until the Scourge of Arthas, who were about to reach the end of the Frost Road, had been able to see the Sun King on the coast, that he was finally done.

A cloud of water floated in front of the Red Dragon Mage.

This is the product of the energy of the Sunwell compressed to the extreme: magic essence, arcane water, just like the original arcane energy, comes from the Sunwell, and is produced by the volatilization of the well water.

To be able to achieve this step is already worthy of the name of a legend.

But, it's not over yet.

The red dragon mage flicked his fingers, and a little blood of the red dragon melted into the arcane water.Then, he pointed out that the fire of the red dragon, which contained endless life force, merged with the arcane water.

Water and fire are incompatible, not absolute.

In the end, the red dragon mage continued to cast spells, and the ball of arcane water mixed with the blood and fire of the red dragon slowly deformed, and soon took the shape of a human girl.

Then, she gradually took shape, fifteen or sixteen years old, waist-length blond hair, all the advantages of a human girl, she belonged to the type that anyone would like, even the dragon would like, but she had no memory, blank like Paper.

Giving life, in today's Azeroth, not only red dragons can do it, but only red dragons can do it so perfectly, because they are the guardians of life, their queen, and "the swearer of life" !
This is the guardian of the titans to guide the power of the titans and give them power. Any guardian dragon has a part of the mighty power of the titans, the authority of the titans!
"It's not enough. The energy fluctuations are too great. Even the most ordinary mage apprentice can feel the powerful energy contained in her body..."

The red dragon mage continued to cast spells, and it took a full half an hour to lay a legendary seal in her body. Only when her spellcasting ability was not weaker than his existence could she feel that she was different.

"It's not enough. She is as simple as a newborn baby, but I can't give her the memory I woven. Her energy is too strong, not much worse than mine. I can't do it...so be it!"

The red dragon mage lightly flicked his fingers, two drops of red dragon blood floated in the air, and soon turned into a pair of ordinary human couples who were almost 40 years old, and then endowed them with ordinary human memories, even they themselves thought they were ordinary Humans, with 40 years of memory, have no idea that they are the creation of a red dragon mage.

"I can't send you to Dalaran... The energy in your body can easily attract the prying eyes of mages... You must stay away from Lordaeron, stay away from wars...Tarren Mill, that is a remote town, many Western Plague Refugees from the land of the land poured in there, and three more refugees would not attract attention..."

The red dragon mage took another look at the direction of the Sunwell Highlands, shook his head slightly, with a tired face on his face: "The fall of the Sunwell is inevitable... the guardian dragon is in trouble, and I have no ability to take care of it for the time being...I have already done it." I have done what I should do, and I have kept hope for the Sunwell... I am very weak now, and I can't do more... I should go!"

The red dragon mage cast the spell again, and the three humans he transformed disappeared.

(End of this chapter)