Tales of the Highborne

At this moment Yueying slowly opened his eyes, his pupils disappeared and his eyes emitted a purple light. Krasus and the red dragon Cleostrasz, who were rushing towards Mannoroth in mid-air, couldn't help but paused. Seeing Mannoroth being bounced away was a bit incredible, as if he saw an ant single-handedly defeating a giant. Like a dragon.

"The Well of Eternity..." Krasus couldn't help but frown and murmured as he looked at the shadow behind Yueying.

"Are you talking about Assaline's Well of Eternity?" Cleostraz turned to look at Krasus and asked in surprise. Although Cleostrasz didn't know everything, he felt that Crassus gave him a very close feeling, like a brother hatched from a nest of dragon eggs.

"Well, I felt a strong aura of the Well of Eternity in that Elf Lord. It's as if he is a small Well of Eternity..." Krasus pondered for a moment, and then nodded with certainty. nodded. In a way, his appearance and moon shadow are very imaginary, regardless of skin color or appearance. The light in their eyes shows that magicians are indeed knowledgeable and wise men. He also has long silver hair, but it's not as elegant as Yue Ying's. His silver hair is slightly reddish, while Yue Ying's hair is bright silver, shining like the snow in Winter Spring Valley. . The difference from Yue Ying is that his face has vicissitudes and perseverance that Yue Ying does not have. This is what his ancient and long life has brought to him. After all, Yueying, who has only lived for a thousand years, is still very young regardless of whether he is a member of the almost eternal Night Elf clan or the Dragon clan.

"Maybe he is special. I know you are also a dragon. What I am curious about is how the disguise you pretend to resemble him, and only him." Cleostraz flapped his wings and said quietly with huge dragon eyes. Looking at Crassus.

"I cannot answer your question my brother, you know..." Crassus shook his head.

"I know, you don't need to tell me, every dragon has its secret." Cleostraz interrupted and turned to look at Mannoroth. This demon is very powerful and they cannot underestimate his strength.

Mannoroth looked at Yueying with surprise, surprise and confusion in his eyes. He has always been the king of the underworld, the lord of the endless abyss. Even among the powerful Burning Legion, his strength is at the forefront. After joining the Burning Legion under the introduction of Archimonde, he quickly reached a high position with his own strength. He doesn't take anyone seriously except the Big Three. Indeed, he has the strength. But now a small bug on this small planet can actually give him a sense of oppression, which is difficult for him to accept.

The water in the Well of Eternity is churning, and the huge waves are like rolling beasts. The sound is like thunder and the momentum is like thousands of horses galloping. The lightning and thunder over the lake felt like the end of the world. The green vortex floating above the lake was swaying like a small boat under the huge waves. Harveys half-knelt by the lake and looked at the light door floating in mid-air with despair in his eyes, balancing the well of eternity. Most of the upper elf mages with the energy of the lake exhausted their magic power and fainted to the ground. Two unlucky guys were even sucked into the lake by the rushing water and struggled for a few times before sinking to the bottom of the lake.

"Is everything going to fail?" Harveys imagined the situation when he became the Lord of Elves, and the charming Azshara, as the queen, sat next to her and looked at him lovingly. But all of this was in vain in an instant. He was hung at the gate of Aissalin's city and was reviled by all the elves.

"Idiot, stabilize the portal quickly. Don't let anything happen to the portal." A huge and deep voice sounded from the portal above the Well of Eternity. This voice was like a god with majesty, and Harveys was like a drowning man. A look of joy suddenly appeared on the person's face as if he had suddenly grasped a life-saving straw, and he hurriedly raised his head to look at the place where the sound came from.

"O Creator, your voice is like a beacon in the darkness guiding me. I will never let you down." Of course, Harveys will never forget this voice. It is this voice that promises him that it can give him everything he wants to satisfy him. All ambitions. At this point, he has no way out, without Sargeras and the Burning Legion. In addition, if the controlled Azshara wakes up, everything he has done will be made public. At that time, let alone the desire to obtain the position of queen or counselor, even whether he can save his life is doubtful. By then, he will be accused by thousands of people and become the sinner of Kaldorei. No elf would be willing to let him go, so one can imagine his fate...

Harveys stood up and opened his hands to stabilize the portal. The water in the Well of Eternity was terrifyingly violent. Even though he was the pinnacle of the Grand Magister, the most powerful mage in Kaldorei besides Azshara, sweat soon began to appear on his face. The magic power was being consumed at a rapid rate, and the Well of Eternity's The energy was repelling him, making it impossible for him to absorb its energy well even if he was standing next to the Well of Eternity, and his eyes made of obsidian began to lose their light. Harveys groaned and couldn't help but kneel on the ground. Fortunately, the gradually stabilizing portal brought him a bit of joy.

At this moment, a violent wave rolled in, and Harveys was swept into the lake before he could react. Harveys stretched out his arms and wanted to ask for help, but the violent lake water quickly tore him apart.

Crush. The portal began to emit flame-like light, and an elegant and beautiful figure appeared by the lake. Her clothes are flying like a goddess, and her silver hair is fluttering like white waves under the waves of the Well of Eternity. She stretched out her palm and the violent water of the Well of Eternity soon calmed down, and then she looked up at the portal floating above the Well of Eternity.

Needless to say, this person is Azshara, the leader of the Night Elf Queen Kaldorei. She is still as beautiful and elegant as ever. But the golden eyes that she used to bring hope to everyone were emitting an unknown red light, but the red light eventually slowly dissipated and turned into a golden color like the rising sun. She squinted her eyes slightly and looked at the portal floating above the Well of Eternity and couldn't help but snorted.

"Well done, Queen of the Night Elves." A deep and majestic voice sounded from the portal.

"I will always get rid of your control. You shameful devil." Azshara's voice was firm.

"You can't. You know my power better than anyone else. As long as you surrender to me, I will give you supreme power to satisfy all your ambitions. It will be a power you cannot imagine." A majestic voice was faint. The way.

"Hmph. Don't you think it's ridiculous for the people who massacred my people to tell me this?" Azshara frowned slightly and sneered.

"That's just to clear the obstacles to my visit. Don't forget that I let all your upper elf servants go, as well as your lovely disciple." He replied slowly and without any anger in a majestic voice.

"That's because the upper elves still have value for you. As for Yueying..." Azshara narrowed her eyes slightly as she spoke; "If you dare to catch his attention, I will let you know." The Madness of the Kaldorei Queen"

"It seems that our conversation was not friendly. You will understand when we come to Azeroth completely." A majestic and deep voice said, and a green light shot into the Well of Eternity, and then a transparent object rolled up from the Well of Eternity. The soul was slowly pulled into the portal. Azshara could tell that it was the soul of her counselor Xavius.

Azhara looked at the portal, her beautiful eyebrows knitted together. She began to hate herself. She had long known that excessive development of the energy of the Well of Eternity would definitely cause harm. But humans are creatures that are unwilling to change after getting used to a certain state, and the same goes for elves. She didn't expect the harm to be so great, so great that she couldn't bear it. She was thinking that if she hadn't been so arrogant and ran to the Well of Eternity to check it out alone, she wouldn't have been so easily controlled by the devil.

This is a green space, with green mist floating around it, making it difficult to distinguish between up, down, left and right. Yueying found that he was here again. He didn't know when he came here. He remembered that he seemed to be fighting with someone. By the way, he was fighting the demon captain Mannoroth, and then he was injured and exhausted his magic power, so he started using awakening to restore his magic power. Then the arousal became out of his control and he lost consciousness.

"Friends, we meet again." A male-female voice interrupted Yueying's thoughts, and the green mist swirled in front of him to form a soft, feminine cheek.

"There are days when I can't feel your consciousness." Yueying looked at the eyes on the cheeks where the consciousness of the Well of Eternity was transformed.

"Yes, the demon of the Twisting Nether is here. I was suppressed some time ago. Only today did I take the opportunity to break free of the shackles and escape. The original Well of Eternity has been too polluted. If I stay here any longer, my consciousness will be lost. The space that I will now live in your body will be polluted." The consciousness of the Well of Eternity slowly explained, his voice without any emotion, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"I have already encountered demons, and there are many of them." Yueying frowned.

"The upper elves used my energy to create a portal, and the demons in the twisted void came through the portal." The consciousness of the Well of Eternity answered.

"How dare the upper-level elves do this without the Queen's order? Could it be..." Yueying shook her head. He began to think of Malfurion's dream, which began on the Well of Eternity. At first, the water surface was calm, but soon a large whirlpool formed in the center of the water. Many creatures suddenly appeared in the depths of the whirlpool, some harmless and some malicious. Most of them don't realize that they come from another world, another time dimension. They scattered in all directions, fleetingly. Then, the vortex disappeared, and Malfurion stood in Azalin, an Azalin filled with dead bodies. The city was massacred, not even a tiny insect was left. Nothing remains of the once glorious city. The bones of the elves, burnt and cracked, were everywhere. The stench of corpses filled the air over the city.

Now Malfurion's dream has come true. He once suspected that all this has something to do with Azshara. Although he didn't say it because of his own relationship, Yueying could hear what he meant. After all, the upper-level elves are only loyal to the queen.

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