Azeroth Trail of Light

The fight between Delaris and Kael'thas ended very quickly.

In fact, the moment Kael'thas summoned the Phoenix, all the audience in the arena, including him, already knew that the gladiatorial battle was over.

Although the black helmet warrior is very strong, it is still not as powerful as a mortal. After contacting and defeating 14 teams, he will be tired and rest, but the strength of Kael'thas is almost impossible to describe. Yes, in fact, at the end of the second five seconds of Delaris's charge, he was completely knocked out by a blow of flame.

That was Kael'thas deliberately controlling the power, otherwise just that blow would be enough to turn Delaris' body into ashes.

When the understanding of a certain school of magic reaches the deepest point, these mages become the most terrifying opponents in the world, such as Aegwynn, Medivh, Antonidas, and Kael'thas.

Although this is probably the shortest battle, it does not prevent it from becoming one of the most exciting battles in this doommaul gladiator contest. It is difficult for mortals to have the opportunity to really see the elemental phoenix. Beautiful and noble creatures fully meet the mortal's desire for "myths". They feel that they are experiencing a myth for themselves.

How can mortals challenge the myth?

Therefore, Delaris' failure was reasonable. Some troubadours even made up new stories on the spot, such as the tragedy of the strongest mortal warrior falling into the myth.

So at the moment Kael'thas used the levitating technique to take the fainted Delaris into the passage of the arena, the cheering of the sky, the petals and ribbons that almost filled the sky, all proved the sun king His majesty's fatal attraction, whether it is his powerful strength, or his handsome appearance, or even his noble identity.

No one complained, everyone was feeling that this time it was really the right one. The Dawn Knight and the Sun King went off to participate in the gladiatorial battle, which is simply enough to be recorded in the annals of history.

But the gladiatorial fight is over, and the real trouble has just begun.

In the camp where Dick’s group was resting, Liadrin was putting her palm on Delaris’ forehead, using the Holy Light to heal his body. This should have been done by Dick, but we all know In Dick’s holy light attribute, healing only occupies a very weak part, and his healing skills are not even comparable to those of a junior priest.

The others were sitting next to them, almost frowning at Delaris lying on the bed. Without him, after removing the armor of this descendant of Syndra, his physical condition would definitely not make people happy.

The whole body of this elf is skinny to the extreme, and even that face is like that, it looks terrifying. This is probably why he wears full-cover armor, and it’s on his skin. , There are also some complicated magic patterns, except for Kael'thas and Jaina, almost no one can understand what those magic patterns mean.

"His physical condition is not terrible!"

Liadrin retracted her hand, took the towel that Dick had handed over, wiped the sweat off her face, and continued, “It’s hard to imagine this elf can last so long. Although it looks terrible, he is very healthy. It's even healthier than the Querdores who had just left the Sunwell."

Kael'thas raised his brow.

"Then what he looks like..."

"It's a magic addiction, Your Majesty!"

Liadrin's face became a lot more serious. "There are traces of the last episode of addiction on him. It is unbelievable that he just drew a trace of magic power, and then used his own will to remove the hunger and thirst. Suppressed, but I guess there are very few Sindra’s descendants who are as determined as him, so it seems that their overall situation is very bad.

"And there is bad news. The magic power in his body still has the shadow of fel energy, so... they are likely to make some very dangerous actions in order to survive."

Kael'thas nodded. To tell the truth, he thought about the problem of addiction when he came into contact with the news of Sindra’s descendants. The same high-level elves, Sin'dorei still happened under the influence of the sunwell. Some evolutionary signs, now there is a more gentle Arcando, no need to worry about magic addiction, but Syndra’s descendants have nothing. In fact, when Kael’thas came into contact with Delaris, this powerful The mage felt a strange magic in his body.

It seemed that Sindra's descendants were living much worse than they thought.

"Ahem, I originally planned to tell you on the day of the action, but now it seems to be the time."

Dick sat aside, playing with the broken blade. He recognized this sword at first glance, Querceira, a symbol of all high-end defense fighters in a period of time, the real upper elf sword , Purple quality, trustworthy.

Of course, it has been broken in the long years, but Dick believes that Syndra's polymaths have a way to recast it.

Kael'thas turned his gaze to Dick, who pointed to Delaris lying on the bed and whispered.

"Sindra 7000 years ago agreed to the leader of the eastward journey with King Dathremar died. There is no doubt about that. I can even tell you where he died, but that doesn't make sense. The name is Villings. The son of the leader of, Prince Tosedrin took control of the entire Ere'Thalas after his disappearance. This prince can be regarded as a talented person, but the situation facing the descendants of Sindra is too bad. They are imprisoned. In this ancient city, and they don’t believe anyone."

Dick made a helpless gesture, "This thing is actually not to blame on the night elves. The Syndras have sealed the city by themselves. There used to be enough magic nodes to allow them to live with sufficient magic power. Come down, but these magic nodes are not eternal. When most of the nodes are extinguished, the magic addiction controls them!"

"What the **** is this addiction?"

Darth Jing, who had just finished a gladiatorial fight, was naked, and joined the discussion while enjoying the aftermath of the battle.

Facing his question, Kael'thas threw him an image crystal and said without looking back, "Magic addiction is a demon that is deeply implanted in the blood of all the upper elves. It allows us to have more than magic power. Ordinary greed, in fact, in the ruins of the now-destroyed Isle of Quel'Danas, there are a small number of people with addictions, and no one can save them."

Darth and Demi opened the image crystal curiously, and were immediately attracted by the tragic picture in it. Without their interruption, Kael'thas looked at Dick and continued to ask.

"I know that Syndra has a tradition of absorbing magic power from other creatures, but at least in the time of King Dathremar, they were very restrained, but from your words, I can guess that they still used the most in the end. The bad way to replenish the magic power, right?"

"Yes, they were driven crazy by the hunger and thirst coming from their bodies, so Torsedrin made a crazy plan."

Dick looked at Delaris and said softly, "They tried many times before they successfully summoned a Void Demon named Imottal, a very powerful one, that guy ruined the entire Ethiopia. In the outer city of Rezasra, the descendants of Syndra had to hide in the inner city. They imprisoned it and extracted its magic power to satisfy their addiction."

The Paladin paused and summed it up with an idiom,

"It's just drinking poison to quench thirst."

Hearing the complete story, Kael'thas also fell silent. In this way, he would not even think about it. Even when the Sin'dorei was at its worst, he had never had such a crazy idea, Syndra Elves, what kind of life has it been like in these 7000 years?

"Uh...I am..."

Just when everyone was silent about the tragedy of the Sindra, Delaris, who was lying on the bed, let out a difficult cough and woke up. He opened his eyes and saw this gorgeousness at first sight. The ceiling of the camp, and then he turned his head and saw Dick playing with Quel'Sala, watching him curiously, and the Sunstrider who defeated him, as well as several beautiful women of different races, and finally one A sturdy and savage warrior and a swordsman in light green armor.

Delaris’s first reaction was defense and vigilance, but his body was too exhausted. Kael’thas’s flame impact put a lot of pressure on his body, so he just jumped from putting it on, Syndra’s The soldier let out a painful cry and fell on the bed again.

"Don't be so impulsive, descendant of Syndra, you have seen it too, we have no malice against you."

Dick opened his hands and made clear his position, but Delaris sat on the bed cross-legged in silence, his skinny face, like a skinny skeleton, looking terrified.

He was silent, as if silence was his language. Obviously, this silence was an answer to Dick and Kael'thas. He didn't believe them.

The Paladin and the Sun King looked at each other, and finally the Paladin spoke again.

"Descendants of Syndra, we are here for your compatriots. To be precise, we are here for the knowledge you protect, so trust and distrust are set aside. In fact, even if you don’t speak, I can Find the hiding place of Syndra. When the first quarter moon is full every month, the inner city of Errethalas is hidden behind the ancient archer sculpture at the Crescent Gate. The starlight gate needs the Crescent Key to open, right?"

This extremely secret information made Delaris stunned, then bared his teeth at Dick, and spoke for the first time.

"Who are you? Humans, why do you know this!"

"It seems that what I said is right."

Dick glanced at Kael'thas with a smile, then patted him on the shoulder and continued to Delaris.

"It doesn't matter who I am, he, the Sun King of the Sunstrider, he has the ability to help you solve the problem of magic addiction, and he is also happy to take on the covenant 7000 years ago again, as he said, you should be brothers. of."

This news is like a heavy hammer swept across Delaris' head, solving the addiction? Azshara is on, is this true?

Can this problem that has plagued the entire Sindra community for tens of thousands of years be solved?

Looking at Delaris's confused eyes, Kael'thas also said softly.

"If you don’t believe me, I can take you to Quel'Thalas. Thanks to the help of Dick Knight, we have found the most suitable way to relieve or even fully understand the addiction. Can't compare to what you saw with your own eyes, how? Come with me!"

"No... useless."

Delaris took a deep look at Kael'thas, frankly speaking, after this series of things, he already believed Kael'thas a little, but he was not as optimistic as Dick and Kael'thas. His voice was hoarse, but he still explained Syndra's current problem.

"Even if I believe it, even if I take you into the inner city of Errethalas, the polymaths will still not believe you, Lord Willings, that was our leader 7000 years ago, a powerful Arcanist, the matter of his mysterious disappearance has been given a very special meaning. Scholars agree that it is Kaldorei. There are even some conspiracy theorists who have not ruled out Quel'dorei and Dathremar's masters. ..."

Kael'thas' eyes became cold at a speed visible to the naked eye. He might be able to tolerate them to judge themselves, but for King Dathremar, who created the Phoenix dynasty of Quel'Thalas, it is not allowed to be arbitrary by foreigners. Insulting.

Fortunately, Dick interrupted Delaris’s statement in time. These scholars are all straightforward and do not understand the art of speaking at all. He looked at Delaris and said every word,

"Don't keep these ridiculous speculations. Villings has never disappeared. He is dead! He died in the ruins of the black mist less than 300 miles away from Erre'Thalas. This is the same as Quel'Dorei. And Sin'dorei has nothing to do with it. Go there and look for it, soldier, you will find that your disaster of 7000 years... is just like a joke!"

(Regarding the issue of the Sindra elves making an appointment to go with Dathremar, and finally breaking the contract, it is really impossible to guess the reason, but there is a succubus version in the black mist ruins of Feralas" The story of "A Chinese Ghost Story" reveals a corner of the truth for us. Frankly speaking, I don’t know who that "Villings" is, but judging from the tone of his speech, he should be a big man, so here Just set up as the leader of Syndra at the time. The reason why they didn’t go with them was because they were taken advantage of by the devil. It was a brain-inspired plot. Only Blizzard knew the real reason. The plot made by Feralas indiscriminately, the Sindra elves inexplicably return to the dark society, but it is a pity that this secret is left in time forever.)