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"This is it!"

After a sharp guidance, the sword light and sword shadows that lit up wildly in the golden light curtain brought down all the guards of the Well of the Sun who were caught off guard.

Although there was only a short, less than 2 minute interval between the entire Quel'Thalas enchantment and the recharging of the barrier by the Sunwell, it was more than enough for those who were targeting the Sunwell to infiltrate the Sunwell.

Under the guidance of Kodana and her blood sisters who rushed to the sunwell, the rescue team of the Darkblade Legion took advantage of the chaos of the Sunwell's defense and blended into this huge building as quickly as possible, of course, at this time, there were definitely not only this team of people who mixed into the Sunwell, but there were also other people, each of whom entered this place for different purposes, but without exception, they were all closely related to one person.

"The Mistress is imprisoned in the underground Forbidden Demon Prison!"

The soul of Company B, the spearhead Kishan, holds a strangely shaped musket in each hand, and behind him a black musket with an extended barrel, and his belt is full of formidable alchemy bombs.

That's why they're part of the rescue team, Company B is pretty much the most skilled gunpowder maker in the entire Darkblade Legion, and once the rescue team is magically suppressed by the High Elves, it's time for them to clear all obstacles.

Kishan watched the movement vigilantly from side to side as he said to the others around him:

"We've figured out where we are, but it's the first time we've gone underneath, and no one knows what we're going to encounter, so guys, be prepared to die in battle."

"You can't say something nice."

Luo Ning, who was standing on the side, rolled his eyes, the human mage who rushed to save his wife felt uncomfortable all over his body at this time, when he entered the Banty Renore Enchantment, the pain of being suppressed by the magic power was unbearable, and now when he entered the sun well, the strength of that suppression increased by more than 5 times in an instant, Rao is Luo Ning's body strengthened by dragon blood was also a little trembling at this time, obviously, he was enduring extreme pain.

And beside him, there was the silent Mares. Nathanos, the kingdom of Lordaeron, and the only ranger general in the entire human empire, Sylvanas. General Windranger's only apprentice and ex-boyfriend, the relationship between the two ended a few years ago due to the interference of Wenlesa, and finally went their separate ways.

Eventually returning to his homeland and active in the Tirisfa front against the werewolf invasion, Maris seems to have let go of his past feelings, but when Ronin summons him to Quel'Thalas to risk his death, he follows Ronin to the area.

"Sylvanas has told me countless times about the grandeur of the Well of the Sun, and I have observed it from afar, and it is truly a miracle of civilization..."

Maris looked up and looked at the sky above him that was dyed golden by powerful magic, and he shook his head:

"But I never thought that one day I would have to save Shiva from this hellish place, and maybe destroy it, and hopefully Quel'Thalas wouldn't complain to the kingdom of Lordaeron about me..."

"Don't worry, brother."

Myrah, leaning to the side, glanced at Mares, and said playfully:

"You won't be complained, after today, there will be no Quel'Salas country... Don't look at me like that, I love this place, I was born here, I don't "hate" it at all, but the Sunchaser always messes with the wrong people, that's all. ”

As she spoke, Myra looked at Laras, who had not spoken. Windranger, this young man looks in pain, and he doesn't know if it's because of what happened to his relatives, or because of his own betrayal of the motherland.

"Stand back! Back off! ”

Kishan's companions were filled with dangerous explosives at the entrance to the well of the sun, and after a few shouts, a loud bang burst open on the ground, shattering the steel gates leading to the underground, and in the dust flying, the group rushed into the dark tunnel facing downward.

The fastest to rush is the armed maids of the Blood Master, the shadow power in their bodies belonging to the watchman is also suppressed by the sunwell, but they can also use another power, the power of blood, that is the instinct of Sarein, although it is also affected by powerful magic, but it is definitely enough to use it in assassination battles here.

The rescuers of the Dark Blade almost fought their way out of the bloody path, but when they rushed into the forbidden prison at the bottom, what caught their eyes was the defense line that had been broken through from the other side, and the ground was full of corpses of guards who had been sucked up blood, Myra squatted on the ground with a solemn face, looking at these dried corpses, he whispered:

"It's not our people who did it..."

"Maybe it's Tyrion... Maybe he was worried about his wife and came in person. ”

Kishahn held two pistols in his hand and said without looking back:

"He happened to be missing a few days, didn't he?"

"Don't make a fuss, when have you ever seen Your Majesty use blood magic against miscellaneous soldiers?"

Myra stood up, patted the dust off her hands, and snorted:

"I won't hide it from you, my cousin did come here, but he didn't come to rescue his wife, it is our responsibility and mission to rescue the mistress, he only came here for another purpose... Quel'Salas bullied the woman he loved the most, and he was going to vent his anger for her..."

"Anyway, search here! Fast! Before the sunwell is destroyed by him, we must find the Mother of the Mistress and leave! ”

Under Myra's order, the group dispersed throughout the forbidden prison, and a moment later, Ronin's shout sounded in the darkness:

"Come here! Everyone, come here! I found it! ”

Myra's figure flashed, and he turned into a whistling swarm of bats floating in the dark, and the next moment, his figure appeared next to Luo Ning, the human mage was half-kneeling on the ground, and was putting his hands on the surface of the glass-like cage in front of him, and in the cage of the forbidden demon, Wen Leisa was also doing the same thing, the two of them looked at each other affectionately, and the greasy emotion made Myra couldn't help but pout.

He tilted his head to the other side, and the silent human ranger general Maris was searching for the key on the corpse of the guard on one side, while in the cage behind him, the mortally wounded ranger general Sylvanas had fallen into a coma.

"Where has the mistress gone?"

The blood maid Kodana, who was already in a hurry, kicked away the obstructive Ronin, she squatted in front of the nervous Wen Lesa and shouted:

"Wenlesa, where is your sister?"

"Didn't my sister be rescued by you?!"

Wen Leisa's surprised voice came out of the cage, which was reduced by more than two-thirds, and everyone could only hear faint fluttering words:

"Just before you came, an elf Salain took her! Wait, that's not your guys? Didn't that send Tyrion to save her? No wonder that guy is wearing a weird mask! Damn it! ”

"A Lord of Sarein who doesn't belong to the Darkblade... Things are getting "interesting"! ”

Myla gritted her teeth and said a word, and he waved his hand:

"Quick! Get these two Windranger chicks out and we'll get out of here, I'm good to know I'm prepared, Aznab will stop whoever the guy is hiding his tail is, now, we're going to have to speed up! ”

On the other side, the sound of explosions inside the Well of the Sun plunged the entire source of divine magic into chaos, the sacred Well of the Sun was not in Quel'Salas itself, but was established on an overseas island by the original Sun King out of some strange thinking, it is called Quel'Denus Island, which is a large island across the sea from Quel'Thalas mainland.

This island is not simple, although it is very close to the mainland of Quel'Thalas, the magic node it is located in is separated from the mainland, which means that the Banty Renor enchantment that envelops the whole territory has two sources of magic on Queldanus Island, and it can be switched back and forth under the manipulation of elven mages, which is enough to ensure that the island's enchantment can exist forever.

Guarded by the most elite Sunsail fleet of Quel'Thalas, with the Morning Striker Knights as a land force, and the Phoenix Guardians and the Legion of the Spellbreakers, who are always loyal to the Sunseeker royal family, it stands to reason that this island should be the safest place in Quel'Thalas.

But at this time, under the attack of the huge number of bone dragon legions, the Yang Fan fleet was almost unable to leave the port, and the Morning Blade Knights were also defeated by the undead of Viku who landed, and the strength of the two sides was not at the same level at all, even in the protection of the golden sunwell mana enchantment, the slender High Elf knights were worthy of a tie with the fierce Viku undead.

And across the sea came not only the undead of the Viku people and the frost dragons of the sky, but also the spider demons who attacked from the underground, these large and strange undead bugs made the unsuspecting High Elves suffer, and the battle line was constantly compressed, and finally could only be maintained in front of the sunwell, and with those warriors who died in battle awakened by the will of the Lich King, the High Elves fought harder.

In the native Silvermoon City, the undead legion led by the crypt lord Anubarak has occupied one-fifth of the city of Silvermoon City, and the civilians of the entire city have begun to evacuate outside the city.

In short, Silvermoon City has fallen into a kind of crisis, but Rao is so, after hearing the news of the attack on the Sunwell, the Sun King Anastarian still decisively returned to the Sunwell with his guards... The aging king knew very well which was more important, the people or the sunwell... He made a right, but very cold choice.

And just as Anastarian and the Phoenix Guardians rushed into the inner sanctum of the Sunwell, he saw the corpses that had fallen in blood, deep into the inner sanctum, and the corpses were lined up in a cruel line, and there were bloody footprints on the luxurious carpet, all the way to the core of the Sunwell.

"Bang"

The closed palace gate was pushed open by the guards, and the frost-faced Sun King rushed into the inner hall with nearly a thousand heavily armed guards, and then he saw the figure standing on the platform above the tumbling golden well water...

It was supposed to be a High Elf, slender and emaciated, dressed in dark red armor, carved dragon skulls on his shoulders, scarlet cloak floating behind his body, and on top of his head, with an ice-blue, spiky iron ring crown, and in his hand, he carried a moon-shaped sword, viscous blood dripping from the blade little by little.

"Tyrion. Dawnblade! ”

The Sun King recognized this figure, he took a step forward, and the red magic sword in his hand suddenly burst into scorching fire, as if waving a pillar of fire, and the Sun King shouted loudly:

"How dare you appear in this sacred place again! How dare you defile this holy place! ”

"Anastarian..."

Tyrion didn't turn around, he just calmly looked at the golden well water tumbling below on the platform, just standing here, he could feel the surging and powerful magic contained in the well water, and the incomparably pure magic, with his strength at this time, standing outside the well water, it was like his hands and feet were being shackled heavily, which made people very disobedient.

But he wasn't afraid of it... He knew very well what the well water meant, and he knew very well what it could do.

"You know what? The last thing I want to see, Sun King, is for someone to try to hurt my nearest and dearest person because they don't have the same beliefs as me! Today, I come to tell you, you have crossed the line..."

He turned his head and looked at the angry Sun King, a hint of disdain flashing in his ice-blue eyes:

"My poor mother died in battle for a king like you, and after she died for her country, you tried to hurt her daughter... I'm really not worth it for her! ”

In the face of this provocation, the Sun King's face turned pale, and the magic sword in his hand swung forward, and his majestic voice resounded at this moment in the center of the ornate inner sanctum covered with the family crest of the Sun Chaser:

"Come with me, warriors of Quel'Thalas, and slay the source of evil! The power of the sunwell protects us, and he, not our opponent! ”

"Evil will die here today!"

"Bang"

Nearly a thousand guards took a step forward at the same time, the momentum was amazing, and Tyrion's face did not change, the magic blade apocalypse in his hand dotted on the ground, and the power of the soul spread, one after another wearing golden armor and holding hideous weapons Golden Ghost Sword Guards appeared beside him, and the souls of those warriors between the physical and the virtual bodies were indifferently lined up in front of Tyrion's eyes, like an army returning from the realm of death.

"Are you more than me?"

The Blade King's finger pointed forward, and the scarlet cloak behind him hunted:

"I'm not here just to say hello to you, Anastarian, and I know very well what it takes to destroy the true pillars of Quel'Thalas, to destroy the greatest faith in the hearts of your people... And I've done what I had to do. Now you should kneel before me and give your abominable life, you coward who only bullies women! Anastarian, why didn't you fight with this man like me? ”

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