As Patrick expected, Anastarian, who was already in the waning mountains, was not as low as Alsace after all, the elven king lay on his back on the ice weakly, with a pool of blood under his body, his long white hair was scattered and his face was full of wrinkles, and after the old king had exhausted his nurcane energy, the time had come, and Arthas's sword also hit the old king's body directly.

Anastarian is dead, his soul has dissipated, and his old body is not as young and strong as a young and strong body, even resurrecting Anastarian's body is useless, and Arthas is only stepping up to repair his mount after the battle.

The king's death shocked all the elves around him, and the king, who represented the highest magical attainment of Quel'Salas, died so simply? The kings were furious, and the other peripheral elves questioned their desire to continue fighting.

Looking at the battle situation on the scene, Patri grabbed the angry Nochong and Salorian: "Now we are not the opponent of Alsace, retreat." ”

"But just let His Majesty Anastarian die? And what if we leave the sunwell, will we let the kingdom of Quel'Salas be destroyed like this? "Nochong is relatively sane, and as the most important Spellbreaker Captain of Quel'Thalas, no one understands the significance of the Sunwell to the High Elves better than Nochong.

"The energy problem and the problem of the clan devouring demons may be alleviated in my floating city, but if we all die on Queldanus Island today, then the High Elves will be cut off today." Patrick said categorically.

"......" Nochong and Salorian did not speak for a long time, Anastarian must have already explained something to them, and they also knew that Patrick was telling the truth.

And Anastarian must face Alsace in person, the Son of Heaven guards the country, the king dies, when the foreign enemy hits the doorstep, as the king, if Anastarian repeatedly tolerates and sues for peace, then this dynasty will probably not last long.

In the end, Nuo Chongyi gritted his teeth and decided: "Notify all the defenders, civilians, and evacuate." Nochong looked at Salorian, who was about to speak, and said, "Director Patrick is right, we must ensure the survival of our people and protect the kingdom from standing in the world of Azeroth. ”

Finally, Patrick opened the teleportation circle of the Floating City and asked all the civilians and defenders to evacuate Queldanus Island.

When all the surviving High Elves were rescued, Arthas made his way to the deepest part of the Sunwell Heights, the Temple of the Eclipse.

Darkan was already waiting for the invader in the sacred place of this Quel'Salas Kingdom: "We have a good cooperation, I didn't expect you to be able to get here so quickly. "Darkan has his back to the Sunwell, secretly gathering the magic of the Sunwell, ready to give Arthas a head-on blow, and stage a good show of counterattack.

"You should call me His Majesty." The taunt on Arthas's face was revealed, and he was very contemptuous of the betrayer, no matter which faction leader: "Since your mission is complete, then we will talk about rewards, you will be reborn and become my people." ”

Arthas is obviously also prepared, or he didn't want to cooperate with Darkan sincerely from the beginning, both sides are just using each other, and they are just separating, and now that the goal has been achieved, then this traitor of the elven race will lose its use value. And the plague on the plague mage Rotan de Gili beside Arthas is constantly escaping, permeating the entire Sunwell.

"Do not be afraid, you will have eternal life." Rotandergilly's near-materialized plague surrounds Darkan, and the plague is like a chain that keeps Darkan from moving: "It's just that at the beginning, the plague will make you feel a little pain, but then it will hurt even more, and then you will become one of us." ”

Darkan was no longer able to make a sound, and the plague had caused his body to fester, decaying, and even his throat began to bleed pus. With Rotandegi's words, the plague turned into a terrifying phantom with a cloak and a scythe, and the sickle made of the plague struck Darkan's body hard, and even his soul was infected by Rotandeji's plague.

The dark green plague had corrupted Darkan's soul, and death was inevitable, Arthas turned around and said lightly, "Are you satisfied with this reward, Mr. Mage of the High Elves?" ”

The original Darkan was dead, and now he was slowly rising from the ground as a selfless corpse, a killing machine with the soul of Arthas.

Arthas walked over to the sunwell and scattered Kel'thugad's ashes, a horned skeleton with an evil grin, its soul flames beating in its eyes, its body wrapped in serpent-like chains, and its black robes fluttering around his every move.

Kel'thugad was reborn, and Arthas completed the first mission assigned to him by the Lich King.

……

Back in the Floating City, Patrick stood in the Mage Tower, the current Floating City is several times more than the previous number, when the Floating City was built, Patrick's design range was the entire East District of Silvermoon City, which was almost half the size of Silvermoon City.

After several phases of construction, coupled with the experience of the Second War, the number of people in the entire Floating City has increased a lot, but it only occupies a small part of the usable area of the entire Floating City, only some arteries, and the area around the Tower of Sunshine is a gathering area for residents, and there are elves around the Mage Tower that connects the outer wall.

Now that Patrick's rescue elves have settled in, Patrick's decades of brainless reserves and crazy construction have perfectly shown their effects at this time.

"Thank you for your generosity, Director Patrick." Who would have thought that the youngest son of his old friend Phil Cabolon would now develop into what he is now, looking at the clouds floating outside the city, and the public officials distributing food and temporary shelter everywhere, Nochong was very emotional.

"You're welcome, the Cabolon family back then was also taken care of by you." When he was still refining medicine in Silvermoon City, Patrick also knew Nuo Chong, who was also an old friend of his father.

This time the war has killed many elves, and now Patrick has not yet obtained specific data, even the entire Silvermoon City has been divided into two, and the casualties are definitely no longer few, but the important corps of the kingdom, the Eclipse Legion, the Sun Fury Legion and other troops are almost all well preserved, Patrick has also saved a large number of civilians, and has allowed them to settle down in the floating city to provide basic living security.

The "refugees" of Silvermoon City and Queldanus Island have made the Floating City their new home, and have experienced the catastrophe that nearly wiped out their race, and the surviving civilians are eager to live in the Floating City, after all, it is completely safe, isn't it?

After settling in the floating city, many elven civilians were paying tribute to their lost relatives, although they couldn't believe it, but it was already a fact, Silvermoon City was destroyed, the king was killed in battle, and the arcane brilliance that had not been extinguished for 6820 years on the Tower of Sunrage no longer existed.

However, a few days ago, the entire Silvermoon City was still immersed in an atmosphere of peaceful pleasure, and now it is ironic that it is still trying to survive in the floating city of the council members, the Eternal Song Forest is known as the Eternal Realm, but the time to break this Eternal Realm is too short, and many elves cannot face this reality.

The old order of Silvermoon City has been shattered, the machinery of the state no longer exists, and the life of those days and days of pleasure and singing has come to naught, and many of its inhabitants have sung songs from antiquity---- elegy of the upper elves.

Anar "Alah Anar" Alah Belore rides the light, rides the light of the sun.

Sin' Son of the Blood.

Shin "du Fallah na the enemy is destroying along the way.

……

During the War of the Ancients, the elves sang this song in remembrance of those who bravely fought against the mighty monsters. Many years later, the High Elves of Quel'Thalas sang the same song during their battles with the trolls; In the end, they also won, but the joy did not last long, and three battles followed.

Many of the residents hummed a tune, nostalgic for the pre-war Quel'Salas.

Campi d"Oro, Inun Silunzio Campo (Golden Waves of Wheat, Quietly Floating in the Fields)

La Gioia di Lodi, in culubrazionu pur gli Ulfi (Celebration of joy, in celebration of the elves)

Su stulu lumnosu sorriduru Lo sprito Lburo di cantaru alla Fusta (smiling elves like flowers and stars sing freely at the ball. ）

……

I don't know the meaning of the song when I hear it at first, and I am already a person in the song when I listen to it again.

However, now is not the time to grieve, and there are more important responsibilities waiting for you, as well as those who trust you.