Azeroth Trail of Light

When you are very obsessed with something, that feeling is called "addiction."

This is due to inner desires and inner needs, like smoking, knowing that it is unhealthy, but you can't stop it.

In the magical world, this addiction sometimes not only damages health, but also endangers life, even the soul cannot survive.

Such as magic addiction.

Demon addiction, to be precise, is the desire for magic and magic power. All spellcasters have symptoms of demon addiction to a greater or lesser degree, but a powerful wizard will use a firm will like iron to restrain this addiction, generally. Said that the human mage did a very good job in this regard.

The wizard wizards are worse.

It’s not that the will of wizard wizards is inferior to that of human beings. This is actually a matter of personality. Wizard wizards are basically magical physiques. This physique will greatly increase their magic control and magic strength. The desire for magic.

This physique originated from the high-level elves thousands of years ago. When the rulers of these night elves were still dark trolls, they approached the Well of Eternity, and were gradually transformed by the magical power flowing in them until they became the original ones. Elves, the hidden danger of demonic physique exists in their bodies.

During the period of Queen Azshara, the magic civilization of the upper elves reached the extreme. What they could accomplish with magic, they never disdained and completed it with humans, which made them more civilized, but also made them more dependent on magic. At that time Due to the existence of the Well of Eternity, these pure magic powers from the deepest part of the planet can fully satisfy their body’s demand for magic power, and naturally will not cause catastrophe, but after the Well of Eternity exploded, this problem became more and more deadly. stand up.

The Sindra elves are an extreme negative teaching material. They even had to absorb the magic power in the body of the devil to maintain their desire for magic, and eventually turn themselves into a human and a ghost, not even Akando. The only way to heal them is to send the most depraved part of the elves to Illidan to accept the transformation of the demon hunter.

The king of the demon hunter is very satisfied with this. The Sindra elves are highly adaptable to the demon energy. As long as they can grit their teeth through the most difficult period, they can become powerful demon hunters, but this is not a good thing for the elves themselves. .

The high elves of Quel'Thalas also have the existence of magic addiction. In fact, in the original history, the people of Kael'thas were unable to suppress their desire for magic power after the destruction of the sun well, and a large number of them fell into loss. Heart, this forced Kael'thas had to take the risk.

And in this history, Kael'thas got the help of Dick, got a fetish like Arcando without any risk, and finally saved the Phoenix Dynasty from the brink of destruction.

It is worth noting that whether it is Syndra or Quel'Thalas, they are both descendants of the upper elf back then.

And in the Broken Isles, there are the last pure-blooded high-elves living in the world, the night son of Suramar, Sha'dorei, who lived in the Ai of Suramar during the reign of Azshara. In the pearl city on Sara’s crown, it stands to reason that, as a loyal supporter of Queen Azshara, when the queen begins to use the demon’s power, they should obey together. However, these relatively wise upper elves, in that kind of In this case, the choice is to reject.

Yes, the upper elves of Suramar did not participate in the war between Queen Azshara and the uprising night elves. They chose to take care of themselves. Before the final explosion in the Well of Eternity, like Emperor Shaohao, the city also used itself The way they saved themselves.

They used an artifact called the Eye of Aman Sul to prop up a huge purple enchantment outside the city, protecting the entire splendid Suramar from surviving the catastrophe of the collapse of the heavens and the earth. Come down, but things have progressed here, there was a little accident.

After the shield was raised, it never came down. The Grand Magister Elisand, who ruled the city, thought it would better protect her and the people of the city, but... she overlooked one point, or Said she didn't care at all.

Magic addiction! This demon, who was born with the body of the elves, has completely destroyed her people, even herself, in these ten thousand years.

"Oh, the sun is up, look at this place, how gorgeous and spectacular!"

Archmage Romans is sitting on a night elf boat with purple magic lights dotted on the bow, sailing in the city's magnificent and beautiful waterways, just like traveling in a water city.

Khadgar did not respond, but from the eyes that he kept looking at the surrounding buildings, he also saw a hint of surprise. It is difficult for humans to imagine the incredible buildings these elves built when they were the most prosperous ten thousand years ago. Spectacular, even the ruined Silvermoon City, in front of the well-preserved Suramar, can only be seen as a shame.

Rogerio Star Chaser sat at the end of the boat, silently trimming the arrow in his hand with a dagger. This indifferent one-eyed elf was not interested in everything around him. He was drowning in his own world. Attentive and dangerous.

He is responsible for protecting the archmage Romans. In front of the real magic master upper elves, the Sin'dorei elves, who are proud of magic, are actually nothing. They are now weak.

Suramar inherited the characteristics of all the buildings of the upper elves. It is tall, majestic, mighty, and extremely elegant. The white towers of cones and columns stand in this dark purple city. There are few pedestrians on the quiet streets, and Covered with gorgeous lamp beads, almost every block has well-arranged gardens and staggered trees, which looks very elegant.

It’s just that when everyone looks up, they can see the thick purple magic shield that covers the sky. It protects the city and makes the concentration of magic inside it almost tolerable. .

Khadgar even felt that by throwing a little spark in his hand, he would be able to ignite a fire under this concentration of magic. He didn't know how these weird-looking high-level elves spent these 10,000 years.

Probably seeing the upper elves that Khadgar was constantly walking on the observation street, Romans explained in a low voice,

"Have you seen their thin faces and stick-like limbs? That is a symptom of being corroded by a lot of magic power, and their blue-purple skin, these upper elves are crazy, they live in this kind of high concentration of magic power. Ten thousand years, maybe ten thousand years later, they will become complete magical creatures. This is terrible..."

Khadgar glanced at Romans, and he asked in a low voice.

"While the Sunwell was still in existence, didn't you also..."

"Different."

As the ship approached, the old Mage Sin'dorei adjusted his robes, got up from the ship, and said to Khadgar,

"Even when the Sunwell was fully open, Quel'Thalas's magic concentration never reached one-third of this place. There are too many things, it would not be a good thing, and the magic is the same.

With that said, the old mage used an adjective, "Their addiction has penetrated into the bones... To be honest, I am less and less optimistic about the prospects of this negotiation."

Khadgar turned his head and glanced behind him speechlessly. At the corner of the street by the river, a shivering Nightborne civilian was curled up there, closed his eyes, holding his arms with both hands in pain, it seemed cold, Romans Saying that it was a scene of a demon addiction, the man was almost unable to sustain it, but along the way, Khadgar had seen this scene at least 10 times.

On the way to meet the Grand Magister Elisande, Khadgar kept thinking about what the city is like and how it has fallen to this level.

Hall of Order, this is a very ironic name in Khadgar's view. The city is out of order, but it has nothing to do with him, so he chose to be silent, leaning on his guardian staff, and following the archmage. Behind Romans, walked into the grand-sounding hall.

Here, a magic swordman wearing a strange armor and holding a magic sword is guarding in the corridor. At the end of the corridor, there is a tall, but equally thin, Nightborne Elf. Judging from his decoration, it seems to be a The leader is proud, and there is almost no respect in those eyes. It seems that he is not facing a wise creature like him.

"Stop! Outsider!"

The leader of the magic swordsman stretched out his hand to stop everyone from advancing. He glanced at them and said in a low voice,

"Master Elisand is busy dealing with government affairs and has no time to see you, but she saw your request and gave a reply."

He took a scroll from his arms, threw it to Khadgar, and said without looking back.

"The tomb of Sargeras is on the sea just south of Suramar. There is nothing but demons on that island. This is the map you need. Be careful, outsider, a weak fellow like you, on that island. It is very likely that you will not survive for a day!"

Khadgar collected the map, there was nothing in the arrogance of the magic swordsman, and then he saw the magic swordsman akimbo and looked at Romans. He didn't know if it was an illusion. He saw the magic swordsman's eyes. A trace of... mockery.

"As for you, tusk, lower elves, Master Elisand is not interested in your proposal. Arcando can’t save Suramar, and we don’t need to. Go back to your poor country with your "goodwill"...Oh, yes, maybe you can take a stroll in Suramar. Chadorei is very generous, even in the face of your humble lower elves."

"you…!"

Khadgar couldn't help but stepped forward. The magic swordsman's tone was too awkward, but it was blocked by Rogerio's outstretched hand. Archmage Romans took a deep breath and held it. The fist suppressed his anger, then dropped a word, then turned and left in a stride.

"I hope you don't regret it, Xia Duolei, the addiction is destroying your body and your will. This is your last chance."

"Speak like a dog! Only the weak dare not accept the gift of magic."

The Magic Swordsman said loudly to Romans who had left, "Hide your Arcando and tremble, remember me, my name is Ruel, the chief swordsman of Suramar, stretch out your gloves, we can compare See whose will will be defeated?"

The magic swordsmen along the way, like their leader, looked at the group of people with mocking eyes, until after they walked out of the Hall of Order, Khadgar scolded angrily.

"It's unreasonable savage creatures! Do they treat these chaos as if they haven't seen it?"

Unlike Khadgar's anger, Romans' reaction was dull, even a little too dull, "Don't pay attention to them, the real high-level elves are like this, arrogant and arrogant, especially the ruler among them."

The old mage sighed.

"But that's okay, we have fulfilled our obligations, and Akando's rescue will be left to those who are still saved. They are hopeless!"

Rogerio Star Chase did not participate in this conversation. On the contrary, his left hand was turned over, and a war bow with orange and blue starlight appeared in his hand and pointed diagonally behind the three people. The shadow of, at the moment he opened the bowstring, an arrow composed entirely of light was placed on this gorgeous and excessive war bow.

"Who is there!"

Chasing Star’s one-eyed eyes were full of solemnity. After 2 seconds, a hoarse voice appeared from the shadows.

"I saw the letter you submitted to Elisand, I just wanted to confirm that you really got Acando? The miracle tree that can cure addiction?"

Romans turned his head and looked at the female night son who walked out of the shadows with a white hood. His beautiful white eyebrows were raised.

"Who are you, servant of Elisand?"

The Night Son raised her head, still with that thin, scary face. She didn't smile, and said flatly,

"There is not only Elisand in this city, I am me, a person who wants to try a different way of life, would he be interested in going to the Tianya Tavern? I am interested in the news of Akando..."