klisemfg Chapter 183 Don’t forget your original intention
Chapter 183 Don’t forget your original intention
There aren't actually too many problems within Dalaran...
The Violet Guards have never been complacent in the upper levels of Dalaran, around the flat-roofed plaza.
The real battle took place inside the sewers.
To be precise, it was around the long-hidden cages in the sewers. The deep wells that were once sealed deep underground had all opened up with Dalaran's ascent... Many holes appeared beneath the sturdy fortress, and some enemies who had infiltrated long ago rushed out of the waterways.
Their purpose is self-evident; they certainly weren't there to attend the celebration.
Dragons also come in different ages. The blue dragon mage Kalecgos was a young man, probably only a few hundred years old. A few hundred years is an unattainable lifespan for humans, but for dragons, that is truly very young.
After all, elves have a lifespan of up to three thousand years!
Jaina's tastes are hard to judge... Perhaps it was the trauma of her first boyfriend, the Lich King Arthas, who fell from grace, that made her aesthetic sense so strange, and her partners so varied.
However, one thing remains unchanged: Jaina's boyfriends or romantic interests are all strong men.
Despite his youth, Kalecgos single-handedly fought several Void Dragon lurkers in his human form. He held a position alone... The Kirin Tor Chancellors remained calm, as if the enemy invasion was part of their plan.
Khadgar surveyed the surrounding situation... There were people fighting in every direction, and even the Sunreavers and the Silver Covenant, who were at odds with each other, were holding their ground in this critical moment.
"Defend Dalaran... wipe out all these enemies, and from today onwards, seats in Violet Hold will need to be reserved!"
Violet Warden Gauthuras, accompanied by his guards, emerged from the shadows in single file; clearly, they were prepared...
Lorraine watched her fellow animals in the surrounding cages from the inner circle, feeling anxious and helpless.
The fighting on the perimeter was intense, but the inner circle was heavily fortified.
Even those representatives who had previously harbored some dissenting thoughts have now automatically fallen silent... because they are caught in the middle, and the Scarlet Crusade is in the most uncomfortable position. They see Lorraine's presence, and they also see the countless undead or other heretics imprisoned in the dungeons.
The Church of Light remained silent; their situation was also precarious. The people of the Holy Light Tribunal were actually from the Church of Twilight… even they themselves showed expressions of shock. For a moment, they didn't know whose side to take. The wise choice was to observe and wait… best to remain silent.
Dalaran might, out of consideration for the Alliance, not pursue the responsibility of those hypocritical priests of the Church of Light.
General Marcus, the true representative of the alliance, did not expect the situation to change so suddenly.
Such a major event as Dalaran's takeoff was not leaked to anyone beforehand... Although MI7's spies had long known that Dalaran had been plotting something, they would never have guessed that Dalaran was going to fly away!
This magical city is free, it's truly free... It has become a floating city, just like the undead fortress Naxxramas!
However, Dalaran's technology is unique; Naxxramas's technology was obtained by the Lich King and Kel'Thuzad from the ancient underground kingdom of the Spider Demons. To be precise, it's more like the ultimate development of necromancy.
The Scourge is deeply intertwined with the power of ice.
That power from another world, the Netherworld, was distinctly different from the arcane magic we know today. Within the entirety of Dalaran, it's estimated that only a select few who studied necromancy and the shadows of the abyss back then understood its mysteries.
The power source for Dalaran's flight is varied, including the incredibly powerful gem in the Heart of Dalaran, as well as living energy. The souls of Void Demons captured by the Kirin Tor, or rather, their predecessor, the Council of Tirisfal, were used to extract energy and power the magic array.
That crystal can also be used as a defensive magic tower. There is currently an Orb of Annihilation on the top tower of Dalaran, which can use magical power to bombard enemies.
This weapon wasn't hidden; on the contrary, it was always glowing...
The power of the magic tower once made Dalaran famous, and the city of mages was always the safest place.
Until the Scourge descended, Kel'Thuzad, with Arthas, breached Dalaran... seizing the Book of Medivh and the Eye of Dalaran... and using them together with the Staff of Sargeras, summoned Archimonde the Defiler, the quasi-godlike third boss of the Burning Legion...
Had Archimonde not sought the essence of the World Tree, the source of the Elven power, Azeroth would have fallen and become another infernal planet in history.
Dalaran is the heart of the world!
The prophecy of the Draenei prophet Velen cannot be wrong; the guidance of the Holy Light has long revealed that the Burning Legion is the greatest enemy...
However, there is naturally more than one enemy, and even the strongest fortress is always breached from within.
Let alone the seven kingdoms of humanity, even the elves have long since split into high elves, night elves, void elves, night children, and so on... Strictly speaking, trolls, naga, and goblins share the same origin! They simply evolved in different directions throughout history...
Each evolved into different civilizations and ethnic groups.
The orcs and draenei's original homeland had long since fallen. They came to Azeroth either out of necessity or by choice. In order to survive and obtain resources, they inevitably clashed with humans and elves.
For thousands of years, only a few powerful magical beasts or united, noble, strong and brave races have been able to occupy good places.
Some weak and despicable groups have degenerated or become beasts and food...
The entire World of Warcraft tells everyone only one truth: blood and glory.
Humans, the race most adept at learning and uniting, possess the most comprehensive range of professions... They learn archery and magic from elves, blacksmithing and firearms from dwarves and gnomes, fire cannons at orcs, and spit at the undead...
In fact, these are all human beings' friends and neighbors.
In the end, however, humans occupied the vastest lands and established powerful kingdoms... Other races and tribes had to struggle to survive in treacherous places... When conflicts arise, you really can't simply say who is righteous and who is evil.
Of course, the appearance of the army of the dead disrupted some of the balance.
The appearance of Lorraine, the undead mage, cast a shadow over what would have been an unsurprising ascent of Dalaran. Our little Lorraine was completely unconcerned about the battles of these powerful figures; he was only worried that if Dalaran flew away, his mission would fail.
My teacher is still one-eyed...
No, not even a one-eyed dragon... he now only has one eye of light. Although the teacher doesn't say it, the recent trip has really been all about sightseeing and enjoying the glory...
I almost forgot why I came to Dalaran!