nashuaworldcup Chapter 476 I can only take 3 people with me
Chapter 476 I can only take 3 people with me
The Kirin Tor originated from the Council of Magoclas, which governed mages in Dalaran, the second city-state of the Arathor Empire...
Long ago, the human empire of Arathor and the elven empire of Quel'Seraph jointly defeated the Amani trolls... The two sides maintained a close relationship, with humans learning magic from the elves. The first human magic apprentices multiplied, demonstrating the superior talent and arcane affinity of the descendants of the Titans.
Although humans have short lifespans, their talents and desires are not low...
They dared to experiment with and innovate with any kind of magic, yearning for power beyond their own. The Kirin Tor developed even faster; they were once followers or apprentices of the Council of Tirisfal... now they were the masters of Dalaran and the guardians of humanity in the Eastern Kingdoms.
However, unlike the tradition of the Council of Tirisfal, the Kirin Tor is a council... whose leaders are mainly six archmages who jointly govern Dalaran.
The glory days of the high elves are long gone, and the Council of Tirisfal has gradually lost its function and reputation, remaining only within a few old-fashioned circles. Powerful mages still strive to obtain membership in the Council of Tirisfal as a source of pride.
In other words, joining the Council of Tirisfal is the threshold to becoming a truly powerful mage.
Ever since Lorraine heard its teacher's explanation, it not only wanted to become an archmage but also a guardian of the magical world of Azeroth, to gain a status and fame worthy of being recorded in history.
This is why, after meeting Lady Aegwynn, who had become a Forsaken, he risked his life to infiltrate Dalaran.
Romans was once a member of Dalaran, but left after the High Elves and the Alliance of Men fell out. Back then, Dalaran was a member of the Alliance of Men, and the purple Dalaran magical kingdom was a strong supporter and guardian of order for the seven human kingdoms.
Dalaran's decline, destruction, reconstruction, and current neutrality stem from the betrayal of Aegwynn and Medivh. The mages realized that they could not abuse magical power and should use it for good, taking it upon themselves to protect human order and the safety of all things.
Several disasters have been linked to the members of Dalaran...
First, there was the expulsion of Archmage Kel'Thuzad in retaliation, and later, before Kael'thas the Blood Mage defected, both were among the Speakers of the Kirin Tor...
Initially, the Dragon Guardians secretly monitored Dalaran's every move, with members often posing as elves among humans to observe human mages' use of magic.
Later, in the battle against the demon invasion, the Black Dragon King stole the Dragon Soul, and the five-colored dragons themselves ran into trouble... The dragon race fell into strife and slumber, and the guardian dragons first went into chaos, thus disrupting the order.
In Dalaran, only the little red dragon Krasus remains, often serving as Speaker and Mentor in the Kirin Tor.
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Even assuming the worst, whether it's the five dragonflights blessed by the Titans and tasked by the Titan Keepers to protect Azeroth; the Council of Order in Tirisfal proposed by the high elves; or the Kirin Tor now, all have failed in their duties.
Some of their members have forgotten their original intentions over the years, becoming corrupt and decadent. Some have lost their minds, coveting power and attempting to advance further... Some have fallen into hatred and killing because of some trivial conflicts and frictions.
He destroyed with his own hands what he had vowed to protect...
Otherwise, Azeroth wouldn't be in its current chaotic state.
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The arrival of the Faceless Ones was a miracle long awaited by the Twilight Cultists. Of course, those who summoned the Faceless Ones, including Mayor Bourne, all reaped what they sowed, their bodies vanishing without a trace. The Faceless Ones devoured everything, leaving only the shell of a Void Demon swaggering about.
The situation changed again; the Great Lich hadn't expected to be affected by his own skill, and was briefly stunned...
The Scourge's minions immediately pounced on the shrunken Faceless One, seemingly seeking revenge for the Grand Master.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Romans took Terra's little hand:
"Now that we have the goods, let's get out of here quickly... I sense that the blue monster's energy is very unstable. It's dangerous here. We'll discuss all the details back in Silvermoon City... Now, come with me! Don't take anything you don't need."
After Romans finished speaking coldly, his gaze swept over the human survivors, Rayleigh and the others, who were squatting to the side.
The meaning is clear.
He glanced at the battered members of the Sun Reaper squad out of the corner of his eye.
She looked at Terra questioningly...
Terra looked at the Blood Knight, the Ranger, and the Priestess Alice, and now, ironically, the most severely injured Spellbreaker... cradling her dragonhawk mount, "Ball," which could no longer stand. A flicker of reluctance crossed her eyes; on the dragonhawk's back lay the body of a paladin rider who had sacrificed his life for Lorraine's Divine Intervention...
"Teacher, the ball can't fly anymore! Alice is injured too..."
"I can only take three people with me. I need to make a decision quickly, or it will be too late..."
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Rayleigh's expression was solemn. He, along with his disciples Britney and Blancard, were the only survivors of the previous calamities. He had originally wanted to ask Romans if he could take his disciples and the young Blancard away, but Romans only said he could take three people.
Including the wounded, the blood elves themselves numbered more than three, so he didn't say anything more...
Their gazes drifted to the second major battle between humans and the undead on the left bank. They hoped that Nan Haizi would return to the island to rescue them. If all else failed, the three of them would truly have no choice but to risk their lives traversing the ice.
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And there were two unfortunate souls in blood-red battle robes staring at each other...like they were invisible...
The two resigned themselves to fate...
There are no reinforcements.
The blood-soaked fleet fared even worse than the assault troops who landed on the island...
Jordan the Pure One and Herod the Crimson Warrior showed no particular expression. They saw that the frozen Crimson Warship wasn't far away, but the ghouls and demons were causing the Crimson Soldiers on board to let out painful howls...
One by one, they were either torn to pieces or jumped onto the ice, fell down, and were torn to pieces again.
Or they would be tricked by the heavenly ghosts and thrown down from the sky, turning into a puddle of filth.
The two bloodied officers had no choice but to pray and offer blessings.
Their expedition to rescue refugees and fight on the island appears to have yielded nothing, and they've also lost a squadron of sailors and soldiers... The entire area surrounding Atonement Island is littered with the souls of tens of thousands of innocent people who perished...
In particular, the hundreds of Scarlet Warriors who landed on the island were completely wiped out, and the sailors on the nearly thirty gunboats at sea also met the same fate. Now, even if they manage to escape unscathed and return to the nearest Gilnean Church... they will likely face scrutiny and punishment, and it will be difficult for them to return to their posts at Scarlet Monastery unless they redeem themselves...
The two men stared intently at the floating fortress in the sky, their expressions grave. Herold gripped the Destroyer tightly. "Is there any way to shoot down that Great Tomb?"
Jordan chuckled, "Even if I put you in a cannon and fired you, the undead inside would tear you to pieces. We shouldn't have come out of Scarlet Monastery in the first place... Commander Raynor can disobey Marshal Barry's orders, but we should think about the refugees in the monastery."
"What nonsense are you spouting? Are you suggesting we just let the people of Lordaeron be slaughtered and sacrificed to the evil god? We swore an oath to avenge the Scourge, and dying on the battlefield is not a disgrace, it's a blessing."
"Yes, on this land, in this living hell, dying in battle is perhaps the easiest fate... No bones remain to commit evil; I think that's the blessing of the Holy Light upon our blood-red warriors..."
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