"Damn this cursed magical barrier again!"
After the Dreadlord once again arrogantly urged, Arthas's anger was undisguised.
The Scourge's generals wished they could kill Tichondrius!
And they had the strength to do so!
But they couldn't!
Tichondrius observed for a while and said to the Lich and the Death Knight, "I will land from the northeast of this city. You two must break the magical barrier as soon as possible. You only have three days!"
The Dreadlord's final deadline was ten days, and Arthas had to reserve enough time.
Kel'Thuzad and Dar'Khan exchanged a glance and nodded.
Both were top-notch spellcasters with their own pride, and they wouldn't admit they couldn't do it!
Moreover, the Lich King had long ago sent out soul whispers to the strong throughout Azeroth, inviting them. At that time, mages in this city also responded to the call, but the Lich King initially thought that this city was located in the Broken Isles, in the middle of the sea, and was not useful.
Now that the army had arrived outside the city of Suramar, it was time to contact the spies in the city!
The fastest way to break through a fortress is always from the inside, and Kel'Thuzad and Dar'Khan were quite experienced in this.
Arthas pulled on Invincible's reins and jumped off the death ship. The power of frost created a frozen zone under Invincible's hooves, and soon the surrounding seawater was frozen.
Arthas led the undead army towards the shore!
Inside Suramar City.
The lights were brilliant.
Before the Sundering, Suramar was the second largest city in the Night Elf Empire, second only to the capital. With the abundant magical energy at that time, it was no problem to support nearly a million people.
However, the Great Explosion of the Well of Eternity only preserved less than a third of the city, and the remaining areas were sunk into the sea. Later, the huge Temple of the Moon in the city center was used by Aegwynn as a tomb to seal Sargeras's body.
This shows the magnificence of the city at that time.
The reason why the residents in the city now call themselves the Nightborne is because the energy of the Nightwell created a huge protective shield covering the entire city. Although it protected the surviving elves, it also left Suramar with only an artificial sky, never seeing the light of day.
Nightborne, elves of the night.
Under the starry sky, there were plants shining with purple light everywhere, and the buildings were also magnificent. It was worthy of being the city of Suramar, which perfectly inherited the ancient Night Elf Empire without interruption.
Elisande held an emergency meeting in the Jeweled Estate, and a dozen Nightborne nobles in gorgeous clothes gathered here.
The reason for choosing this noble's manor was because on the Jeweled Platform, one could clearly see the undead army gathering outside the purple barrier!
"They have so many, several times more than us!" A Nightborne woman sighed worriedly.
"Don't worry, Thalyssra, our barrier is as solid as gold. These bone racks can't get in."
"No, Occuleth, you don't understand. They have been besieging the city for two days, and the north of the city where they are located is near the Twilight Vineyards. Now the workers there are panicked, and the production of mana wine has stagnated. Once the distribution of mana wine cannot keep up, the lower-class people will create even greater unrest!"
Chief Arcanist Thalyssra said her biggest worry. She believed that the Nightwell was able to protect them ten thousand years ago, and it would still be able to protect them from being harassed by the undead ten thousand years later.
"The light of the Nightwell protects the Nightborne," the Nightborne woman with the most gorgeous clothes, a high crown, and shiny magic patterns all over her body said. The crowd that was still discussing suddenly quieted down.
"I learned from the prophecy that Suramar will survive this crisis."
"But it seems that a mysterious existence has interfered with my prophecy. The process of the prophecy is a blur, and I only saw the result!"
"War and suffering, the Nightborne will be reborn in the flames!"
Elisande's words were somewhat ambiguous, and for a while, the Nightborne nobles couldn't guess the leader's thoughts.
However, they understood what she said. Everyone was not stupid. The Grand Magistrix meant that the magical barrier might have problems!
"What should we do, Grand Magistrix?"
Thalyssra asked.
"Prepare for war!"
Elisande said in a deep voice: "Behind this group of undead stands a remarkable person. His mental power is even stronger than mine. Their goal is the Nightwell. Huddling inside the barrier will not solve the problem."
"Mylodun, you will lead the Duskwatch, as the main force in the battle. The rest will assist you from the side!"
"Thalyssra, Lylia, you two are in charge of logistics."
"Vandros! Vandros!"
The Grand Magistrix called out twice, but no one answered.
The many nobles in the courtyard looked at each other, and they did not find the person the Grand Magistrix was looking for.
Advisor Vandros, one of Elisande's most trusted advisors, his ability to control the Nightwell's magic was second only to Elisande herself, and he could be regarded as the second strongest person in Suramar City.
Boom!
Just as everyone was still trying to find him, a loud noise came.
Immediately afterwards, the purple energy sky covering Suramar City changed. The stars in the artificial starry sky dimmed one by one.
"No! The energy of the Nightwell has been cut off!"
"Who did it!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone had a guess in their hearts. The Grand Magistrix summoned all the advisors and upper nobles, but Advisor Vandros was absent at the critical moment!
"Don't panic!"
Elisande's whole body surged with magic power, and a loud shout shocked the scene.
"Mylodun, immediately lead the Duskwatch to Blueleaf Bay, guard the city walls of the Midnight Court, and stop the undead army from entering the city!"
"Yes! Grand Magistrix!"
Chief Swordsman Mylodun left directly with several officers!
"Occuleth, you immediately go to the Starfall Estate and use the magic stored there to open a portal to send the residents of the city away!"
"But, Grand Magistrix, where should the portal open to?" Occuleth was a little dazed.
"Open it to Nighthold!"
Elisande stared closely at the Chief Teleporter: "Use your usual ability to smuggle magic to send all the people out. If you do well, I can not pursue your crime of opening the portal without authorization!"
Occuleth wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and left in a white light.
"Thalyssra, Lylia, go and summon the civilians in the south of the city and let them leave from the portal in the Starfall Estate!"
"Wait, the portal cannot send all the civilians away. Lylia, you go and send half of the civilians to the Banshee's Wail in the south of the city. I will arrange for ships from all over the city to go there!"
"Hurry!"