In the entire Kaldorei Empire, there were hundreds of castles of various sizes. Most of the castles' owners were no longer around. They gathered in the castles of the leaders of various regions, intensely discussing the intelligence from the Elune Sisterhood, the leader of the Nature faction.
"Queen Azshara brought in demons for the sake of new power?"
"That's nonsense! The queen is not a fool. How could she bring in demons that are so powerful that they can destroy her? "
Just as the lords were arguing fiercely, these lords in gorgeous robes opened their eyes wide in horror. Everyone realized that from that moment on, the Well of Eternity no longer sent any magical response.
Not only them, but the entire Night Elf Empire, the entire Kalimdor Continent, and thousands of other species all felt the emptiness and loss in their hearts.
Before this moment, they were more or less direct or indirect beneficiaries of the Well of Eternity's massive magical power. But after this moment, their connection with the Well of Eternity was cut off.
The power that they once enjoyed had now turned into nothingness!
Unease and panic quickly spread among the people.
Just like the Celestial Empire before Duke's transmigration, not to mention an indefinite power outage, once human society returned to the Iron Age and needed candles for illumination, just the lack of wifi alone was enough to cause many young people who were heavily addicted to cell phones to suffer from mania.
Now, many people in Azshara who were unwilling to evacuate, as well as the city guards, and even some of the Moon Guards, naturally wanted to ask for help from their queen and call for Azshara's guidance.
The soldiers and civilians quickly gathered in front of the inner city gate of Azshara, and more and more people gathered. At the beginning, there were hundreds of people at each gate, but now there were thousands.
On top of the gate, the sentries looked expressionless, neither opening the gate nor appeasing the surging crowd.
Until midnight, most of the elves who were still in the city rushed to the four gates of the inner city. Outside each gate, tens of thousands of elves gathered.
Duque, who had asked the Demon's Eye to transmit images to him in the name of surveillance, secretly sighed in his heart.
In his heart, even if this was transmigration, even if he knew that he could not greatly change the history of the Ancient War, he still did not want to treat the innocent Night Elves as sacrificial lambs.
Now, Duque realized that his thinking was wrong.
At this moment, those who were still in the outer city of Azshara were definitely not ordinary people.
"Magical power! We want magical power! "
"Give me magic power —"
"Give it to me, or I'll go crazy!"
To Duque's surprise, the people rioted.
Some elves seemed to be venting their frustrations as they blasted [Fireball] at the inner city of Azshara, which was still high and mighty and revered as holy half a day ago. The weak fireball that lacked magic power smashed into the inner city wall. Before it could touch the wall, it was blocked by the inner city's magic defense wall and turned into clusters of sparks and flames.
Some of the elves frantically tore at their clothes and scratched at their purple skin with their not-so-sharp nails, leaving deep bloody marks that exposed their flesh.
Some of the elves were crying and yelling. While shedding tears of blood, they were grabbing their compatriots beside them and tearing them apart in a frenzy.
Some elves even started to set fire to the houses around the inner city in order to vent their dissatisfaction with the Empress.
Looking at them, Duque took a deep breath.
It was just like how the High Elves suffered from [Magic Addiction] after losing the Well of the Sun. Now, even their beautiful faces had become hideous and distorted. These fellows who had lost their rationality were undoubtedly drug addicts. However, because the magic density of the original Well of Eternity was many times higher than that of the Well of the Sun, they were addicted to the [Well of Eternity Magic], which was many times stronger than the original Blood Elves in history.
When the addiction flared up, drug addicts could trample on all conscience in the world and murder all the beauty in the world!
Duque suddenly understood that the fall of the once prosperous Kaldorei Empire was not without reason.
At this moment, Queen Azshara was beside Duque.
Azshara was still the same Azshara, but the scene in front of her was no longer the one she was familiar with.
Azshara's golden eyes witnessed the scene of the city falling into destruction: the buildings that were quickly turning into ruins in the flames, the sea of fire that was gradually joining together, and the crazy elves who were murderous to their compatriots.
She looked around and found that the inner city wall that protected the High Elves was still intact.
"Are these my beloved people?" Queen Azshara was trembling all over.
Savis, who was beside the queen, stepped forward. "Your Majesty, do you see this? These are all lowly people who appear to be obedient, but in reality, they don't care about your rule and benevolence. Everything in front of us is worthless. For a more perfect world, all imperfections should be swept away. "
Swept away?
When Duque heard this word, he only felt disgusted. Weren't the High Elves the ones who abused the magic of the Well of Eternity and caused millions of subjects to be deeply addicted to it?
At this moment, Queen Azshara turned around and faced Duque. "May I ask if the most trusted servant of Creator Sargeras, the commander of the heavens, the Lord of the Infernal Underworld, also agrees with us doing this?"
Duque's disgust for Azshara deepened.
This was a so-called ruler who pursued perfection!
Everything a perfect queen did had to be perfect. Of course, Azshara couldn't allow her city to be tarnished by those addicts. But as a perfectionist, she couldn't open her mouth to announce the purification of her subjects.
Hahaha!
You want me, a fake Void Lord, to be the scapegoat?
Duque laughed coldly. "Isn't it your right as a queen how to deal with your subjects?"
This seemingly ambiguous sentence made Azshara and Savis think that they had gotten enough hints.
Savis nodded first. "If Sir Mark Dooku says it must be done, then it must be done. Moreover, the other commander of the heavens, Sir Mannoroth, also thinks that purification is necessary. I have always believed that in the name of pursuing glory, sacrifices are unavoidable. Moreover, these are thugs who tarnished the glory of Her Majesty's Holy City! "
Azshara had briefly met the unforgettable Mannoroth with her chief counselor, and she had fallen head over heels for the towering servant of the Creator.
Seeing that the two commanders of the heavens had 'agreed', the Shadow Queen Azshara nodded awkwardly.
Savis lowered his head. "Your wisdom transcends the galaxy."
The queen accepted his praise with the calmness of an emperor. She received many compliments every day. This was a major part of her life.
As if she couldn't bear to see the carnage that was about to happen, Azshara asked, "Will this last for a long time? Isn't the Creator coming soon? "
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