The High Elves of Quel 'Thalas, or the Blood Elves, were the only race that the Salvation Army was unable to accept. Although there were High Elf Mages in the Alliance's army, in reality, these High Elves were considered to be "traitor Elves" who had left Quel' Thalas. Most of them had lived in the human world for a long time or were the descendants of Elves and humans who had supported Soradin in the past. Other than their inherent Elven characteristics, they had already completely regarded themselves as humans. The Blood Elves of Quel 'Thalas, on the other hand, were the true "pure-blooded" High Elves. They were a proud race under the leadership of Prince Kael' thas. Back then, they had only symbolically provided a certain amount of Mage support to the Human Alliance because of an ancient agreement. However, when Kael 'thas was humiliated and banished back to his home (Don't be surprised. Although Illidan existed in this world, the Burning Legion was seized by the Fallen Apostle before the official operation, and the first Undead Calamity tragically became a farce with an anticlimactic start. As a result, our unlucky classmate Eggy was still locked up in prison by his older brother, staring at Maiev every day. Kael' thas' fate became to be banished back to the Elven Kingdom instead of seeking refuge with Eggy or simply being erased by Khael 'thas. When the Human Alliance joined the Salvation Army, this group of arrogant Elves actually rejected our invitation.
This was indeed out of our expectations at the time, but when we thought about it carefully, it made sense. Elves had always been a rather arrogant race, especially the Blood Elves of this world. They were proficient in magic and had insight into the nature of this world through the study of arcane magic. The knowledgeable Blood Elf Astromancers even had the concept of the principles of the stars. They were like the scientists in the magic world. Profound knowledge had always been the greatest force to destroy faith. Their own strength and mastery of arcane magic made the Blood Elves' belief in "Gods" far inferior to their worship of magic. Looking at the history of the High Elves, be it using the Well of Eternity to summon the Kil 'jaeden under the leadership of Illidan to rebuild the Well of the Sun in the original history, the crazy actions of the Blood Elves to summon Kil' Jaeden, the world's Gods, the Blood Elves' fanaticism towards magic had obviously completely surpassed their reverence towards this world and the Gods. They were completely different from their distant relatives in other worlds who were gentle and aloof. The Blood Elves of this world were an impatient and restless race with weak faith.
This directly caused the Salvation Army to be unable to successfully swindle a large group of handsome men and beautiful women to join them.
Of course, this also had something to do with the fact that we didn't specifically go to Silvermoon City to perform a "miracle". No matter how you looked at it, it would be foolish of us to have the humans, who had just chased the Blood Elves' prince back to their homeland, to send an envoy to "invite" these arrogant Blood Elves to join the allied army …
No matter what, the Blood Elves' failure to join the Salvation Army was caused by a mistake in our original plan.
But this time, we seemed to have found an opportunity.
Cirvanas was able to control low-level undead creatures, and the Scourge Army didn't have any overly high-level troops stationed in such an unimportant place like the Land of the Specter. If we could use Cirvanas' undead abilities to control the entire zombie wave in the Land of the Specter, not only would we be able to resolve this crisis, we would even be able to use the millions of cannon fodder to launch a beautiful counterattack. No matter how you looked at it, this was a dream that would make anyone drool.
Originally, this idea was only a good one. After all, Cirvanas' power was limited. How could an army of millions of undead be controlled so easily? Other than Northrend's Brother Icicle, who of course had already been defrosted, I had never heard of anyone capable of such a feat.
However, Cirvanas proposed his own idea: use the omnipresent Magic Net of Azeroth to fuse his mind into it, greatly increasing his control over the millions of undead. Although it was impossible to control all the undead in the Eastern Continent, it was still possible to seize control of the undead in the Land of the Specter, which was closest to the Magic Net node, in a short period of time.
And the location of the nearest Magic Net node was naturally in the Blood Elf Kingdom, which had an unprecedented magic civilization — Quel 'Thalas.
"What are the chances of success?" I asked with a serious expression. I had heard about the Magic Net over the past few days. According to the research of the Schilling Arcanists, this mystical energy system permeated the entire world and was responsible for the circulation and distribution of all magic elements. Furthermore, it wasn't just on Planet Azeroth. Even the other galaxies in this universe had an even larger and more intricate Magic Net. They were the energy carriers of the entire world, and were omnipresent just like gravity. The energy they contained was also the foundation of the world's operations. Fusing one's own mind into the Magic Net to increase one's power far beyond the limits of mortals was definitely a crazy idea. One had to know that even the craziest blood elf arcanists would only carefully study the Magic Net and carefully extract energy from it. No one would dare to risk their soul to fuse their mind into it.
Cirvanas obviously knew the danger of doing so. "I don't know. No one has ever tried this before. However, this is a shortcut after all. We don't have any time to waste."
I quietly looked at the other party's glowing red eyes and sighed. "Alright, we can try it. However, you have to be extra careful. If necessary, I will forcefully stop the ritual. You have to be prepared."
"That would be best." Cirvanas stood up. "Then, I'll go back and prepare."
Cirvanas went out while we began to discuss the shortest route from here to the defensive barrier of Quel 'Thalas.
I had already vaguely guessed that Cirvanas' goal wasn't that simple. Her other goal should be to save her former home.
Even though she was already an Undead, even though her heart had already stopped beating, even though her High Elf bloodline had already cooled and solidified, Cirvanas still couldn't forget her home. In this Undead Uprising, Quel 'Thalas was unavoidably affected. To the already empty Blood Elf Kingdom, it would be a miracle for them to last three days in the midst of a sudden uprising of the Undead Tide.
If we were to borrow the Magic Net node of Quel 'Thalas to control the Undead Army in the Land of the Ghosts, we would definitely have to assist the Blood Elves.
However, this was also in line with my thoughts. If we could use this opportunity to pull the Blood Elves to our side, it would undoubtedly be a great thing. Even though the latter's current strength wasn't as good as before, the profound arcane knowledge they possessed was still an intangible asset that couldn't be underestimated.
The plan to send troops to assist Quel 'Thalas was unanimously approved by us, and the envoys of the various races also expressed their support for this plan. In reality, other than the series of historical grudges between the Night Elves and their distant Blood Elves, the various races in the World of Azeroth didn't have any enmity with the Blood Elves. Of course, we had to exclude the Ogre race, which was also one of the possible awkwardness of accepting the Blood Elves.
As for the second awkwardness, it was naturally the humans who were hated to the bone by the Blood Elves …
What made me slightly surprised was that the humans didn't express any objections to this plan. However, after thinking about it for a while, I felt that it was actually quite reasonable. After all, the Blood Elves and the Human Alliance had fallen out because of that arrogant idiot Galythers. Most of the humans didn't dislike the Blood Elves (although the Blood Elves hated humans to the bone …), especially in such a critical period, as long as one wasn't an idiot, they should be able to see the big picture. In addition, the representatives of the humans also knew that the main fault for the Blood Elves' departure from the Alliance was on their side. Thus, even though they knew that there was a huge gap between the two sides, the representatives of the humans didn't express any objections to this plan.
That human Holy Knight named Victor's attitude towards the Undead was still so extreme and disgusting, but at the very least, he was more intelligent when it came to dealing with the Blood Elves.
In the end, the candidates to reinforce Quel 'Thalas were decided. Pandora and I, who had the strongest DPS, were naturally chosen. Alaya was also chosen due to his powerful Divine Energy. Then, it was Sives, who specialized in battlefield command. She would remain on the warship and be responsible for commanding the entire battle.
In response to this, Lin Xue's exact words were: "An idiot who can't even understand the most basic infantry formation, a hot-blooded idiot who only knows how to charge, and a silly cat angel who tripped on flat ground. If there isn't a truly intelligent person in charge of the role of a strategist, they will definitely flatten all of Quel 'Thalas before the Undead attack."
In order to balance out our "serious lack of collective intelligence," this troublesome amalgamation even volunteered to personally join our team.
Personally, I felt that this was a huge tragedy. What was even more tragic was that I couldn't do anything to this arrogant and tyrannical lass.
"I came to help because I pitied you all!" Lin Xue said with an arrogant expression.
Other than the few of us and Cirvanas, who was bound to come along, Shallow Shallow and Sandora would remain in the base to deal with the millions of Undead Calamity that could launch an all-out attack at any moment. Their mission wasn't to eliminate the enemies (to be honest, that wasn't a difficult task at all), but to stall for as much time as possible until we obtained control over the countless cannon fodder. At that time, the situation would be completely reversed …
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