Sitting on the throne in the Forbidden Palace, all the color drained from Azshara's face.
"It's over..." She murmured, "It's all over..."
Azshara's maidens surrounded her and screamed wildly. The queen held an empty cup in her hand, unwilling to believe what was happening. She was Azshara, the brightest light, she was the light, and the light was her! She was the supreme ruler of her people!
Although she knew that destruction was imminent, she still stubbornly told herself that she would never allow this to happen!
Sargeras refused to marry her.
She was just a poor creature who was used and then abandoned.
Perhaps many of her followers saw this shameful scene, but she was still unwilling to admit to them that she was wrong.
She abandoned her people and was eventually abandoned by the 'God' she worshipped.
What an irony!
How bitter is this! ?
The rumbling sounds of destruction grew louder and louder. The palace that had sunk to the bottom of the water began to be shrouded in darkness, and even the darksight given to the night elves by God could not see through it.
The only light in the palace came from the violent power of the Well of Eternity. The dark lake water began to surge into the palace, washing away her two maids in an instant. The maids screamed sharply and quickly disappeared into the lake.
"I am Azshara!"
The queen muttered silently in her heart, her expression still grim. She cast a spell, and a magic shield suddenly appeared around her and the living maids beside her.
"My wishes are supreme!"
She used her powerful magic to keep the lake water out, but as the water got deeper and deeper, the pressure on the magic shield increased rapidly. Azshara frowned, and beads of sweat oozed from her forehead. This was the first time she sweated in her life.
At this moment...the voice in the darkness that she was familiar with and hated whispered to her.
"We... have a way... to make you stronger... stronger than before... We can help you..."
The Queen is not stupid at all.
Especially when a woman has just woken up from the dream of love, she is definitely at the most shrewd and wise moment of her life.
She knew her shield would not hold out for long. Soon the icy waters would swallow her and her followers, and the glory of Azshara would be wiped out of this world forever.
The silver-haired Elf Queen nodded.
"Ah!" With a scream, the wine glass fell from her hand. Her body was in great pain. She felt her limbs twisted and tangled together. She also felt her spine turning into liquid, as if it had suddenly melted...
Her magic shield was destroyed.
Azshara cried out in shrill, desperate cries as the lake overwhelmed her. She also heard the cries of others from the depths of the lake...her handmaiden, her guards, and the other Highborne who still served her.
The lake water quickly filled her lungs, but she did not drown...
Riding on Alexstrasza, Duke gazed at this giant city that symbolized the highest arcane civilization of the night elves as a bystander, and was completely sucked into the center of the huge vortex.
Duke didn't know whether he was following history or changing it. For a moment, he even thought with evil humor that if the city of Azshara could be blown to pieces before sinking, then a new masterpiece would be born.
Unfortunately, since he dared to summon the Old Gods and used Queen Azshara to trick Sargeras, the Old Gods who were connected to him, such as N'Zoth, would not let Queen Azshara and her followers go.
It is likely that in a few centuries, new horrors will begin to emerge under the sea.
Duke turned his eyes away from the center of the Well of Eternity, and watched this standard earth-shattering disaster quickly spread in all directions.
Large tracts of ancient Kalimdor were still being pulled into the lake, and the horror was undiminished in its force. It looked like a domino effect, with land falling and the horizon expanding.
The only thing to be thankful for is that because the Burning Legion was killing people in Azshara, almost all the creatures around here had fled. Otherwise, it would have been another massive massacre, and Duke might have felt a little guilty.
What a pity!
Mountains were uprooted, and large tracts of land were torn apart in the whirlpool of the waves, and then disappeared in the center of the whirlpool.
Sitting on the Red Dragon Queen and looking down from above, Duke saw that the land where the elves lived disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. No force could withstand the destructive impact of the Well of Eternity.
Perhaps to nature, even the bloody massacre of the Burning Legion is nothing... After all, what the Burning Legion has done does not seem to be comparable to what is happening at this moment.
Beyond his reach, the wheel of history still moves forward according to its inherent inertia.
Without external force, everything is inevitable!
A red dragon approached his queen at high speed. Rhonin sat on the red dragon and waved his arms vigorously. He seemed very excited to see that his master was safe and sound.
"Master Du...Kang!"
Rhonin, who was still very innocent, almost let the cat out of the bag, and Duke rolled his eyes at him.
A few more dragons came over.
Grom clearly saw Duke, and then...
"Hmph!" He uttered and turned his head away.
Whether he was sulking because he couldn't repay his gratitude, or for some other reason, no one knew.
Krasus also came, smiling.
Vanessa, the evil maid, said nothing. But when Duke looked at her, this evil maid who often challenged her master in various ways looked at Tyrande in Duke's arms, and then with a mocking look on her face, she mouthed a few words to Duke - beast! duke! duke!
No no no!
It must be because the wind was too strong and I must be seeing things.
Confess and get leniency, or spend the rest of your life in prison.
How could Duke, an upright and reliable young man, admit to such a thing?
It must be an illusion!
This is absolutely the world's fault!
Ha ha ha ha!
In the distance, the silhouette of Mount Hyjal appeared on the horizon.
Looking from the sky, Duke could see a large force of night elves moving toward Mount Hyjal. Their blue-purple figures were easy to spot.
Behind them, the devastating waves were still in the distance, seemingly chasing them closely.
Tyrande suddenly became nervous. She asked Duke: "My compatriots...will they escape?"
Duke took a look at the surface, and the system AI quickly compared the surrounding environment with the geographical conditions ten thousand years later.
If the calculation is correct, this is already the territory of Durotar in later generations.
The charlatan Duke was extremely confident: "It's okay, the disaster of destruction will not affect here."