Anveena

"Daddy!" When the girl who was the incarnation of the Sunwell called out that title for the first time, Krasus felt his heart melt. He had given this girl life, and at this moment, he felt he had the right and the obligation to be the girl's father.

"Anveena, your name is Anveena, my darling!" Krasus gently hugged the girl and murmured softly.

As the consort of the Red Dragon Queen, he had many red dragon offspring. But the Anveena before him felt so special, like a gift from heaven.

"Daddy!" Anveena buried her head in his chest, calling out sweetly.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They had succeeded! Anasterian and Kael'thas were even more eagerly watching Anveena. The Sunwell was gone, but Anveena was the hope for reshaping the Sunwell!

Krasus knew the importance of Anveena to the high elves, so he pointed to Kael'thas and said, "This is your brother, Kael'thas."

"Brother!" Anveena called out obediently.

Then he pointed to Anasterian and said, "This is your... uncle!" Krasus couldn't help but chuckle. It seemed he had inadvertently become related to the high elves' royalty. Although he was currently in the form of a high elf, everyone here knew he was actually a red dragon.

But obviously, no one would expose him. Anasterian wouldn't mind having such a brother, and would even welcome it.

"Quel'Thalas's power supply system is still functioning. I think we can use it to do something," Aiden noticed that this explosion had not affected Quel'Thalas's magic network. As long as there was enough energy to support it, its barrier could still be used.

Everyone looked at Anveena, as only she had the ability to maintain the operation of this network. Krasus nodded and said, "I will teach her."

Now that the high elves no longer had to worry about the Sunwell, they immediately began to resolve their worries for the decisive battle for the Sunwell. After discussion, Aiden agreed to let the high elf magisters construct a portal between Quel'Thalas and Los Angeles, to transport non-combatants and important supplies to the rear.

It would be difficult for Quel'Thalas to survive Archimonde's offensive. The high elves had to make plans early to avoid more losses.

Time was of the essence. The high elves of the Ghostlands retreated towards Stratholme with supplies, while the people of Eversong Woods and Quel'Danath traveled from Silvermoon City's portal.

With the arrival of Dalaran, the Alliance's elite forces and the high elves' army began to deploy nervously. The sky was filled with helicopters, gryphons, and dragonhawks. Sunwell Plateau and Silvermoon City, in addition to the army, were filled with people serving the army. With the great war approaching, the warriors who had come to Quel'Thalas for the first time had no time to appreciate the scenery here.

Aiden wasn't idle either. There was still some energy left in the Heart of Valoran. With the great war imminent, he had to quickly convert the energy into his own strength.

Previously in Los Angeles, he had summoned "the Yordle Gunner" Tristana and her Yordle Commandos. Aiden, seeing that the other party's name contained the word "gun," handed the newly formed Valoran Artillery Brigade over to her.

He brought a large number of artillery pieces from Earth—tanks, rocket launchers, self-propelled guns, howitzers, anti-aircraft guns... the types were complex, all of which he had taken from other countries' armories. In fact, the number of artillery pieces was enough to build several divisions, but there were almost no personnel who knew how to operate them. So currently, there was only a brigade-level establishment, under which were an artillery regiment and an anti-aircraft regiment. They were now deployed on Quel'Danath Isle.

However, Tristana didn't disappoint him. At least her troops knew how to fire the guns—accuracy, etc., could always be trained.

Last time, Aiden also summoned "the Seneschal of Demacia" Xin Zhao and "the Blade Dancer" Irelia. Now that the Valoran Allied Forces were expanding on a large scale, there was a shortage of military generals. Before this, only Swain, Darius, Garen, Ashe, Sejuani, and Sion among the tens of thousands of troops were suitable for appointment. Moreover, even Ashe and Sejuani had rarely commanded troops outside their tribes.

Currently, Aiden had gathered more than forty heroes under his command. Except for Captain Gangplank and a few others in Kalimdor, most of the rest had participated in this Battle of the Sunwell. Even Ezreal, who was a very busy person, had come to the battlefield—as for why he was a busy person?

Aiden only learned two days ago that it seemed Queen Greymane had taken a liking to the handsome Ezreal. The popular explorer was somewhat unable to withstand Queen Tess Greymane's enthusiasm.

Now there was still a lot of energy remaining in the Heart of Valoran. After some consideration, Aiden decided to summon some heroes with strong combat abilities or who were relatively restrained against the Scourge and demons:

"the Grandmaster at Arms" Jax!

"the Artisan of War" Pantheon!

"the Purifier" Lucian!

"the Loose Cannon" Jinx!

For the last one, Aiden still chose the latter between "the Darkin Blade" Aatrox and "the Dark Sovereign" Syndra—not because of strange attributes like black hair or mature women, but because the Valoran Federation lacked some powerful mage heroes.

Last time, he chose Lux over Syndra; this time, it was finally much easier to choose between Aatrox and Syndra!

Soon after, the Scourge army, led by Archimonde, arrived as scheduled.

"White Eagle calling headquarters, target has entered A41 area."

"Target confirmed, five floating fortresses."

"Direction southeast by east."

The scouts monitoring the Scourge's movements constantly reported intelligence to the information tower. After being sorted, it was immediately sent to the Alliance command headquarters on the Magister's Terrace.

Southeast by east, everyone immediately saw the Scourge's target: "It seems Archimonde's goal is to directly take the Sunwell."

"This is a good thing," Aiden said, "Archimonde is very arrogant. Of course, he also has the capital to be arrogant. He definitely wants to directly capture the Sunwell and solve the magical barrier that poses the greatest threat to the Scourge from the root. This is very beneficial to our defense. After we fight a battle at the Sunwell Plateau, we will lead him to Silvermoon City. When he knows that Silvermoon City is already an empty city, his expression will be very interesting."

Anasterian squeezed out a smile, but couldn't really be happy. This was a war being fought on his land, and regardless of winning or losing—in reality, it was impossible to win—he would completely leave his homeland after the Battle of the Sunwell. When they were able to return, he didn't know what the Burning Legion would have ravaged this land into.

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Archimonde was indeed very arrogant. In fact, before entering Azeroth, Kil'jaeden had repeatedly instructed him on what to do.

Kil'jaeden told him to first launch the power of the Scourge and summon a certain number of Burning Legion demons to completely crush the resistance of the human forces of Lordaeron. After expanding the Scourge army with their corpses, he would then attack the Sunwell and use the power inside to summon Kil'jaeden. When the two brothers both arrived in Azeroth, no one, nothing, could threaten the Burning Legion again. The process of destroying Azeroth would become foolproof.

This was indeed a perfect plan. But after Sargeras was severely injured in the Twisting Nether and completely fell silent, Archimonde truly became the master of the Burning Legion. His ambition began to expand rapidly. He believed that with his own ability, he was enough to destroy Azeroth without Kil'jaeden's help. Moreover, even if they were brothers, he was unwilling to share the power of the Well of Eternity—he didn't want anyone to threaten his position.

Just like Sargeras before he was killed by Aegwynn. Before that, no one in the Burning Legion possessed the power to challenge him. Archimonde didn't want anyone to be on an equal footing with him in the future. Kil'jaeden? When he became as powerful as Sargeras, he would reward his brother with the position of deputy leader of the Burning Legion.

"My master, those scouts in the sky—" Dar'khan cautiously stepped forward to speak. They could now see Quel'Danath Isle, the Sunwell was close at hand. But the five floating fortresses were constantly being monitored by the Alliance air force, which made the leaders of the Scourge feel very uncomfortable.

"Just flies, don't pay attention to them!" Archimonde narrowed his eyes, "Fly to Sunwell Plateau, I want to give these ants a profound lesson!"

"As you command, my master!" Dar'khan bowed deeply, then retreated to convey the order to his subordinates.

However, flies are sometimes not easy to provoke.

After confirming that the Scourge's floating fortress had entered the firing range, Aiden picked up the magic communicator and connected with Tristana, decisively ordering, "Tristana, give these sitting ducks a taste of our power!"

"Yes, Commander!" Tristana hung up the call on the other end of the communicator and shouted to the members of the anti-aircraft regiment, "The commander orders us to give the sitting ducks in the sky a taste of our power!"

The soldiers immediately loaded the shells. Her adjutant asked for instructions: "Sir, which target should we hit?"

"Let's try the one in the front first. See if this laser sight is useful in actual combat." Tristana and her team were all new to this Earth technology artillery. In terms of firepower, it was indeed much more powerful, but the operation method was also very different from Valoran's artillery, and very complicated. It was impossible to master it proficiently without sufficient time. Fortunately, the target of the floating fortress was too big. It might be a little difficult for the gunners to shoot down planes, but hitting a floating fortress with a length, width, and height of over a hundred meters was almost like hitting it with their eyes closed!

The German-made 120mm anti-aircraft gun showed its fangs in Azeroth for the first time.

Tristana shouted: "Ready—aim—fire!"

With her order, sixteen large-caliber anti-aircraft guns fired in unison. In the deafening roar, sixteen armor-piercing shells drew beautiful arcs in the sky, all hitting the floating fortress "Mallek'aris" flying in the front.

The outer shell of the floating fortress incorporated many magical materials. Apart from black technology weapons like the "Heaven Piercing Cannon" with a particularly large caliber and extremely strong power, Azeroth's existing artillery technology could hardly cause any substantial damage to it. Its resistance to magic was also extremely strong.

However, Earth's technology did not have the concept of magical materials. Armor-piercing shells were designed to deal with heavily armored targets, targeting only the physical properties of the target. Therefore, Mallek'aris immediately suffered a disaster. The first round of artillery fire all hit it, and two armor-piercing shells landed extremely close to each other. After the explosion, a large number of building fragments fell from the sky. It was already somewhat unstable in flight.

However, before they could make adjustments, just seven or eight seconds later, the second round of shells followed. Anti-aircraft guns were known for their high rate of fire. This German-made anti-aircraft gun had a rate of fire as high as 15 rounds per minute. If the Valoran anti-aircraft regiment's gunners were not still unfamiliar with the operation, Mallek'aris would already be taking the third round of artillery fire.

"This, what kind of cannon is this!"

In just over ten seconds, Mallek'aris, which had suffered three rounds of shelling, was already on the verge of collapse. Dread Lord Anatheron, who was stationed here, was shocked. He immediately notified the other Dread Lords through mental communication, hoping to cast a barrier to protect the floating fortress. However, before the others could arrive, the fortress suffered several more rounds of shelling. When its base became riddled with holes, Tristana ordered the anti-aircraft guns to switch to high-explosive shells.

A minute later, Mallek'aris, whose power supply device was destroyed, crashed irreversibly into the sea.

"Yay!" Tristana jumped up happily. A cheer erupted from the anti-aircraft gun position. Their terrifying battle results frightened the Burning Legion, and the remaining 4 floating fortresses had already begun to retreat.

Aiden received the battle report at the same time. A cheer erupted in the command room. Before even formally engaging the enemy, the enemy had lost about one-sixth of their conventional forces. This was truly great news!

Aiden immediately sent a message to Tristana, ordering her and the anti-aircraft regiment to retreat immediately.

"Yes, Commander!" The voice of the Yordle Gunner came from the other end of the communicator. Although she didn't understand, she would resolutely execute the commander's orders.

Sylvanas asked suspiciously: "Your Excellency, why are you having them retreat?"

Aiden explained: "The enemy has many powerful spellcasters. Retaliation may come very quickly. And they are not fools, having suffered a loss there once, they will definitely not go head-to-head again."

The loss of Mallek'aris infuriated Archimonde. When Dar'khan came to ask him what to do, he roared: "Do I have to do even such a small thing myself? I'll give you a quarter of an hour. After a quarter of an hour, I want this floating fortress to arrive above the Sunwell!"

"Yes, my master!" Dar'khan retreated tremblingly. After coming out, he immediately summoned the others to the Black Fortress and repeated Archimonde's words.

"Let's concentrate our strength and flatten that place with magic!" Dar'khan suggested.

Kel'Thuzad said: "But, Lich King, that artillery position is covered by a magic barrier. We may have to expend a great deal of energy to penetrate the barrier."

Arthas looked at the blood elf prince Kael'thas and said in a deep voice: "I guess you should have a way, Kael'thas."

"Yes, I have thought of a way. I know a spell that can allow me to temporarily shield the obstruction of the magic barrier." Kael'thas, this blood elf prince and the Kael'thas in this world now have little in common except for some similarities in appearance.

Three green fel flames surrounded his body, and his eyes were also emitting a green light. Just like the demons of the Burning Legion that Aiden had seen—this blood elf prince had been transformed by fel energy. He was no longer a blood elf, but a mutated demon!

"Very good, I knew you wouldn't let me down." Arthas sneered.

At this time, Dread Lord Anatheron also came to the Black Fortress. He looked very embarrassed, and water was still dripping from his bat-like wings. He had obviously just escaped from the sea.

Anatheron shouted viciously: "I want to join too, give them a taste of their own medicine!"

"You certainly deserve such an opportunity." Dread Lord Tichondrius smiled, not knowing whether it was a statement or sarcasm.

The leaders of the Scourge and the demons gathered together, creating a terrifying mass of dark energy. And Kael'thas, as he said, chanted a spell, temporarily dispelling a piece of the magic barrier in front of them.

Dar'khan immediately pushed this mass of dark energy inside. In the deafening roar, the massive negative energy destroyed everything in that place. Almost everything within a mile was affected. No living thing could survive such an explosion.

As a precaution, Dar'khan ordered another floating fortress, Thal'ramas, to advance tentatively. Sure enough, it did not suffer any attacks even when crossing that sky.

Kel'Thuzad said: "It seems they are all dead."

Tichondrius showed a mocking smile: "These fools must have thought they could be unscrupulous with the protection of the magic barrier."

"The great revenge has been avenged!" Anatheron finally washed away his shame.

However, they did not know that the enemy they wanted to eliminate was now a kilometer away. Without any damage.

After receiving the report of this magical attack, Tristana and everyone in the command headquarters began to admire Aiden's foresight.

Dar'khan was very satisfied with the results, so he reported to Archimonde: "My master, we have eliminated that threat. We are now heading to the Sunwell."

"Well, very good. Step back!" Archimonde waved his hand to dismiss Dar'khan. The Sunwell was right in front of him, and his heart was burning. The magical power of this well would definitely greatly increase his strength. After that, he would be truly invincible in Azeroth!

And after absorbing the power of that World Tree in Kalimdor, he would be invincible throughout the universe!

Just thinking about it made him feel extremely excited. He would reach the same height as Sargeras—no, a height even higher than Sargeras!

Sargeras was strong, but even at his strongest, he did not dare to wage war against the Pantheon. Archimonde felt that as long as he accumulated enough powerful strength, he would dare to eradicate the order of the Titans from the root! Moreover—his "original" master was now severely injured. If… He pinched his chin, revealing a meaningful expression.

"The Sunwell, my first step." Archimonde smiled evilly, he had already seen the Sunwell Plateau not far away. The Sunwell's location had been emitting tempting energy fluctuations, making him extremely eager for that power.

"Let me take the first step towards the supreme being of the universe!"