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Kael'thas somewhat doubted Alsace's statement, because as far as he could see, the large square in the center of the city was surrounded by collapsed bronze statues and broken white marble tiles.

The weeds in the square arbitrarily stretched out their bodies, flooding the roads in the city, and even the fountain that was supposed to be sprayed with water was occupied by weeds.

The decaying appearance of the entire Erethalas made people feel inexplicably sad, as if they had seen the white marble buildings with their own eyes, those flying on both sides of the high walls, brightly colored and delicately stitched flags.

Kael'thas walked to a mutilated statue. Although the original tall bronze statue had only two shanks left, he could still see the exquisite craftsmanship of the upper elf from the sculpture that had been eroded by time.

"There are three roads leading to different areas of the city." Jaina observed the surroundings, her gaze finally fell on the magnificent Colosseum in the middle of the square. "It is not bad for us to camp here. See the surrounding plants. It should be a while since no one has been here."

To the south is the city gate through which they enter the square, and there is a road to the east, west, and north. The road on the east is in the worst condition. It seems that the trees in the city were left unmanaged for a long time, and the time to grow freely was too long. Its roots were deeply planted in the marble wall, and a part of the collapsed wall buried the road.

It may take a while to clear a safe road.

"Where should the library we are looking for? It's impossible to explore such a big city in a while." Jaina leaned on the staff, looking back and forth between the roads, trying to see if there were any signs. Can help them.

"Don't worry... let me think about it. Ancient high-level elves usually put street signs and markers... well, it should be here." Kael'thas summoned a crimson flame and burned the weeds blocking the line of sight. It became dust, clearing a clearing.

Between the black gray and white bricks, there was a stone that looked different from the other stone bricks. Kael'thas stepped forward and injected a magical power into it.

Vague magic inscriptions were revealed on the stone surface. Kael'thas carefully observed the unclear writing, and muttered, "Greenhouse...garden...what...book...city administration...and Temple?"

While reading the inscription, he didn't forget to engrave a rubbing copy and hand it to his subordinates on one side. "Although many of the words are not clear, you can probably see that the east is the greenhouse and garden area where the elves cultivate plants. , The north seems to be places like temples and commercial plazas, and the west is the library we are looking for."

This is not much different from his own memory. Although the area of ​​Ere'Thalas is larger than that in Alsace's memory, its own regional division does not seem to show much deviation.

"After Brian arrives, we will explore the western part of the city."

"What about the northeast side?"

"We have all entered this city. Naturally, there is no need to worry. As long as we negotiate with the survivors, exploration in the abandoned area should not be a problem."

"What if no survivor is found?"

Jaina twitched her dangling hair.

Arthas and Kael'thas looked at each other and smiled, "Kill the fallen creatures and retrieve the lost treasure."

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That said, but Alsace knew in his heart that the most precious thing that Ere'Thalas still left, that is, some ancient history and knowledge, the real wealth is actually that the group lived in this ruined city A ten thousand years old Highborne.

It's just that if you want to pull these 10,000-year-old houses out of their dens, I'm afraid you need to fight hard.

Alsace did the same thing. When the road in the west of the city was opened, he led a small group of Paladins into the west square.

Throughout Ere'Thalas, there are several arcane crystals that provide energy to the cage of the imprisoned demon Imottal, and Imottal is locked in an arcane cage. There may be dozens of wizards dedicated to maintaining the cage every day. Of stability.

Most of the others gathered around Imottar to get magic power from it.

Therefore, as a demon, it is regarded by the upper elves as a conduit connecting the energy of the void, continuously extracting power from the void through Imottal's body, even if this power is contaminated by Imottal.

After undergoing such torture and insult, anyone will go crazy and hate the upper elf who confines him, not to mention that Imottal himself is a cruel demon by nature.

As a demon who can be chosen to support the energy source of less than half of the city, Imottal itself is also far more dangerous than most creatures in Azeroth, otherwise he would have died in this 10,000-year battery life. Twisted the void.

"This garden is a mess."

Kael'thas continuously led out fiery flame rays, burning those crazy plants to ashes.

His attainments in fire elemental magic may be the highest among the contemporary Dalaran six-member council. Now he can suppress the elemental creatures in the courtyard that are driven mad by the degenerate energy without any pressure with just one person.

Arthas did not use a warhammer. The effect of a blunt weapon on the Treant was not ideal. He wielded a standard silver hand long sword. Although it was not a magic weapon, Arthas slashed violently. Enough to cut off these decaying woods and filthy vines.

The long sword in Alsace's hand draws a dazzling golden holy light, and the sword body made of light cast iron is a good conductor of holy light. In Alsace's hand, it can even split a substantial holy light sword.

After the sword light flashed, another Treant broke in two, and his upper body slid to the ground. Its dull perception was really like wood. After he fell to the ground, he realized that he had lost the foundation of his lower body.

The high temperature of the holy light and flames quickly swept away the treemen in the garden. Kael'thas stopped the magic, looked up at the tall arcane crystal tower in the center of the garden, and his eyelids jumped.

"This is so... extravagant."

For the first time, Kael'thas felt that the high elves were a group of poor—this arcane crystal used by the high elves was placed in Silvermoon City. It was also an extremely rare and rare item, but the high elves used it. As an energy source to power the cage?

Even if this kind of crystal can be charged, the ability to make and use a crystal of this size is unimaginable for modern humans and high elves.

The wealth and prosperity of the ancient elven empire can be seen.

Arthas also touched his chin and was amazed, even if he knew it beforehand, and had visited Dalaran and Silvermoon City, the magical creations of Erethalas were still amazing.

"It's really spectacular," Kael'thas even wanted to move this crystal back to Silvermoon City to study it, but it's not the time yet, "What are we going to do with this thing?"