Chapter 256: Chapter 256 Magic Net Chapter 256: Chapter 256 Magic Net Kaelthas had agreed to our request quite readily, which was sowhat beyond our expectations. In my original conception, even if the opposition agreed to our terms, there should inevitably have been so negotiation. After all, for the Blood Elves, the nodes of the Magic Net were their most critical asset and the sole source of magic energy they could rely on for survival after the loss of the endless energy from the Sun Well. However, Kaelthas had agreed so easily that I, who had prepared countless solid argunts, felt like I was punching cotton.
“I believe lending things to a God will definitely yield a generous return.”
That was how Kaelthas resolved my confusion. It seed that this King of the Blood Elves was indeed very astute. He had keenly seized what was currently the greatest opportunity for the entire Blood Elf race, naly, to hitch themselves to the chariot of a God—without any cost at all.
We were rely borrowing the nodes of the Magic Net and would not, and could not, take the Magic Net itself. The Blood Elves would not have to give up anything, but what they would receive in return was a favor owed by a Heavenly God. No matter how you looked at it, it was a huge profit compared to simple trade.
Kaelthas wasn’t a fool; he clearly saw this point.
Of course, we also owed this to our title of “God”. This title carried many implications, and no matter fwhich one it was, anything associated with God implied trendous benefits as long as it was not opposing him.
The Magic Net, while understood and utilized by the majority of mages in the world, its exact nature was still the subject of debate. As far as was known, it was an invisible and intangible energy system, akin to the omnipresent wireless signals on Earth that nearly saturated the sky—a stable conduit of pure magic power containing the magic energy of the entire world. However, as it was an integral part of the world, the Magic Net could not be observed by conventional ans. Only the most profound Arcane Masters could resonate with it through magical rituals. It perated the whole world, not only within the earth but also across the oceans, the sky, and even between the stars. This invisible energy structure filled the universe, constituting an energy form of the Azeroth world. Xyrin Technicians had attempted to map a small part of the Magic Net they detected, and we witnessed a miraculous scene: a primal, unaltered silhouette of Azeroth.
The Magic Net nodes were like pillars in this energy world, similar to pivotal points in 3D modeling. Their status determined the final form presented by the entire Magic Net and were the only entries for external forces to interact with the Magic Net—and, of course, they too were impossible to observe by conventional thods.
Led personally by Kaelthas, we arrived at a forbidden area located at the bottom of the Sunwrath Tower: the Great Barrier control array of Quel’Danas.
It must be admitted that the Blood Elves’ artistic talent was incomparable to any other race. Their extended lifespans allowed them more ti to devote to artistic creation, and this had even beco a collective habit of the Elf Clan. In this grand tower, mysterious and beautiful runes covered every corner. Everything displayed a ticulously crafted sense of art, even a door handle was engraved with simple and elegant Elven script, which made wonder if these long-eared people had so kind of obsessive-compulsive racial trait…
Their passion for art was also reflected in the huge array before us. In this vast hall, several dozen ters underground at the base of the Sunwrath Tower, a large magic array with a radius of at least two hundred ters occupied the entire floor. At the edge of this extrely complex magic array, exquisite golden Elven script floated in the air, slowly revolving around the array, and these scripts served only as decorations!
Only Blood Elves, who were almost demonically proficient in Arcane Magic, would dare to add such potentially explosive useless runes to a magic array!
That’s why, although the Blood Elves had declined, I still didn’t dare underestimate the potential of these long-eared people. Knowledge was a precious war asset that could not be asured just by population.
This several hundred-ter diater large array was the central control hub of the Great Barrier that enveloped the entirety of Quel’Danas. It managed the energy output of all Mage Towers scattered across Quel’Danas and was also responsible for charging the final defense array, as large as the city itself, located beneath Silver Moon City—of course, due to destruction by dungeon demons, the latter was now completely paralyzed, and we wouldn’t see that historically largest-scale massive magic array until Silver Moon City was rebuilt.
This array was also the largest intervention window of Quel’Danas’s Magic Net nodes. After activation, part of this array would shift into a purely energy state, thereby drawing endless magic energy from the Magic Net, which explained why such a “small” array of rely two hundred ters in radius could support the entire energy needs of the Blood Elves—put plainly, the array’s backing was just too strong…
To prevent any accidents, we had already advised Kaelthas to halt the operation of the array. Since the borders of Quel’Danas were defended by Sivis and that Fortress-class Battleship, the Great Barrier could temporarily be shut down. Thus, aside from the purely decorative magic scripts around the edges, the entire array was now dim and lightless. Eleven Blood Elf Magic Masters, clad in splendid Mage Robes, stood waiting before the array. Presumably, Kaelthas had already given them a heads-up because, although these Magic Masters were excited, they didn’t exhibit their feelings too overtly.
However, so slight disturbance still occurred when Sylvanas appeared before them.
Of course, it wasn’t hostile.
The forr Ranger General, a renowned hero of yore—these Magic Masters, being nobles among the Blood Elves, had no reason not to recognize her. But now, tis had changed; the forr Ranger General had beco the fallen Undead Queen, and the once glorious Blood Elf Royal City had turned into ruins. At that mont, everyone felt sowhat lancholic.
“Let’s begin, how should I proceed?”
Finally, Sylvanas spoke calmly, as if there were no ripples in her heart, only the red light in her eyes growing more intense.
The Magic Masters looked at each other, then silently nodded and walked to their respective positions. The last Magic Master remaining before us bowed slightly to Sylvanas and said, “Please follow , General Sylvanas.”
Just like they once did in the Imperial Palace of Silver Moon City.
“So I don’t like tragedies,” I said softly, lowering my head to the other Little Loli present who bore the title of General.
Pandora lifted her little face, a blank expression on her features, and then lowered her head to continue spacing out—of course, she might be devising a new battle plan.
Sylvanas was positioned right in the center of the Magic Array. She stood there, her expression calm, but I could still tell from her tense body that she was sowhat nervous at the mont.
Standing in the fully operational control center of the Magic Net, this was definitely the most dangerous undertaking in history.
Eleven Blood Elf Magic Masters precisely took their positions and then began carefully charging the whole Array. They slightly modified the Array’s operational thod to form a mana void in its central zone where no Arcane flow existed. This mana void, perhaps less than three ters in diater, was the only safe place after the Array was activated. This small island of safety was Sylvanas’s guarantee of remaining unhard within the Array; therefore, each Magic Master expended imnse energy adjusting their output.
As ti ticked by, finally, the massive Array, under continuous charging, slowly activated. Golden Runes dimly lit up on the ground; powerful Magic Energy gradually ford a faint halo in the air. I felt the ground beneath my feet trembling slightly, and the entire hall seed to shake, but that was probably an illusion. What actually shivered wasn’t this hall but another energy world entirely overlaid with this space, outlined by the Magic Net. The turbulence of that other world mildly impacted my Spiritual Energy, giving the illusion that the surrounding space was shaking.
As the large Array on the hall floor gradually brightened, a deep humming sound arose from every direction in space. The Magic Net, hidden in a non-material dinsion, began its initial mingling with this material world. The ground around Sylvanas suddenly beca surreal, as if it had turned into a poorly made oil painting. Only the small area under her feet remained unchanged, proving that the Magic Net was now connected to our surrounding primary material space through this Array.
Imdiately, I sensed an enormous… no, an indescribably vast energy erging in the hall, even giving the illusion that the hall had been energized.
The Blood Elves truly were a remarkable Race; they managed to extract energy from deep layers of space using such thods. This technique was already verging on the edge of Xyrin Technology, as the primary energy source used by the Xyrin Apostles was also drawn from another dinsion of the world—of course, reaching that dinsion was a journey the Blood Elves were likely far from achieving, possibly one they could never explore, considering it involved the essence of the world itself.
Standing in the very center of the Array, the pressure Sylvanas was under was unimaginable. Although the surrounding energy completely avoided a one-ter radius around her, facing this world’s Energy System still made her forehead break into a sweat—if her sweat glands even still functioned.
Carefully, Sylvanas extended her Spiritual Energy into that boundless oppressive presence. Though knowing that the energy wouldn’t harm her, she was still very cautious with every step.
The overwhelming energy then surged towards her, feeling like she had suddenly plunged into an endless Abyss, with terrifying under-earth lava below.
It was just an illusion.
Sylvanas told herself, realizing that these were illusions caused by her Spiritual Energy leaving her body and entering the Magic Net. In fact, that energy was still a ter away from her, but despite this reassurance, her body started to sway slightly.
Just then, a wave of warm energy suddenly erged beside her, bringing clarity back to Sylvanas.
Alaya spread her wings, shielding behind the Undead Queen.
The Angel’s sudden action startled the Magic Masters maintaining the Magic Array, but the anticipated mana collapse did not occur. As Alaya flew over, she transford herself into a pure energy body, like a beam of ordinary sunlight entering the Magic Array, causing no disturbance.
If one overlooked that troubleso cat-like personality, Alaya’s power was indeed not to be underestimated.
Although the Holy Light also made Sylvanas sowhat uncomfortable, it at least helped her regain stability in her mindset. She nodded slightly and then imrsed all her Spiritual Energy into perceiving the Magic Net, while the Magic Masters imdiately began extending the Magic Net connection close to Ghost Land.
After Sylvanas’s condition stabilized, Alaya transford back into a splendid light and returned to my side. I noticed a puzzled expression on her face.
“Alaya, where is the little girl?”
“She’s sleeping,” Alaya replied in her characteristically gentle voice, her expression growing even more puzzled.
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