Boom!
The energy cannon let out a series of roars, collecting and accumulating the free World Soul power, then firing it out like a massive artillery shell.
The beam landed right in the center of the alien insect swarm, a terrifyingly dense number that could trigger phobias. Their outer carapaces could withstand ordinary weapon attacks, requiring an adult warrior to exert considerable effort to pierce their defenses.
By the time they expended that much effort and time, other insects would have already swarmed them, tearing their flesh apart and devouring it.
The moment the giant cannon's energy beam struck, the sturdy carapaces melted like snowflakes. Within a ten-kilometer radius of the impact point, everything ceased to exist.
The alien insect swarm and the vast expanse of yellow sand all vanished, leaving behind only a bottomless giant pit, like an abyssal maw devouring everything that fell into it.
After several more consecutive bombardments, the originally dense swarm instantly disappeared after the beams landed, forming a ten-kilometer-wide vacuum zone.
Vashj looked back, a hint of terror gleaming in her emerald eyes. If a weapon of such power were used against the Kaldorei Empire, even their proud magical barriers probably wouldn't be able to withstand it!
Such terrifying power, and that energy beam, the strength contained within it was so pure, it was almost comparable to the Well of Eternity!
The shock in her heart lingered. The things she had witnessed on this journey were unprecedented. She had to inform Her Majesty the queen; this was a threat to the Empire!
Half an hour later, the group arrived in Feralas.
The long journey had truly exhausted Sinestra. Being ridden was also a drain, more tiring than laying dragon eggs.
Vashj and the other person were not much better off, both panting heavily.
The mountains hidden beneath her robe swayed with the ground, making one fear they might accidentally pop out.
The court robe, which usually appeared elegant and figure-hugging, now seemed to possess an added allure. Indeed, life needed a bit more spice.
Arthas sat upright on a large stone, his right hand holding Frostmourne, which stood erect in the earth. If a few snowflakes were drifting, it would be the perfect Icecrown Citadel pose.
After a long while, Vashj finally recovered. Her mana was almost depleted. She was not an ally and did not benefit from the aura's buff effect, so she could only rely on natural, slow recovery.
If she were near the Well of Eternity, she would never experience such weakness; the omnipresent energy could instantly replenish her depleted mana source.
She took the mana crystal handed to her by Elisande, sat cross-legged, and focused her mind to absorb it.
Dusk gradually fell. Due to its proximity to the Crater Laboratory, this area was a scene of vibrant growth and flourishing life.
Hundred-meter-tall trees were common, but compared to a sun-drenched forest, the environment here was somewhat dark and damp.
This was because it was close to the entrance of the Emerald Dream. Although it was sealed, leaking energy still escaped, gradually transforming the local ecosystem into something slightly dark and moist.
Huge wild boars ran here, their eyes flashing ferociously, their limited intelligence pondering whether it was worth turning these four people into food.
There was no doubt whether wild boars ate humans; they were omnivores, eating meat, plants, anything they could stomach!
Snort!
Driven by hunger, its strong limbs moved quickly, crashing through vines and branches, charging with a whistling wind.
Pfft!
A look of astonishment flashed across the boar's face. Even in death, it couldn't understand why the seemingly harmless food dared to resist.
He collected the wild boar and threw it into the slaughterhouse. Before long, processed pork, pork chops, and pork belly appeared in his backpack.
He skillfully took out a large pot, poured oil onto the firewood, and lit it.
"Lend me a light."
Sinestra extended a finger and flicked out a flame, which landed on the oil and ignited the fire.
Her pretty face held a hint of longing, a longing for delicious food. Her master was not only powerful but also an excellent cook.
Watching the chicken and pork belly go into the pot together, along with some seasonings, wasn't this the classic pork belly chicken?
The grill was placed over the flames, and the bloody pork chops were put on to roast. He flipped them occasionally, sprinkling some nameless spices on top.
Soon, a rich aroma of grilled meat wafted around, making one Can't help it take deep breaths.
Grumble!
Vashj's stomach rumbled at an inconvenient moment, making her blush deeply. Her long purple ears turned red at a visible speed, and her ten delicate pink toes curled tightly, embarrassed enough to dig out a three-bedroom apartment.
How could noble Kaldorei eat such crude food?
They should eat finely cooked, exquisitely shaped meat cuts, paired with a glass of Shadowberry Wine that increased mana capacity, dining elegantly at a golden nanmu table.
With an orchestra playing nearby and starlight glimmering overhead, such poetic ambiance was truly fitting for the Kaldorei!
But the smell was too enticing, stirring up her appetite, which she had always kept well-hidden and disciplined by etiquette.
So naughty!
Are all demigods this naughty?
Ruining my noble etiquette!
Unique magical flames and a special design cooked the tough, chewy pork belly into a soft, delicious state in just a few minutes using high pressure.
He handed the meat chops to Sinestra. She was his mount and his maid, always ready to serve him in bed, a thoughtful person who helped him reduce his internal heat, so of course, she was the first to be entertained.
Thanks to his time in Grim Batol Fortress, Arthas' cooking skills had improved dramatically, making dishes both quick and delicious.
"I presume you two noble Kaldorei ladies wouldn't deign to eat such crude food, right? Then I won't be polite."
Arthas had no gentlemanly manners. If he were to actively invite them, with the elves' inherent arrogance, they would never appreciate it; instead, they would take it for granted.
Rushing to curry favor wasn't gentlemanly; on Earth, it was called being a 'sucker'!
Suckers don't have a good end!
Wake up and see the world!
Vashj's face puffed up like an indignant pufferfish, looking quite adorable. This fellow was truly a barbarian, utterly lacking in gentlemanly manners. Didn't he know 'ladies first'?
She proudly raised her head and scoffed disdainfully.
"We don't need it. Kaldorei have their own food."
Elisande shook her head. What a pity, she had wanted to try it. The aroma made even her, a Grand Magister accustomed to luxury, feel a stir of desire.
If she could enjoy an elegant dinner under the starlight, and afterwards delve into the origins of magic, that would also be an extremely enjoyable experience.
Looking at the bread in her hand, although it tasted good, it was clearly not even close to the freshly cooked delicacy.
Even with a bottle of fine wine, it still felt somewhat out of place.
Alas, why did she refuse?
Proud Kaldorei nobles were not allowed to bow to barbarians!