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Arthas suppressed his lustful gaze, found a place to sit down feeling exhausted. He was surprised by Elisande's stamina as a mage. If given the chance, he would definitely have her take the lead to save his energy, all the while enjoying the sight of her bouncing assets!With a slap to his own face, Arthas snapped back to reality.
"We need to dispel the Nightmare, which can erode our minds. Truth be told, I was brought in by a green dragon. She asked for my help in dealing with the Nightmare's corruption. How about you? How many times have you been here?" Elisande nodded slightly at Arthas, showing some appreciation for his self-reprimanding action.
Being aroused is not shameful, but what's truly disgraceful is being aroused at any time without regard for the situation.
"If you're not attending to important matters and still feel aroused, then that's being beastly."
"Which green dragon are you talking about?"
"Ysera. Can you help me find her?"
Arthas didn't shy away, even if it meant risking trouble with a Dragon Aspect that would be foolish.
Even a weakened Dragon Aspect possessed the power to destroy a kingdom, not to mention one with its full strength.
Elisande shook her head, her fingers caressing the exquisite magical ring on her hand. "I don't know where she is. I don't have a good solution to unravel the Nightmare either."
"How did you get out the previous two times then?"
Arthas was curious. "The Nightmare world isn't a public retreat where you can come and go as you please, right?"
"A public restroom? Hehe, that analogy is apt." Elisande chuckled charmingly, pouring two glasses of rare wine.
"I exited naturally. I enchanted myself with a spell that could awaken me."
"Well, can you tell me, what did you come in here for? Seeking power? Or searching for certain memories?" Arthas continued drinking the wine, despite being in the Nightmare, feeling thirsty.
Everything here felt so real, as if he truly existed in this environment.
Elisande clearly avoided discussing this topic, turning to look at the entrance. "It's safe here. Until you figure out a solution, we won't be apprehended."
"I know some fleets that have been to the Broken Isles. Surprisingly, despite being called Broken Isles, the area is vast, at least half the size of Kalimdor. There have always been legends about Suramar City, but no one has seen or set foot in that region." Arthas observed Elisande's expression as he spoke. The mature woman's expression remained unchanged throughout.
"There's a human mage named Aegwynn who defeated Sargeras' avatar, sealing him in the Temple of the Moon, which then sank into the sea. Do you remember her?"
Only then did Elisande's expression change slightly; her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. "I've seen her. She's powerful, but her strength is limited."
For Elisande, a Great Magister who had lived for thousands of years, to acknowledge someone as strong meant that Aegwynn's power was indeed formidable.
In the past, the protector was a title created by human mages to protect their kind. Each generation of protectors would store their power in a staff for the next generation to use. This lineage ensured that the protectors, who were already prodigies, gained even greater strength to combat evil.
The presence of strong individuals within a race was crucial. Races like gnolls, kobolds, murlocs, and walrusmen were looked down upon because they lacked a powerful protector to watch over them.
The increasing coldness of the High Elves towards humans, even refraining from sending mages to aid in the orc war, was due to the death of their most powerful protector, who had fallen from grace and was killed by their own people.
Without formidable military power, the common people below were no longer valued. However, there were no absolute powerhouses among the High Elves, and despite the aloofness, there was no hostility towards humans, unlike the trolls, where every encounter was a fight to the death.
"If given the chance, I would like to make a deal with you regarding Suramar City."
Arthas's expression turned serious. Azeroth was filled with mystical creatures and powers, and none of them were easy to deal with.
Despite Suramar City being secluded, it was rich in resources, necessary for survival.
"Alright, if you manage to make it out alive. Do as you wish; I need to meditate and rest for a moment."
Elisande closed her eyes and fell silent, evidently beginning her meditation, appearing to be truly asleep.
"Ding! Triggering the quest 'The Trial of the Great Magister Elisande.'"
"The Trial of Great Magister Elisande: If you want to trade with the Nightborne, you must prove your strength and courage, as the Nightborne do not cooperate with ordinary people. The task requires you to leave and resolve Elisande's Nightmare. Task reward: Gain reputation with the Nightborne and gain access to Suramar City."
Arthas was becoming somewhat numb to these consecutive tasks, but he thought, "The more lice, the less they itch."
Taking a moment to calm himself, Arthas began to carefully consider how to resolve the Nightmare crisis.
In a game, you could simply follow the task prompts and complete the mission step by step - collecting some resources, killing some monsters, engaging in activities like a speed race, and running errands to finish.
But obviously, reality doesn't work that way. He was given a task, and then left to figure out how to complete it entirely based on his imagination!
"Wait, imagination?" Arthas seemed to have realized something and looked at the task again.
"Demonic Temptation: Ysera is not in heat. Seemingly taken advantage of, she actually wants to test if you can clear the Nightmare aura. Resolve the Nightmare's troubles, engage in a mental realm confrontation, and you might even make the Titans fearful. Clear Nightmare 0/1. Task reward: Emerald Dream pass and Emerald Dream map coordinates."
A mental realm confrontation!
This meant that he was not a physical entity. In other words, as long as he dreamt powerfully enough, he could make himself invincible?
It was like encountering a ghost in a dream - normal people would be scared and run for their lives, and the brain would start to design the process of escape, encountering what happened, and ultimately whether one died or survived, and so on.