"Over there! We'll land over there, so we might not get the traitor's attention. On the dragon's back, Lotherma's head stretched out to look out at the dry woods below.

Tyri didn't react to Lotherma's suggestion, and she kept flying forward.

Locke, like the others, sat comfortably on Tyri's back. Tens of thousands of miles of flight made Locke gradually familiar with the feeling of being on the back of a dragon. He wasn't going to hug Tyri's back shivering when he was high in the air like he had done before.

He was now, like everyone else, sticking his head out to observe the dry woods below.

Tyri stretched out her massive dragon wings, flapping over the jungle, gliding from time to time. The sound of wings flapping kept ringing in this dead forest.

The trees below gradually thinned out, and the remains of collapsed buildings appeared one after another.

"The wreckage of Quel'Thalas," Carré said as he looked at the massive wreckage below.

At the end of this wreckage, a huge crater with a radius of several kilometers is already visible to the naked eye.

"This is the ruins of the Well of the Sun," Lotherma said to them, looking gloomily at the ruins below, "we can't go any further, Darkan is in the great crater ahead." If we can not alarm him, do not alarm him. In this way, it is good for us and for you. ”

"It's so big here, I think we can fly a little further." Locke put his head out and took a look, the scale of the ruins of the houses outside had almost caught up with the close-knit residential areas in the former rings of his own capital, and it was still increasing.

"Yes, I agree with Locke's proposal. It's too big here, and if we land as you say, we're too far away from Avena! Carré, who was worried about Anvina, did not approve of Lotherma's proposal.

"Nope! We can't get close at the risk anymore! Lotherma said solemnly, pointing to the smoke rising from the ruins of the buildings below, "Darkan is a magister! You are a blue dragon, and you should know how dangerous it is for a mage to be ready to sneak up on him in the dark. ”

"And we're as close as we can get!"

"Look at that!" Jorad pointed to the shadowy ground below, the thick fog that had completely obscured the ruins of the city.

"Can't see the sunwell?" Locke looked outside, the crater from the explosion of the Sunwell, which could be clearly seen in the distance, was now covered in thick white smoke.

"Darkan must be in there! Underneath the thickest smoke, where the sunwell was originally located! "We can't get closer, we have to stop nearby and wait for the support of the army behind!" ”

Carré was unmoved, and Jorald and Locke's goal was also to defend Anvina, so naturally they wouldn't say much. Although Locke felt that Lotherma was very right, Locke closed his mouth when he saw Carré's impatient face.

"Your Excellency, we must stop here! Certain! Lotherma made her request directly to Tyri.

Tyri had been paying attention to the conversation on her spine, and at the words of Lotherma's supplication, she consciously slowed down and began to hover in the air, looking for a place to land.

"Tyri! Fly! Let's go straight to the sunwell! And you! Carré turned his head and the green tendons on his face jumped, and his handsome face became hideous and terrifying, "I don't care about the sunwell!" I care about Anvina! All I need is Anvina! ”

Lotherma sighed deeply and turned her head to the side. Because the status was not very equal, he said nothing.

"Carré, calm down." Locke patted Carré on the shoulder, soothing his emotions.

When he seemed to be no longer angry, Locke said to him, "Carré, don't you understand by this time?" No! In fact, we all understand that only you are not willing to accept it. ”

"Anvina, it's actually the sunwell!"

What Carré didn't want to face was still picked up by Locke, who covered his face helplessly, his face full of pain.

Locke looked at Carré, who was covering his face in pain, and looked at him comfortingly, "We all know how you feel about Anvina, trust me, Carré. We're not going to let this happen, Jorad and I will help you save Anna. ”

"Yes, this is my act of redemption, and I will definitely participate!" Jorad also reached out and patted Carré on the shoulder, giving him an encouraging look.

"And me!" Tyri, hovering in the sky, interjected dissatisfiedly, "Locke, have you forgotten me?" ”

"How so? Tyri," Locke smiled at her, "find a safe place and we're ready to land." ”

"So, Carré." Locke turned his head to look at Carré again, "We can't afford to make any mistakes, we have to take all chances to the highest level, so we have to land!" ”

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Sylvanas opened her eyes gradually, first at Darkan and the little girl not far away as they walked towards the great pit of the Sunwell, and then struggled with her arm to remove her bow and arrows and shoot the cunning fellow.

But the confinement of her wrist put an end to her actions, and she turned her head in surprise, then at her body. At the position of his arms, wrists, thighs, and ankles, the magic chains conjured up by the dense and crystal blue magical energy were imprisoning him.

She opened her mouth to howl and break the magical bonds, but the voice didn't ring as expected. A large cloud of energy ran along her lips, through her cheeks, and even to the back of her head, imprisoning her mouth as well.

Sylvanas struggled angrily, the sound heard by Darkan in front of him, and he turned his head and smiled mockingly at Sylvanas.

"I'm sorry, you can't do anything. I have given you this position so that you can look at me and witness the whole process of becoming a god......"

Sylvanas' scarlet eyes stared at him, and the latter raised an eyebrow at her triumphantly, then strode to the bottom of the crater with the little girl in his arms.

"Whew!"

Sylvanas, whose mouth was blocked by magic, bowed her head in frustration.

I was too impulsive.

In fact, the main reason why she went to Silvermoon City this time was to help her former country. By the way, look at what has become of Quel'Salas now.

As for joining the tribe...... That's all for later.

It's just that to her surprise, her former subordinate, now the regent of Quel'Salas. He was hesitant to ask her to help defend the kingdom's southern border. Then, he arranged himself and his guards aside, as if he had forgotten himself, and disappeared all day.

This was unthinkable before.

Sylvanas looked at the magic chains on her ankles and sighed again.

I came here because I was nostalgic for my old place. What I didn't expect was to see the culprit who made me look like this here!

Darkan!

Sylvanas looked up suddenly, her red eyes staring at Darkan not far away.

Don't get rid of you! How can I release the resentment in my heart?!