"Need help, hurry, or it'll be too late."

"Who is it? Who's where? ”

Sylvanas came to a field of golden wheat, with waves like an ocean. A falcon landed on her shoulder. Some of the eagles had a pinch of blue hair on the top of their heads, and she tried to smooth it with her hands, but she was dodged. Sylvanas then noticed that the eagle's eyes were shining and reflecting on her face.

"I need your help, quickly, or it'll be too late."

"Probably a dream," Sylvanas was sure that she had sent Shane and her sister away at night, but she did not reject the clear dream, but had a sense of intimacy.

"Who do you want me to help? Little one," she teased Hayabusa's chin.

"Help"

Sylvanas couldn't make out the name.

"Sister, it's coming, it must get out of here"

There was a voice, and Sylvanas looked down to see a rabbit talking.

"He's coming"

"What's coming?"

Sylvanas asked, and the sky over the golden wheat field suddenly cracked like glass, and a beast with skin like rust poked its head through the cracked sky.

"Dragons?"

It was indeed a dragon, but it was not the same as all the dragons Sylvanas remembered. The dragon's scales seem to be corroded, and the breath carries destruction.

"You are not the only ones who are saved, so let's fall together to the end"

The dragon spoke, and a gray-blue breath erupted from its mouth, like a crumbling plasma, and the earth was split in two, and Sylvanas looked up at the falcon that was about to speak out, but found that he could not speak, and the reflection in the eagle's eyes was scattered like sand.

"Huhuhu, did it turn out that sleeping on his stomach overwhelmed his chest?"

Sylvanas jerked over from the bed and sat up, sweating even though it was a little cool.

"What a terrible dream," she got up, found a glass of water at the bedside and took a few sips. Thinking about the dream just now, I didn't feel sleepy.

She walked to the window and pushed it open, and the blue moon was floating on the sea. As soon as the wind blows, the mind immediately clears.

"I always feel that something is wrong, something bad will happen." Sylvanas thought, "Is it Aurelia?" ”

I always felt that Aurelia was a little wrong today, and she didn't do anything unexpected.

Isn't it good to be safe and secure? It's because it's so stable that everything is wrong. Sylvanas blew the evening breeze for a while, and then lay back into bed, thinking that it might not be Aurelia's business, but she couldn't think of anything wrong, and she couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning.

That dream had been lingering in her mind.

In the morning, after saying goodbye, Shane and Winresa teleported away, and Sylvanas absentmindedly went to her command post, and that dream disturbed her during the day, and she thought about what might most likely be Shane's business.

At this moment, a black shadow quickly swept across the ground, accompanied by a long chirping eagle cry. The elf jerked her head, and a white griffin flew south. The Ranger's Eagle Eye instantly recognized the elf on the griffin's back.

"The female elf," Sylvanas awoke suddenly, "Does the bad thing mean Aurelia?" She was so angry that her hair stood on end, and she quickened her pace and rushed to the command room.

"Where's Theron?"

"Master Theron hasn't arrived yet."

"Then urge him to hurry up, within five minutes, I will see him."

"Yes, the subordinates will call him"

"And the Legion Mage is also called."

"Yes, my subordinates will go."

Sylvanas sat in her commanding seat, tapping her fingers impatiently on the table, and the sound of a ranger's footsteps slowing down the hallway. Lotherma-Theron could feel his anger through the shot, and he walked in softly and slowly.

"General"

"Theron, the aftermath here is left to you, the council will send someone to contact the rest of the matter, and you don't need to go to the negotiation in person."

"Well, what's wrong?" Sharon asked cautiously.

"What's going on? Nothing happened, that's it, I'm going to be away for a while. I've done the war, and now I'm going to go about my own business. That's it. ”

Sylvanas departed in a huff, heading for the Hammer Dwarf's quarters. Lotherma-Theron and a few of her attendants cowered after her, trying to see what was going on.

A few of them were a little later than Sylvanas, and as soon as they arrived at the Hammer Dwarven camp, Sylvanas threw one of the dwarves into the ground.

"Okay, you win, go pick one inside, but the one that Aurelia rode away must be returned. Yesterday I kindly taught her, but today I just ran away on one. ”

The dwarf chattered and reluctantly gave Sylvanas a set of saddles and bridles.

"Where's the mage?" Sylvanas shouted to the attendants who followed him.

"Miss Sylvanas, is there anything I can play for?"

The Legion Mage is the mage who created the Arcane Bomb and blew up the orcs, from the mage group of the Dawn Blade.

"I know, there is a way to connect you with the White Tower, you teleported me there."

"We do have a related method for this and that, but we only determine the general direction of the text, I'm sorry, the White Tower is not open to me, but it's still okay to teleport a distance with my ability."

"Then get ready, right?"

Sylvanas said this, and after repairing the dwarf who was guarding the corral, she calmed down and remembered once again that she was alone and restless at night, and it was most likely not Aurelia but about Shane.

It wouldn't be long before she became familiar with a griffon, and when she was able to handle it, the mage's side was ready.

"It's a teleportation circle, and while I'm not bad at it, you'll need to take a little risk, ma'am, and maybe teleport to the sea," a mage who specializes in making explosions, he thinks he's done everything he can.

Sylvanas nodded, mounted his griffon, and rode to the center of the circle.

"Teleportation is coming, look at me, yaaa

Each mage's skills are different, but this one's whole body trembled as if she had been electrocuted, and the babbling sound she made upset her.

Just as he was thinking about whether to say a word, the world suddenly turned, and the scenery in front of Sylvanas changed, and the wind whined in his ears, and he seemed to see a rotating blue curtain in his vision.

'Down there is the sea!' I'm rushing to the surface of the sea' The spatial consciousness was quickly restored, and the elf pulled the reins tightly, and the griffon's neck was pulled up by her, and she fluttered a few times to get her balance.

"So where should I go?" She circled in the air and found a trail of arcane energy, the remnants of the Great Arcanon left in the air by the White Tower. She looked at the sun and flew south after the remnants of the Arcane.