Chapter 457: The Land of Ghosts

Darkan's wild laughter echoed through the valley.

Tyri, who landed on the ground, immediately returned to her elf form and fell directly to the ground, and Locke hurriedly stepped forward to hug her.

Turning Tyri's body to face her head-on, Locke was shocked to find that the dragon girl's face was as white as a piece of paper.

It can be seen that everything she did just now was holding on.

The battle on the ground was also coming to an end, and the undead who were not controlled by the poisonous pus were quickly wiped out under the battle of Jorad and the dwarves.

But they could only stand there and watch Darkan disappear into the air.

"He... Kill Roki..."Someone among the dwarves whispered, as if he hadn't recovered yet. Soon, someone reacted, "Darkan?? Hell yes! What kind of person is he! We're going to get revenge on him! ”

"A slave of the Lich King!" Locke took Tyri's cold hand and said expressionlessly. He half-knelt on the ground and hugged Tyri tightly in his arms.

Jorad stood beside him and looked at him and Tyri, as if he wanted to say something, but he hesitated. In the end, he could only sit next to him in frustration, looking at the battlefield in front of him without saying a word.

"Uhh

"Anvina! Anvina?! ”

Then, Carré found Roki's body surrounded by dwarves on the ground, and he panicked. Turning to sit on his knees, he grabbed the bloodied Jorald, shook his shoulders and asked.

"Where's Anvina?"

Jorad bowed his head deeply, "I'm sorry Carré, I couldn't protect Anvina, she was captured by that elf......"

"Darkan!?" Carré asked nervously, and Jorad nodded wordlessly.

Carré directly dropped the Jorad in his hand, got up and looked at the sky and shouted, and the progenitor dragon in the sky was only a small dot left.

"Avena !!!"

No matter how sad the underground Carré is, it is a pleasure to sit a dragon in the sky and cross the continent of Lordaeron. He sat cross-legged on the back of the Ancestral Dragon, a transparent magic shroud over him, shielding him from the air.

Anvena was lying quietly on her lap.

"A slender beauty like you doesn't belong in this place!" Darkan turned his head to look at the land of the Lordaeron Kingdom below, and he snorted coldly, "How can this group of short-lived ghosts be worthy of you?" ”

Touching his snow-white fingers on Anvina's face a few times, Darkan said proudly, "But don't be afraid, now I'm here to take you home!" Quel'Salas's home! ”

In the days that followed, the Ancestral Dragons crossed the mountains of Alterac, over the ruins of Andorhar, across the kingdom of Eastern Lordaeron, and through Stratholme, backed by the Abis Mountains, and appeared on the southern frontier of Quel'Thalas.

Compared to the Elven Heartland of the Eternal Song Forest, the Elven Southern Frontier is now more of a place for the Forsaken to live.

There is no light here, and the woodland is full of natural disasters and undead. Many of the Elven warriors had to fight in the ruins. Due to the gloomy environment, there are many "masterpieces" of the Scourge Legion that kill people all over the place, and it is difficult for ordinary elves to survive in this environment.

Countless elves who have died in this land, their souls cannot rest in peace. After being transformed into a ghost, he will always wander the eerie woods, telling his grievances to the living he encounters. There are also some ghosts who will act to mutilate living beings because they are jealous of the lives of the living.

This ominous land has been referred to as the land of ghosts by many elven rangers, including ordinary elves.

However, it is worth mentioning that even in such a terrifying place, the blood elves of Quel'Salas still hold on here, fighting the undead for control of the land in the ruins of temples and towns.

Even if it has been reduced to a scorched earth, it will not hesitate.

"Quel'Salas...... Darkan muttered in a low voice, "it all started here, so it should end here......

"Look, this is my hometown," Darkan said softly, caressing Anvina's head with his hand, "and you're where you were born!" ”

Anvina looked at the blackened ground with a shocked expression, and as far as her eye could see, all the trees were bare, without any leaves.

The branches of the trees were completely blackened, and the branches were in strange shapes, and layers of light gray mist shrouded the leafless woods.

Everything is so lonely and depressing.

The speed of the Ancestral Dragon's flight slowly decreased, and it circled among the mountains, gliding along a carved mountain path.

Soon, a large city appeared in front of Avena's eyes, but the city did not have any noise or popularity. It is like a city that has lost its life for a long time, ruined, restless, desolate, and full of natural disasters.

The Ancestral Dragon flew to a former High Elf temple and landed, lying on the ground and gathering its wings so that those sitting on its back could walk down the stairs like steps.

Darkan bowed slightly, and said softly to the restless Anvina, "We need to fix it here, beautiful lady." We'll move on tomorrow. ”

Anvena looked worriedly at the motionless, fully armored undead soldiers around her, and did not step off the Ancestral Dragon. Perhaps seeing Anvina's uneasiness, Darkan said to Anvena in a proud voice, "Ma'am, please don't worry, they are all my soldiers, and they obey my orders. ”

As he spoke, he took the lead in stepping off the dragon's back, pointed to the sky with his hands open, and spun around to Anvina, "This city, which now belongs to me, is called Dysom. ”

Dessom, once the largest city and fortress of the Elves of Quel'Thalas in the southern frontier region. It means 'rich' and 'mighty' in Elvish.

As a frontier city, several legions of elven rangers were once stationed here to defend the territory bordering the human kingdom of Lordaeron. As a frontier trading city, it has a steady stream of goods from the human continent to various towns in the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas.

Today, it's just a ruin, and a steady stream of Scourge undead set out from here, following the Death Scars to attack Silvermoon City and all the towns and strongholds along it.