Late autumn in Sulama is somewhat chilly.

Despite its proximity to the center of the world and the warm monsoon winds from the ocean make winter almost non-existent in the archipelago, it is a magical world, and the climate alone does not dictate the temperature changes in this world.

Whether it's mystical magic or rather non-"scientific" engineering, there are many ways to easily achieve a wide range of cooling or heating needs, long before the War of the Ancients, the druids of the Elven Empire have begun to use natural energy to intervene in agriculture to ensure that they get enough food to feed most people.

In short, this is a magical world, and many things cannot be handled by simple "common sense".

Surama in late autumn can be called the most beautiful place in Azeroth, patches of red maple leaves fall on the desolate land, like a blanket, to this 10,000 years ago, because of the explosion of the Well of Eternity and tortured by the earth put on a "new clothes", strolling on the maple covered land, walking in the ruins left by the ancient elven empire, looking at the sculptures covered with vines, you can vaguely see the grand scene of the elven empire in its heyday.

It was, after all, one of the most glorious eras of Azeroth's civilization.

And Sulama, once the center of that glorious civilization, is the jewel of Queen Aishara, the queen's favorite city, and the queen has enjoyed the beauty of the falling maple leaves here more than once in this ancient land.

But now, all that remains is the wreckage, and the beasts that inhabit the wreckage, and in the early years, there were the withered spellers who had been expelled from Surama in this wilderness, and those beings who desperate for magic were like walking corpses, and the slightest fluctuation of magic power was enough to attract monsters like corpses.

However, in recent years, the number of withered spells has been greatly reduced, on the one hand, the Burning Legion has been stationed in Sulama, and the demons have used the witherers to conduct all kinds of experiments, or simply extract their chaotic souls as materials for evil spells, on the edge of Sulamar City, in the huge canyon created by the explosion of the Well of Eternity, a huge outpost belonging to the demons has been completed, and the land covered by evil energy is like a greedy beast, constantly devouring the lives and souls of those pathetic withers.

On the other hand, the increasingly rampant "slave trade" is also an important factor in the decline in the number of law-wielding people.

About 4-5 years ago, the patrol guards of Sulama City spotted some strange High Elves wandering outside Sulama City, they were like professional soldiers, driving small warships powered by magic, docking on the coastline of Sulama, and then a few people, scattered across the entire plain, looking for the Night Child Elves who had been expelled from the city by the rulers of Sulama City, but had not yet fallen into the withered ones.

The slave traders would use their magic to lure the Night Suns who had been expelled from the city and bring them aboard their ships, and after collecting a sufficient number of Night Sun Elves, the slave traders would disappear into the ocean in their boats, and after a few months, they would reappear.

Because of these strange High Elves, almost none of the nearly 1,000 Night Child Elves who have been expelled from the city in recent years have become Withered, but these bold High Elves have not always been so honest, and in the past few years, they have planned several raids, the largest of which was that these High Elves even disguised themselves as the Children of the Night and infiltrated the city of Sulama, where they lit a fire and took advantage of the chaos to loot nearly 1,500 Night Child civilians at a time.

No one knows where those Night Children were taken, and no one knows why these High Elves are so crazy about capturing the Night Children, but the strength of these "slave catchers" is indeed very strong, under the instruction of the Grand Magus Elisandr, the Twilight Guards of Sulama City have set traps against them several times, but they have all been escaped by those High Elves because of the strength gap.

Originally, the enraged Archmagus planned to personally deal with the High Elf slave hunters who did not know the height of the sky, but due to the sudden arrival of the Burning Legion demons, the Archmagus gave up this idea.

But to this day, the slave hunting teams of the High Elves still haunt some areas of the Sulama Plain, and the terrifying legends about those "vicious white elves" are also circulating in Sulama City, so that some children and women of the Night do not even dare to go out alone at night... It's a haunt.

And today, these High Elf rangers who relied on their agility to "do nonsense" on the Sulama Plains have encountered an unwarranted disaster... To be precise, it was they themselves who provoked opponents who they couldn't afford to provoke.

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"Ahh

In the hidden valley of the Sulama Plains near Sulama City, the last High Elf Ranger who tried to escape was struck by the shadow lightning that struck from behind, and the extremely corrosive shadow power wrapped around the Ranger's body like a poisonous snake, completely squeezing his life force out almost instantly, and the scorching and poisonous Shadow Fire easily burned the Ranger's corpse, so that this fresh life, in just a few seconds, turned into ashes fluttering in the wind.

The frail Queen of Salorath looked at the fresh life force she had squeezed out of her hands, the green life energy was like a stream of fresh water, swaying between her five fingers, and the extremely miserable-looking Lady of Shadows did not dare to delay, she turned around and limped towards the camp set up by the rangers in the valley.

It was a small camp of 5 people, and it was supposed to be the place where these High Elf slave catchers had stayed, but now the five rangers, along with the more than 20 marauded Night Child Elves trapped in the valley, had been completely reduced to ashes.

Their life force is being held in the hands of Queen Salorath.

And the Lady of Shadow wants to use this precious life force to renew the life of her seriously injured sister, the high-ranking warlock Oresses.

A few days ago, they had gone through a terrible battle...

On the day that the mad Hela raised an army and attacked the Titan Guardian Odin, and on the day that the rolling Undead Tide swept through the Viku Sanctuary, the Ereda Twins and their Evil Lords also mixed in Hela's Undead Tide and stormed Odin's fortress of Valagar.

And that's where the disaster began.

"Sister, come, open your mouth."

Queen Salorath's face still has black marks smashed by the energy bombardment, her body is covered with wounds, her left leg seems to have a serious fracture, and the most terrible thing is that a Titan power is mixed in her body, preventing the evil energy from healing her injuries, not only seriously affecting Queen Salorath's health, but also greatly reducing her combat effectiveness.

But compared to the high-level warlock Oresses, who had fainted at this time, Queen Salorath was lucky.

Salorath clearly remembers that the two sisters, taking advantage of the death match between Odin and Hela, obtained the shield of Agrama from Odin's treasury, and were discovered by Odin, the crazy guardian threw the thunder lightning on their heads with all his might, and the unsuspecting twins were trapped in the thunder in an instant, but then Hela destroyed the power center of the Valagar fortress, causing the entire fortress to fall into the sea in a roar.

In the midst of that war, Oreses was unfortunately struck head-on by the enraged Odin with a lightning bolt and passed out on the spot, and Queen Salorath escaped from the hellish battlefield alone with the extremely important shield of Agrama and her unconscious sister, which was a very hard journey... And Hela's bitch seems to have repented!

She killed Odin with the help of the Legion, but sent her own Valkyrie to hunt down the Ereda Twins who had taken the shield of Agrama, forcing the Twins to walk all the way to the coastline, and it took several days to get rid of the difficult Valkyries and return to the Sulamar wilderness.

"Sister... Ahem. ”

The high-level warlock Oresse, who was awakened from the coma, opened her eyes with difficulty, and when she opened her mouth, she emitted a wisp of black smoke that was charred, which meant that Odin's lightning power was still in Oresse's body, and if it was not removed, it would be difficult for the high-level warlock to recover his health in a short time.

"Sister, it hurts..."

The red-skinned high-level warlock said pitifully, which made Queen Salorath very distressed, the two sisters were connected, and in fact, Queen Salorath could feel the pain on her sister without Oreses opening her mouth.

She knelt on one knee and gently poured the green life energy in her hand into Oreses's mouth, as the energy of 27 lives merged into her body, the face of the high-level warlock became a little ruddy, but she still did not get rid of the torture of injuries in her body.

"Sister, Agrama's Shield! Is it still there? ”

Orethes asked with difficulty, and Queen Salorath nodded, and she looked at the storage ring on her finger, and she whispered:

"Don't worry, Oresse, we worked so hard to get it out, I won't just throw it away..."

Speaking of this, the Lady of Shadows couldn't help but rub her forehead, she sat down next to her sister, letting her weak sister lean on her legs, she recalled the battle of the previous days, the scene of the battle seemed to be imprinted in her mind, so real, so unforgettable, that in the occasional break, Queen Salorath couldn't help but remember how the two sisters managed to escape with their lives in such a terrible battle...

But every detail is so clear, from the predicament they fall into, to the final escape on the battlefield where Odin and Hela, who have fought to the death with all their might, everything is as if it were yesterday.

"We're underestimating Hela."

Queen Salorath said with some reluctance:

"We also underestimated Odin, the top Titan Guardian has no less power than the Fraudster himself, this time the action is really too reckless, if we are not lucky enough, I am afraid we will be buried in the fallen Valagar Fortress... Even, really die there. ”

"yes."

With her eyes closed, the high-ranking warlock Oresses, who was seizing every minute and every second of rest, also whispered:

"Those memories, those battle scenes, it's terrible... I can still feel the pain as Odin slashed my body with lightning and nearly shattered my soul... It hurts so much. ”

"This world, sister, those Nasrezm are right, this world is too mysterious! We shouldn't be here for too long. ”

"But the hardest time is over, my sister."

Stroking her sister's hair, Queen Saloras said:

"We have obtained the shield of Agrama, now we just need to go back to Sulama City, contact our mentor, and tell the fraudsters everything here, even if our mission is completed, we can leave here and go back to Argus, and never come to this evil world again!"

"Don't let the Nasrezms know we've got the Agrama Shield, sister!"

The weakened Aureses gritted her teeth and said:

"Once they know, they will certainly do everything they can to take the Pillar of Creation from us, and even set a trap of death behind our backs, and we must be vain, Tikdios and Banazal, who are loyal to the fraudsters... They are a force we can count on! ”

"Yes, they are! Don't worry, sister. ”

Queen Salorath smiled at her sister, and she whispered:

"I have sent a message to Banazar that he and Tikdios will soon be here to meet us, the most difficult period is over, rest quickly and recuperate."

In the wilderness of Sulama, in this hidden valley, the badly wounded high-ranking sorcerer Oresses fell asleep, while Queen Salorath leaned against the stone wall, she used shadow magic to lay several surveillance barriers, and in her exhaustion, the Shadow Daughter also planned to take a nap, but as long as she closed her eyes, she could recall the battle between Hela and Odin...

It was the battle she had seen with her own eyes, when she was hiding in the shadow of the ruins of the crashing shore of the Valagar Fortress, the godlike sea war, the explosive power of Odin, the form of the doomsday hydra that Hela fused with death, all the horrors seemed to be reproduced before her eyes again.

With each memory, the hidden details become clearer.

All this... It's all so real.

It's as if it's within reach.