"I didn't expect you to respect knowledge so much, I apologize for your previous neglect, although your life is short, but your behavior is very noble!" Mordant. Yongying caressed his chest with his right hand, saluting Vanessa with an old-fashioned courtesy.

"Knowledge is priceless, and it's a waste to stay in Eresaras." She said sincerely.

For Vanessa, knowledge is power, knowledge is money, knowledge is so useful!

The upper elves immediately became excited, there was no way before, but now they can kill back, and no one will refuse.

The magic of the ninety-five mages converged, and the huge portal opened, summoning eighteen Anubisas warriors, including Osrian the Unscarred, and five obsidian destroyers in one go, and then with the help of the Belt Party, the group rushed into the side door of the former Eresaras and now the Hammer of Doom.

They don't need a key, the fist of the Anubisan warrior is the key, this ruined ancient elven city has long been devoid of magical defenses, knock down the wall, stride in and it's over.

Once home to this group of high-class elves, Eresaras were close confidants of Queen Azhara and were tasked with collecting and keeping the Queen's most precious tomes.

In the unique Elven language, they are called Sindra, which means the people of secrecy.

Sindra dutifully fulfilled the Queen's mission, but with the Battle of the Ancients 10,000 years ago, the Well of Eternity was destroyed, 80% of the land was shattered, and the remaining continent was divided into east and west.

Eresaras was initially easy to defend, but their leader, Prince Tosseldrin, came up with the idea of setting up an elaborate and massive magic circle, then summoning demons and absorbing the demon's magic to sustain the mages' daily consumption, maintain lifespan, suppress demon addiction, and envelop the entire city with magical power.

A group of high-class elves just lived a life in Erezalas, regardless of Wei and Jin.

The first few thousand years passed quite easily, belonging to the kind of "come on, be happy, there is still a lot of time anyway", but as time passed, the prescient upper elves found that something was wrong, and the magic of this unlucky demon was about to be drained!

As the leader, Prince Tosedlin can only think of a way to open up the source and reduce the cost, the open source cannot be opened, the general environment of the whole world has changed, they have lived happily for thousands of years, and they have not spent much time studying magic, and many of the magic that could be used before are now unusable because of the change in the general environment.

That would be a matter of throttling, as Prince Tosedlin raised his butcher's knife against his compatriots, and Vanessa's hired mages were the survivors who escaped when the Horde soldiers attacked the Hammer of Doom and killed Prince Tosedrin.

The Horde did not garrison the Hammer of Doom, grabbed a handful and ran, and as time passed, it became an ogre's paradise again.

A bunch of ogre fat men couldn't stop the Anubisas warriors, and with the help of the upper elven mages who had regained their magical powers, a group of people rushed into the ruined city.

The upper elves were familiar with the road, and they soon found their former home.

It's a good day at home, it's hard to go out, and when you come back to this place, a bunch of upper-class elves are sad enough.

Vanessa didn't have time to make them sad, the Anubisas warriors were not invincible, not to mention that they couldn't fight in the face of hundreds or thousands of ogres, and even if they could, if this group of upper elves didn't leave, wouldn't her efforts be in vain?

"I'll help you buy some time, but it won't be too much, please try to take the most precious ancient books with you!" She exaggerated the ogre threat and added a sense of urgency to the upper elven mages.

What she values is the knowledge in the upper elf library, maybe there are some records of the ancient Titans in it, and the remaining books can also be borrowed by the mages of Dalaran and Quel'Thalas, well, for a fee, knowledge is priceless!

All kinds of tomes and mystical tomes were scattered everywhere, and Vanessa looked around as she commanded the Anubisas warriors to defend them.

"What's this?" She picked up a book in the corner.

I looked at it casually, and then quickly flipped to the cover and found that this was a famous book, the Compendium of Dragon Slayer!

Seeing that she was a little disapproving, the upper-level elf on the side seemed to be trying to prove their own value, and explained proudly: "Don't underestimate this book, do you know how much technology is included in it?" Do you know how magnificent the final weapon will be? I'm afraid you humans haven't seen a black dragon, have you? ”

Vanessa casually stuffed the book into the hands of the upper elves: "I've disappointed you, I've seen red dragons, green dragons, and blue dragons!" Not to mention the black dragon, I have a black dragon at home, I have studied the life structure of the black dragon, and the blood in my heart and the rest of the place are the same, isn't it dragon breath and dragon blood? What a simple thing, look back at the style of this sword, and you will make me twenty! ”

She wandered around the library, and the upper elves were busy packing up their belongings, and she couldn't help much, telling Moam and Osrian the Scarless to watch the upper elves and not let them run.

She walked out of the library on her own, down the dilapidated hallway, into another courtyard.

The city isn't huge, and it doesn't take much time to walk around at a brisk pace.

Vanessa navigated the shadows, avoiding areas where ogres gathered, and visited the former residence of Prince Tosedrin.

I have to say that class is everywhere, and Sindra is also divided into high and low, because the demon can't extract much magic from him, Sindra has narrowed his actual control, and many of the mages hired by Vanessa are working on the floor in the library, and this Prince Tosedlin not only has his own independent room, but also has a large courtyard and private study.

It's a pity that the books and all kinds of items here have been taken away by the tribe, and the whole area is clean, not even the bed board is left, she looks left and right, and really doesn't see anything of value.

As she walked, she suddenly sensed an extremely faint and crazy breath of life.

Walking down what seemed to be a patio, she came to a dimly lit pit, and in the darkness where the light did not shine at all, she saw a tree, a broken and somewhat distorted form of life, if she read it right, it was what the Night Elves called a tree man.

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