Avalon, the elven's last place of hope, is a lonely island with seven elven cities, which have been locked in a centuries-long melee after the collapse of the elven court.

Many elves have died at the hands of their own people, and like humans, there are individuals among these elves who have been bewitched by chaos.

And the biggest secret of the elves is that on this island, there is a fallen city established by the corrupt elves, the eighth city - the city of desire shrouded in the belief of Slaanesh, and nearly half of the elves who were smuggled into the Old World as slaves were resold by the corrupt elves of the city of desire.

When Avalon was first founded, it launched a campaign to completely destroy the City of Desire, but in that war, tens of thousands of brave and skilled elven warriors died on the battlefield, and hundreds of elven mages died in the battle, and the final result was only to make the corruptors of the City of Desire retreat and rebuild the City of Desire further west along the coast.

Hedonism once swept the Elven royal court, and although there was no Chaos Evil God intervening in this world at that time, the luxurious lifestyle of the elves continued in Avalon, and it became the biggest loophole when Slaanesh corrupted the elves.

Avalon suffered heavy losses in the war, but it was their own internal problems that really stopped these elves, and Slaanesh's faith spread to Avalon through the war, or they were not able to get rid of Slaanesh's threat from the beginning.

Morias, the new Slaanein champion, has woven a web across the Old World through his superpowers, and Avalon's City of Desire is Morias' new home base.

The Slaanesh Champion was on his way to the City of Desire on the Europa Empire's new battleships, nine of which Maurias had secretly taken out of forty-two battleships.

When Morias defected to Chaos in the ring, he had already informed his unknown staff to carry out a contingency plan, and until now, there are still many human players who serve Morias in various names without knowing it.

Morias, who is familiar with the rules of capitalism, can hide his vast wealth by means of cross-shareholding and subcontracting, and naturally he can use the same means to remotely control these employees who are rooted in the Europa Empire.

The captain of the battleship still thought that he was carrying out the Navy's orders, exploring the waters near Avalon, and giving the elves a deterrent.

However, the road was calm, not to mention the elves, not even a single fish could be seen, and he patrolled the nearby seas according to the charts provided by the Admiralty, and he vaguely felt that his actions were a bit risky, because the lookout had just reported that he had seen the coastline in the distance.

As a large battleship eighty meters long, the captain was instinctively reluctant to approach the shoreline, but when Morias, who had been living in the cabin, appeared on deck, the will of mortals did not matter.

"Go to the Capital of Desire." Morias smiled at the captain, and he was very charming.

The captain fell in an instant, and his eyes straightened and he repeated: "Go to the capital of desire!" ”

He refused to take his eyes off for a second, looking greedily at Morias's face until the wax that seemed to melt from his sockets flowed out of his eyes.

When Morias's warship appeared in the harbor of the Capital of Desire, the whole city reverberated with a silver bell, like a shy girl finally meeting her beloved love.

"It's time for the elves to find their destiny!" Morias stepped down the steps made of the crew's stacked bodies, and the player at the bottom was killed instantly, but the others still jumped off the side of the ship like moths to the fire, scrambling to pile up.

The Corrupt Elves of the City of Desire also gathered in the harbor, naturally prostrate on the ground, and when the last crew member rolled to the ground, they took their place, building a smooth path for Morias to the interior of the city.

Behind Morias, on the deck of the battleship, a portal to the subspace continued to absorb the energy emitted by the City of Desire, and one by one the strange-shaped Slaanesh dependents walked out of it and followed Morias into the City of Desire.

Galadriel, who was far away in Shabak City, naturally did not know Avalon's predicament at this time, and she was confused by the attitude of the Emperor of Europa.

I don't know why, this Reinhardt Majesty was unusually polite to her today, which once made Galadriel think that it was Avalon's pressure on the Europa Empire that caused the human emperor's attitude to change.

"Avalon's attitude is clear, Your Majesty, we are looking forward to working with the Europa Empire." Galadriel sat next to His Majesty Reinhardt and watched today's game: "If only you can let me go back and explain the misunderstanding that happened before." ”

In the ring, the five Loess District players cooperated tacitly and were crushing the Europa players competing on the same stage with absolute strength, and the scene made the Europa senior officials in the entire box fall into silence, and Galadriel also subconsciously lowered his voice when he spoke.

His Majesty Reinhardt watched the game below with blank eyes, the elf's voice seemed to come from the sky, and his attention was not on the ring at all, but on adapting to the new means of communication.

The Torchwood finally came up with a portable magical communication device that could replace the player's communication system, the main body of which was worn on His Majesty Reinhardt's wrist, and the special crown provided him with a virtual screen that only he could see, and he could browse the forum that Torchwood had just built.

In the ring, the victory and defeat were clearly determined with the last Europa player being pierced through the heart by the loess player, and the spectators in the stands had already lost their former anger, and as the game progressed, they had become accustomed to seeing the scene of the loess players killing and killing.

After all, the venue is its own venue, the referee is its own referee, and the most brutal trio in the Loess District is still in a state of isolation and has not come to bully people, in this case they are still not opponents in the Loess District, and there is nothing to be angry about.

And it's not just themselves who are being beaten, the Mao Federation and the American imperialists also lose more and win less when they encounter players in the loess area, and no one laughs at anyone, not to mention that the EU people have long been accustomed to this status quo in reality, and as the arrogance of the first game is exhausted, the public's hearts are also accustomed to this fact.

Galadriel didn't wait for the answer she wanted, but she became more and more eager to negotiate with the Seris, who she watched as the Europa stumbled in the ring, broken by the Seris.

The whole process made this elf can't help but think of the fall of the elven royal court, which was consumed little by little by the dragon guardian family in the first place, right?