Following in Liadrin's footsteps, the group returning from the Outlands detoured the path and entered the Eternal Song Forest. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The priestess seemed familiar with the roads, and she skilfully led her group out of the forest and bushes to a village inhabited by a large number of High Elves.

Sunny Breeze Village, this is the name of the place where Liadline brought them, once named.

Just from the name, you can imagine everything that has been here!

And now it was a gloomy ruin, and Sylvanas walked through the rubble, even though it was once a beautiful garden in her memory.

Many of the weary elves lay on the ground ungracefully, dirty and haggard, and Sylvanas could hardly have imagined that these were the once noble Queldore......

What happened to Quel'Thalas, Liadline had made it clear to her along the way.

After the massacre of Silvermoon City, of all the High Elves located there at the time, Liadline should be the only survivor; Although places such as Sunchase Island and Yongge Forest were also slaughtered by the undead later, at least there were many survivors; And then the brave return of the brethren from Dalaran and Lordaeron......

The priestess gathered them together in the village that had not been infested by the undead, and she spoke very lightly, but it was clear to everyone how much effort she had made......

There are also a small number of survivors on Queldanus Island, and the leader of the previous undead, Prodmore, doesn't know what he's doing on that island, so that there aren't too many other undead on the entire island to kill them...... They brought back some bad news: something was wrong with the Well of the Sun.

The Holy Well had changed, and Sylvanas had felt it from the moment of the land of Quel'Salas, and as the only mage in the group, Caponia felt it even more obviously.

According to her words, it was as if she couldn't feel the power of the Well of the Sun.

According to survivors of Queldanus Island, on the day Archmage Roman launched a suicide decapitation attack on the Well of the Sun, the light of the Holy Light suddenly dimmed, and its power faded......

No one knows what the leader of the undead, Proudmoor, did do with the Well, but they needed to prepare for the worst, the complete destruction of the Well of the Sun.

A large number of mutated High Elves have appeared in Weatherwind Village, and Liadeline calls them Heartbreakers.

Although they had temporarily escaped from the slaughter of the undead, they could not bear the torment of losing the Well of the Sun, which led to a complete mental breakdown...... Liadline couldn't bear to kill them, so she had to expel them!

Most of the pale and tired High Elves that Sylvanas had seen earlier were also for this reason.

"Let's draw magic from these magic gems as much as we can......" Liadline pulled out a small orb from her pocket, an ancient method of absorption that had been found in the tomes, and if it was better than nothing, it would at least ease the pain of being tormented by magic......

Sylvanas nodded, she was a little glad that she was a ranger and didn't have much contact with the Well of the Sun, so although it was a little uncomfortable now, it couldn't be said that it was unbearable, and as for the others, I was afraid it wouldn't be the same as her......

"What about our enemies?" She asked softly.

"The Banshee King Winnesa has led the army of the undead out of Silvermoon City and headed south, we don't know what she wants to do......"

When Liadline said the name, Sylvanas closed her eyes with some sadness.

"In addition, there are still large numbers of undead left all over Quel'Thalas...... Their leader is...... Darkan......" Liadline said with some sadness.

"Darkan, how could it be!" Lotharma jumped out suddenly: "I remember his ...... in Dalaran"

He, Liadrin, Haduron, and Darkan used to be best friends......

"He took part in Lord Romans' suicide attack on the Well of the Sun, which failed, and he was resurrected by the undead using psychic spells......"

"Damn it!" Both Lothema and Haduron were somewhat indignant.

"The threat of the undead is secondary, and there is a more critical issue......" Liadline continued.

"Trolls?" Sylvanas muttered.

"Yes, there are scouts who say that they began to converge to Zuaman from all directions a few days ago. It looks like every Amani troll is emerging from their hideouts and preparing for battle. Maybe they're going to attack us soon......"

Sylvanas looked at her frail compatriots lying on the ground, scattered and scattered in the thousands, and even fewer of them were able to fight...... With them alone, you have to deal with the attacks of the undead and trolls at the same time......

She suddenly felt a little hopeless.

"According to Quel'Salas, if the king dies in battle, the throne will be taken by the prince; If the prince is also killed in battle, the archmage will take over as regent; If the Archmage dies in battle......" Liadlin looked up at Sylvanas.

"The Ranger General will take over as Regent......"

"General Sylvanas!" Liadrin's voice was pleading.

No one knows how terrible the young pastor has been mentally tortured in the world for more than a month.

Sylvanas nodded slightly, knowing full well that Quel'Salas had reached the most dangerous moment and that someone had to step up......

"Lotherma, you'll take over my position as Ranger General!" The new regent of Quel'Salas said majestically.

"Yes, Lord Regent!" Lotherma Theron fell to one knee and saluted the elf.

"Kabonia, you're going to take over the position of the Grand Magister......"

Carbonia was visibly surprised, until Haduron nudged her gently.

"Okay, Ciel...... No, Lord Regent! ”

It was only now that the young mage had reacted, and perhaps she was the only one left after the massacre of the Silvermoon Council and the Romans' suicide attack on Queldanus after the entire Archmage of Quel'Thalas!

"Hurry here, everyone, the Ranger General Sylvanas has returned, she has agreed to take over as the regent of Quel'Thalas, and she will lead us out of our current predicament......" Liadline cried out with some joy.

Hearing the name of the regent, the weak elves surrounded him!

"Citizens of Quel'Thalas!" Sylvanas has stepped up to a high platform: "The suffering of our compatriots and the destruction of the Well of the Sun means that we will all face a new, dark time, but I am confident that we will win the final victory and we will rebuild our homeland!" ”

"From this day forward, we will no longer be High Elves!" Sylvanas paused, "In memory of the blood that has been shed throughout the kingdom, in memory of our noble compatriots, in memory of our loved ones who have died in battle...... We will receive a brand new name, and from this day forward, we swear by the noble blood that flows through us, that we are Sindore, that we are blood elves! ”

"For Quel'Thalas!" (To be continued.) )