Dealing with Elune, the god of the moon, is equivalent to solving the biggest obstacle after Ainan returns to Azeroth. That way, he was free to do something else.

In the time since he left Azeroth, the situation in the eastern continent where the Terrans are located has changed dramatically.

The raging undead plague wiped out the kingdom of Lordaeron, and under the leadership of Arthas, the undead attacked from all sides, stirring up the seven northern kingdoms.

At first, many people were still watching from the sidelines, gloating over Lordaeron's fall, but it didn't take long for them to stop laughing. Having wiped out most of Lordaeron's resistance, Arthas's army of the undead has grown in a terrifying size.

Think about how many people have died in the hundreds of years since Lordaeron was founded, and what kind of catastrophe will this shuddering force bring when these spirits are awakened by the sorrow of frost in Artsard?

Originally, at the beginning of the outbreak of the undead natural disaster, the strength of the seven northern countries was far stronger than that of Arthas, if their reaction could be faster, the small calculations could be less, and the army could attack more decisively, with the difference in strength between the two sides at that time, the seven northern countries could easily nip the undead natural disaster in the bud. Helplessly, each country has its own calculations, and always wants to see the jokes of the Lordaeron Kingdom, pulling the kingdom of the head of the seven northern kingdoms from the position of the boss, resulting in missing the warplane. When the army of the undead in Arthas becomes the climate, it is no longer easy to destroy the undead scourge.

When countless undead dragged their decaying bodies and rushed from the borders of Lordaeron into their own country, the nobles of the human kingdoms were horrified to find that a terrifying monster had grown right around them, under their noses. This monster hates all living beings, it spreads plagues, turns the living into dead, turns the dead into monsters, and destroys everything with monsters.

So, the nobles panicked.

Fearing that they themselves too would become undead, and that the power they now had would be taken away from them, they finally united. They began to assemble armies and join forces to resist the invasion of the undead Scourge.

However, at this time, they remembered that it was too late to unite, Arthas was already in power, and the number of undead was dozens of times more than the human alliance, how could they resist it?

If the magical capital of Dalaran had not been attacked by Akmund the Tainted, and had a sufficient number of mages who were good at high-damage group attack magic, it would have been the nemesis of the Scourge Legion, which really relied on numbers to form an advantage. It's a pity that the reality has no ifs, in the last war of the orc invasion, Dalaran has been destroyed, and the number of human mages has plummeted, and there is no longer a mage legion to come.

As the saying goes, rare things are precious, and the rarer things are, the more they are valued.

If there are too few mages, the more the nobles who have their effectiveness will be afraid that something will happen to the mages. These mages, who possess supernatural powers and are supposed to use their best abilities on the front lines of war, have been hidden by the nobles, taken with them, and stayed in the rear where there is no war to protect the nobles themselves.

In the eyes of the aristocracy, they were justified in doing so. There are not many mages in the Terrans now, and it is easy for them to recruit one to work for their family, of course, it is impossible to send them to the dangerous front line of war, if they fall, it will be a big loss to their family. As for the consequences of not sending mages to the front, the nobles couldn't care so much.

What the?

You say there aren't enough mages and soldiers in front of you to stop the undead Scourge like a tidal wave?

The nobles said: The commoners are rotten, what does it matter if they die. As long as my family's interests are not harmed, I will care so much about you.

You said you had to have a mage to restrain the Scourge Legion's Sea of the Undead tactics?

The nobles would say, "I didn't say that I wouldn't let the mage go to the front line of the war, the guy who proposed it, don't you have a mage in your family, you can let your mage go up first." ”

At this moment, the selfish faces of the nobles were undoubtedly revealed.

Once interests are involved, things cannot be done from the perspective of IQ.

Didn't the aristocrats know the consequences of doing that?

No.

They know it very well.

Don't the nobles understand the dangers of the undead natural disasters?

No.

They know better than anyone else.

But these nobles who knew the consequences of what they had done and understood the dangers of the undead natural disaster, for their own interests, in order to keep the strength of their family from being damaged, they insisted on holding down the cards in their hands and not playing them, and regarded the lives of the alliance soldiers who were fighting bloodily in front of them like mustard, until the situation was eroded to the point of no control.

Just ask, people like this, classes like this, what is Ainan doing with them?

When a moth, or a hind leg?

Perhaps the moment the Scourge breaches their territory, slaughters their families, and plunges their blades into their chests, these nobles will die with remorse, regretting why they have sat back and watched the undead scourge grow for their own selfish gain. It's just that it was too late to say anything.

Arthas led the Scourge of the Dead to almost flatten the Seven Northern Kingdoms, and personally pushed the aristocratic class that had been attached to the human race for hundreds of years to suck blood into the abyss of destruction. It's really ironic to think about his status as the former Prince of Lordaeron, the top nobleman in the human ruling class.

The human armies are fighting fewer and less, the Scourge is fighting more and more, and as Arthas occupies more and more land, the number of undead awakened by the magic of frost sorrow explodes. Just as the remaining human resistance was in a desperate situation, Arthas suddenly led the army of the undead to the north, heading straight for the High Elves in Silvermoon.

Speaking of which, Ainam was also a man of vengeance, and Arthas's northward advance was his revenge on the High Elves.

For thousands of years, the High Elves have been secretly controlling humans, treating them as their vassal race. Finally there was an Egwene in the Council of Tirisfa, and the female mage, with the help of Ainan and Merip, one of the founders of the Council, destroyed the Council of Tirisfa, and cut off the claws of the High Elves reaching into the Terrans. As a result, the High Elves who had been taught a lesson did not give up, and sent the female elves of the clan to approach the high-ranking and young people in power in the human race, completely ignoring Ainan's existence. They were doing this with contempt for Ainand, and if Ainan hadn't slapped them in the face, wouldn't the world have underestimated him?

Ainan slapped hard enough that the High Elves paid a heavy price for what they had done. The elves' vaunted web did not work as well as it should, and under the counterwaters of Darkan, the speaker of the council, the High Elves who suddenly failed to function were killed by the undead army of Arthas. Countless undead were like raging seas, and the undead who poured into the Silver Pine Forest drowned everything, most of the High Elves were killed and wounded, and even the royal city of Silvermoon City was reduced to ruins.

The fall of Silver Moon City is not the most sad for the High Elves, after all, the city can still be built after it is destroyed, and with the wealth accumulated by the High Elves for thousands of years, they can still get the money to build a new city even if they are down. What really made the High Elves weep was the contamination of the Sunwell, which was regarded by the High Elves as a source of strength, a source of energy, and the core of the magic web, and its energy was no longer pure the moment Arthas put the body of Kel'thugad into the bath. The death energy left behind by the Lich in the Sunwell makes it unusable for the living, unless you want to turn into an undead.

A High Elf without a sunwell is like an earthling who suddenly loses his power, and that's a person who can't adapt. Originally, there were not many high elves who escaped the ravages of the undead, and half of these people who escaped the dead lost their minds because of the relationship between the sun well, and half of the population went away. When the elven prince Kael'thas came back to preside over the overall situation and gathered the clansmen, he found that the number of remaining clansmen was less than half of what he was before the invasion of the natural disaster, and he almost didn't let Kael'thas be blocked by a sulk.

In order to remember this disaster, and to make himself and his people remember the shame of this time, Kael'thas changed the name of the High Elves. Since then, there have been no High Elves in Silvermoon City, and some are only Blood Elves who are determined to take revenge.