"Great—Carl! I knew you'd be fine! ”

Ronin happily stepped forward and punched Carl in the chest.

"Of course! Don't forget that I'm the god of war! ”

Hearing Carl accept the compliment without blushing, Blox rolled his eyes on the side, his combat power is a well-deserved god of war, and bragging and boasting are also unmatched!

"What about the losses of the army?"

Carl followed Ronin to the town hall and asked Ronin about the elves. Ravenketh probably believed what Ronin said, and although he hadn't met Akmund yet, the gifts given to the elves by the second man of the Burning Legion were still fresh in their memories.

"The losses are not much. We dodged the Hellfire rain in Akmund, and only a few of the soldiers who were dragging behind were badly wounded. Akmund did not send a large number of pursuers, and Ravenketh decided to concentrate his forces on the defense of the city of Sulamah. ”

Carl shook his head, he looked at Ronin, and the red-haired mage also looked dejected. Obviously, he must have advised Ravenketh and the others to evacuate Sulama City, once the demon army attacked, the elves would not be able to resist at all...... And this suggestion must have been rejected by the consuls of Ravenkes, no, it should be Sulama.

"Then do what you're supposed to do, Ronin! We know 'history', so we know what is the best way to do it. But they are different, they are just ordinary elves, and when they face the Burning Legion, they will never understand their horrors and still have not yet been revealed. ”

"I'm just ......," Ronin was a little speechless, "I just don't want them to die in vain." Without the help of the demigods and other races, the Night Elves would never have been able to stop Akmund! ”

This is not an epic legend, nor is it a fictional story.

Countless demon soldiers, from demonic guards running on the ground to doomsday guards flying in the sky, from the rough-skinned hellfire to the weakly defended but powerful succubus imps, plus Manolos the Destroyer of Akmund, one of the unfathomable leaders of the Legion.

The strength of the Burning Legion that invaded Azeroth is simply not something that any single force in this world can contend with, and the only one that may be able to confront it is the Dragon Legion!

But both Ronin and Carl knew very well that Nesario, who was seduced by the Elder Gods, was a dangerous bomb buried in the Dragon Legion, or the kind with a huge yield!

"'History' proves that the final victory is still ours, what do you have to worry about."

Carl's joke makes Ronin smile wryly, Carl himself is a reckless time destroyer, and Ronin would rather not believe that Carl will be the one who agrees that 'history' will not change.

Ravenketh placed most of his forces in the city of Surama further ahead, leaving only a portion of his soldiers to guard his lair.

The town hall of Surama has gathered all the elven rulers in the Surama region, including the civilian heroes who have performed well in the recent wars - Malfurion, the Illidan Fury Brothers, Crassus, and Brox, and the mage's superb spells and the bravery of the orc warriors have won the respect of the elves.

"Welcome back, our hero!!"

Ravenketh stood up and bluffed his arms to Carl.

"The war isn't over yet, and Elune won't let me go back now."

Karl said with a smile, most of the elf chiefs in the hall looked tired and worried, and Karl's appearance made some people's godless eyes light up.

"War is bad for us, Carl. Is that polluter Akmund really unstoppable?"

Looking around at the elves' anxious eyes, Carl retracted his smile and said unusually solemnly:

"In terms of individual strength alone, apart from Lady Elune, there is no one in our world who can match him!"

"What about the King of the Forest?" Malfurion couldn't help but ask. Karl had asked him to seek the help of his teacher, and the druid imagined that Cenarius would be able to resist Akmund.

Karl shook his head, and the elves' faces suddenly fell. The identity of Karl's Star Messenger has been confirmed, and the elves have no doubts about Karl's words.

"Are we just going to die here?!"

Raven Keith slammed his fist into the thick table.

"The Burning Legion's goal is our entire world, and such a burden should not be borne by the Night Elves alone. We should gather all the forces of Azeroth against the Burning Legion, the Minotaurs and the Dwarves...... Even trolls! ”

"Trolls!"

Someone exclaimed! The hatred between the Night Elves and the Trolls has almost reached an irresolvable level, and even the Surama Elves who believe in the benevolent and loving Elune cannot let go of their hatred of the Trolls.

"As for Akmund, Malfurion, you can ask your teacher to help you convince a few powerful gods of the wilderness to join the rebels, so that there may be a slight chance of victory!"

Carl's clear guidance finally relieved the elves, and at the same time, they were even more convinced that Karl was the messenger sent by Elune to guide and help the elves.

"I agree!" Malfurion stood up first, "I have told my teacher about the invasion of the Burning Legion through the Emerald Dream, and my teacher has agreed to help me introduce you to the gods of the wilderness. ”

Ravenketh nodded: "In that case, then it is up to Malfurion, you to personally rush to Mount Hyjal." On behalf of Empress Azhara, please apologize to the Night Elves! The actions of the upper elves have betrayed the Elven Empire, betrayed Azhara, betrayed Azeroth! I'm sure Cenarius also understood the gravity of the matter. ”

Malfurion nodded, but in his heart he was dissatisfied with the fact that Ravenketh had put all the blame on the upper elves, and the druids still stubbornly believed that without the queen's approval, even Harvey would not be able to order the upper elves to do such a thing as summoning demons.

Ravenkes' eyes drifted over Crassus's figure, and the dragon emissary reminded him of another power he could draw on—the Dragon Legion! But neither Carl nor Crassus took the initiative to mention it, and Ravenketh had to suppress the doubts in his heart.

"Will the Guardian Dragons join the war?"

After arranging their respective responsibilities, the elven officers left the hall one after another, and when only Carl and Crassus were left, Ravenketh couldn't help but ask.

Crassus and Ronin looked at Karl almost at the same time.

"Actually, I just returned from the Dragon's Temple." Carl took a sip from his glass, "The Guardian Dragons are ready, and it won't be long before the Dragons Legion joins the fray." All the elves have to do is to preserve their living force and do their best to fight the Burning Legion. ”

"Circling?" Ravenkes' face was full of bitterness, and he glanced at Ronin, "The Great Mage once advised me to evacuate Sulama City, even with the tall walls, we can't stop the powerful demon army...... I know this very well. ”

The Crowcrow Crown's face was gloomy, this old elven nobleman who was always resolute and unyielding in front of his subordinates, and took the lead, seemed to be able to temporarily let go of the burden on his shoulders at this moment, as if he did not need that layer of cold disguise.

"Surama City is home to hundreds of thousands of inhabitants, and countless more people who have destroyed their homes by demons are rushing here. I can't...... I can't! If we leave the city, my army will not be able to protect the refugees who are many times the number of soldiers, they will be slaughtered by merciless demons!! ”

The Lord of Crow Castle was full of pain and entanglement, and in the heart of this upright lord, no matter what choice he made, it would be a test of his inner faith. Rather than risk a transfer, Raven Keith clearly prefers to make a sound choice.

"Lord Ravenkey!" Ronin suddenly shouted loudly, his voice made Ravenketh stunned, the red-haired mage's behavior was considered rude, "I understand your concerns very well. For the sake of your people, you are willing to give all your efforts for them! But—"

Ronin's blue eyes radiated an incomparably determined light.

"That's why it's all the more important for you to lead your people out of the city of Surama. Akmund's strength cannot be judged by common sense at all! Believe me, Lord Ravencrown, the Polluters will not allow an entire city to stand in the way of the Burning Legion! ”

"Why?" Ravenketh was shocked, but still wanted to know what made Ronin so afraid of Akmund.

Ronin was silent.

"Because—" Karl replied on his behalf, "because Akmund could easily destroy a castle, it only took that—"

Karl reached out, spread his fingers, and then grabbed Ravenketh in his puzzled look.

"Grab it so hard-!!" (To be continued.) )