At this moment, Moon Shadow slowly opened her eyes, her pupils disappearing, and her eyes glowed purple. Crassus and the red dragon Cleostraz, who were rushing towards Manolos in mid-air, also couldn't help but pause, looking at Manolos who was bounced away was a little incredible, as if seeing an ant single-handedly fight a dragon.

"The Well of Eternity." Crassus looked at the phantom behind Moon Shadow, his eyebrows furrowed, and he muttered.

"You mean the Well of Eternity in Esaline?" Cleostraz asked in surprise as she turned her head to Crassus. Cleostraz didn't know everything, but he felt that Crassus gave him a very affectionate feeling, like a brother hatching from a nest ......of dragon eggs.

"Well, I felt a strong breath of the Well of Eternity in that Elven Lord. It was as if he were a small well of eternity. Crassus pondered, then nodded affirmatively. In a way, his appearance and moon shadow are very imaginary, whether it is the color of the skin or the appearance of everything. The sparkle in their eyes showed that magicians were all learned and wise. He also had long silver hair, but not as flowing as Moon Shadow, his silver hair was slightly reddish, while Moon Shadow's hair was bright silver, shining like snow in Winterspring Valley. Unlike Moon Shadow, his face has a vicissitudes and fortitude that Moon Shadow does not have, which is brought to him by his ancient and long life. After all, Moon Shadow, who had only lived for a thousand years, was still very young among the near-eternal Night Elves and Dragons.

"Maybe he's special! I know you're a dragon too, and I'm curious how your disguise is as much as he imagined, and it's just him. Cloostraz flapped her wings and looked at Crassus silently with her huge dragon's eyes.

"I can't answer your question, my brother, you know." Crassus shook his head.

"I know, you don't have to say, every dragon has his secrets." Cleostraz interrupted and turned to look at Manolos, this demon was very powerful, and they couldn't underestimate his strength.

Manolos looked at Moon Shadow with surprise, surprise, and confusion in his eyes. He has always been the king of the underworld, the lord of the endless abyss. Even in the powerful Burning Legion, his strength was at the forefront, and after being introduced by Akmund to join the Burning Legion, he quickly rose to a high position in his own right. He doesn't take anyone in his eyes except the Big Three, and it is true that he has the strength. But now a bug on this small planet can give him a sense of oppression, which is difficult for him to accept.

The waters of the Well of Eternity are churning, and the waves are like tumbling beasts, and the sound is like thunder, and the momentum is like a thousand horses. Lightning and thunder over the lake were like the end of the world. The green whirlpool floating above the lake was also crumbling like a flat boat under the huge waves, Harvey was half-kneeling on the edge of the lake and looked at the light gate floating in mid-air, his eyes revealed despair, most of the upper elf mages who balanced the energy of the lake water of the Well of Eternity ran out of magic and fainted to the ground, and two unlucky guys were even swept into the lake by the rushing lake water and slid to the bottom of the lake after struggling a few times.

"Is it all going to fail?" Harveys remembered that he had become the lord of the elves, and the charming Azhara sat next to her as the queen and looked at him affectionately. And all this came to naught in an instant, and he was hung at the gates of Aisaline's city to be spit on by all the elves.

"Fool, stabilize the portal. The portal must not be allowed to fail. A loud and deep voice rang out in the portal above the Well of Eternity, and the voice was like a god with majesty, and Harveys looked like a drowning man suddenly grasping at the straw that saved his life, and his face suddenly showed a look of joy, and he hurriedly raised his head to look at the place where the voice came from.

"O Creator! Your voice is like a light in the darkness, and I will not let you down. Harveys certainly doesn't forget the voice, the one that promised him that he could give whatever he wanted and satisfy all his ambitions. Now he has no way back, if it were not for Sargeras and the Burning Legion. In addition, if the controlled Azhara comes to his senses, everything he has done will be made public. When the time comes, not to mention the desire to get the position of empress or counselor, even if it is doubtful whether it can save her life. By that time he must have been accused of being a sinner in Kadore. No elf would be willing to let him go, so his fate can be imagined.

Harvey stood up and spread his hands and began to stabilize the portal, the water of the Well of Eternity was furious and terrifying. Even though he was the pinnacle of the most powerful mage archmage in Kadore except for Azhara, soon sweat began to seep from his face, and the magic was being consumed at a rapid rate, and the energy of the Well of Eternity was repelling him, so that even if he stood next to the Well of Eternity now, he could not absorb its energy well, and his eyes made of obsidian began to lose their light. Harvey snorted and fell to his knees, but fortunately, the gradually stabilizing portal brought him a hint of joy.

Just then a violent wave swept in, and before Harvey could react, swept him into the lake. Harvey reached out and stretched out his arms to ask for help, but the raging waters quickly tore him apart. The portal began to glow like a flame, and an elegant and beautiful figure appeared on the edge of the lake. Her clothes fluttered like a goddess, and her silver hair fluttered like white spray under the waves of the Well of Eternity. She held out a kind of palm, and the raging waters of the Well of Eternity quickly calmed down, and she looked up at the portal floating above the Well of Eternity.

Needless to say, this man was Azhara, the leader of the Night Elf Empress Kadore, and she was still as beautiful and graceful as ever. It's just that the golden eyes that gave everyone hope in the past exude an ominous red light, but the red light finally slowly dissipated and turned back into a golden color like the rising sun. She squinted her eyes slightly at the portal floating above the Well of Eternity, and couldn't help but snort.

"Well done, Empress of the Night Elves." A deep and majestic voice rang out through the portal.

"I'll always get out of your control. You shameful demon. There was firmness in Azhara's voice.

"You can't, you know better than anyone how powerful I am, and as long as you surrender to me, I will give you supreme strength to satisfy all your ambitions. That would be a powerful force you can't imagine. He said lightly in a majestic voice.

"Hmph. Isn't it ridiculous that the people who slaughtered my people told me this? Azhara frowned slightly, and a sneer.

"That's just to clear the way to my visit, and don't forget that I spared all of your high-level elf servants, as well as that lovely disciple of yours." With a majestic voice, he replied slowly, without any anger.

"That's because the upper elves are still useful to you, as for the Moon Shadow." Azhara's eyes narrowed slightly; "If you dare to hit his attention, I'll let you know about the madness of Empress Cadore!!"

"It seems that our conversation was not friendly, and you will understand when it comes to Azeroth completely." A majestic and deep voice spoke, and a green light shot into the Well of Eternity, and then a transparent soul rolled up from the Well of Eternity and slowly pulled into the portal. Aishara could tell that it was the soul of her counselor, Harvis.

Asara looked at the portal, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed. She began to hate herself, she had long known that overexploiting the energy of the Well of Eternity would be harmful. But humans are creatures that are unwilling to change after getting used to a certain state, and elves are no different. I didn't expect this to be so harmful, so big that she couldn't bear it. She thought that if she hadn't been so conceited, she wouldn't have been so easily controlled by demons if she hadn't been so conceited and ran to the Well of Eternity to check on herself.

It's a green space, and there's a green mist around it, so you can't tell if it's up, down, left, or right. Moon Shadow notices that he's here again. He didn't know when he was here, he remembered who he seemed to be fighting. By the way, he was fighting the demon's captain, Manolos, and later he was injured and ran out of mana, so he started using Awakening to restore mana. Then the awakening began to become out of his control, and he lost consciousness.

"Friend, we're meeting again." A male-female voice interrupted Moon Shadow's train of thought, and the green mist swirled in front of him to form a soft female cheek.

"Some days I don't feel like you're conscious." Moon Shadow looked into the eyes of the cheeks of the Well of Eternity's consciousness.

"Yes, the demon that twists the void is coming, I was suppressed some time ago, and it was only today that I took the opportunity to break free from the shackles and escape. The original Well of Eternity has been polluted so badly that if I stay any longer, my consciousness will be polluted, and I will now inhabit the space within you. The consciousness of the Well of Eternity explained slowly, and his voice was without the slightest emotion, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him.

"I've already encountered demons, and there are a lot of them." Moon Shadow's brows furrowed.

"The upper elves used my energy to create a portal, and those demons who twisted the void came through the portal." The consciousness of the Well of Eternity answers.

"How dare the upper elves do this without the empress's orders? Could it be said. Moon Shadow shook her head. He began to think of Malfurion's dream, which began on the Well of Eternity. At first, the surface of the water was calm, and soon a large whirlpool formed in the middle of the water. In the depths of the whirlpool, many creatures suddenly appeared, some harmless, others with malicious intentions. Most of them don't realize that they come from another world, another dimension of time. They spread out in all directions, fleetingly. Then, the maelstrom vanished, and Malfurion stood in Esaline, a corpse strewn about. The city was slaughtered, not a single small insect was left. There is nothing left of the once glorious city. The bones of the elves, charred, cracked, were everywhere. The stench of corpses permeated the city.

Now that Malfurion's dream had come true, he had suspected that it had something to do with Azhara, and although he didn't say it because of his own connection, Moon Shadow could hear what he meant. After all, the upper elves are only loyal to the Empress.

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