The Black Coast is called the Black Coast because the towering Phewood and Hyjal Sacred Mountains block the sun's rays most of the time, making the coast look dim. In the night, the charm of the Black Coast is fully reflected, and she is as thin as a night chrysanthemum at midnight. Fresh and beautiful

The Burning Legion was fast, and they were on the side of the city the day after the rebels retreated to Moonshadow. But fortunately, Moon Studios' defense is strong enough, and the two sides are at a stalemate. The demons could not enter the city, but the elves did not dare to go out of the city to fight. On the third day, the demon's army began to storm the city, and the battle lasted for a full day and a night. However, a large number of elven archers played a very big role, and in the end, the elves completed the defense. But the whole day and night of fighting still dragged everyone down, and if there was another attack of the same intensity, everyone would probably not be able to hold on.

All the elves are using their precious time to recover, especially the moon guards who guard the enchantment, who have almost drained their mana. They will most likely not have the strength to face the next battle again, and the civilians in the protective city without the enchantment will become very dangerous.

Moon Shadow has been fighting with her soldiers on the city walls for almost most of the past few days, as have the other higher-ups. Over the course of a few months, a large number of Kadore's territories had been invaded, and the Black Coast had essentially become the last of the Night Elves' territory. Especially not long ago, an earth-shattering roar resounded in the sky. There was a sense of sadness and despair in his voice.

Many elves were speculating about what kind of creature could make such a huge roar. The voice came from far away, but the mournful roar lingered for a long time, like that of a god. That night, Moon Shadow used the leaves from earlier to contact Cenarius, and the Lord of the Forest told him the truth, and the Boar People had fallen to the demigod Immortal Agamagan. Although Agamagan was one of the strongest creatures for tens of thousands of years, he was eventually defeated by Manolos, and his blood was spilled on the land he protected. Moon Shadow is a little embarrassed, demigods are all legendary beings. For tens of thousands of years, they were basically the highest combat power in Azeroth, but I didn't expect that the demons of the Burning Legion could be killed by demigods. If the demigods had agreed to join forces to attack Aisaline and destroy the portal, perhaps everything would not be as passive as it is now.

However, the death of Agama the Immortal seems to have played a role, and the demigods agreed to unite against the Burning Legion. Cenarius informed him that he would soon be leading the other demigods into battle.

Lunaris was busy alone in the lab, without the energy of the Well of Eternity, and the mages were slow to regenerate their magic. For the next battle, he prepared to create a batch of potions to restore magic and healing, although for thousands of years he spent much of his time studying the stone tablets he collected. But he still dabbled a little in alchemy and enchantment, and some other miscellaneous sciences. And the materials are very complete, basically planted in his inner space.

Ancient and mysterious runes floated through Moon Shadow's eyes, and ripples like water began to appear around her body. The scene in front of him quickly receded, and he appeared in the inner space. After a thousand years, the space has grown like a small world, and even the Moon Shadow is not that big. What began as a small fountain has grown into a lake with a life-like green glow. The golden oak trees around the lake have also become taller, with dense foliage and towering into the sky. The trunk of the tree is even thicker, like a pillar that supports the sky. Some of the thick roots even protruded into the lake, and now it could no longer be called an oak tree, and the whole tree exuded a sacred aura more like a sacred tree. On the other side of the lake, the sword of the master, which was about 100 meters high, also became very strange, and the runes on the sword body kept flickering, and the cold air was awesome.

The sky also became higher, and some clouds froze. It was no longer possible to see the barriers of space with the naked eye, but Moon Shadow could still feel everything in this space, and here he could control everything like a creator god. The space has a regular alternation of light and darkness, just like a real world.

There are all kinds of plants growing on the ground, which he has transplanted over the years. Compared to earlier times, the survival rate of plants in the space has become very high. Plants will no longer be infested with gold as before. The herbs that have grown here are very peculiar, and they can be used to make potions that can be doubled. Aside from the fact that there are no animals, this is a real world, and the reason why there are no animals here is because Moon Shadow is afraid that they will destroy the herbs they grow. The herbs here are all very precious, and each one of them was found by Moon Shadow.

Moon Shadow took a deep breath, and when she woke up some time ago, she poured a large amount of magic essence into it, so that now the inner space was filled with a large amount of energy. In the time of collecting the elixir in Moonshadow, he quickly regained his recently depleted magical spirit, and he couldn't help but be shocked. The herbs needed were quickly gathered, and Moon Shadow breathed a sigh of relief, the runes flashed in his eyes, and he quickly returned to the lab again. The red and blue liquid in several cauldrons was boiling, which were half-finished life potions and magic potions. Moon Shadow took out the herbs she had just gathered, sorted them into the grinding, and put them into the cauldron of boiling potions one by one.

The potion in the cauldron quickly glowed, and Moon Shadow breathed a sigh of relief that it was finally done. The next step is to bottle them, and these potions will come in handy in the rest of the battle. Magic potions can allow mages to recover their mana quickly, and the matter of these potion enchantments can be put aside for now.

However, the life potion is a bit lacking, and only 10,000 bottles were made this time. Compared to more than 200,000 soldiers, it is somewhat insufficient, but these potions can still come in handy. After all, there aren't many priests in the temple, and the sacrifices that can use healing techniques are at least to the apprentice priests. There are only two or three hundred people in the entire army, and the life potion can quickly heal the wound, and it can directly save people's lives when it is critical, if you can get a bottle per person, you will definitely get a huge advantage in the battle with the Burning Legion. If it weren't for the time constraints, Moon Shadow would really want to make another batch of potions, and a combination of potions that can temporarily increase their strength.

It's been a full day since the last demon attack, and everyone knows that the next attack is approaching. The reason why the demons did not attack for the time being should be to replenish their troops, and the next attack will be even more violent. Rafincrest and other high-level officials are working intensively, and incapable civilians are helping to carry rocks and arrows, including many refugees from Sulama and Asaline, whose homes have been destroyed. Everyone wanted to do their part, because they all knew that if even the Moon Shadows were broken, then there would be no hope for the elves.

The soldiers were on the city walls and waited for the dawn to come, and the wait was painful. The Night Elves have always loved the night, but they have never felt a night as hard as tonight. It's been three full days since Crassus went to find the dragon's aid, and Moon Shadow doesn't know if he's reached the dragons now. Whether everything is going well, or maybe the dragons are too far away for him to arrive.

It was darkest before dawn, and Moon Shadow felt the meaning of that sentence now. All the elves were praying, and no one knew if they would survive tomorrow. Moon Shadow didn't know either, but what he did know was that he had to fight as hard as he could, as there was no way back. He didn't know where to retreat again, because there were so many refugees in the city that they couldn't retreat. His only hope now was that the demigods led by Cenarius would arrive quickly.

At last the sun crept up from Felwood, and the warmth of the sun poured down from the sky like gold dust. The forest and the coast radiated a thin layer of life, and all the Night Elves squinted in enjoyment. They had never liked this orb they hated so much, and their eyes went away from the haze in their hearts.

A long horn sounded, and all the elven soldiers were ready to wait. In the distance, demons rushed across the horizon, and in the sky there was a Doomsday Guard armed with a greatsword burning with green flames. The strange-looking wizard Eredar is also in the queue, and a new class has appeared behind them.

"Dreadlord." Ronin called out the creature's name.

These terrifying lords exude powerful evil powers, a terrifying presence that is unbelievably unbelievable, and a ruler of darkness and spirit. These brutal demons were once considered the most powerful commanders of the Burning Legion, and they owe allegiance to Kil'Gardan, the leader of the Burning Legion. Behind them, a huge figure walked slowly, Akmund.

Moon Shadow's brow furrowed, he knew that this time the battle would not be easy. Thank you for favorites and recommended support