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After opening, Kael'thas also had time to keep an eye on Azeroth, and although the power of the Well of Eternity was limited, he had the secret weapon, the Silver Dragon, so he wasn't too worried.

To the south of the continent of Kalimdor, deep in the mountains of the mountains.

When Kael'thas opened his eyes again, a few clumps of weeds growing in the cave pressed against his nose.

He sneezed for a moment, and then his stomach rumbled—the silver dragon's body was hungry again.

[I have to prepare a lot of food.] 】

Kael'thas was a little helpless, but he didn't feel sad: although the dragons ate a lot, it was very convenient that they didn't have to eat every day.

He walked out slowly.

The huge trees here form a dense forest, and the mountains are so green that if you look at it from the ground, you will have the illusion that the land is full of nature.

However, Kael'thas was well aware that Kalimdor was not that pretty.

At least half of the continent is covered with yellow sand, and the sun is exposed to the sun for months of adulthood.

Even the forest in front of you only needs to fly a little higher to see the border.

Kael'thas hunted animals in the forest and then simply grilled them to fill his belly.

He was still worried about whether he would kill a Mavi at any time when he was doing these things, and it turned out that he was too worried.

Once the stomach problem was solved, Kael'thas spread his wings and flew into the sky to head north.

He wanted to find out the truth about the Nightmare King.

The Nightmare King has a close relationship with the New World Tree, and the Night Elf capital of Darnassus is the most aware of anomalies, and Kael'thas thinks that the Silver Dragon's stealth should allow him to get information.

Actually, it's not an easy thing to do.

Darnassus is on the island in the northwest corner of the Kalimdor mainland, and the fastest route is to head north along the western coastline.

The coastline of this vast land is long, but the entire northwestern coastline of Kalimdor has a common name: the Black Coast.

The Black Coast in antiquity was the beach where the Night Elves thrived, and it was once one of the most prosperous regions of the Kadore Empire, and great cities like Yamissalan and Basharan were the pinnacle of civilization at the time.

However, the explosion of the Well of Eternity changed the place forever, and the climate of the Black Coast became cold, stormy, and bitter winds made waves.

The rainy and foggy year of the year, rocky cliffs, sand and the mist of the sea all day long prove that nothing of value can grow on the Black Coast. Various species of kelp, seaweed, and rocks fill the beach, and occasionally a few trees dot the land away from the coast.

What's more, several of its cities were destroyed in the Wars of the Ancients.

The surviving Night Elves built some new buildings, but were reluctant to restore the ruins of the city in the style of the upper elves.

All that remains of the coast are now a few glorious remnants of the wind and the sea.

Kael'thas stopped over a ruin.

He saw the many elven spirits wandering in the ruins below, and after thinking for a moment, he fell to the ground.

Kael'thas thought that since he had seen the ancient old-timers on the road, he would have overtaken them.

Wandering in this world for 10,000 years is actually a very sad thing.

However, the main reason is that these ghosts are upper-class elves, and the night elves do not have revenants, because they will turn into glowing elves when they die.

Kael'thas wasn't sure when the Night Elves' death trait separated from the High Elves, but in his game's memories, the ruins of the wandering Revenant were indeed the High Elves.

Perhaps, for the sake of respect, he will have to try something other than violence.

For example, he had been tempted to determine whether the 'Elegy of the High Elves' was really born before time immemorial.

-- On the other side, Mavi is also on the Black Coast.

When she re-embarks on the land of Kalimdor with her Guardian troops, she is soon discovered by the Night Elves.

After their departure, several events took place in the Night Elf society: the New World Tree, Malfurion's mysterious sleep, and Vandall's ascension.

Vandal is the Night Elf Druid who was very fond of Kael'thas in the Hyjal Holy War.

He took control of the Druid Council and gained more power than Tyrande through the cultivation of the World Tree.

In this case, Mavi's return became a sweet spot in the eyes of Tyrande and Vandal, both of whom wanted the Keepers to join their forces.

Mavi was dismissive of both, and Tyrande ruthlessly killed her sisters, and the Keepers could not have surrendered at her feet.

And Vandal didn't have the slightest place for Mavi to surrender.

The Warden has been in the Night Elf Society since its inception, and Mavi will not join any faction in the future.

Of course, in order to avoid more trouble, Mavi still had to go back and walk around the process.

Mavi was tempted to ignore them and continue on with her actions, but ignoring them was the most wrong action, and the two rulers would be annoyed.

She halted her search for Kael'thas for the time being and returned to Darnassus with the Keepers.

They arrive in Auberdine on the Black Coast, a port to Darnassus and a small town of Night Elves that requires little defense other than a safe way of life.

The mist shrouded Darnassus on the other side of the ocean, and as the Keepers rode the Frostblade Leopard to the harbor, they saw a dark gray gloomy sky and a weeping man.

"What is that man in?"

Mavi looked at him with some disgust.

It was a Night Elf man with a young and handsome appearance, but no one could tell how old he was.

However, Mavi hates cowardly men.

"The heroine enters, I'll drive him away!"

Adjutant Nessa noticed the unhappiness of the heroine, and took the initiative to step forward to talk to those night elves.

The Keeper was an anomaly in the eyes of the other Night Elves, and the usual entrants would always consciously avoid it, but this man was different.

He stopped crying instead and spoke to Naisa.

It took several minutes for the delicate female adjutant to come back to report.

"The heroine enters, he wants to ask us for a favor."

Nessa reports to Mavi what she heard.

The Night Elf's name was Sererion, and he was also an Elder Elf who enjoyed eternity.

After the War of the Ancients, the city of Amissalan on the Black Coast was destroyed, and all the elves of the city became the city's burial companions, including his wife Annaya, the upper elf.

Ten thousand years after the catastrophe, memories of Annaya still haunt Sererion's dreams.

Some time ago, when he was wandering around the Black Coast in a trance, he accidentally saw the ghost wandering in the ruins of the city, and there was actually Annaya in it.

Sererion wanted Aya's freedom, but he didn't have the courage to do so.

If you want to set a revenant free, you must first kill her, and Sererion can't do it.

The other elves were worried that he would hate and kill Annaya, so they didn't help, so Serilion stood in the harbor and cried, begging everyone who passed by to help him.

Clearly, the powerful guards gave him hope.

"No, no."

The corners of Mavi's mouth curled:

"If you want to get in, you have to ask someone else to enter, thinking that this way you can avoid responsibility? This is really boring and incapable of a man, so let him cry slowly. ”

"But the heroine enters, this shouldn't be incompetent."

Nessa shook her head and smiled bitterly, and retorted with a rare opening:

"He can't bear to kill the precious one himself, every one of them will be like this, if we become a revenant, will you kill us with your own hands?"

Mavi was stunned, she really couldn't answer this question.

The sisters who have been together for thousands of years, Nessa and the other caretakers are important to Mavi.

"I'm not going to make you a ghost."

That's all she could say in the end.

"It's not necessarily, sooner or later, the heroine will enter and you will leave, and no one knows where we will go at that time"

Nessa lowered her head.

She and the other caretakers had recently had a hunch that they would definitely find a new way to survive over time, and they wouldn't need to do that at that time.

Each of the caretakers is homeless or abandoned by the Night Elf society, and they have supported each other to the present, and there is no future for them.

Not everyone is as lucky and powerful as Mavi, and Nessa is just a group of ordinary elves.

"Don't worry, I'll take you with me wherever I go."

Mavi stroked Nessa's head.

She rarely makes promises, but the words she says are definitely not easily changed:

"I will not abandon you to be happy to myself."

Nessa was stunned, then burst out laughing.

"The heroine enters, you can't talk nonsense, some happiness can't be shared, otherwise how will you marry in the future."

What she has been thinking about is Mavi's emotional problems, and she thinks that this heroine is sometimes stupid and cute, so she specially reminded her.

There was no other reason for Mavi to leave the caretaker than to marry.

But this is obviously not something that should be brought up by Mavi's side.

"I'm not going to get married!"

Her tone became cold, Mavi's most disgusting thing was emotional problems, and she became a caretaker because she lost faith in all emotions.

As a child, she was convinced that she was alive to inherit the Rite of the Moon, and that she was indeed the best candidate, but the previous priest she trusted suddenly handed over the inheritance to Tyrande.

'Where's that girl?' ’

The mourned Mavi has since become indifferent.

The only thing she had left to worry about was her brother Garrod, the commander of the Night Elves against the Burning Legion in the Ancient War, a higher status than the others, and her proud younger brother.

As a result, as soon as the war ended, the younger brother she trusted disappeared without saying a word.

Garrod gave up his identity, didn't even inform his sister, and just flew away.

Mavi felt that she was a fool, always trusting and not entering, but not being looked at by anyone.

So she put on a mask, hated everything, and became a cold and ruthless caretaker - accompanied only by other sisters, some of whom were priestesses at her side in ancient times.

"You are my only home, and I will not leave any of them behind."

Mavi reaffirmed.

"But sooner or later"

"I said no, I won't, if you will, you can come along with me!"

Not wanting to dwell on the topic any longer, Mavi replied coldly, then changed her mind and walked towards Serielion.

She decides to help the Night Elf, but she doesn't see much agitation behind her.

'The heroine joins the club and brings us?' ’

'What does that mean'

Can we be like her?' ’

'Serve the same man as her?' ’

The Night Elf girls were starting to be impetuous and unable to keep their composure.

After repeated warnings from Naisha, the group of girls followed Mavi with mixed thoughts, and the group entered the ruins of Yamisaran.

The address of the ruins is not far away, so it arrived quickly.

But before they could get closer, a familiar ballad drifted into their pointed ears, and it was so familiar that it gave Mavi and the other older elf girls the deepest throbbing of their hearts.

"An elegy for the upper elves."

Nessa first found the name from memory, and her face darkened.

'Elegy of the High Elves' is a ballad sung by every elf in ancient times for the dead, and it belongs to the entire country of Kadore, but after the Well of Eternity was shattered, the song was blacklisted by the Night Elves because of its creator and name, and the inheritance has been severed ever since.

If there is still a god in this world who can sing this song, then there is no doubt that there is only the High Elves - the blood elves now.

Because of their eternal life and ease of life, the Night Elves see the dead completely differently than the High Elves who have left the country

For the High Elves who are scarce and precious, and who have experienced great disasters, the 'Elegy of the High Elves' is the best blessing and mourning for the deceased.

Only they can sing such sad and beautiful songs.

"Kael'thas"

However, Mavi still found out the identity of its main presence from the song.

Kael'thas sings a ballad with a more beautiful tone than the original, which could not hinder Mavi's sensitive mind.

She led the guards into the ruins of Yamisalan at a faster pace, but the view before them prevented them from moving.

Kael'thas sat on the ruins in the form of an elven prince, quietly chanting 'Elegy for the Elves of the Upper Class'.

Below him gathered countless upper elven spirits, these wandering evil spirits seemed to have retrieved their previous thoughts, and one by one gathered on the ground to look up at Kael'thas.

The dark, evil eyes cleared up in the singing, and then the dead bowed and saluted, and the tears turned into white light and vanished.

The unique charm of the flowing spring water makes the hatred and hesitation of 10,000 years now free.

"Don't bother him."

Even Mavi couldn't bear to interrupt Kael'thas at work—the first time she'd ever seen that a dead soul could be saved without violence.

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