On the Black Coast, on the small pier of Auberdeen.

Hu Feng was still in his usual place, sitting on a small pony, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

Turning the string of cedar wood beads in his hand, Hu Feng couldn't help but think of Liu Lang again, and sighed softly.

The earliest wanderer among the panda people, what he did was admirable, and at this moment... He must have been in the depths of the Endless Sea, and that extremely boring day, unless he had an extremely firm mind, it would be difficult for him to endure this ascetic life.

Shaking his head, no longer thinking about this, Hu Feng once again shifted his gaze to the Night Elf scouts and the latest news from various outposts.

On the other side of the sea, on the Eastern Kingdom continent, the Arathso Human Empire is thriving, and has begun a series of explorations and explorations to the southern part of the continent.

His own apprentice, Merry Winterwind, is a shining one, and has now become the pillar of the Arathor Empire in the field of magic, and has been named the Protector of the Law.

He has taught a new generation of young human mages in the mage tower of Riptide Castle, and he is also extremely skilled in battle, leading the Royal Mage Corps to destroy one troll remnant tribe after another.

The lifespan of human beings is extremely short, a hundred years is just a matter of a moment for elves, but for humans it is a lifetime.

Merry has grown from a young and reckless young man to a serious and steady middle-aged uncle, and time has brought him not only vicissitudes, but also unparalleled wisdom.

The entire human empire respects this archmage who single-handedly founded the Kenrito Magic Council and dedicated himself to mankind.

The Kenrito Council was the first mage organization in human history, and its emblem was a purple eye.

Everyone knows that Merry is paying homage to his mentor and his mentor's emblematic Eye of Truth.

Every young mage and council member would listen to Merry tell the glorious deeds of the Titan Divine Mentor back then, and every time this happened, Merry would show a rare look of longing and adoration, which was extremely rare to see in this strongest mage in the human race.

According to the grapevine, Merry Winterwind has the full support of Emperor Soladin and is now studying the incredible magical wonder of the Floating City, just like the magical holy city of Sulama under his mentor.

On the other hand, Lordan, the first general of the Arathso Empire, got his wish and received a personal reward from Soladin the Great: a piece of territory.

His territory is located in the northern part of the continent, a large area of land bordering the High Elf kingdom of Quel'Thalas.

General Lordaeron calls his vast and uninhabited territory Lordaeron, but Lordaeron's land is extremely fertile, and with careful care, it will become a prosperous new region within a few years.

The trade convoys between the High Elves and humans will now all transit and rest in the Lordaeron region, bringing the goods they need to the capital regions of the two races.

Because of this, it has also brought rapid business opportunities to Lordaeron.

A majestic young city, the capital city named after the territory, Lordaeron was formed.

Of course, the High Elves could have chosen to go to the Hinterland region to the Arathi Highlands to exchange trade, but the distance was a little closer, but the fertilizer and water did not flow into the fields of outsiders, so they had to take care of their own people, didn't they.

General Lordan had a good relationship with Quel'Thalas during the Troll Wars, and the Sun King and the Silvermoon Council, as well as the Windranger Rangers, were willing to deal with this old friend rather than the unfamiliar Lords.

When you look at politics in peacetime, this truth applies everywhere.

With the support of the High Elves, General Lordan's position is as stable as Mount Tai, and he controls the trade of elven specialties in his hands, and although the other lords and nobles are extremely jealous, no one can snatch them away.

General Lordan reciprocated by maintaining a diplomatic alliance with Quel'Salas in the Empire.

At the same time, a prince who had lost a political struggle at home and his people chose to go into self-exile and voluntarily go to the uninhabited lands of the southern part of the continent.

They made their way south, away from their native Riptide Fort in the north, through wetlands, through the Danmoro Snow Mountains, and established friendly relations with the dwarves and gnomes who lived there.

Eventually, the self-exiled exiles settled in a fertile area known as the Elwyn Forest, where they reclaimed land and established their own towns, away from the brutal political struggles at home.

They founded Stormwind here and claimed to be a Stormwind Territory under the Alaso Empire.

Soon after, the first blue and gold lion's head banner representing Stormwind fluttered in the wind at the highest point of Stormwind's walls.

Within the High Elves of the North, they continue to be obsessed with the study of magic.

There are no foreign enemies, except for trade exchanges with human beings, they will be otaku and otaku behind closed doors, and they don't care about the world, and they don't know what the outside world is.

The Sun King, Darth Rema's health, deteriorated day by day, and knowing that his time was short, he began to strengthen the magical defense system that surrounded the entire territory of Quel'Thalas.

A large number of new tall runestones were carved and erected, forming a super-large magical defensive shield that held Quel'Salas firmly inside.

General Windranger and Aurelia continue to lead her Ranger troops, patrolling the forests of Quel'Salas day after day, and with the dedication of this female Ranger, the borders of the Eternal Song Forest are extremely solid, and the beasts in the inner area have never hurt people.

The power of the Titan gods froze the time of the female ranger, keeping her forever in the same youthful state as when the two parted.

So everyone knows that a large part of her mind has drifted across the Endless Sea, to a certain god who has nothing to do on the side of the World Tree Teldashir, who eats and drinks together.

As long as it is about the news of the Night Elves, Aurelia reads it repeatedly for the first time, as if she is looking for the traces and actions of the paralyzed Boss Hu at home.

The interweaving of power and the network of relationships are indispensable in any country, and the Windranger Ranger is a big piece of fat, but so far, there is no one who wants to form an alliance or marry.

There's no way, I'm afraid, if I annoy the Titan God Venerable who is far away in the Kalimdor continent, he will drive the giant city of Sulama to jump over in a fit of anger to find trouble, and no one can afford it.

If you have been in contact with secrets, you are afraid, let alone get married.

"Sister, is that Titan God so terrifying? Those nasty nobles just heard this name, and they were scared like frightened female chocobos. ”

Sylvanas leaped lightly from the branch and returned the artifact longbow to Aurelia, the second of the Windranger family, who had just come of age and joined the Ranger with her eldest sister and began her journey of training.

Aurelia chuckled a few times, "He's not scary, he's just a dead rascal, and the face of the creator of the pantheon will be disgraced by him." ”

Sylvanas didn't reply, looking at his sister's bright smile and the longing in her eyes, and then remembered the god Sarodar that she had only read about in the record.

Unlike her eldest sister's gentleness and kindness, Sylvanas has shown a decisive temperament despite her young age, treating her enemies ruthlessly and cruelly, and even more disdainful of the group of people in Silvermoon City who are keen on feasting all day long.

I hope that this Titan God, who is extremely respected by the elves, doesn't look like a sissy.