With the overall situation in the country becoming normal, the Night Empire, which has temporarily freed up its hands, can now finally start to deal with some family chores within its own territory, after all, some problems have been delayed for too long.

Archmage Elisander personally led an elite army of upper elven mages to the Filas region, and joined the Feathermoon Ranger and the main army of the Night Frontier Guards who were waiting there.

They are about to attack the Hammer of Doom, an ancient elven city that is now in ruins.

The prince of Tosedrin, who cowered in the depths of the ruins, was simply stubborn, and the Night Empire had sent people to negotiate many times, but to no avail.

This stubborn Ancient Elven Lord and the Sindra Upper Elves under his command did not recognize the current Night Empire, let alone the Eternal Night God Emperor as a true god.

They say that the elves only accept the rule of Queen Azhara, and since the queen is gone, then we only believe in the Well of Eternity.

Oh, and since the Well of Eternity is gone, we'll just accept the council system, with the feudal lords ruling over the elven race.

As for the Eternal Night God Emperor, he was just a liar who deceived the world and stole his name.

The upper elves of Suramar gritted their teeth with hatred for Prince Tosedrin, and his upper elves of Sindra.

This group of blasphemers should have been killed a long time ago, but they couldn't get out of their hands because there were too many things to do, but now they are finally free, and the first thing to do is you bastards!

Also, what is the parliamentary system of feudal lords? You traitors to the people who have turned back the clock of history should be hanged in the square of Sulama Prison.

It seems that this Prince Tosedlin has been hiding in the hammer of doom for too long, and his own thoughts are more extreme, plus he has lost the mana support of the Well of Eternity, and has been tortured by demon addiction, so now there is something wrong with his brain, and he is a little neurotic.

It's right to think about it, how could it be possible to meet the magic needs of such a large group of upper-level elves by relying on Imotar's catastrophic dog as an energy source.

Besides, what is Imotar, the catastrophic dog, that is, a high-level demon, you suck his energy, what is the difference between this and taking drugs?

In addition to the central city occupied by the upper elves of Sindra, the Hammer of Doom is now occupied by an ogre tribe in the west, and a remnant of the Satyr demon is hidden in the east.

For this Gotik ogre tribe, the Night Empire has reached a communication with the new tribe, and will hand over all the ogre captives to the tribe and extradite them to Orgrimmar.

"Tosedrin, we'll deal with it, the border guards will attack the eastern part of the satyr demon, and the ogre in the western area will be handed over to the Feathermoon Ranger, no problem, right?"

In a small surveillance fortress not far from the Hammer of Doom, Elisander assigned the targets of the attack, and then she looked at Wen Leisa, who was curiously observing the Night Elf Ranger-style building.

"Wen Leisha, you will follow me this time, and you will wait to be scolded when you go back... Aurelia asked me, and I just found out that you had come with you. ”

Wen Leisha pursed her lips dissatisfiedly, "I'm tired of visiting the Black Coast, and I'm not a ranger general, why does my sister want me to follow her on patrol every day!"

Santis Hazuki looked at Winresa with a smile, she liked this High Elf Ranger girl a lot, and saw in her the shadow of herself during the War of the Ancients.

Then... Like her, she haunted Tyrande like a willful and ignorant ass, curious about anything new until she matured in that war.

"Master Elisander, don't blame Wen Leisa anymore, I believe she can protect herself, not to mention that she also has a necklace given by His Majesty the God Emperor, there will be no major problems. ”

Garrod Shadow Song also looked at Winlessa with a smile and shook her head, "Yes, Lady Winlessa is no longer a child, since she wants to participate in this battle, let her join." ”

Elisand, on the other hand, glared at Winlessa helplessly.

"For everyone's sake, this time you're going to follow the Feather Moon Ranger and honestly follow General Santis's orders, understand. ”

Wen Leisha immediately nodded.

At the same time that the Night Elves began to work on cleaning up the Hammer of Doom, a major event also happened in the Eastern Kingdom Continent.

The High Lord of the Ashes, Mograine, suddenly received an invitation from Da Sohan, saying that there was something important and urgent that needed to be met and discussed in detail, and Mograine, who was full of doubts, immediately set off with his two sons and the adjutant Fairbanks to meet the old friend of the High Lord of Da Sohan.

The eldest son, Renaud, hides his thoughts deep inside him, and he has been seduced by the Dreaddemon Banazar who has taken over Dasuohan's body, and has fallen into endless madness and paranoia.

So, with some or no calculations, Mograini was caught defenselessly surrounded by an army of the undead.

In this place where the two meet a large number of undead ambushes, they have only one purpose: to kill Mograine.

Da Sohan was nowhere to be seen, and his eldest son, Renault, was also scattered in the battle, leaving only his second son Darien and his lieutenant Farbanks.

Mograini wielded his Ember Bringer, a golden ball of light in a dark tide, the Ash Bringer's endless retributive light strangling any undead who dared to approach Mograini.

There was no need for Mograine to slash the enemy, and the holy light energy released from the Ash Bringer's sword was like having eyes and life, turning into bursts of energy rain and shooting on the body of the undead, like a killing aura.

The deadliest artifact for undead creatures had once again saved Mograine, who was now standing in the pile of corpses, gasping for breath.

All the incoming undead disasters have been wiped out, but what about his two sons?

Mograini cried out as he peeled open the stinking and rotting corpses.

Then, he heard the dull cries for help from his lieutenant Falbanks, who sped up sharply, and the body was torn open, revealing Farbanks' face.

"The Great Lord ... Thank goodness you're alive... I felt like I was infected... Nope!"

Fairbanks said bitterly, and suddenly, his eyes widened sharply, and he looked behind Mograine in a tearful eye.

The Ember Bringer, who had been set aside by Mograine, had now been picked up by his eldest son, Renault, and had pierced the Ash Lord's chest with the artifact.

"For ... Why? My son?"

Mograini turned his head and looked at his son, his eyes full of confusion and disbelief.

Yes, why, my son, why are you doing that?