"This place is disgusting to me, we will never admit this group ... Those who wither the Dharma are our compatriots. ”

Broken Isles region.

An upper-class group of elven mages marched through the wilderness of the Asuna region with the main warband of the Lordaeron War Court, and their final destination was the ruined and ruined city of Faronar, where a group of spirit-like Night Elves still lived, claiming to be the court of Pharodis.

In the War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago, the Asuna region was also invaded by the demon army of the Burning Legion, and the city of Faronal is also considered the outer barrier area of Sulama City, where the upper elves and demons engaged in a brutal tug-of-war, and finally declared the fall.

After the Great Division, the city of Surama rose into the air and left the area forever, leaving only the huge pit.

Because at that time, the upper elves collectively rebelled, and at the same time did not know that the Titan Salodar had descended, Queen Aishara laid a curse on the entire city of Faronar on the eve of the split, and the bodies of these upper elves turned into ashes, leaving only the soul to continue to live in this world.

Prince Farodis, the leader of this group of spirit elves and the lord of the Asuna region, has been searching for a way to lift this astral curse, but this research project has been severely hampered by the infestation of the Night Elves from the Suramah Pit region.

Now they are seeking the help of outsiders against the Night Elves who are constantly harassing them and the growing number of Naga of the Deep Sea.

The Night Elves were a group of upper-class elves who were scattered around Great Surama and had no time to leave and take refuge, and they lost the mana supply of the Well of the Night, and at the same time they were not replenished by the Titan Divine Power, so after the Great Split, they cobbled together a copycat version of the Rough Well of the Night.

However, this kind of knock-off is extremely unstable, and the mana crystal, which is used as an energy source, does not provide much energy, so this group of upper-level elves slowly fell into a state of withering.

Their physical form has been distorted, their skin has become darker, their bodies have become thin, and their hair has fallen out.

At this point, the upper elves, who still retain their self-awareness, call themselves the Night Elves.

And those Night Elves who have fallen into a state of severe withering and whose minds have completely fallen into madness are called witherers.

The Withered Spell is very similar to the High Elves' group of Heartbreakers, both of whom are unable to satisfy their addiction and end up becoming blind beasts who only seek out the source of mana and then draw it clean.

The camera pans back to the marching procession, where a storm of flames roars by, and a dozen or so withers who pounce on them like wild beasts are instantly burned to ashes.

"It seems that the effect of demon addiction on these witherers is very serious. "A human mage rolls over and jumps off the magic manhole cover... Ahem, he jumped off his professional mount and began to take a closer look at a withered man whose body was still intact, but also charred, blackened.

Well... Magic manhole cover, mana suspension manhole cover, produced by Sulama honor, the first choice for mages to travel.

The mages stood on the manhole cover, and the royal cover flew, quite a kind of fairy wind bone... Presumably.

The Warlock buddies laughed at the mage's floating manhole cover, their own cool evil war horse was much better looking than the manhole cover, and it could fly, that was called a pull wind.

The shaman buddy smiled coldly, silently mounted his storm elemental, and took off into the air, laughing at the warlock while also despying the mage's small manhole cover by the way.

The Death Knights roared past on their frost dragons, saying they didn't bother to pay attention to the little spicy chickens below.

The masters were annoyed and angry about this, and everyone fought a lot for this.

What's wrong with the manhole cover! Look down on the manhole cover! Our manhole cover will still glow, and there will be fireballs and ice balls, you have them!

"Why didn't those freaks attack us?

An upper-level elven magister from Surama put away his arcane manhole cover and looked up at the witherers wandering not far away, he couldn't tell which were the fallen night elves and which were the witherers.

Not far away, a group of Night Elves just glanced indifferently at the slaughter scene here, and then continued to look for mana crystals that they could draw on.

Others, well-fed, Night Elves watched with fear.

There were upper elves among the outsiders?, a word that had long been forgotten, came back to their minds.

That's who they used to be.

"Aren't you Night Empires ready to take care of it? Well, the Night Elves are your former compatriots. ”

"On this note, our council is still debating whether the Night Elves who keep their sanity are still our compatriots, at least I can't tell if they look no different from the band of withered beasts. ”

"If you want me to say, I prefer the group of spirit elves in the court of Farodis, at least they are no different from us in other ways except that they have no physical body. ”

Another upper-level elven mage walked over, small floating cannons on either side of his shoulders happily fluttering around his master.

"Good idea, if the Night Elves are also our compatriots, then are the Nagas also considered compatriots? ”

After the rest, ignoring the cautious group of Night Elves, the army of the Lordaeron War Court continued to advance towards Faronar.

At present, the overall situation in the Asuna region is becoming more and more chaotic, and with the landing of the Naga army under the command of Dark Asarra, the western area of Asuna has completely become a gathering place for the Nagas.

Dalaran was in a position where he was at the forefront of the battle, so the Council of Kenrito sought military support from Lordaeron, and Queen Kalia was also very interested in the Assuna region, so she quickly agreed to send troops.

As for the area of Valsara next door, it was completely the druids' own territory, and no one would go there to grab food from them.

Now Valsara is full of dark forests and mad beasts corrupted by nightmares, and the druids are fighting fires everywhere, purifying the nightmares and trying to push the battle line to the heart of the corruption, which is Sarah Dahir, the World Tree.

The battle in the main battlefield of Emerald Dreams is also extremely fierce, with the Green Dragons and the Druids storming the Nightmare King Harvey's Nightmare Force, while the Nightmare Legion of Cthulhu is fighting alone and attacking from the other direction.

As for the tribe... The old tribesmen have nothing to say, they live happily in the Supreme Ridge with the braggart minotaurs, and by the way, they help them wipe out the hateful Drogbal, the underground stone trolls who have taken over the area around Nesario's Lair as their stronghold, and constantly harass the villages and towns of the Supreme High Ridge Minotaurs.

There is also a tribe of minotaurs called the Blood Totem who are reluctant to join the tribe, and it is reported that they also seem to have contacted the demons and obtained the demonic blood to gain the power of evil energy, so the tribe is not ready to let this group of unrighteous fools go.

The Burning Legion officially said that they had no idea, this must have been done by a temporary worker without authorization, and we will immediately fire the relevant demonic temporary employees, and return justice to the world of Azeroth!

Well, this matter really doesn't have much to do with the demon buddies, after all, the Burning Legion, under the order of the Supreme God Lord Sargeras, is currently preparing for the upcoming decisive battle on the planet Argus.

Therefore, those blood totem minotaurs are connected with some miscellaneous fish demons who are not in the stream and are not in the system.

All in all, for the territory on their own planet, the actions of the forces of the various camps are still extremely restrained, far less unrestrained than in the outer world and in the world of Draenor, so unrestrained.

After all, you still have to have a face, otherwise the news media will expose you the next day.

Don't mess with anyone and don't mess with the media, this has long formed a consensus.