Broken Isles, Wallazar, Blackcrow.

This huge ruined fortress stands quietly by the sea, and the moss-covered patterns and reliefs on the towering walls speak of the fortress's former glory.

Raven Castle is the domain of Lord Ravenkes, and in the War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago, the first elven rebellion was established in Ravenkes, with Lord Ravenkes as the first commander-in-chief.

With Ravenkes' death in battle, Crow Castle began to decline, and its former prosperity was no longer in existence.

The great schism that followed directly sentenced the fortress city to death.

The Crowsburg drifted along the shattered lands to the south of the Endless Sea, turning into a desolate relic in the Broken Isles.

Oh, it would be inaccurate to say that there is no human being, the remains of the elves who did not have time to flee at the time of the Great Schism remain here forever, and their wailing and confused souls are also bound in the Crows, from which they will never be freed.

"Why don't you elves build a resting place like our Oakington, burying only the bones and liberating souls, and they will probably dissipate. ”

A group of girls rode the Nightblade Leopard and the Thunder Elephant on the green forest path of Var Sarana.

Tulani of Light turned to look at Tyrande, who was walking side by side, chatting with her to pass the time.

For this operation to purify Crowsburg, the Soul Bound Priest, who specializes in sacredness and discipline, and the Moon Sisters are the best candidates.

Dark Tulani and her Soul Bound couldn't do this, after all, they were here to liberate and transcend those ancient souls, not to be beaten by a fire or a spiritual whip to dissipate them.

"We're in a different situation from your draenei, after all, every elf will return to the World Tree after death and merge with the tree, maybe a new elf in a few years will be transformed from the soul of the past, so the Night Elves don't need a soul dwelling like Oakington. ”

Along the way, from time to time, a few cheetahs transformed by wild druids will shuttle through the forests on both sides, both to protect and guide the way, after all, there is a god queen of His Majesty the God Emperor in the team.

The druids are also worried too much, Tulani, who has the artifact staff, is a super big mother herself, plus a moon temple bearer like Tyrande, and the stars fall to play with a hand, so if you want to attack this group of tough girls, please weigh yourself first to weigh whether you are physique.

Tyrande had come to the Shattered Isles with her dear husband Malfurion, who was currently directing the real-world druids to storm the corrupted World Tree, Sarah Dashir, and his mentor, the forest demigod Cenarius, had entered the Emerald Dream Realm to confront the Nightmares in that dream world.

So out of boredom, Tyrande, who wanted to find something to do, volunteered to join Turani's team with the Moon Sisters who accompanied him.

The Green Dragon Queen Isera is also a regular visitor to the Valsara region, her obscuring dragon body whistling through the vast forest, searching for any signs of nightmare corruption.

She is very precious to this forest that is closest to the emerald dream.

Towards evening, Ysera accompanied the elven team out of the forest, and the Crow Castle in the distance could already be seen with the naked eye.

Then the Green Dragon Queen landed on the spot, opened a portal, and ran back to Sulama in style.

Since the relationship with the Father was restored, Ysera has reverted to the status of the sweeping queen of the past, eating, living and sleeping in her own manor in Sulamar City.

No one can tell whether the relationship between the Titan Salodar and the Green Dragon Queen is an ordinary friend or a friend with a physical relationship...

No one dared to ask, so let this unsolved mystery drift away with the wind.

The weedy brick and stone road is so dilapidated that the road to Blackcrow is barely recognizable.

There were more and more ruins around them, some well-preserved houses, the layers of cobwebs covered with them were simply terrifying, and the wails and screams of some wandering souls rang out in the black hole.

"Although I have not personally experienced the devastation and impact caused by that ancient war, I can also feel the damage you suffered in that war just by looking at the ruins. ”

Raising his staff and purifying a mad geist who lunged at the group, Tulani shook her head as she watched a small silver-white ball of light slowly float from the wreckage of the ghost in front of her.

That's the elves, and they're returning to the World Tree, Teldashir.

"Huh... This is to ask our good councillor, Ms. Ishara, who should have asked the Light of Light to come and see what she had done... But it didn't make any sense, I don't think she would feel guilty about it and know how to repent. ”

Tyrande pursed her lips, apparently neither she nor her Luna forces were very fond of Azhara.

The gates of the castle have been shattered, and the plaza inside the castle is filled with a large number of elven spirits, who repeat the last thing they did day after day: training.

The Wraith Soldiers have been training for more than 10,000 years, and they are still waiting for the latest orders that will never be received.

"Steady, the Sisters of the Moon will assist and protect you, and let's get moving. ”

Tulani rolled over and jumped off the Thunderbolt, and walked into the castle with the artifact staff in hand.

A moment later, bursts of golden light flickered in the sky above the Black Crow Castle, and the Soul Bound Beings officially began their soul-transcending operation.

In the western part of the Broken Isles, another mess about souls also needs to be dealt with by the elves.

The upper elves came into contact with the spirit elves of the court of Pharodis, and when Prince Pharodis heard that Queen Azhara was now in the Night Empire, he immediately became emotional and asked to contact Azhara.

"The curse of Farodis? I remember that there seemed to be such a thing, let them die, the curse is irreversible. Aisara's languid voice sent Prince Pharodis straight into hell.

"Who let me not know that the Titan had secretly descended at that time, and I would not be merciful to the traitors of the royal court at that time, and you will also blame me for this, the upper elves?"

The upper elf in charge of contact smiled wryly and nodded apologetically at Prince Farodis.

"We're also very sorry for this result, Aishara and we have not been very good at the same way, and we don't like their group of racist radicals of the Light in the Light. ”

Prince Pharydius was silent for a moment, then raised his head to look at the upper elves in front of him.

"We request, then, to return to Surama, to be among the High Elves once again, of course ... In the present state of the spirits, I don't think it bothers you. ”

The upper elves whispered for a moment.

"We'll report this matter to Mistress Elisandre right away, and she'll make a wise decision. ”

"Elisander... Is she the leader of Surama now, I always thought she was Darthrema* Sunseeker. ”

"The one who chasers the sun ... That's another piece of history, but for now, let's talk about the Night Elves. ”

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