The Night Empire, which had been freed for the time being, could finally begin to deal with some of the household affairs within its own territory.

Queen Elisandr traveled to the Firas region with the upper elven troops, and joined the ranger troops and the Night Border Guards who were waiting there.

They are about to attack the Hammer of Doom, an ancient elven city now in ruins. That Prince Thorcedrin was stubborn, and the Night Elves sent people to negotiate many times to no avail. This stubborn prince and the Sindra elves under his command did not recognize the Night Empire, let alone His Majesty the God Emperor, as the true gods. The elves only accept the rule of Queen Azhara, and since the queen is gone, then we only believe in the Well of Eternity.

As for the God Emperor, he is just a liar who deceives the world and steals his name!

The upper elves of Surama have been gritting their teeth with hatred for Prince Tosedrins and his Sindras. This group of blasphemers should have been killed a long time ago, before because there were too many things to free up, but now that they have finally freed their hands, the first thing to do is you bastards!

In addition to the central city occupied by the Sindra elves, the Hammer of Doom is now occupied by an ogre in the western part of the city, and the remnants of the satyr demons are hidden in the east.

"Tosedlin will be handed over to us, the border guards will attack the eastern area 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 away, Elisandre assigned the offensive targets of all sides. 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, I just found out you were sneaking along!"

Wen Leisha pouted dissatisfiedly, "I'm tired of playing on the Black Coast, and I'm not a ranger general, why does my eldest sister want me to patrol with me 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 haunts Tyrande like a wayward ass, and is incomparably curious about anything new.

"Queen Elisand, don't blame Winresa anymore, I'm sure she can protect herself. What's more, she also has a necklace given by His Majesty the God Emperor, so there won't be any major problems. ”

Garrod Shadow Song also looked at Winlessa with a smile and shook her head, "Yes, Queen Elisander shouldn't be so serious all the time, Lady Winlessa is no longer a child." ”

Elisande glared at Winnesa helplessly.

"You all spoil her, and so does His Majesty the God Emperor!"

Everyone laughed together, and the atmosphere was much more relaxed.

At the same time that the Night Elves began to clean 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 an important urgent matter to meet, and Mograine, full of strange feelings, set off with his two sons and the lieutenant Fairbanks to meet the High Lord of Da Sohan.

The eldest son, Renaud, has hidden his mind deep inside, and he has been seduced by the Dreadlord Banazar who has occupied Dassohan, and has fallen into madness and paranoia.

So, with some or no calculations, Mograini was surrounded by an army of the undead. In this place where the two meet each other, there are countless undead scourge in ambush, and they have only one purpose: to kill Mograini.

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 Fairbanks.

Mograini wielded the Ember Bringer, a ball of light in a dark tide of light, the endless light of the Ember Bringer strangled any undead who dared to approach Mograini. There was no need for Mograine to slash at all, the holy light energy released from the Ash Bringer's sword was like an eye, and it rained down on the body of the undead.

The deadliest artifact of the undead saved Mograine, who was now standing in a sea of corpses, gasping for breath.

All the incoming undead disasters have been wiped out, but what about their own sons?

Mograini cried out as he peeled open the foul-smelling pile of corpses.

He heard his lieutenant Farbanks' dull cries for help mixed with a hint of pain, and Mograine jerked up speed, the body being ripped open, and Farbanks' face exposed.

"The Great Lord ... Thank goodness you're alive... I feel as if I'm infected... No !!!," Farbanks said bitterly, and suddenly his eyes widened and he looked behind Mograine.

A long dagger pierced the chest of the Great Lord of Ash, and the eldest son, Renaud, stood behind his father, holding the dagger in his hand.

"For ... Why???," Mograini turned his head, staring at his son in disbelief.

Renault looked crazy at the moment, like a mentally ill person.

"Why? Your favorite is always your brother Cesaris, who was replaced by Darion when he died!What about me!Where did you put me!And! I love Whitemayne with all our hearts, but you insist on breaking us apart!" Renault's face was hideous, and his spirit was in extreme unsteady.

"You still ask me why!?You caused all this! The reason for hatred is entirely caused by you, my father!"

Mograini slowly fell, his eyes full of sadness and disappointment, as if he was looking at an unsuccessful son, which made Renaud even more crazy.

The Ember Bringer has fallen.

After Renault's mood stabilized, although his heart was immediately filled with endless fear and regret, but at this point, he could only pretend to be extremely sad and had nothing to do with him.

No one believed Fairbanks, the son of the High Lord of Ash killed his own father?

Moreover, Fairbanks was infected with the plague of the undead, and although he had been suppressed by the Holy Light, no one was sure if his spirit was in chaos.

Besides, if Renault wanted to hide it, wouldn't it be nice to kill Farbanks directly.

Darien believed Fairbanks' words a little, and he still knew his brother very well.

But now there was no time to pursue these things, and the Scarlet Crusaders were suddenly in a state of confusion and division due to the death of the Great Lord of Ashes, and the front was completely shrunk and turned to defense.

Elisonne returned to the Valley of the Hearth with his men.

Renaud also returned to the Scarlet Abbey in the Tirisfarglades with his lover Whitemane and most of the Scarlet Crusaders loyal to him.

The Grand Lord of Dathohan led his army to attack the city of Stratholme.

A small group of members who do not believe in Renault are more inclined to believe that Renault killed the High Lord of Ashes. So they broke away from the Scarlet Crusaders and traveled to the easternmost part of the Eastern Plaguelands to establish a small base and form an organization called Silver Dawn.

The turmoil of the Scarlet Crusaders and Mograine's death immediately spread around the world and caused a sensation.

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