"This place is disgusting to me, and I will never admit this group ... The witherers are our fellow citizens. ”

A legion of mages marched through the wilderness of the Asuna region with the armies of the Lordaeron War Court, destined for the ruined city of Faronar, where a group of spirit-form Night Elves claimed to be the court of Pharodis.

During the Battle of the Ancients 10,000 years ago, the Asuna region was also invaded by the Burning Legion, and Faronar served as a barrier to the city of Sulamar, where the upper elves engaged in a brutal tug-of-war with demons, and finally declared its fall.

After the Great Schism, Surama rose into the air and left the area, leaving only the huge pit.

Because of Sulama's rebellion at that time, Azhara, who did not know about the arrival of the Titans, cast a curse on Faronar on the eve of the split, and the bodies of these upper elves turned into ashes, leaving only their souls to continue to live in this world.

Prince Farodis is the leader of this group of soul elves, and he has been searching for a way to contact the curse, but this plan has been severely thwarted by the invasion of the fallen night elves in the Sulama Pit region.

At this moment they seek the help of these outsiders against the Night Elves who are constantly harassing them and the growing number of Nagas.

The Night Elves were the upper elves who had time to leave the area around Surama back then, and they lost the mana supply of the Well of Night and were not replenished by the Titan Divine Power, so after the Great Schism, 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 forms were distorted, their skin darkened, their bodies thin, and their hair fell out.

The upper elves, who are still self-aware, 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 Heartbreaker on the High Elf's side, both because of the unsatisfied addiction to demons, and finally become blind beasts who only seek the source of mana and then draw it clean.

A storm of flames roared, and a dozen beastly withers were burned to ashes.

"It seems that the effect of demon addiction on these witherers is very serious. A human mage rolled over and jumped off the manhole cover, taking a closer look at a withered mage who was still intact, but also charred, blackened.

Yes, that's right, it's a manhole cover... Mana suspension manhole cover, produced by Sulama honor, is 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 Warlocks laughed at the mage's floating manhole cover, and their own cool evil horses could fly, which was called a pull wind.

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

The Death Knights roared past on the Frost Dragon, saying they didn't bother to pay attention to the little spicy chickens.

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.

Some of the Night Elves were tormented by demon addiction, so they 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? The Night Elves are your former compatriots. ”

"On this point, our council is still debating whether the sane Night Elves are still our countrymen, at least I can't tell if they look the same as the band of withered beasts. ”

"If you want me to say, I prefer the group of soul 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 elf stepped over, the small floating cannon on his shoulder happily floating around his master.

"Good idea, if the Night Elves are also our compatriots, then are the Naga also considered to be the same? ”

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

The situation in Asuna is becoming more and more chaotic, and with the arrival of the Naga army under the command of Dark Aesara, the western region of Asuna has completely become a gathering place for the Nagas.

Dalaran was in a position where it was at the forefront of the frontier, so the Council of Kenrito enlisted the help of Lordaeron, who was also very interested in the Asuna region, and soon agreed to send troops.

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

Now Valsara is full of nightmares, corrupted dark forests, and mad beasts, and the druids are fighting fires everywhere, purifying the nightmares in an effort to push the battle line to the corrupted World Tree, Sarah Dashir.

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

As for the tribe... The tribe has nothing to say, they live happily with the braggart minotaurs in the High Ridge, and by the way, they help them clear out the hateful Drogbal, the underground stone trolls who have taken over the nest of Nesario as their stronghold and constantly harass the minotaur villages.

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 temporary workers without authorization, and we will immediately fire the relevant demonic temporary employees, and return justice to the world of Azeroth!

This matter really has nothing to do with the demons, after all, the Burning Legion, under the order of the Supreme God Lord Sargeras, is now 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 various forces are still extremely restrained, far less unrestrained than in the outer regions 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.

This matter can be referred to Kul Tiras, who is now like a grandson, and everyone does not want to see them.

Live is a bloody example of being sprayed to death by the news media.

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