Marton, the endless chaotic energy is destroying this broken continent every moment, and today, it is particularly ferocious.

In the middle of this wasteland, a large, monstrous black starship floats vertically in the air, an existence that Lanlos will never forget. The Mallet of Evil Energy, Tyranna's car, is also Marton's strongest fighting power.

At the entrance, the chaotic energy visible to the naked eye quickly converged, and the next moment, a graceful figure became clear in the line of sight.

"Accomplish your mission, Your Majesty, and you must fulfill your promise. Alyssa walked into Tylana's command hall with a spring breeze, but to her surprise, it was not the queen who was waiting for her.

"Who are you?!" Alyssa instantly burned with rage as she watched one of Eredas sit upright in the place that belonged to Bel Ash. That is his own property, a promise made to herself by the queen spider! Now it is occupied by an outsider?

"That spot doesn't belong to you!......" Alyssa felt the dangerous aura of the scythe in her hand as she raised her hand, but before she could show surprise, infinite fear had crept up his cheeks.

Wisps of miserable white light burst out from the scythe, and if you look closely, you will find that the light is filled with countless wailing souls!

"Ahh

"That's enough!" Beside her, seeing her subordinates being tortured like this, Tyrana couldn't help but let out a low sigh, "Sataire, this is my territory, and I don't welcome unscrupulous guests!"

"As you wish, my lady. The demon Ereda, known as Sataire, lowered his scythe, and the scarred succubus fell to the ground, and if it weren't for the rapid breathing, he would have been like a dead man.

"But you're wrong. Slender fingers caressed the blood-red edge of the scythe, surprisingly, Satyr didn't respect Tylana as much as the other demons of the Shattered Abyss, "The master didn't send me here to be your guest. ”

So arrogant, so rebellious......

If it weren't for that scythe, I'd have torn you to pieces!!, Tyrana clenched her fists, her claws digging deep into the flesh, but her face showed no pain.

It was a magic steel scythe forged by Sargeras with the help of the flames generated by Marton's destruction, and then used it to harvest the souls of those recalcitrant demons. One of them was the Dreadlord of Marton, Ursaleth, who once ruled Marton with an iron fist.

Sargeras named the scythe after Ussales and framed Ursales' skull on the top of the scythe to warn the betrayers of the fate of the betrayer.

And thanks to the terrible calamity wrought by Sataire on the Upwind Trail, the weapon has become a legend, and it is now known as Ursaleth Windward Reaper!

The strength of demons lies not only in their strength, but more importantly, even if they die, as long as their souls are not destroyed, they can still be reborn in the Twisted Void.

No matter what the demon is, when he sees Ursaleus, who takes pleasure in devouring souls, he will restrain his violent temper. Not only because of its power, but more importantly, it is a weapon made by the Legion's master, Sargeras, and those who use it must have been favored by the Dark Titans.

Few demons dared to challenge his authority, and Tyranna was one of the majority.

"I hope you're as strong as your fangs and mouth. The spider queen held back her anger, clasped her hands on her chest, and looked at each other with a bystander attitude.

"Don't blink. Satel still looked confident, as if Tyranna's request was nothing more than a trivial matter like eating and drinking.

"Ah, long gone, familiar taste. Raising his hand to point at the succubus who wanted to escape, a white streamer suddenly shot out of her head in the latter's frightened gaze, and in an instant came to Sataire.

"Come, show your true colors!" Satel grinned and crushed the soul shard, and then a vague phantage appeared in the center of the hall.

"I knew they would send you......"

Looking at that familiar face, the curvature of the corners of Sataire's mouth gradually expanded: "How many years have we not seen each other? ”

"If you're looking at my jokes, please get out of the way, I have important things to report to Your Majesty. ”

"Who called you my sister, as you wished?" Sartel shrugged his shoulders and stepped out of the way, and an image of Ereda who resembled her appeared in Tyrana's sight.

She's Vehana, Soul Eater!

The natural entrance to the sea, combined with the High Elves' exquisite construction craftsmanship, makes this the largest harbor in Quel'Salas outside of Silvermoon City. Different from the square inch in the game, as a transportation hub, the scale of Yangfan Port is not small.

Based on white stucco, the gold and red motifs make the entire harbor look golden, and the merchant ships with the phoenix insignia alternate between and the elves on the land shouting and busy, and the lively scene makes Lanlos a little stunned.

"First time in Sunsail Harbor?" said Sarrell tugging at the reins and stopping beside Lanros.

After a short silence, Lanlos showed a hint of sadness in his eyes: "Sort of." ”

"Yes, yes, no, no, what do you mean?" Pursing his lips, the Elven Ranger took the lead and walked forward, "Sunsail Harbor is the most dazzling coastal pearl of Quel'Salas, although it is not as good as the port of Silvermoon City, but since the Council does not allow other races to enter Silvermoon City, this transit station is the first choice for all foreign merchant ships. ”

"Coupled with the threat of forest trolls, merchants prefer to choose safe maritime trade. ”

"You can buy basically everything in Azeroth here......"

Sarre's explanation is obviously exaggerated, but it is not unreasonable, and Quel'Salas does think highly of himself and is closed off from the country, but he is quite sensible, not entirely pedantic. The import and export trade was not completely locked, and due to its geographical proximity to the capital, Yangfan Port was the first city to open up, and dwarves, humans, and even goblins could occasionally be seen in the crowd.

However, they are not popular, whether it is taxes or others, the suppression of foreign races by the royal court can be reflected in various aspects. If it weren't for the fact that the goods of the High Elves were indeed extremely attractive, I'm afraid no one would want to come to this place and accept the snub.

However, Lanlos has a different opinion of this arrogance, a bad one. Not to mention the future undead disasters, whether it is the stinginess of supporting the Lordaeron Alliance in attacking the orcs, or the lack of assistance when the orcs attack Quel'Thalas, this is the result of the high elves' long-term arrogance.

It's a pity that even if Lanlos is a clear-eyed person, due to his strength and status, he doesn't have the ability to change all this.

Shaking his head, the elven boy buried the darkness he saw under the splendor in his heart, took out a scroll of letters from his bosom, and looked at the handwriting on it that belonged to Fergus, and his mood was once again low.

Today was the time for Fergus to sail to Fatherin, and Lanlos would not stay long in Yangfan Harbor, and after asking Sarrell for the exact location, he parted ways with the rangers.

"You're punctual, young man. With her white shirt revealing a large area of wheat-colored scenery on her chest, Luo's exposed waist and fiery red hair and trousers, Lanlos could be sure at a glance that this woman's personality must be the same as her hot clothes.

"Are you, Captain Kellysendra?" asked Lanros, glancing at the letter in his hand to confirm.

"Just call me Kelly, the Sun Heroes are about to leave, get on the boat. Sure enough, as Lanlos thought, Kelly didn't have the heart to chat with him, and almost threw herself directly onto the boat.

"Scorching sun, hero?"

"That's right, the largest cargo ship in Yangfan Harbor, my ship!" Clapping her chest, Kelly looked proud as she glanced around, and the sailors quickly withdrew their squinting gazes and continued their work as if nothing had happened.

Big is indeed big.

Lanros silently shifted his gaze away from the other's chest, a smile flashing in his eyes.

Wouldn't it be too eye-catching to give a cargo ship its name?

"Okay, our cargo...... Oh no, our guests have arrived. Feeling the strange gaze of Lanloth, Kelly quickly changed her words, and then shouted at the sailors, "Now, let's go!"

With a loud bang, the sails rose instantly, and the pattern of the red-haired woman on it was particularly vivid in the sea breeze.

Instead of returning to the cabin, Lanlos stood on the deck, looking at the land that was fading away, and did not move for a long time.

He had thought about this scene, but the figure that was waving goodbye to him on the shore was nowhere to be found......