There are very few living people on the island of Assuna, except for the Night Elf Ghost, which is the Blue Dragon, and some wild animals that still live in this inhospitable area.

As for the goblin arena and dwarven expeditions, none of them existed during this period.

In addition to these local residents, there is also a group of "new neighbors" who have only relocated from the neighbouring Sulama in recent decades.

The Wither.

Sarian had already planned to go to Surama, and learned in advance from the barrage the origin and characteristics of the wither, a local "specialty" of Surama.

The Withered were originally Night Elves who lived in the city of Sulamah.

In the early days of the War of the Ancients, the city of Sulama, ruled by the archmage Elisandr, had been on the side of Queen Aishra, aiding the demons who had invaded Azeroth.

Initially, the Burning Legion's demonic actions were fairly restrained, and they would only target the Night Elf civilians in the lower ranks.

But as time passed, demons, creatures on the chaotic side, gradually revealed their uncontrolled side, and some of the upper elves began to suffer.

From this point on, Elisandr became skeptical about whether Azhara's decision to cooperate with the demon was correct.

After some deliberation with his advisors, Elisandr decided to withdraw from the increasingly uncontrolled war.

She used the Eye of Amansur, the pillar of creation kept by Sulama, to raise a huge magical shield, enveloping the entire city of Sulama in a defensive barrier, completely cutting off it from the outside world.

After the heavens and the earth shattered, the Well of Eternity exploded, and the upper elves of Sulama City lost a stable supply of mana.

At this time, Elisandr once again stepped forward and created a new source of magic through the power of the Pillar of Creation, which he named the Night Well.

Since then, Sulama has remained cut off from the outside world, spending 10,000 years of contentment, and changing the name of her race to the Children of the Night.

After all, the Well of Night is not an orthodox magic spring, and there is a limit to the number of people it can support with its magic power.

Although the fertility rate of elves is low, if the time scale is stretched to 10,000 years, several batches of new generations can be born.

The population of Sulama has not grown because of the arrival of these new generations, and it still maintains a fixed number of people, because the Well of Night can only afford to support so many people.

What about the extra people?

The withered ones who roam the wilderness of Sulamar are the answer.

Lacking a supply of mana, the Children of the Night, whose brains were burned out by their addiction, gradually lost their minds and became a mad wither.

The Witherer will only instinctively pursue mana, and will not consider the difficulty of obtaining mana.

These creatures, which cannot be controlled by anyone, are no different from wild beasts, and even lack the instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm that creatures should have.

As the number of criminals exiled outside the city by Surama for various reasons increased, the number of law-withering people naturally increased.

Once exiled from the city, it was only a matter of time before the children of the night, who were not supplied with magical power, became withered, and no matter how strong they were, they could not endure the long-term torment of demonic addiction.

More and more withers will inevitably overstock each other's living space, and some of them follow the fluctuations of the source of magic power to Asuna.

According to Senagos, most of them live near the ruins of Zachnar's Magic Net to the east of the Blue Wing Habitat, living on the primordial magic that overflows from the chaotic Web nodes.

The primordial magic power that has not been purified by the magic net is very violent, and rash absorption will cause irreversible damage to the human body.

The witherer can't do that much, as long as he can satisfy his endless thirst for magic.

However, side effects do exist, and the witherers who consume primordial magic become more and more manic, instinctively attacking all living beings around them, sucking up the tiny amount of magic in their bodies.

Over time, there was no living creature near the ruins of Zahnar's magic net, except for the witherers.

Unable to satisfy his appetite, the Withered Cultivator can only expand outward, gradually provoking the blue dragon in the Blue Wing Habitat.

As mentioned before, the withered ones never knew what it meant to seek advantage and avoid disadvantage, and they would dare to attack even if they encountered the dragons.

In their opinion, these big creatures flying in the sky are the source of magic power that can move, and as long as one is killed, it is enough for an entire race to absorb it for a month.

But dragons aren't vegetarians, and even if the Bluewing habitat only has young dragons, it can still easily repel the invading wilters.

But after a long period of entanglement with these tireless, fearless monsters, the barely able to maintain the balance of payments in the Bluewing habitat was shattered, and the arcane energy available became less and less.

Stella Gossa has repeatedly proposed that all the staff take the initiative and solve all the dead spells once and for all.

But in each case, Senagos rejected his granddaughter's proposal on the grounds that it was not conducive to the future development of the habitat.

Continuing to drag on like this is only a slow death, and Senagos himself knows it.

But his concerns are also justified, the battle with the witherer will inevitably deplete a lot of the habitat's energy reserves, and after the battle, it is likely that the habitat's energy will not be able to make ends meet.

Senagos had wanted to find an opportunity to discuss what to do with Inas who was visiting again, but Inas hadn't been back since he had left last time. valley

Through the information provided by Sarjan, Senagos learned that Inas had been plotted by the ancient god Enzos, and he slept until recently.

And as soon as she woke up, she started to trouble the Old Gods again, and was blasting Cthun with Silisus and her teammates.

Before parting last time, Inas jokingly mentioned that it might be her son next time.

At that time, Senagos didn't take it seriously, but he didn't expect to be really told by her.

The problems left by the mother, the son of Sarean inherited the mother's business as a matter of course.

"Actually, it's still that question."

Sarjan scratched his head and asked, "Why do you have to face it alone, even if you don't want to move back to Khao Dara and ask for help from other blue dragons." ”

Senagos shook his head with a wry smile, "When I left Kodara, the War of the Ancients had not yet begun. ”

"A great battle has almost wiped out the Blue Dragons, and Malygos has gone mad because of the mass deaths of Sindagossa and his people, and those old acquaintances I know ...... None of them survived. ”

"The new generation of blue dragons were all hatched with the help of other dragons after the end of the ancient war, and they have no relationship with me, so I can't pull my face to ask for help from those juniors I don't know."

Salian frowned, looked at Senagos with an unkind face, and asked in a somewhat unceremonious tone, "Your face is more important than the survival of the race?" ”

"Shut up!"

Senagos himself did not react, and Stellagosa stood up first to stop Sarren's rudeness.

"This is an internal affair of the Blue Wing Habitat, what qualifications do you, an outsider, have to say nothing......"

"Little Star, stand down."

Stella Gossa disgruntled and tried to justify: "Grandfather! He said it too much, I ......"

I said...... Retire. ”

Senagos, who had been smiling since they met, sank his face, and Sarren and the others felt a weight on their shoulders at the same time, and the powerful dragon power pressed them in place and couldn't move.

This burst of dragon power comes and goes quickly.

After a few seconds, Senagos coughed violently, and the previous power seemed to be a short-lived illusion.

'This old blue dragon...... There are two brushes. ’

Although the dragon power is only fleeting, judging from the sense of coercion that does not lose much to the dragon king before, the strength of Senagos at his peak is definitely not weak, and it is even above the green dragon warrior Illanicus and the old red dragon Taranistaz.

With such a powerful combat power, it would be too wasteful for him to continue to lie on his stomach like this.

Sarren's agitation was not without effect, as can be seen from the sudden attack of Senagos, regardless of his physical condition.

He is not mainly targeting his beloved little granddaughter, but the outspoken Sarren.

Saljan is not the kind of person who will give in honestly when threatened, he still stiffens his neck and continues to ask: "You said that your old acquaintances are gone, but what about Elgoth?" ”

"He's Malygos' advisor, you don't know him, do you?"

"Elgoth?"

Senagos's eyes widened slightly, and he looked at Salaan in surprise and asked, "He's still alive?" I thought ......"

Salian scoffed, "Elgos was ordered by the Weaver to stay in Khodara before the Battle of the Ancients began, and narrowly escaped. ”

"After all, you didn't bother to probe the post-war situation in Kodara, you just shrank your head like a turtle and hid in Asuna, indifferent to everything in the outside world!"

"Your attitude of not taking the initiative, not being responsible, and not responding is worthy of the heirs in the habitat who trust you wholeheartedly!"

Sarren's sharp questioning silenced Senagos, and Stellagossa looked at Sarreyan with a somewhat complicated look.

There was a momentary silence at the edge of the magical pool in the Blue Wing Habitat, and only the roars of dragons and the sounds of battle could be faintly heard on the periphery of the habitat.

Judging by the movements caused by both sides, it is obvious that the blue dragon side has the upper hand.

"Hey~"

After a few minutes, Senagos sighed deeply, finally breaking the silence and speaking again.

"You're not the first to point this out, perhaps...... It's really me wrong. ”

Senagos looked at the sky with a look of confusion and relief: "Sarjan, your temper that is not afraid of authority and outspoken is exactly the same as your mother. ”

"It seems that it is time for a change."