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Suramar's late autumn was somewhat cold.

Although it is close to the center of the world, the warm monsoon from the ocean makes this island almost free of cold winter weather, but here is a magical world after all, and a simple climate cannot dominate the temperature changes in this world.

Whether it is mysterious magic or quite unscientific engineering, there are many ways to easily meet the needs of large-scale cooling or heating. As early as the war of the ancients, the druids of the elven empire, It has already begun to use natural energy to intervene in agriculture to ensure that enough food is provided to feed most people.

In short, this is a magical world, and many things cannot be treated with a simple "common sense".

Suramar in late autumn can be called the most beautiful place in Azeroth. Pieces of red maple leaves fell on the desolate ground like a blanket. It was given to this 10,000 years ago because The tortured and tortured land of the Well of Eternity changed into a "new coat", wandered over the ground covered by maple leaves, walked through the ruins of the ancient elven empire, and watched those covered with vines Sculpture, vaguely can also see the grand scene of the elven empire in its heyday.

After all, it was one of the most glorious times of Azeroth civilization.

Suramar used to be the center of that splendid civilization. It was the pearl of Queen Azshara's palm and the Queen's favorite city. On this ancient land, the Queen admired the beauty of falling maple leaves more than once.

But now, there is only one piece of wreckage left here, and there are beasts that dwell between the wreckage. In the early years, there were blighters who were expelled from Suramar in this wilderness. Those who desperately desire magic power are like The walking corpses are average, any little magic fluctuations are enough to attract monsters like corpses.

However, in recent years, the number of dry spells has been greatly reduced. On the one hand, the Burning Legion is stationed in Suramar, and the demons use the dry spells to do various experiments, or simply extract their messy souls as evil spells. Materials, on the edge of Suramar City, in the huge canyon created by the explosion of the Well of Eternity that year, a giant outpost belonging to the demons has been completed, and the land covered by evil energy is like a greedy The beasts are constantly eating the lives and souls of those pathetic withers.

On the other hand, the increasingly rampant "slave operation" is also an important factor in the decrease in the number of law-abiding people.

About 4-5 years ago, the guards of Surama City found some strange high-elves wandering outside Surama City. They were like professional soldiers, driving small warships driven by magic. Docked on the coastline of Suramar, then a team of several people scattered throughout the plains, looking for the night elves who had been expelled from the city by the rulers of Suramar, but had not fallen into the wither.

Those slave traffickers will use magic to lure the night children who have been expelled from the city and take them to their own warships. After collecting enough night elves, these slave traffickers will drive the boat and disappear into the vastness. At sea, after a few months, they will appear again.

Because of these weird high elves, almost a thousand night child elves who have been expelled from the city in recent years have become almost unwieldy, but these bold high elves have not always been so honest. In the past few years, they have planned In several raids, the largest of these, these high elves even dressed up as children of the night and infiltrated the city of Suramar. They lit a fire in the city and plundered nearly 1,500 civilians of the children of the night while taking advantage of the chaos.

No one knows where the children of the night were taken, and nobody knows why these high elves would capture the children of the night so crazy, but the strength of these "slaughters" is indeed very strong. Under the instruction of Germany, the Twilight Guards of Suramar City set traps against them several times, but they were all escaped by the high elves because of the difference in strength.

The furious Master Magister planned to personally deal with those high-level elf slavers who did not know the heights of the earth, but the sudden arrival of the Devil of the Burning Legion caused the Master Magister to give up this idea.

But to this day, the high elves’ slave squads are still infested in certain areas of the Suramar Plains, and horror legends about the "malicious white elves" are also circulating in Suramar City, allowing some children and women of the night child Not even dare to go out alone at night...it's just like a ghost.

Today, these high-elven rangers who acted swiftly on the Suramar Plains suffered an indiscriminate disaster...Accurately, they themselves provoke opponents who cannot afford it at all. .

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"what!"

In the hidden valley of the Suramar Plain near Suramar City, the last High Elf Ranger who tried to escape was hit by a shadow lightning hit from behind, and the extremely corrosive Shadow Power wrapped around the Ranger's body like a viper , Almost instantly squeezing his vitality, and the scorching shadow fire easily burned the ranger’s body, so that this fresh life, after only a few seconds, was transformed into a place Ashes blowing in the wind.

The weak Queen Saloras looked at the fresh vitality squeezed from her hands, and the green life energy was like a fresh water flow, shaking between her five fingers, which looked extremely miserable in appearance. The daughter of Daring dare not delay, she turned around and limped towards the camp where the rangers were set in the valley.

This is a small camp for 5 people, which should be the place where these high elves slave hunters settled, but now the five rangers and more than 20 ravened night child elves trapped in this valley have been completely reduced to ashes.

Their vitality is being held in the hands of Queen Saloras.

And the daughter of the shadow should use this precious vitality to renew her life for her sister, the high-level warlock Oreses.

A few days ago, they experienced a terrible battle...

On the day when the army was set up in the crazy Hella and the attack was launched towards Odin, the Titan's guardian, and the day when the rolling tide of undead swept through the holy land of the Vrykul, the twins of Eredar and their evil lords also mixed in Hella’s undead black tide rushed into the Warragal fortress in Odin.

And that is the beginning of the disaster.

"Sister, come and open your mouth."

There was also a black mark on the face of Queen Saloras hit by energy bombardment. She was covered with wounds, and her left leg seemed to have a severe fracture. The most terrible thing was that a Titan force was mixed in her body. In the process, preventing evil energy from healing her injuries not only seriously affected the health of Queen Saloras, but also greatly reduced her combat effectiveness.

But compared to the high-level Warlock Oresis who had already fainted at this time, Queen Saloras was lucky again.

Salolas clearly remembered that when their sisters took advantage of the battle between Odin and Hella, the moment they got the shield of Agramar from the Treasury of Odin, they were discovered by Odin, the crazy guardian The fighters tried their best to throw Thunder Lightning on top of their heads. The unguarded Gemini were trapped in the Thunder for a moment, but then Hella destroyed the power center of the Warragal Fortress, causing the entire fortress to be there. The roar fell into the sea.

In that war, Olesseth was unfortunately struck by the violent Odin with the lightning bolt like lightning, and passed out on the spot, and Queen Salolas was alone with the extremely important shield of Aggramar, Carrying his comatose sister and escaping from that hell-like battlefield, it was a very hard journey... and Hella's **** seemed to regret it!

She killed Odin with the help of the legion, but sent her Valkyrie to chase the Eredar twins who took the shield of Agrama, forcing them to walk the coastline all the way. It took a few days to get rid of the difficult goddesses and return to the Suramar wilderness.

"Sister... cough."

The high-level warlock Oreses awakened from the coma opened her eyes hard. When she opened her mouth, she emitted a scorched black smoke, which represented that Odin’s lightning power remained in Austria. If you don’t remove it, it is difficult for high-level warlocks to recover in a short time.

"Sister, it hurts..."

The red-skinned high-level warlock said pitifully, which made Queen Salolas very distressed. The two sisters were in close contact, and actually did not need Oresses to speak, and Queen Saloras could feel the pain in her sister.

She knelt on the ground on one knee and gently poured the green life energy into her mouth. With the energy of 27 lives integrated into her body, the high-level warlock's face became a little more ruddy, but she still didn't get rid of her body injuries. Sick torture.

"Sister, Agrama's shield! Is it still there?"

Aureise asked hard, Queen Salorus nodded, she looked at the storage ring on her finger, she said softly:

"Relax, Oresis, we tried hard to bring it out, I won't just throw it away..."

Speaking of which, the daughter of the shadow couldn't help rubbing her forehead. She sat next to her sister, letting the weaker sister lean on her legs. She recalled the battle of the past few days. In her mind, it was so real, so unforgettable, that during the occasional rest, Queen Saloras couldn't help but recall, how did their sisters escape in such a terrible battle? A life...

But every detail is so clear, from their falling into a difficult situation, to the final escape of the battle of Odin and Hella who broke out with all their strength, everything seemed to reappear yesterday.

"We underestimated Hella."

Queen Saloras said unwillingly:

"We also underestimated the power of Odin, the top guardian of the Titans, not less than the fraudster himself. This time the action is too reckless. If we are not lucky enough, we may be buried in the fall. Wallagar Fortress...even, really died there."

"Yes."

Closing his eyes, the high-level warlock Oleseth, who was taking a break every minute and second, also said softly:

"Those memories, those battle scenes, it's terrible... I can still feel the pain until now, Odin struck my body with lightning, almost splitting my soul... It hurts so much. "

"This world, sister, those Nasrems are right, this world is too mysterious! We should not stay here for too long."

"But the hardest moment is over, my sister."

Queen Salolas stroked her sister’s hair, she said:

"We have obtained the shield of Agrama, now we just need to go back to the city of Suramar, contact our mentor, and tell the fraudster everything here. Even if our task is completed, we can leave this place. , Go back to Argus, and never come back to this evil world!"

"You can't let the Nasrems know that we got the shield of Aggramar, sister!"

The weak Oresé gritted her teeth and said:

"Once they know, they will surely try their best to seize the pillar of creation from our hands, and even set a trap of death in our back ground. We must be fooled with the snakes, Tikdios and Banazzar. They are also loyal to the fraudsters. ...They are the power we can rely on!"

"Yes, they are indeed! Rest assured, sister."

Queen Salolas smiled at her sister, she said softly:

"I have sent a message to Banazzar. It and Tikdios will come here to meet us soon. The most difficult time has passed. Rest quickly and recuperate."

In Suramar’s wilderness, in this hidden valley, the seriously wounded high-level Warlock Oreses fell asleep, and Queen Salorus leaned against the stone wall. She used shadow magic to lay down several monitoring knots. In the world, in the fatigue, this shadow girl also intends to take a nap, but as long as she closes her eyes, she can recall the battle between Hella and Odin...

That was the battle she saw with her own eyes, when she was hiding in the shadow of the ruins of the fall of the Wallagar fortress, the god-like sea war, the bursting power of Odin, the end of the Hydra form of the fusion of Hella and death All the horror seemed to be reproduced in front of her again.

Each recollection will make those hidden details clearer.

All this...all this is so real.

As if, within reach.

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