My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"It's okay... My family and many night elf castles have allies... As aristocrats far away from Isharin, we have always been more united."

Kotalos Raffencrest was surprised to see the blue dragon at his feet slowly descending-he didn't understand why such a powerful creature would not look so strong to the one in front of him (in humans, Al Sath is very strong, but the night elves are much taller than humans.) The human words follow—but he answered Alsace’s questions honestly.

"That's fine... Actually, Lord Raffencrest, I decided to bring you here because I wanted you to see with your own eyes what happened at Essalyn... Now that you have confirmed, Then... I will trouble you to go back to Black Rook Hold, to assemble all the night elves' armies you can contact, and march towards Ashalin... If my estimation is not wrong, you will face one The terrible legion can't be solved by a few people with personal force."

Arthas said to Cortalus Ravencrest.

"Okay, I'll rush back...I will contact all the nobles except Essalyn, tell them what is happening here, and gather all our available troops together and march here."

Kotalos Raffincrest nodded and replied.

"Then please, Master Ravencrest."

Arthas smiled and watched Sindragosa slowly landed on the edge of the forest outside Essaling. He stretched out his hand and made a gesture, indicating that Cortalus Raffincrest could jump off Sindragosa. The back is gone.

"But...Is it the only one to go back?"

Kotalos Ravencrest nodded his head, and stopped when he was about to leave. He turned around, hesitated and asked again.

"It should be...because I think I will let Malfurion and the others go back now, and they won't agree...We have something to do if we stay here...you know what, I suspect those demons cut off your people The connection with the Well of Eternity... Illidan can no longer release spells, and maybe other mages are the same... If we want to fight the attack of the Burning Legion, we must at least prevent such a curse."

Arthas shook his head and said to Cortalus Ravencrest.

"So... I understand."

Kotalos Ravencrest nodded, he turned around, patted Malfurion on the shoulder, and then slid down the wings of Sindragosa, standing on the body of the huge blue dragon. Under the shadows, I looked up and looked at the few young night elves and two strangers who called themselves "humans" who were completely unfamiliar with them. They waved to them, then turned and walked into the woods, facing the Black Rook Castle. The direction went over—Ketalus Raffencrest never thought that, as the master of Black Raven Castle, he was unable to stop all this happening in Essalyn, and the next fate of the night elf kingdom, It is actually pinned on these young people...

...

"Master Raffencrest... can he return to Black Rook Hold safely?"

Tyrande had been standing by Alsace's side looking at Kotalos Raffincrest who had left, and she asked with some worry.

"It seems that those demons have not expanded beyond Essalyn. As long as he recognizes the way back to Black Rook Hold, there should be no danger... You might as well worry about us, Ms. Tyrande... We are going to enter a full The city of evil monsters."

Arthas smiled and said.

"I... I'm not afraid!"

Tyrande squeezed the hunting bow in his hand and said loudly.

"Do you have any plans? I know I have almost no combat power now... But if I need anything, I can still use some of the spells that Teacher Cenarius taught me."

Illidan hesitated, walked to Alsace and said humbly-he had always had no good impressions of this human visitor, but... Illidan was a very realistic person, he had to admit that since Alsace appeared , Everything he said became a reality, and every decision he made had enough reason...When he lost the magic power he could rely on, Illidan felt that he had to obey this human arrangement.

"We are divided into two parts-I, Xiaoshuang and Sindragosa broke into the palace, trying to prevent the high-level elves from continuing to summon the demons of the Burning Legion, and cracking the spell that prevents your people from contacting the Well of Eternity; and You, Malfurion, and Tyrande... The three of you, while we are attracting the attention of those demons, try to find your people in the ruins of Essalyn and take them away from this dangerous place. , Enter the woods and wait for the reinforcements of Black Rook Hold-I think Malfurion can exert a very powerful force in the woods. Even if some demons find you, you shouldn’t need to worry... Is that true? "

Arthas said to Malfurion.

"Yes, I can find a lot of helpers in the forest, but... you really want to enter that palace? I mean... we have never been in, I don’t know what it looks like now, but... It’s the elves inside, there may be no way to trust now..."

Malfurion said embarrassedly.(To be continued.)

1036 Fight

Malfurion actually said this with a feeling of shame—after all, those high-level elves who moved freely in the palace were once his compatriots—but Malfurion knew that from all the signs, the high-level Most of the elves have betrayed other compatriots, and obviously they will all become their own enemies.

"I know, don't worry, Sindragosa is a dragon, and Xiaoshuang is also very powerful... If you can't stop those demons from coming to this world, I won't force it... but you need to be more careful. Those demons are not easy to deal with. Besides, you still have to protect the elves who are invaded."

Arthas shook his head--he was even more worried about whether these young elves could complete their tasks.

"Don't worry, Mr. Alsace, we won't let you down."

Malfurion replied quickly.

"That's good...Athalyn's wall is already broken. I think you should be able to sneak in without expending much energy... Then, let's separate here."

Arthas looked at Sindragosa, who had turned into a human form beside him, and said to Malfurion and Tyrande.

"I'll take you to that city, master."

Sindragosa volunteered and said, when Arthas nodded, she took Frostmourne and Arthas's hands with her hands, and lightly recited the spell of teleportation spells. The next second, three people He disappeared in front of Illidan, Malfurion and Tyrande.

"This...what kind of spell is this?"

Illidan froze in place, and after a long time, he said a word.

"I don't know... Maybe it's the spell of the blue dragon lady... I heard Master Cenarius say that many dragons themselves are excellent mages... Okay, let's set off as soon as possible. It’s getting dark and it’s more suitable for us to act."

Malfurion patted his brother on the shoulder-he knew that Illidan had always envied those powerful mages-then waved to Tyrande and took the lead and ran towards the ruined Isalin.

...

As the capital of the night elves, Essalyn is completely different from the relatively loose urban structure of Suramar City. Not only does it have tall walls outside the city, but the streets inside are relatively regular-of course, in the past. Now, these city walls, houses and streets that have spent a lot of energy built have been reduced to ashes.

When Illidan, Malfurion, and Tyrande entered Isalin, the young priestess of the moon could not help covering her nose and mouth—the whole city exuded a burnt breath—Thai Rand knew that it was the smell of the burnt flesh and blood of her compatriots, but when she thought of this, she had an urge to disgust.

"What kind of flame is this? It looks weird..."

Malfurion grabbed his brother Illidan, who was about to step through the rubble on the burning green flames, and said with some confusion.

"It's just some flames, what's new?"

Illidan scratched his head, squatted down and looked at the rubble that was still burning-he also began to feel something wrong-how long has the fire passed?Why are these ruins still burning?

"This is not a simple flame, Illidan, look..."

Malfurion muttered the spell. He took out a seed of unknown plant from his waist pocket and threw it at his feet—soon, a vine was removed from Malfurion’s It grows out of the foot and rolls toward those flames.

With a soft "chi", the tip of the vine just touched the periphery of the green flame, and it burned abruptly, making a slight sharp sound—almost in an instant, the entire vine was burnt. However, if Malfurion hadn't jumped a step back, maybe the flames would have spread to his shoes.

"I feel that these flames seem to burn a certain amount of vitality... I don't know if it's the ghosts of those demons... We should avoid these flames."

Malfurion looked at the vines that had been burnt to black, and said with lingering fear.

"Of course... but where are we going to find the survivors?"

Illidan raised his head—the bright twin moons had risen into the night sky—the night elves believed that the night was the most gorgeous dress of the moon god Elune, and the white moon itself was the incarnation of Elune...just, bright and clean The light of the moon shone on the ruins of Essalyn, and the cold feeling made Illidan feel that the night elves’ beliefs were a ridiculous choice—the whole of Essalyn had been reduced to ruins, those of the moon god Elune. The believers all died of unfaithful fate, but in recent years the upper elves who did not believe in the moon god Elune still live safely in that palace... Is this correct?——Ilidan could not understand this question.

"I know a place..."

Tyrande had squatted on the ground before, and now she seemed to regain some energy, stood up, and said timidly.

"Where?"

Malfurion asked quickly—to be honest, in this ruin, it is necessary to avoid the devil’s army and find the survivors... even Malfurion finds it difficult—according to common sense Thinking, those survivors must be hiding in a place that even the devil's army can't search for...I am not familiar with this city, not to mention the city has already become ruins.

"I think... everyone might hide in the Moon God Temple."