Tales of the Highborne

The reason why Darkshore is called Darkshore is because the towering Felwood and the Holy Mountain of Hyjal block the sun's rays most of the time, making this coast look very dim. In the night, the charm of the black coast is fully reflected. She is as thin as a midnight chrysanthemum. Fresh and beautiful......

The Burning Legion was very fast, and they came to the city the day after the rebels withdrew to Moon Shadow City. Fortunately, Moon Shadow City's defense was strong enough, and the two sides fell into a stalemate. The demons could not attack the city, but the elves did not dare to go out to fight. On the third day, the demon's army began to forcibly attack the city, and the battle lasted for a whole day and night. Fortunately, the large number of elven archers played a very important role, and the elves finally completed the defense. However, the whole day and night of fighting still brought down everyone. If there was another attack of the same intensity, everyone might not be able to hold on.

All the elves are using the precious time to recover quickly, especially the moon guards guarding the barrier, who have almost been drained of their magic power. They may not have the strength to face the next battle again, and the civilians in the protective city that has lost its barrier will become very dangerous.

Yueying spent most of his time on the city wall fighting with the soldiers these days, as did other senior officials. Within a few months, a large number of Kaldorei territories were invaded, and Darkshore basically became the last territory of the night elves. Especially not long ago, a thundering roar from the east resounded across the sky. There was a sense of indifference and despair in his voice.

Many elves are guessing what kind of creature can make such a huge roar. The sound came from a very far away place, but the tragic roar lingered for a long time, like a god. That night, Moon Shadow used the earlier leaves to contact Cenarius, and the King of the Forest told him the truth. The quilboar obtained the demigod immortal Agamaggan and fell. Although Agamaggan was one of the strongest creatures in tens of thousands of years, he was eventually defeated by Mannoroth, and his blood was spilled on the land he protected. Yueying felt a little sad, as demigods were legendary existences. For tens of thousands of years, they have basically been the highest fighting force in Azeroth. Unexpectedly, the demons of the Burning Legion can even kill demigods. If the demigods had agreed to join forces to attack Aissalin and destroy the portal, maybe everything would not be as passive as it is now.

However, the death of the Immortal Agamar seemed to have some effect, and the demigods agreed to unite to fight against the Burning Legion. Cenarius informed that he would soon lead other demigods to join the battle.

Yueying was busy in the laboratory alone. Without the energy of the Well of Eternity to support the magic, the magic recovery speed of the mages was very slow. For the next battle, he was going to make a batch of potions to restore magic power and heal. Although he spent a lot of time studying the collected stone tablets for thousands of years. But he still dabbled in alchemy and enchantment and other miscellaneous subjects. And the materials are very complete, basically planted in his inner space.

Ancient and mysterious runes appeared in Yueying's eyes, and water-like ripples began to appear around his body. The scenery in front of him quickly retreated and he appeared in the inner space. After thousands of years, the space has grown like a small world, and even the moon shadow cannot be said to be big. The small Well of Eternity, which was like a spring at first, has grown into a lake, and the water of the lake is shining with the green light of life. The golden oak trees by the lake have also become taller, with thick branches and leaves towering into the clouds. The tree trunk is as thick as a divine pillar supporting the sky. Some thick roots even extended into the lake. Now it can no longer be called an oak tree. The whole tree exudes a sacred atmosphere and is more like a sacred tree. The Lord's Sword, which was about a hundred meters high on the other side of the lake, also became very magical. The runes on the sword kept flashing, and the air was cold.

The sky also became higher and some clouds condensed. It is no longer possible to see the barriers of space with the naked eye, but Yueying can still feel everything in this space. Here he can control everything like the Creator God. The space alternates regularly between light and dark, just like a real world.

There are various kinds of plants growing on the ground, which he has transplanted over the years. Compared with the early days, the survival rate of plants in the space has become very high. Plants will no longer be infected into gold like before. The medicinal herbs that have grown here are very strange and can be used to make potions that can double their effectiveness. Except there are no animals

There is a real world outside. The reason why there are no animals here is because Yueying is afraid that they will destroy the herbs grown. The herbs here are very precious, and every one of them was found by Yueying through hard work.

Yueying took a deep breath. A large amount of magic essence was poured into her when she awakened the abnormality some time ago, so that the inner space is now filled with a large amount of energy. While collecting herbs in Yueying, he quickly recovered the magic power he had recently lost, and he couldn't help but feel shocked. The required herbs were quickly collected, and Yueying breathed a sigh of relief. Runes flashed in his eyes, and he quickly returned to the laboratory again. The red and blue liquids in several large pots are boiling. They are half-finished life potions and magic potions. Yueying took out the newly collected herbs, ground them into powders, and put them one by one into the cauldron for cooking potions.

The potion in the cauldron began to glow quickly, and Yueying breathed a sigh of relief as it was finally completed. All that's left to do is to bottle it. These potions will be of great use in the coming battles. Magic potions can allow mages to quickly restore their mana. With these potions and enchantments, you can put aside the matter for now.

However, the life potion is a bit lacking, and only 10,000 bottles were produced this time. Compared with the more than 200,000 soldiers, it is somewhat insufficient, but these medicines can still be of great use. After all, there are not many priests in the temple, and the priests who can use healing techniques must be at least trainee priests. There are only two to three hundred people with this ability in the entire army, and the life potion can quickly restore wounds and can directly save a person's life at critical times. If everyone can have one bottle, they will definitely gain a huge advantage in the battle with the Burning Legion. . If it weren't for time constraints, Yueying would really like to make another batch of potions and a mixture that can temporarily enhance her strength.

A whole day has passed since the last demonic attack, and everyone knows that the next attack is approaching. The reason why the demons have not attacked for the time being is probably to replenish their troops, and the next attack will be more fierce. Ravencrest and other high-level officials are setting up defenses nervously, and civilians without combat capabilities are also helping to carry stones and arrows. Among them are many Suramar refugees and Aesalin refugees whose homes have been destroyed. Everyone wants to do their part, because they all know that if Moon Shadow City is destroyed, the elves will have no hope.

The soldiers were slowly waiting for the arrival of dawn on the city wall. The waiting was painful. The night elves have always liked the night, but they have never felt that any night can be as difficult as tonight. Three full days have passed since Krasus went to seek help from the Dragon Clan. Yueying doesn't know if he has reached the Dragon Clan yet. Is everything going smoothly, or is the Dragon Clan too far away and he hasn't arrived yet.

It is darkest before dawn. Yueying now deeply feels the meaning of this sentence. All the elves are praying, no one knows whether they can survive tomorrow. Yueying didn't know either, but what he knew was that he had to fight with all his strength because there was no way out. He didn't know where to go if he retreated again. There were a large number of refugees in the city, making it impossible for them to retreat. His only hope now is that the demigods led by Cenarius can arrive quickly.

Finally the sun climbed up from Felwood, and the warm sunshine sprinkled down from the sky like gold dust. The forest and coast exuded a thin layer of vitality, and all the night elves squinted their eyes in enjoyment. They had never liked this sphere they hated so much, and their eyes cleared away the haze in their hearts.

A long horn sounded, and all the elven soldiers were eagerly waiting. Demons were galloping on the distant horizon, and there were doomsday guards in the sky holding giant swords burning with green flames. The strange-looking Eredar wizards were also in the queue, and a new unit appeared behind them.

"The Dread Lord." Luo Ning called out the name of this creature.

These fear devils exuding powerful evil energy are unbelievable terrifying existences and rulers of darkness and spirit. These brutal demons were once considered the most capable officers of the Burning Legion, and they were loyal to Kil'jaeden, the leader of the Burning Legion. Behind them, a huge figure walked slowly, Archimonde.

Yueying frowned, knowing that this battle would not be easy. Thank you for your support by collecting and recommending