Sky floating island Dalaran.

This is the last ruins of the former city-state of Dalaran, only one-third the size of the former Dalaran, but because when Tyrion bombarded the northern mainland with the Eye of Sargeras, this floating island broke away from the ruins of Dalaran, and under the radiation of a huge amount of evil energy, it was like a piece of raw material, and was endowed with special magical properties.

It hovers in the sky and defends the gravity of the earth, but of course, the warlocks who originally controlled it did not make a major transformation of it until the mages of Kenrito returned to the floating island and shared the island with the warlocks of the Black Scythe Council in the form of a reorganization.

The Violet Council is currently composed of 3 ** divisions and 3 archcistas, representing the two major factions of Dalaran at present, the classical orthodox mages, and the deviant warlocks, of course, the only officially recognized warlock organization like the Black Scythe Council, it is definitely impossible to have any rotten people, they have a complete set of methods for selecting members.

As the only ray of light once seen as a street rat-like sewer profession, the Scythe Council receives hundreds of self-nominations every day, and down-and-out warlocks around the world aspire to join the Scythe Council and walk the Empire in the open, but only the most gifted and willing to accept coercive discipline will be able to set foot in this warlock mecca.

In this respect, the Black Scythe Grand Karcist Kel'thugad has fulfilled his promise to the original group of Warlocks, and he has opened up a new world for the Warlocks.

At this time, the Grand Karcist of Kel'thugad, who had ushered in an era, was enjoying his own lunch.

It was a delicate and expensive long wooden table, on which were placed more than 50 plates of various dishes, with various flavors, including almost all the dishes of all civilizations in Azeroth, like a great feast, and in the cups on the table, there were more than a dozen drinks with different tastes, of course, these things could not be eaten by one person, even the Grand Karcist could not eat everything.

Apparently, the Grand Karcist of Kel'thugad was entertaining his own "guests", or rather, his family.

"Behold, the ribs of the best thunder lizards in the Barrens, cooked by the best chefs, believe me, my little darling, only a small bite... Shrewd. ”

Master Kel'thugad, who has always appeared in a cold and harsh style in the outside world, at this moment wears a white napkin, like a father who feeds his children, he holds a plate of red meat steak in his hand, the special fragrance is enough to make anyone salivate, and on the table in front of Master Kel'thugad, Mr. Bigworth is half-crouching, he sniffs the meat on Kel'thugad's plate, and the black and white face shows a hint of human disgust.

"Ah, you don't like the smell?"

The Grand Karcist immediately put the meat steak in his hand on the table, and diligently picked up another plate, on which was placed a fresh silver-scaled fish, not to mention the taste, but only to arrange, like a work of art.

Kel'thugad put the fish in front of the kitten, and this time, he seemed to have chosen the right one, and the cold Mr. Kel'thugad seemed to be very interested in the fish, and he sniffed the fish, and then raised his head and looked at the smiling Kel'thugad, and it let out a soft call:

"Meow~"

It rubbed its face against Kel'thugad's, then lowered its head and began to enjoy its lunch.

"Ah, how good, my darling, so good."

The Grand Karcist gently stroked Mr. Bigworth's hair, his eyes were full of tenderness that had been infected by evil energy, and his pupils had appeared green, which was an emotion that Kel'thugad had never revealed in the past few years, obviously, the return of his cat had filled the biggest regret in the heart of the Grand Karcist, making him change from a crazy maniac warlock who pursued demonic power to the ** master who didn't care about the world.

The cat in front of him, who had been with him since he was a child, was the best treasure in his life, and for it, Kel'thugad was even willing to be the enemy of the whole world.

"Meow~"

"Oh, you said you had a wife and children? Awesome, my Mr. Bigworth is awesome, no cat lady can escape your charm, right~ Hahahaha, when are you bringing them over for me to see. ”

"Meow Meow~"

"After a while, right? Well, then it seems that I have to prepare some gifts for your family in advance, the silver barracuda of the storm bay of Aishara heard that it is good, alas, it is a pity for Nat. Mr. Pug is out on a trip, otherwise you would have eaten the most delicious fish in the world today. ”

"Meow~"

"You miss me so much? Ah, my heart is melting... My baby, I miss you too, it's like a year without you with me, but it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, that madman Tyrion sent you back, seriously, I'm going to put the Evil Dao Marker Stone in his dark temple, and then take my unsuccessful subordinates, and lead a group of crazy demons to attack him. ”

One person and one cat in this big room, you talk word by word, happy and happy, although the scene is a little weird, but it is also warm enough.

And at this moment, the sound of the door opening sounded behind the Grand Karcist, and his subordinate Kanressad pushed the door open, and whispered to Kel'thugad:

"Boss, we have discussed a rough relationship between the Black Scythe Council and the Dark Blade, and we need you..."

"Get out!"

Without looking back, Kel'thugad threw out a plate full of vegetables, and as the juice splashed, Kanressad jerked his head down, and the plate smashed against the door next to him.

"It's up to you to decide these little things, incompetent bastard, stop bothering me and my little cutie chatting!"

"Get out! Otherwise... Kill you! ”

"Bang"

The open door slammed shut behind him, and the atmosphere in the room became quiet again, and there was still a trace of anger in Kel'thugad's eyes, it was clear that this was not just a pretext, there was something else behind this anger.

The Warlocks were a bunch of cunning and cunning bastards, and they had no concept of gratitude in their minds, and the filth between the entire Black Scythe Council had already made Kel'thugad very unhappy, so he simply picked his pick and let the guys who jumped up and down play freely.

But when the Grand Karcist turned his head, his face was full of smiles, and he gently patted Mr. Bigworth on the head, and said to the kitten:

"Ignore them, a bunch of incompetent waste, we'll go to Azhara when we're full, I'll catch a few fish, and I'll give you a meal in the evening, and I'll celebrate your homecoming."

"Meow~"

Mr. Bigworth stretched out his paw and hooked Kel'thugad's robe, which made the Grand Karcist can't help but look down at his cat:

"You brought me a gift? Are you sure? ”

"Smack"

The light of space magic flashed away, and three purple, long, narrow, uneven-looking soul stones appeared in front of Kel'thugad's eyes, and the evil magic emitted from them made the Grand Karcist's eyes narrow, he sat down in his chair, picked up the largest of the soul stones, and put it to his ear, and the next moment, a painful hiss sounded in the Grand Karcist's soul:

"I am the King of Erida! I am the mighty Galaxus! Everything is in ashes! All things are extinct! This world... Doomed!! ”

The vibration of the soul caused Kel'thugad's body to shake with a trace of vibration magic, and also made the archkarcist's eyes light up:

"The soul of a great demon... Tyrion was really generous. ”

He placed the soul stone in his hand on the table, as a warlock who contracted the demon to obtain powerful magical powers, and the three extremely high-quality soul stones in front of him were like an open treasure trove in front of Kel'thugad's eyes.

His fingers caressed the soul, his narrowed eyes filled with deliberate thought, and after a moment the Grand Karcist looked down at his cat, and he asked softly:

"So, what does he want me to do?"

"Meow~Meow~"

"Huh? Ahh Sounds challenging. ”

The Grand Karcist leaned back in his chair, he stretched out his fingers, rubbed his forehead, and he whispered:

"But to be honest, it's not impossible... However, he may have to wait for a long time, after all, this thing only had some clues on the Night Elves' side before, and it depends on us to reverse restore it, and it is estimated that it will take a year or two to have a little bit of results. ”

Kel'thugad opened his eyes, looked down at his cat, a smile appeared in his eyes, and reached out and patted Mr. Bigworth on the head:

"But for my cutie's sake, I'll take this job!"

"Meow~"

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Kalimdor's southernmost Moonlit Glade, the sanctuary of the most druids, is just a mountain away from the Night Elves' sanctuary of Mount Hyjal, and like Valshara in the Broken Isles, in this secluded mountain forest, the druids use natural magic to try to create another emerald dream in this world.

At the edge of the Moonlit Glade, there was a large mountain of beasts, where many powerful druids once slumbered and understood the secrets of nature, but now, the army of demons is displayed between the forest of Felwood and the Ash Valley, close to Mount Hyjal, this war between elves and demons has been protracted.

A few months ago, the elves had already had an absolute advantage, and with the help of the demigods of nature, they even defeated the demons all the way and broke into the last bastion of the demons, the Shadow Fortress in the middle of the Fywood Forest, but just this month, the spatial barrier of Azeroth and Marton Star was broken through again, and more demons roared into the Shadow Keep, which was replenished with enough troops, and the demons beat the night elf army all the way out.

At the moment, the two sides are still in a stalemate...

The Night Elves did not ask for help from the other civilizations of Kalimdor, as the overlords who have ruled this continent for 10,000 years, they have the ability to solve problems on their own, but seriously, if the leader of the Night Elves can't make up their minds and sacrifice a lot of money to destroy the Yellow Dragon and destroy the legion portal inside the Shadow Keep, this war will still be fought.

"Buzz"

The aura of spatial magic lit up in the moonlit glade, and the place where the portal appeared was very close to the lake of the moon god, shrouded in the silver veil that never dissipated in the moonlit glade, this vast lake was as beautiful as a dream scroll.

But unfortunately, the group of people who walked out of the portal didn't have the idea of admiring this beautiful scenery, and they didn't have the time...

"Will the druids of the Council of Cenarion really support us? Elder Blackhorn, after all, we haven't been in touch for thousands of years. ”

A tall figure whispered, she was wearing armor made of steel, carrying a quaint eagle head totem painted with various colors on her back, and there were red war tattoos on her brown cheeks and nose, and of course the most striking thing was her eyes, which were a pair of smart eyes, especially when paired with her tall body, which always gave people a special feeling.

This is Mera. Kaolin, the Great Chief of the Supreme Kaolin Minotaur Tribe Ulan. Gao Ling's only daughter, if there is no accident, she will also become the next Great Chief of Gao Ling, but now, Ulan. Takamine was mortally wounded in the demonic attack and nearly died, and to make matters worse, those demons took away the Legacy Relic of the Supreme Ridge, the Hammer of the Pillar of Creation, Kazgros, and the fiasco caused the entire Supreme Ridge to be thrown into chaos.

The Blood Totem clan raised the banner of rebellion, the bloodthirsty Turuk forcefully demanded that Ulan abdicate, and the militant Minotaur chief demanded that Ulan marry his daughter, Mera, to his son, and then the Blood Totem would take over the reign of Takaolin and fight a counterattack against the demons.

Drogbar, who had been standing with the High Ridge Minotaurs, also broke the ancient covenant, and their leader Gudal was even more ambitious to rule the entire High Ridge.

Seeing that a big melee was about to appear in the Supreme Ridge, and the demons were still eyeing the side, this made the seriously injured Great Chief Ulan. Takamine had to send his daughter to ask for help from his allies 10,000 years ago.

Yes... 10,000 years ago, the common ancestor of all the Minotaurs of the entire Supreme Ridge, Huen. The Kadore Night Elves, with whom Takaolin had fought and resisted the invasion of the Burning Legion, were the only allies the High Ridge Minotaurs could find.

"Don't worry, Mera."

Standing beside the chief's daughter was the most trusted elder of the Ulan Chieftain, Black Horn, the old minotaur who always carried a lamp, and said gently:

"According to Hune. The last words left by Gao Ling, he had made a pact with the demigods of the druids, the two races watched over each other, and the night elves were the real immortals, they were very serious about the covenant, and they would help us. ”

Mera nodded, but the young chief's daughter didn't notice that behind her, there was a hint of uncertainty in the eyes of the always steady Elder Black Horn, and he frequently looked back at the southern sky, and he seemed to feel...

It shouldn't exist, it can't exist, but it's real, the breath of the clan...