Aisara, it's a name forgotten by history.

In today's Kalimdor continent, in the northeast corner, there is a piece full of ruins of the ancient elven empire, leaning against the coast, the coastline of that land is uneven, as if it has been forcibly torn apart, and the remaining palace on the land has weathered and collapsed in the passage of time, but it can still be seen that it was once majestic and magnificent.

The Night Elves call that land "Azhara", but trust me, it's definitely not to remember the former Queen of Azhara.

She is the queen of the ancient elven empire, and single-handedly promoted the elves to establish the most magnificent civilization in the history of Azeroth on the land 10,000 years ago, which is also the most powerful civilization that has ever appeared on this land.

In the era of the Elven Empire, the magical civilization was highly developed, and now Quel'Thalas, who is famous for its magical power, those high elves, in the Elven Empire back then, were not even considered first-class magic users, and the masters who really played with the power of magic were the upper elves who obeyed the will of Queen Azhara, that is, the aristocratic class among the elves.

Their use and understanding of magic is unimaginable in the wizarding world today, and it is simply a gap between heaven and earth.

That's why I would say that the entire history of Azeroth is actually a history of regression of power and the continuous degradation of civilization, a bad history that does not conform to the laws of history at all, but it is obvious that there is a mastermind behind it...

But for now, let's focus on Queen Azhara first.

The queen's elven empire is based on the most powerful magical wonder that has ever appeared in the history of Azeroth, the eternal well full of endless sacredness and miracles, the origin of the well is mysterious, and the elves regard it as a truly supreme divine object, the well is full of magical power that mortals cannot imagine, and it is precisely because of it that the magical civilization of the elven empire can reach the point of shocking the world.

At the height of the Elven Empire's prosperity, Queen Azhara was sitting on most of the world's land, and she herself was a powerful magician, and at that time, she was almost the most powerful among mortals, like many powerful people, the queen soon lost interest in mundane affairs, and began to use the Well of Eternity to explore the infinite stars overhead... I don't know if it was lucky or unlucky, the queen was quickly responded to in the stars.

The being so powerful that the queen's heart trembled, and he told her his name... His name is Sargeras.

The rest of the story doesn't need to be said, in short, under the joint efforts of both sides, the Burning Legion entered this world for the first time, but it was united by all the forces in the world at that time, the demigods of the wilderness, the druids, the dragons and the elves who were unwilling to be slaves, all the forces united, and with great difficulty, they detonated the Well of Eternity with great difficulty and drove the demons back to the stars.

And the explosion of the Well of Eternity also caused the collapse of Azeroth, the originally unified continent was completely torn apart, forming the current world geography, and Queen Azhara, who caused all this, also suffered her own punishment, at the time of the explosion of the Well of Eternity, she and her most gorgeous kingdom, Kim. Azhara, the most sacred city of magic, was thrown into the depths of the sea, along with the most loyal people to her.

But they weren't dead...

In the legacy of the Night Elves, it is said that Queen Azhara and her upper elves were completely distorted in body and soul by the aftermath of the explosion of the Well of Eternity, and became the ugliest and most ferocious Naga, hiding in the deep sea to peek into the land that belonged to them, and constantly trying to reclaim their glory.

And Azhara herself, who has become the ugliest king of the Naga, hides in the depths of the ocean where there is no light, and plots his own evil plots.

But this statement is biased, in fact, the formation of Naga has nothing to do with the explosion of the Well of Eternity, the aftermath of the explosion did send the upper elves to the bottom of the sea, but relying on the legendary magical attainments of the upper elves at that time, the deep sea could not kill them.

What really kept them in the deep sea was another force, an ancient power hidden beneath the surface of the world, almost as old as the birth of Azeroth, the dark evil force.

However, not all elves have lost themselves in the face of the dark forces, at least not Azhara, who is arrogant and disdainful of being a slave of a imprisoned "god", after all, she has seen the power of the real "god" with her own eyes, but the imprisoned god gave her a promise and exchange, no one knows what agreement they reached, in short, after that... Aishara was gone.

In 10,000 years, no one had ever seen Azhara, and to this day, before the deep-sea sculpture of the Temple of Storms, Esshara appeared, in her new form... An ugly and beautiful gesture.

Her upper body still retains the peerless face that was once called "the light of the light", and that face doesn't even need to be expression, it can capture the heart of any man in this world, but Queen Aishara's originally beautiful long white hair has become something hovering over her head... Small white snakes.

It's like the legendary Medusa.

But in stark contrast to her peerless form, the lower half of her body, from the waist down, the dark red tentacles split into three strands, supporting Queen Azhara's body, and behind her, there were several small tentacles, dancing in the dark light.

Those tentacles are covered with suckers and barbs, which make people's scalps tingle, but Queen Aishara's beauty makes people can't take their eyes off, it is like the most awkward conglomeration of the sacred and the evil, the beautiful and the ugly, but to be honest, when she appears, it is actually difficult for you to notice the distortion on the queen's body, because the temperament of the Chosen One exuded from her whole body is enough to capture anyone's mind.

The kings are noble and powerful, not because of their appearance, but because of their souls.

Truth be told, with Queen Azhara's status and seniority, she doesn't need to rely on appearances to conquer her enemies either... Israel's act of entertaining people was a humiliation to her.

"According to the master's will, the rift between the present and the illusory has opened in the Strait of Tilagad, and the sage of the tide has suffered heavy damage as a result."

Lord Stothon glanced back at the sages of the sea tide behind him, the believers had lost signs of life, and in the last moments when the dark power haunted their hearts, they had dedicated everything to the cause of their master.

But the Lord was not entirely supportive of this action, and in fact, he looked at Queen Azhara with an indifferent face at this time, and he asked softly:

"But with all due respect, Your Majesty, I don't see how the destruction of the two fleets of Kultiras and the undead to capture Pelarhas will do us any good... The undead are not on our side, and we don't need to help them at all. ”

"Help?"

A hint of mockery flashed in Queen Eshara's eyes, and her voice was hoarse, but with a strong magnetism, people couldn't help but immerse themselves in it:

"The foolish wisdom of mortals! Who told you that we were helping the undead? ”

"No, Stosson, your gaze is confined to this island, you do not see the changes in the whole world, when the inherent order is destroyed, mortals will fall into endless panic because of their cowardice, panic brings chaos, chaos evokes memories, the memories of darkness engraved in the bones of flesh and blood... Don't forget that every person, every life, every drop of your blood, every piece of flesh, comes from the gift of darkness. ”

The queen held out her fingers, and the moist air of the temple danced with the dance of her fingers, and she let out a series of hoarse laughs, and she said:

"The undead are indeed not on our side, but what they are doing is exactly what we want to do, when the old order is destroyed and the new order is not yet born, it will be our time, and the final outcome of the ignorant civilization will inevitably be drowned in the blood of cannibalism, and after destroying the civilization of mortals and absorbing enough strength, it will once again turn the spearhead at the former mortal enemy..."

"It's not like you, Stosson, its eyes have been locked on an ancient mission, to corrupt the world, to return it to the void, and while it seems to me pointless, it is what it is, just like its flesh and blood brethren."

A hint of impatience flashed in Queen Aesara's eyes, and she looked at Lord Stozon in front of her, and she whispered:

"I have come to convey to you its will, the order of Kul Tiras and its royal heritage will be destroyed together, and the Sage of the Sea Tide can also take this opportunity to expand his influence throughout the human empire, and you and I will benefit from it, and... It longs for souls, perhaps by seeing the means by which the necromancers control souls, in short, it wants a new kind of attempt. ”

The Queen's pretty eyes narrowed, and with a playful smile she said:

"It's already chosen its goal, Dai Lin. Prodmore, the son of the sea, the most powerful admiral of mankind, a soul tough enough to let him drown in the sea, I know you can do it, and my Naga will help you. ”

"And, the next time you call me, pick a sunny place!"

The Queen's figure slowly dissipated in the light of the sculpture, and she said with some dissatisfaction:

"I've had enough of the darkness of the deep sea, shouldn't you, as a follower, choose a place for your queen that will make me happy?"

"Don't let me see your incompetence again, that will disappoint me..."

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"The lighthouse, the lighthouse was destroyed by the undead..."

The Grand Knight Cyrus looked at the collapsed lighthouse on the distant shore, his fists clenched, and a moment later the herald hurried up the wall, reporting to the Grand Knight and Queen Catherine, with a frosty face:

"Your Majesty, the Shore Guards have observed the entry of the Third and Fourth Fleets into the Strait, but they... They disappeared into the fog, and Prince Tanred didn't play any news, he... He..."

The herald wanted to say something, but a strange force was affecting his thoughts, and he couldn't even remember what the commander of the Fourth Fleet was called, and across from him, Queen Catherine suddenly covered her heart, and she could feel that some memories were rapidly dissipating in her heart, very precious memories, memories that she absolutely did not want to forget.

The Grand Knight turned his head and looked at the herald:

"Who did you just say? Prince? Isn't Prince Drake following His Majesty Dareen on an expedition? He's back? ”

"No, no, it's... It's another. ”

The herald stammered and gestured:

"But I can't remember his name..."

"Nonsense!"

The Grand Knight scolded, "Are you scared crazy by the undead? There is only one prince in Kurtilas, and his name is Drake! Now, get out of your line! Hold on until our two fleets return! ”

"Cyrus! Cyrus! ”

The queen suddenly called the name of the great knight, and the latter hurried forward, and saw a sorrow in the queen's eyes that could not be concealed, and her eyes were red, and she asked in a low voice:

"I'm really... Only one son? Drake, no, I remember, there should be one more... He called, he called..."

"Your Majesty! Calm down! ”

The Grand Knight roared:

"I know that the disappearance of the Third and Fourth Fleets pains you, but now, calm down, the country needs you!"

At the same time, thousands of miles away, in the magical city of Dalaran, 17-year-old ** master Gianna is preparing an experiment in her mage tower, which is an experiment on the necromantic energy used by the undead, presided over by her senior brother Kel'thugad, and Gianna helps as a deputy.

Just when the experiment was at an urgent juncture, on the experimental table, when the Holy Light Energy and the Death Energy collided violently, Kel'thugad's calm voice came:

"Anna, give me a sample of the Necromantic Rune!"

"Anna? Anna! ”

After several calls in a row, but there was no response, and seeing that the light on the laboratory table was extinguished, Kel'thugad turned his head angrily and looked at his little sister, only to find that Gianna was like a puppet, holding a necromancy rune in her hand, standing there sluggishly, and the dark power lingered on her body.

As an excellent ** teacher, Kel'thugad immediately discovered something that should really happen to Gianna, he did not wake Gianna immediately, but quietly picked up the communication crystal, looked at his junior sister with some concern, and then injected magic into the crystal.

"Mentor! Come to Gianna's Mage Tower... I sensed that there was a power we hadn't seen before, altering Gianna's body, perhaps tampering with her memories, yes! I'm not kidding, come on! ”

A few hours later, Gianna awoke from a strange coma, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that her mentor was looking at her nervously, and Gianna seemed to remember something, tears crossed her pretty cheeks, and she sobbed:

"Mentor, I have a younger brother... I forgot his name, I can't remember... I can't remember everything about him, oh my God, I forgot him, how could I forget him! ”

"It's okay, Anna, it's all over."

Master Antonidas's expression became ugly, and after calming the fragile disciples, he walked out of the Mage Tower and said to the ** masters waiting outside the door:

"Anna's memory has indeed been tampered with... She said she had a younger brother. ”

"But the only heirs of the Proudmoor family are her and Prince Drake, and the whole empire knows about this... In short, don't let my disciple leave Dalaran recently, she needs to observe for a while. ”

"This is to protect her, and besides, don't tell her about Kul Tiras, she'd better not be provoked now."