Through the battle of Grim Batol, Sharlayan and Valeera established friendly relations with the dragons.
But compared to the heavyweight Sentinel General Shandris Feathermoon who fought side by side with the dragon in the War of the Ancients and the War of Quicksand, the weight of these two juniors is obviously not enough.
Before Sharlayan and Valeera set off, Shandris told the two of them the information about Elre'Thalas collected by the sentinels, some of which they couldn't even grasp the barrage.
"Internal response?"
Faced with the surprised expressions of Sarlayan and Valeera, Shandris nodded calmly.
"Due to Prince Tortheldrin's crazy behavior, there is a lot of dissatisfaction with him within Syndra, and some of them have secretly contacted us."
"But due to the serious conflict between the night elves and the upper elf, we cannot fully trust each other, and the progress of communication with the faction in Syndra that opposes Tortheldrin is very slow."
"If you personally enter Elre'Thalas and communicate with them face to face, you may be able to speed up the progress of cooperation between the two parties and overthrow the cruel and crazy rule of Tortheldrin as soon as possible."
'Isn't it peaceful inside too?'
Sarlayan nodded calmly: "Okay, what should be the name of Syndrane who is contacting you? How should we get in touch with him?"
Shandis took out a beautiful three-color feather from the desk and handed it to Sarlayan.
"The Sindelar scholar who contacted us is named Talevil. After meeting him, all you need to do is let him see this feather, and he will take the initiative to find an opportunity to contact you."
"Once the plan is agreed upon, you can launch the signal flare and I will lead the Horned Eagle Knights to arrive as soon as possible."
…
Temporarily settling in Feathermoon Fortress, which was full of night elves, Sarlayan and Valeera clearly felt the strange looks from around them.
Sarlayan was observing the night elves, and the night elves were observing these two distant relatives from across the sea.
Compared with the well-proportioned high elves, the night elves are taller and stronger, and their physical talents are obviously much better than those of the high elves.
However, the high elves are not without their advantages.
Due to the blessing of the Sunwell, Sarlayan's people have a strong innate affinity for arcane magic, and their talents in arcane ways are no worse than those of the upper elves who have been transformed by the Well of Eternity.
Being looked at like a rare animal is obviously not a good experience.
Sarlayan and Valeera only rested for one night at Feathermoon Fortress, and boarded the ship early the next morning under Shandris's personal escort, and returned to the mainland of Feralas.
"Huh~"
On the way to Elre'Thalas on foot, Valeera wiped the non-existent sweat on her forehead with a somewhat exaggerated movement.
"Even though ten thousand years have passed, the night elves' instinctive aversion to the descendants of the highborne elves has not been completely eliminated. It is no wonder that Syndra is suspicious of them."
Sarlayan shrugged: "There is nothing we can do about it. Who made the two sides fight with blood in the ancient war?"
"Fortunately, Dath'Remar Sunstrider, the founding monarch of Quel'Thalas, sided with Azeroth in the War of the Ancients. Those night elves will definitely have different attitudes when facing the highborne elves of Azshara's faction.
Worse."
Syndra means "The Hidden One" in Kalimdor.
Before the War of the Ancients started, Queen Azshara selected a group of scholars to secretly keep the important books of the Dark Night Empire.
This group of scholars was henceforth known as Syndra, and was led by a prince named Tortheldrin.
The prince of the Dark Night Empire is not the son of Queen Azshara, but has a title similar to that of lord or governor.
For example, Prince Tortheldrin, Prince Farodis, etc.
Tortheldrin led the Sindra scholars to leave the capital Zin-Azshari and go deep into the southern part of ancient Kalimdor, eventually establishing the magnificent city of Ere'Thalas in the jungles of Feralas.
As the Hidden Ones, Syndra did not take sides in the War of the Ancients. They faithfully obeyed the Queen's orders and secretly guarded many important books of the Dark Night Empire as always.
After the Heaven and Earth fell apart, the upper elves of Sindra also began to be eroded by magic addiction, which led to a series of subsequent events.
"It seems that all the crazy actions of the Highborne are related to addiction to magic."
As they moved forward, Sarlayan discussed with Valeera thoughtfully.
"Sindra is like this, the ancestors of the high elves are like this, and it is said that Shandara was destroyed by the wrath of the blue dragon long ago."
The barrage also added a branch of the Highborne that was unknown to Sharlayan.
[You also missed one thing. The Nightborne of Suramar will also be corroded by magic addiction, which is how the Withered Ones were born. ]
【This is an illusion, what are you hiding!】
【Grass! The DNA moved!】
"If you say so..."
Valeera also showed a thoughtful look on her face: "This is indeed an issue worthy of attention."
"High elves are also addicted to magic. This huge hidden danger is only suppressed by the shining sunwell. If something goes wrong with the sunwell one day... the consequences will be disastrous."
"Demon addiction..."
Sarlayan frowned and asked the barrage: "Is there no way to cure this damn addiction?"
He had already received information from the barrage. Sooner or later, the Sunwell would attract the demons of the Burning Legion to covet him. It would be impossible for Quel'Thalas's strength to defeat the powerful demon army.
In other words, the Sunwell will explode one day, and magic addiction will inevitably come to all high elves. It is only a matter of time before this day comes.
【It’s not that there is nothing we can do.】
[Magic addiction is essentially over-reliance on the source of magic. Once the supply is stopped, withdrawal reactions will begin. 】
[As far as I know, some people among the night elf druids have already developed a feasible cure plan, but they have not yet been able to achieve the final results. 】
Hearing this, Sarlayan perked up: "Who is it? Archdruid Malfurion? Or Archdruid Fandral Staghelm? Or forest demigod Cenarius?"
[No, that person is very inconspicuous in the Druid group, just a little person with no reputation. 】
[His name is Farodin, and he calls himself Valley Walker. He should still be active in Suramar and Val'sharah in the Broken Islands. 】
"The Broken Islands, Farodin the Valley Walker..."
Sarlayan remembered this name, and after rescuing his father and awakening his mother, he planned to take some time to go to the Broken Islands to find this unknown little person.
"arrive."
At Valeera's reminder, Sarlayan, who was a little distracted, raised his head and looked ahead.
A majestic city with many damaged appearances appeared in front of them. It was the hidden city, Ere'Thalas.
Due to Prince Tortheldrin's crazy act of massacring civilians more than 1,200 years ago, the city of Erethalas, which originally had a large population, has long been dilapidated. The outer city has even been used as a lair by many wild beasts, and the surrounding area is overgrown with weeds.
Following the map given by Shandris, Sarlayan and Valeela killed the beasts blocking their way and headed towards the central garden of Elre'Thalas.
It wasn't until the two officially entered the central garden area that they finally saw the first Syndra...ghost.
These ghosts wandering in the garden have long lost their senses, and just instinctively follow the habits of their lifetimes.
Sarlayan and Valeera strutted through the garden area where ghosts gathered, and these ghosts showed no reaction to outsiders.
"The library... it should be there."
When they came to a descending staircase, they saw a huge ancient war tree blocking the shortcut to the library.
Valeera poked Sarlayan's waist with her elbow: "Can you use druid spells to appease it? I don't want to fight this big guy covered in hardwood."
The main weapon of the thief is the poison-coated dagger, which can exert maximum lethality when facing creatures with flesh and blood that can be affected by poison.
Facing an alternative structure like the Ancient War Tree, Valeera simply had no idea what to do.
"Uh~ let me try."
Druids are the darlings of the wilderness. In theory, they do have the ability to appease animals and plants. Most creatures in the wilderness will take the initiative to get close to druids.
But Sarlayan had become a monk halfway after all, and had only trained under Orfa for three months. Whether he could achieve this, he himself could not guarantee.
Sarlayan moved slowly and came to a distance of about ten meters in front of the dormant ancient war tree.
This is the limit. If you go further, the ancient tree of war will be activated.
"install……"
"Whoosh!"
Just as Sarlayan raised his right hand that shone with the power of nature, a series of arcane missiles suddenly shot out from the third-floor balcony on the right side of the Ancient Tree Square.
In the current crisis, Sarlayan immediately stopped casting spells and evaded, and Valeela immediately entered the stealth state.
"You continue to cast spells! Leave that guy to me."