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Sharlayan didn't like to put his hot face on other people's cold buttocks. If the elder wanted to be cold, he could let her go. Anyway, he was not the one who suffered.

"Master Stormrage, wish yourself good luck."

Walking out of the council hall with a smile, Sharlayan stood in front of the majestic hall and looked around.

"Let's just take a stroll in this city, maybe we won't have a chance in the future."

World Tree Nordrassil was planted using the new Well of Eternity, absorbing most of the energy of the New Well of Eternity.

If history develops in the direction indicated by the barrage, sooner or later this world tree will be targeted by the polluter Archimonde.

In the original history, in order to defeat Archimonde and expel the Burning Legion again, Malfurion deliberately set up a situation, at the cost of blowing up Nordrassil, and sent Archimonde, who was vigilant due to greed, back to the Twisting Nether Read the resurrection.

Nordrassil is of great significance to the night elves. Their immortality and ability to be free from disease and disaster all come from the blessings of the dragon kings to Nordrassil.

After Nordrassil exploded, the aloof night elves fell from the altar. Life, old age, sickness and death came to them again, and became a member of the mortal race again.

Sharlayan is not sure whether history will continue to develop in the original direction, but it is almost inevitable that Archimonde will focus on Nordrassil.

Andarius, the capital of the Night Republic built on the top of Nordrassil, does not know how long it will last. Sharlayan intends to visit it before it is destroyed.

Sharlayan didn't know where the three of them went. After making up his mind to visit, he simply walked slowly in the city, maybe he could meet them by chance.

In the "World of Warcraft" that the barrage knows, Nordrassil no longer exists, and naturally there is no treetop city like Andalius.

What they are familiar with is Darnassus, a city built on the top of another world tree, Teldrassil.

On the way, Sharlayan bought a detailed map of Andalius from a grocery store.

The whole city is divided into several large districts.

In addition to the administrative area where Sharlayan is now located, there are also the Cenarion area, the residential area, the trade area, the military area where the druids live daily, and the temple area managed by the Sisters of Elune.

The scale of the entire city is quite large, not smaller than Silvermoon City in Quel'Thalas. If you use your legs to tour, you may not be able to finish it in a few days.

The military area under martial law should be ruled out first. Sarlayan doesn't want to go to the temple area to make fun of himself, and the artisan area should not be easily opened to outsiders.

After weighing it up, Sharlayan planned to only visit the Cenarion District and the Trade District, and take a look at the Residential District from afar.

The Cenarion District is named after the Cenarion Council, a druid organization initiated by the night elves and located in the Cenarion District.

After Fandral Staghelmet joined the Council of Dark Night, he handed over the druid affairs that he had originally managed to Renza Gianthoof.

Malfurion and Staghelmet are still named in the Cenarion Council, but they will no longer participate in any actual affairs. This is to avoid unclear authority and confusion in the chain of command.

Unfortunately, Sharlayan's old acquaintance Renza Greathoof happened to be out of the city, and it was said that he had gone to Darkshore to assist Jarod in reorganizing the army.

The druids who have been sleeping all year round are relatively lazy, and it is not easy to get them to obey the unified orders of the army leader. Recently, Renza Gianthoof has followed Jarod to many places.

Since the acquaintance was not there, Sharlayan didn't bother to disturb the daily life of the druids, so he wandered around and came to the trading area next door.

The trade area is the busiest area in Andalus. It may not be the most prosperous area, but the flow of people is definitely higher than other areas.

Originally, Sharlayan was visiting the city in a good mood, but when he entered the trade area and noticed the commotion in front of a certain shop, his mood immediately took a turn for the worse.

"Get out of our city! Highborne offal!"

"You are not welcome here!"

"Get out! Don't enslave us anymore, the night elves are free!"

"Get rid of them!"

In the supposedly busy trade zone, a large number of pedestrians gathered in front of a jewelry store, and many of them blushed and shouted loudly at the circle.

Sharlayan's expression became gloomy, and he could guess without careful identification that the people surrounded by these troublemakers were his three companions.

The social environment of the night elves is relatively closed to the outside world, and it has only gradually become more open in recent years.

The embassies of various countries in Andalus are located in the administrative area where the parliament hall is located, separated from the trade area by a Cenarion area, and the diplomatic personnel of the embassies usually do not directly contact the night elf civilians.

Sarlayan had never heard the diplomats stationed in Andarius complain about the local people's conditions before, and the chaos that was happening in front of him caught him by surprise.

Sharlayan, who was annoyed in his heart, didn't explode on the spot. He used the power of nature to attract the breeze to his side, and used this imperceptible wind coat to push away the excited crowd to the inner layer.

Sure enough, it was Valeera, Onyxia, and Stellagosa who were blocked in front of the shop.

Valeera, who has received professional training from espionage personnel, looked quite calm, and Stellagosa, who had a gentle personality, only frowned slightly.

Onyxia didn't have such patience, her face was clouded, as if she might have an attack at any time.

' Gan! Hold on to me! '

These ordinary civilians can't cause any harm to the three people who are at the lowest legendary level, but being surrounded by these troublemakers and unable to leave will definitely have a great impact on the mood of the three people.

Onyxia is not a good-tempered person, once she is annoyed... the entire trade zone may be bombed to the sky.

When Onyxia finally impatiently put her right hand on the hilt of the Blade of the Dark Empire, Sharlayan squeezed out of the crowd and rushed forward to hold her hand.

"Calm down! Don't do it!"

"Tsk!"

Seeing that Sharlayan arrived in time, the tyrannical look in Onyxia's eyes quickly dissipated, but her expression was still very ugly.

"I leave it to you to deal with, let these instigated fools disperse as soon as possible!"

'Instigated by...? '

Intrigue is Onyxia's strong point, and she seems to see something from this abnormal turmoil.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and Sharlayan suddenly thought of the cold expression of the elder when he brushed past him before.

'Probably not... but what is she doing it for? '

"Another Highborne! Kill him!"

A purple-haired man hiding in the center of the crowd continued to agitate with a loud voice, and Sharlayan pinpointed his position with sharp eyes.

"Stella."

"Um."

Stellagosa, who was already in a bad mood, didn't say anything nonsense. He pointed his right hand at the purple-haired man who was locked by Sharlayan, and used the gravity spell to create gravity, and forcibly grabbed the guy out of the crowd.

"Uh!"

With Sharlayan pinching his neck, the purple-haired man, who was having difficulty breathing, could no longer see the slightest arrogance on his face, and looked at Sarlayan with killing intent in his eyes in horror.

"Say."

The scene frightened by Longwei could no longer hear any noise, and everyone's cursing was stuck in their throats, and they didn't dare to spit out a word.

"Who asked you to incite trouble?"

"Uh...killer...save me!"

"I'll ask again."

Sharlayan ignored this guy's unrepentant and continued incitement, and said with a deadpan expression: "Who ordered you to incite the people and attack my companions?"

"3, 2, 1."

"No... order from anyone."

The purple-haired man blushed, and his mouth was stubborn.

"The Highborne... all deserve to die!"

"yes."

Sharlayan sneered, and threw him to Onyxia.

"I leave it to you~www.readwn.com~ It doesn't matter if it hurts his soul, let this guy speak the truth."

"Hehe~"

A happy smile appeared on Onyxia's gorgeous face, she pulled out the Dark Empire Blade and cut a small **** in the face of the purple-haired man who was too frightened to move.

"Isn't it enough to do this earlier?"

Onyxia's mind control spell took effect, and the purplish-haired man's gloomy eyes became dull.

"Who sent you here?"

"Moon Priest Ann..."

"stop!"

Just when this person was about to reveal the truth, multiple beams of moonlight suddenly descended from the heads of the four of Sharlayan, and Onyxia, who was holding a sharp blade, was the focus of attack.

Stellagosa had been prepared for a long time, and used the Meteor Staff to build a defensive barrier when the moonlight appeared.

"...Nita, she asked me to stir up the people's hatred of the Highborne and incite the people to besiege you."