Within the Eternal Palace, countless soldiers of the Burning Legion stood densely packed, red Doomguards, blue Felguards, and countless Hellhounds and Imps.
"Minions! Heed my call! Destroy all living beings outside this palace!"
Mannoroth swung his massive double-headed glaive forward, and the vast Burning Legion began to stir, craving slaughter and blood!
Bang!
The palace gates swung open, and the Night Elves outside had reached their limit. Those who hadn't left were severely afflicted by mana addiction, desperately wanting Queen Azshara to solve their mana replenishment problem.
And this group of Night Elves became the first victims of the Burning Legion's invasion of Azeroth.
The people tormented by mana addiction thought the Queen's messengers had arrived, but instead, hellish emissaries came, sending them to hell to solve the mana addiction problem once and for all.
"No!"
The Hellhounds were at the forefront of the Burning Legion. They pounced directly after rushing out. The Night Elves, deprived of mana supply and tormented by mana addiction for two days, had no resistance against the strong claws of the Hellhounds. Subsequently, their dwindling mana was extracted by the Hellhounds' tentacles, and they were eventually sucked into dried corpses!
The Night Elf civilians were stunned by this scene, and fear spread at this moment, they scattered and fled!
However, it wasn't just Hellhounds participating in the slaughter, but also strong and tall Felguards and flying Imps. The Night Elves had nowhere to escape.
In an instant, blood flowed like a river in the inner city!
Not far from the palace gate, Galen, draped in a Shadow Cloak, recorded this tragic scene in its entirety, watching the demons pour out like a tide, then scatter and begin to massacre the city.
It's about time, it's time for me to take action.
Galen cannot save this million-population capital. Not to mention him, even a demigod would die in the demon army. Only the Night Elves themselves can save the Night Elves.
What Galen can do is save as many refugees as possible.
And Galen's target is the southern city area where Shandris is located.
Along the way, Galen saw the Burning Legion soldiers slaughtering to their heart's content. They avoided the large mansions in the inner city and specifically targeted small households!
The civilians noticed that the area around the palace suffered the least damage, and the homes of the upper-class Elves with high walls were not violated in this catastrophe.
At this moment, the Night Elves understood that these demons and the upper-class Elves were in cahoots. Otherwise, how could they explain the demons avoiding the homes of these nobles and only killing civilians?
Galen left the inner city area and came to the outer city residential area. The guards in the east of the city were resisting based on the streets, but the resistance was minimal!
These demons were completely unreasonable. Buildings collapsed under their attacks. The tall Doomguards swung their warhammers and shields wildly, and the brainless Hellfires directly crashed through stone walls or other physical obstacles. Imps attacked from the air, and the guards' defenses were easily torn apart like paper.
The only use was to delay the demons' time with the lives of the guards, buying more time for the civilians in the area to escape.
Galen jumped down wearing a cloak. After landing, he raised his hand, and a dozen Arcane Missiles flew out in a fan shape. The Felguards standing in front of him fell in large numbers in an instant. Then he drew out the Brotherhood Sword and the ordinary Scepter of Sargeras, hung a skull-shaped pendant on his waist, and began to kill all the way from the street!
The demons' wails attracted the Imps in the sky. They tried to dive and attack Galen, but unfortunately, Galen held his greatsword to the ground with his right hand and his staff to the sky with his left, firing on all cylinders. There was no match for him among the demons!
And those demons who tried to sneak attack from behind, the eye position of the skull hanging on Galen's waist lit up, instantly stopping their movements, and even turning to attack the surrounding demons!
"Can you hear me, mortal? Since you snatched me from Mephistroth, you've actually put me in a dark and sunless space!"
Galen remained silent.
"Boy! Do you know that I am the great Satchiel! When I still had a body, I was a top powerhouse, and even now that I have lost my body, I am still the top weapon!"
Galen buried his head and slaughtered wildly!
"Interesting... Mortal, has your aloofness successfully attracted my attention?"
Galen's mouth twitched, damn it, are you treating yourself like a domineering president?
"That Doomguard looks strong, but it's actually weak on the outside and strong on the inside. Apart from a body of muscles, it's useless. In comparison, I prefer summoning Doombringers!"
"Oh, damn it, don't let that thing get close to me! I don't want to be drained of mana again."
Galen squinted his eyes and casually slaughtered a Hellhound that pounced over.
Galen still ignored this chattering old thing. Now he had walked halfway down this street, and the surrounding demons had been attracted and came here to besiege him, trying to wear him down with a sea of people!
The greatsword and staff flew back and forth. After coming to Azeroth for so long, he had finally trained himself into a battle mage, uh, a mage with a sword in one hand and a staff in the other.
Satchiel quietly said: "Another waste has died!"
Satchiel quietly said: "Haha, vulnerable."
Satchiel quietly said: "Is that Wrathguard fighting seriously?"
Satchiel quietly said: "The Legion's investment in this place is just a drop in the bucket. Killing so many of them won't cause them much loss! They still have a lot of trump cards."
Satchiel quietly said: "Mortal, consider cooperating with me, I am very strong and very useful!"
Galen felt Satchiel's attitude begin to change, from arrogance at the beginning to lowering his posture to seek cooperation in the end.
However, Galen didn't need him as an ally. Weapons are weapons, and as a weapon, he must have his own awareness, otherwise he has ways to deal with him!
Finally, Galen slaughtered from the street to the corner, and the Shadow Cloak was covered with green blood stained with fel energy and disgusting flesh fragments.
At this moment, without Malfurion watching, Galen was not prepared to leave anyone alive. He finally exerted his full legendary strength, no longer reserving his strength and concealing himself like he did against Varothen and the Hellhounds!
The few guards who were still holding on at the end of the street stared blankly at Galen, this terrifying figure who seemed to have walked out of hell, and forgot their actions for a while!
Fortunately, they found that Galen's hood had a pair of pointed ears on both sides, and they breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.
Galen walked to the end of the street and took a look, and found that the leader of this group of guards was an acquaintance, it was the city guard captain who tried to stop him when he taught the upper-class Elves a lesson.
Galen used Detect Evil to sense it. This is a special perception technique. Paladins are quite sensitive to fel energy, and Galen learned it as soon as he learned it.
After discovering that there were no demons within a few hundred meters around, he lifted his hood.
"It's Prince Galen!"
"The Queen has finally sent someone to save us!"
The city guards saw Galen's face, breathed a sigh of relief, and cheered.
Only the captain of the city guard remained silent. As a low-ranking officer, his observational skills were far superior to those of his men.
So many civilians went to the palace to request an audience with the Queen, but she ignored them. Then, the entire city was attacked, but the palace guards and the garrison outside the city were nowhere to be seen. The demons ignored the high elf nobles within the city and only attacked civilians.
All of this pointed the finger at the Queen and the upper-class elves!
"Prince Galen, thank you for your help, otherwise we would have all died here!"
The captain of the city guard didn't dare to reveal his suspicions. He had witnessed Prince Galen's strength – he had single-handedly slaughtered hundreds, even thousands, of demons, who had been grinding them into the dirt just moments before!
What if he was on the Queen's side? What if he silenced me for speaking out!
"There's no time to waste!" Galen said. "I'll hold off the demons here. You spread out and notify all the surviving civilians to gather in the Yuemeng family's district. I have a way to get them out of here! Remember, don't mention my name!"
"Understood! Your Highness."
The surviving hundred or so city guards had witnessed Galen's strength with their own eyes and were filled with confidence in surviving this calamity!
"You stay!" Galen stopped the captain of the city guard. "What's your name?"
"My name is Jess Weaver, Your Highness!"
Jess Weaver?
That name sounded familiar, but Galen couldn't remember where he had heard it.
"Jess, can I trust you?" Galen had noticed the Moon Guard's strange expression earlier and guessed that he already knew the culprit behind this disaster!
"Your Highness, I am not a high elf. I became a Moon Guard mage through my talent!"
This was a non-answer, a test of Galen, and it also proved that this young man was indeed intelligent.
"Haha, don't worry. Since I killed the real demons, I'm definitely not with them." Galen's laughter relieved Jess.
"The Queen and the high elves used the portal to bring demons to this world. They betrayed the entire Night Elf Empire! I need you to take all the civilians away and report everything that happened in Xin-Shalizar to Lord Ravencrest of Black Crow Fortress!"
Jess looked troubled. "Your Highness, I am only a mid-level mage. After losing the magic replenishment from the Well of Eternity, I can't even exert half of my strength. How can I save the people when I can barely protect myself?"
Galen took out a large box from his backpack. When he opened it, it revealed a pile of white scrolls!
Return scrolls!
Galen's collection from the past few years!
Basically, as long as the Arcane Vault refreshed with return scrolls, he would buy them immediately in case of emergency. Now was the perfect time to use them.
"These are teleportation scrolls that can take you near the city of Eldre'Thalas. Someone will provide assistance there!"
"But Your Highness, the teleportation spell may not have the same effect as before. We may be teleported to the bottom of the Well of Eternity or even back to the center of Xin-Shalizar!"
Jess had good talent as a mage, otherwise he wouldn't have become an elite Moon Guard. Now that the entire city's magic network was cut off, teleportation spells were likely to become chaotic!
Jess's concerns were not without merit. Originally, they had a chance to escape on foot, but entering the Well of Eternity would instantly assimilate them with its dense arcane energy.
Teleporting to the city center would be even worse, resulting in them being torn apart by demons.
However, Galen scoffed at Jess's words, refusing to believe that any power on this planet could surpass the system's might.
"Rest assured, I guarantee these scrolls will send you out of this dangerous city."
Jess hesitated for a moment, then nodded. They had no other choice.
However, he also recalled the prince's skill in magic, capable of creating ice that even seasoned moon guards couldn't melt.
Furthermore, Galen's ability to cast large-area Arcane Missiles while slaying demons gave Jess great hope.
In ancient times, night elf mages relied entirely on the Well of Eternity for energy. Now that the Well of Eternity was cut off, they were like appliances without power. Human mages of later generations were more like solar-powered appliances, capable of recharging themselves and storing magic within their bodies, using their own power.
Seeing him agree, Galen continued, "I'll be responsible for killing any approaching demons, and you'll be responsible for distributing the teleportation scrolls! Remember, these scrolls can take everyone within a hundred and ten meters. As soon as the approaching survivors fill a scroll's capacity, immediately activate it to send them away!"
Upon hearing Galen's plan, Jess was instantly filled with confidence!
At this moment, Galen sensed fel energy in the distance. The demons were beginning to flood back into the area.
Galen didn't have time for detailed explanations: "Jess, you're a smart man. The Night Elf Empire is undergoing a major upheaval, and the world will change dramatically. To advance further, you must seize the opportunity."
"And I've given you that opportunity. It's up to you to grasp it!"
Galen's words were not subtle. He believed Jess would understand his meaning.
With that, Galen donned his cloak, picked up his greatsword, grabbed his staff, and prepared to face the enemy.
"Finally, remember to ensure Shandris Feathermoon and her family evacuate safely!"
"Understood! Master!"
Jess made his decision in an instant. Coming from a common background, he understood that opportunities were rare and must be seized. This address of "Master" already indicated his decision.
At this moment, Galen had already disappeared around the street corner.
"Hey, old thing, if you don't want your soul to shatter and disappear completely, put in a little effort for me in the battle later," Galen said, pulling the skull at his waist in front of him, his tone unkind!
Sathiel whispered, "No. Inferior being. I absolutely will not."
Huh?
Galen was displeased. You're a stray dog who's lost his body and only has a skull left. Who gave you the courage to bare your fangs at me?
A faint golden light flashed across Galen's palm as he used his hidden holy light power.
"Ah!"
Galen heard Sathiel's painful and fearful wail in his mind!
"Do I need to repeat myself?"
Galen displayed his wrist, letting Sathiel know he had the power to destroy him!
Sathiel whispered, "Master! Master, I am willing to submit to you and will never betray you!"
"Perhaps you can try! Hahaha!"
Sathiel fell silent and closed himself off. He couldn't figure out who was more evil, himself or this new master!
This batch of demons wasn't numerous, and Galen easily dealt with them. The main reason was that the empire's capital was too vast, and the Burning Legion's vanguard was limited in number, making them less dense after being dispersed.
Additionally, the city guard and moon guards in the other three districts were also holding them back, leaving only scattered demons in the southern district for the time being.
After Galen dealt with the third wave of demonic stragglers, several dragon roars came from the eastern direction of the city!
Galen was stunned. Had the dragon army entered the field?
He hadn't expected the dragons to act so quickly without a red dragon traversing.
It seemed that Cenarius was quite effective.
Of course, it couldn't be ruled out that his shadow stone had played a role. After all, the invasion of a demigod-level abyss lord was enough to attract the attention of the guardian dragon army!
As Galen had guessed, after receiving the information from Cenarius, the Green Dragon Queen Ysera was quite shocked and notified her sister, the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza.
The two queens sent a reconnaissance team to investigate the night elf capital.
Leading the team were the Red Dragon Queen's youngest consort, Korialstrasz, and the Green Dragon Queen's strongest consort, Ysondre.
The red and green dragons flew forward at full speed in the night sky, and soon they approached Zin-Azshari!
Light appeared ahead, countless lights. The young red dragon mage was somewhat puzzled. He understood that night elves needed lighting at night, but for a race that liked to be nocturnal, there seemed to be too much light. Even a large city like Zin-Azshari didn't need to be so brightly lit.
As they gradually flew closer, the red dragon widened his dragon eyes!
The capital of the mighty Night Elf Empire was under attack?
Who was it?
The Red Dragonflight was the most concerned about mortal life, and they had been closely monitoring the rise and fall of mortal races. In this Kalimdor, the night elves were virtually invincible!
The dragon squad tried to figure out the situation, so they lowered their flight altitude. The situation in the city became clear. Buildings were engulfed in flames, and night elf corpses were everywhere in the streets and alleys!
The young Korialstrasz looked puzzled: "Is there a war going on here?"
"No… …it's not war, but a racial purge!" Ysondre was an elder dragon who had even received the Titan's blessing.
The green dragon saw at a glance that these night elves had been subjected to a horrific massacre. No one, young or old, weak or disabled, had been spared. Some were killed en masse on the spot, while others were clearly chased to their wits' end.
This scene of carnage was like Galakrond hunting ordinary proto-dragons back then!
At this time, Korialstrasz discovered that there were still survivors in the city, desperately fleeing with their families in the narrow streets.
Besides the civilians, there were also a group of night elves in armor fighting valiantly to buy more time for the civilians to escape.
However, after several rounds of attacks by the pursuers, they were either drained by the felhounds or torn apart by the doomguards.
Such trampling of life angered the young red dragon. He let out an angry roar, flapped his wings, and launched an attack. Ysondre did not stop him. This terrifying slaughter also aroused his disgust.
Korialstrasz spewed flames at the street where the demons were, and the flames instantly engulfed all the demon soldiers in the street. The felhounds were burned to ashes on the spot, and the doomguards, because of their strong bodies, were ignited by the red dragon's breath, wailing and fleeing everywhere, like walking candles.
Korialstrasz was surprised by the doomguards' vitality, but he would not give up until the demons were dead. He continued to aim the dragon's head at the main force of the legion, and another wave of flames swept down!
Each time Galen killed a wave of demons, he would immediately find a corner to drink a recovery potion and remain motionless, allowing the Shadow Cloak to enter stealth mode.
The arrival of the dragons relieved Galen's pressure. Their figures were too large, and they flew arrogantly in the air. Being so conspicuous, who else would the demons attack but them!
With the help of the dragons, most of the survivors in the east of the city successfully escaped. The remaining small portion, in a panic, came to the south of the city, where they were successfully received by Jess Darkweaver and his men, and left Zin-Azshari.
At this time, Galen was quietly hiding on the roof of a residence, entering a spectator mode in stealth.
More Doomguards and Felbats arrived in the east of the city, their numbers twice as many as before.
Fortunately, in this dragon reconnaissance team, besides more than twenty young dragons with high-level strength, there were also two adult dragons, Korialstrasz and Krilenikus. Krilenikus had even received the Titan's blessing of the Emerald Dream.
In the midst of their fierce battle, a terrifying roar came from afar. It was Mannoroth who had discovered that the dragons were blocking the Legion's slaughter!
The Abyss Lord stood in the palace, the towering palace walls unable to conceal his figure. He thrust his double-headed glaive forward, the green energy on the tip of the glaive surged, and then a Fel Ray was blasted out.
The Fel Ray went straight for Korialstrasz, but the red dragon, who was breathing dragon breath, had not yet noticed the danger approaching!
Krilenikus detected the chaotic fluctuations of Fel energy in advance. With a flash, his huge green body stood in front of Korialstrasz!
The power of the Emerald Dream was fully activated, and a barrier protected the front of Krilenikus!
Boom!
Fel flames splashed everywhere!
The dragon retreated more than ten meters in the air!
"We must leave immediately! Korialstrasz!" Krilenikus looked solemn.
He had used all his strength to defend just now, and the Abyss Lord had only casually attacked. The difference in strength was obvious!
Korialstrasz looked at the center of the city with lingering fear, his eyes meeting Mannoroth's in the palace!
"Good! The accuracy of the information has been verified. We will go back and report to the Queen!"
As a rare mage among the red dragons, Korialstrasz was not reckless. If it hadn't been for the green dragon's rescue, he would have been seriously injured at this time!
Moreover, with their sniping, they successfully delayed the time, and a large number of night elf survivors escaped outside the city.
The dragons sent out retreat signals, struggling to break free of the entangled Felbats. After killing them one by one, they flapped their huge wings and flew towards the direction they had come from.
Galen watched the dragons leave Zin-Azshari, knowing that he should also retreat.
Except for the north and west of the city, the Burning Legion's vanguard's slaughter progress in the city had not reached the expected results, which made Mannoroth very dissatisfied.
If Galen had been greedy for a few more waves of soldiers, it was estimated that Mannoroth would have personally taken the field!
With a few flashes and jumps, Galen found Jess Darkweaver, who was still organizing the survivors!
"Jess, how many survivors have been evacuated in total?" Galen jumped down from the roof, startling Jess, who directly drew his weapon!
Fortunately, he had a deep impression of Galen's voice, and knew that Galen had returned!
"Prince Galen, a total of one hundred and fifty scrolls have been used so far. As for the specific number of people, it needs to be counted later!" Jess glanced at the almost exhausted Return Scrolls and answered Galen's question.
Galen nodded, indicating that he knew: "It's time to retreat, we can't wait any longer!"
As Galen's voice fell, a trace of reluctance flashed in Jess's eyes, but he was also a rational person, knowing that continuing to carry out the rescue would probably put himself and the remaining hundred or so brothers in it!
Moreover, most of the residents in the south of the city had already evacuated with the help of Prince Galen, along with some brothers and civilians from the east of the city. They had already done their best!
"As you command! Your Highness!"
Jess returned the remaining scrolls to Galen. Galen took out one and threw it back, keeping the rest.
"This... Your Highness, aren't you leaving with us?"
"I still need to lurk by the Queen's side." Galen said with a relaxed expression: "The matter of Zin-Azshari will soon spread throughout the empire with the refugees who escaped. After you arrive in Eldre'Thalas, you must take care of those people we rescued and wait for my arrival!"
Alas, if Azshara's appointment hadn't been delayed, and he couldn't rightfully take Eldre'Thalas, he couldn't just kill all of the Shen'dralar librarians and occupy the city!
Although Tortheldrin's actions ten thousand years later were indeed terrible, he was just a librarian nerd now.
He could only wait. Fortunately, his Dustwallow Marsh base was only a day's journey from Eldre'Thalas. During this time, the farm there could store some food, plus the night elves themselves hunting and gathering wild fruits, enough to last for a while.
"Your Highness, please be careful. The Highborne are already crazy. They have abandoned their people!"
Jess clenched his fist, looking angry. Anyone who was abandoned as a sacrifice would be unable to bear it!
"Go, I should go back too!"
A flash of white light passed, and Jess took the last batch of survivors away from Zin-Azshari, leaving only an empty city.
Galen identified the direction and sneaked towards the Sunstrider family's residence.
When Galen returned to his room, he found that Dath'Remar had been waiting here for a long time.
However, seeing his gloomy expression, he knew that his mood didn't seem to be very good.
"Galen, where did you go?" Dath'Remar asked in a low voice.
"Didn't you already guess? I went out to kill demons." Galen threw the Shadow Cloak into the bathtub, covered with disgusting pieces and blood. If he didn't clean it, he wouldn't be able to wear it next time.
"How many people did you save? Galen?"
Galen was stunned. How could Dath'Remar guess his actions?
"I didn't count, but conservatively estimated, more than ten thousand."
More than a hundred scrolls should be able to send away at least ten thousand residents, and the south of the city is empty.
"More than ten thousand…"
Dath'Remar muttered to himself, his expression so gloomy it seemed as if water could drip from it. Even these tens of thousands of people couldn't make him feel gratified. "A million people in Zin-Azshari… and only a little over ten thousand."
Galen shrugged, he had already done his best: "I only went to the south of the city. A group of dragons appeared in the east, and they helped the people in the east escape. As for the west and north of the city, I am powerless."
Dath'Remar sighed, feeling sorrowful about the Queen's decision.
"Although I received your description of the future in advance, I never imagined tonight would be so crazy!" Dath'Remar slammed his clenched fist on the table. "The Queen is already insane! She actually allowed the demons to slaughter the civilians of Zin-Azshari! This is betrayal, she has abandoned her subjects. She said the gods would create a perfect world for us, ruled by the Highborne, but what I see is a tragic massacre. What kind of paradise can be built on rocks soaked in blood and scorched earth?"
It seemed that he was shocked by the massacre in Zin-Azshari. Even though Dath'Remar had developed other ideas under Galen's persuasion, he still retained a trace of loyalty to the royal family, which was brought about by family education.
It was a pity that Dath'Remar was a rational person and was not completely brainwashed by Queen Azshara.
"You should tell these words to the allies you have contacted. They couldn't make up their minds before, but tonight's events will make them recognize reality."
Galen didn't want to comment too much. He hoped that the next time he met Dath'Remar would be in the Arcan'dor ten thousand years later.
During this period, let Dath'Remar grow independently into the powerful man who wielded Quel'Delar in one hand, Flame Strike in the other, and carried Stars' Fury on his back!
After all, if Dath'Remar isn't strong enough, Sael'andir, who inherits his spirit under his command, won't be able to take off either.
It's just a pity that apart from the first generation of high elves being relatively powerful, their descendants have always been on the road to being hammered.
After the founding of the country, they were hammered by the trolls to the point of almost being destroyed. They were only able to preserve themselves by forming an alliance with the Arathor Empire. In the Second War, they were hammered by the orcs again, and were finally saved by the Alliance. Later, when the Scourge broke out, they were hammered again by Arthas leading the endless Scourge army. This time it was more ruthless, and they were hammered to the point of explosion, and the Sunwell was also contaminated.
Galen felt that the high elves were poisonous, so he should wait to save Kael'thas in the future. Dath'Remar is so powerful that he doesn't need to intervene.
"Also, don't use the life-saving scroll I gave you until the last moment. Even if you use it, keep it secret from everyone. This is technology from later generations, which can be studied silently, but don't record my existence!"
Galen was giving a preventive shot in advance, in case Dath'Remar used the teleportation scroll himself and then recorded it, and Kael'thas knew about it in later generations, he wouldn't be able to get the first pot of gold from him!
Dath'Remar nodded, indicating that he knew, and then he glanced dissatisfiedly at his descendant, ignoring him while he was expressing his feelings!
"What kind of look is that?" Galen was unhappy.
"I am your ancestor, aren't you going to show concern for me?" Dath'Remar expressed his dissatisfaction with his unfilial descendant.
"When I was born, you, old man, had been dead for more than three thousand years, where does the emotion come from!" Galen thought, where does our emotion come from, I am not your real descendant.
Dath'Remar was satisfied now and stopped talking.
Before, Galen said that he came from ten thousand years later, and he had died three thousand years at that time, which meant that he could live to at least seven thousand years old!
This has already surpassed the average lifespan of contemporary night elves, and even doubled it!
Dath'Remar felt it was worth it!
However, if he knew that the later night elves had obtained eternal life, and each of them could live longer than him, would he be pissed to death.
"Okay, Galen, you should have a good rest." Dath'Remar was about to leave to unify his opinions with his allies who had not lost their conscience.
"Oh, right, the guards in the palace came just now and informed you that the Queen wants to summon you tonight after dark."
Oh?
Is the letter of appointment ready?
Is the Queen's efficiency so fast?
"Okay, I know, I will go on time tonight."
At night, Galen endured the nausea and walked through the streets covered with corpses. As he walked, the staff in his hand shot out fireballs under the control of the skull at his waist, igniting the corpses one by one, giving them a decent cremation instead of waiting to rot on the roadside.
Galen didn't have a saintly heart, blaming himself for not being able to save them, after all, he didn't have the ability to save everyone. He was also taking advantage of the situation and doing his best under the circumstances of knowing history well.
Debts have owners.
Azshara needs to bear the main responsibility for this invasion and this massacre, and Xavius is the number one accomplice. None of the Highborne are innocent, even Dath'Remar and the ancestors of the later high elves are the same.
Today, besides her personal maid Vashj, there was one more person beside Queen Azshara in the palace.
Well, it's an acquaintance, Captain of the Guard Varothen.
"Oh, look who's here, it's my dear Prince Galen." Azshara's interest seemed to be very high, there must be something that made her very excited.
Queen Azshara waved her hand, looking intoxicated, and let the captain of the guard leave. Varothen passed by Galen, his eyes fixed on the Queen's new favorite, and the feeling in his heart was very strange.
He felt that this Prince Galen was familiar, but he was sure that they had never met.
Galen was recommended by Dath'Remar, there was no problem with his family background, and he did have real talent and learning. Now that he has a high title, Varothen has no right to investigate Galen without the Queen's order.
Finally, Varothen shook his head and left the palace directly.
"Light of Light, Queen, listening to your call, I am here!" Galen saluted.
"Galen, have you seen the outside world? The divine envoy is erasing those imperfect blemishes to welcome the arrival of the gods."
"And you summoned the powerful divine envoy Mannoroth, paving the way for the arrival of the gods, so that I don't have to continue waiting for that mediocre Xavius!"
Azshara had only met Mannoroth briefly once with Vashj's company. At that time, she was shocked by this high-ranking servant beside the god.
The servant is so powerful, so what about the gods!
"The gods will arrive soon, and the new world will belong to us."
"And you, Galen, you will become my first lord in the new world!"
Galen endured it and patiently listened to Azshara's disgusting remarks. Finally, he heard what he wanted.
Vashj held up a scroll and handed it to Galen.
This letter of appointment is equivalent to the land deed of Eldre'Thalas!
After receiving the scroll, Galen became somewhat absent-minded, vaguely remembering the Queen's reminders to maintain his loyalty and to continue to Galharra to supervise the progress of the portal, and to notify her immediately when the celestial being descended.
It seemed his undercover work was quite successful, having become one of the Queen's confidants.
Galen himself hadn't expected that he had been sowing discord in other forces, from the Gnoll Hogg to the Goblin Gazlowe, then to the Red Dragon Pathiasstraz, and finally Gul'dan infiltrating the Burning Legion's high command in Hellfire Peninsula.
As a result, this one trick had served him well everywhere, and in the end, he himself had become a grain of sand, a confidant of the Queen of the ancient Night Elf Empire, a Prince, and even the new lord of Eldre'Thalas!
Truly, the world is unpredictable.
At first, I just wanted to cause trouble, who knew gold would shine wherever it goes, and I accidentally got promoted!
In the following days, Galen was also considered dedicated, riding his Nightsaber to Galharra to clock in after nightfall, and then slipping away.
Saviss, regarding this satellite city of Zin-Azshari as his own sphere of influence, greatly disliked Galen's arrival, but since Galen was now the Queen's envoy, and the Queen was still useful before Sargeras descended, Saviss did not dare to offend him easily.
Galen's behavior of putting in minimal effort and running away after clocking in pleased Saviss greatly, after all, Galen's talent made him jealous to the point of grinding his teeth, it was better to not see him, and wait for the celestial being to grant him greater power, then he would seek revenge on Galen and the Queen.
Galen was also very satisfied with the current situation, I've already become a high-level figure, am I still supposed to be busy helping Sargeras open the gate?
Not only was he unwilling, but Saviss also didn't want him to steal the credit, so the two maintained this tacit understanding, mutually covering for each other.
On the way back from Galharra, Galen would directly teleport to the remote territory in the southwest of the empire, Eldre'Thalas.
On the first day, he directly took Queen Azshara's letter of appointment and took office.
Having lost their connection to the Well of Eternity, a group of Shen'dralar mages lost their spellcasting abilities. Galen provided magic potions to replenish their mana, rightfully gaining the support of all Shen'dralar members.
Afterwards, Galen even summoned Prince Tortheldrin alone, and while he had not fully recovered his strength, Galen killed him, collected his soul, and performed a resurrection ritual at the base in Dustwallow Marsh.
Galen's subsequent plan was crucial, and only the Heart of Origin could ensure that Galen would obtain a loyal subordinate. Galen couldn't be sure that Tortheldrin would still be loyal after ten thousand years, after returning from the timestream, even with a master-servant contract.
Tonight, after Galen arrived in Eldre'Thalas, he left the city and went to the refugee camp, finding Jes' Darkweaver.
In the past two days, the survivors had been resting in the Temple of Isildien south of Eldre'Thalas, and their experience of being chased by demons in Zin-Azshari had made it difficult for them to calm down.
The priestesses of the Moon in the Temple of Isildien were extremely busy, not only treating the survivors' injuries, but also comforting their hearts.
The priestesses of the Moon used divine magic, their spellcasting abilities originated from their faith in the Moon Goddess, and did not rely on the magic of the Well of Eternity, so their strength was well preserved.
Through thought and soul, they sensed that the priestess sisters in Zin-Azshari had met with misfortune, and at the same time, they notified the temples in various places of what had happened in the capital.
At the same time, the priests also requested food aid, a large number of refugees had come to Eldre'Thalas, and had already emptied the temple's grain reserves for this year.
The Moon Temple of Suramar received the news immediately, Tyrande informed Illidan of this matter, and Illidan informed Ravencrest!
May the moonlight protect you, Prince Galen.
Jess knelt before Galen, performing a special etiquette of a vassal to his master, which Galen accepted.
"Jess, have the numbers of the survivors been tallied?"
"Your Highness, a total of two hundred and five thousand eight hundred and thirteen people have evacuated from Zin-Azshari!"
Of these, one hundred and eighty thousand were originally residents of the south of the city, and the remaining twenty-five thousand were fleeing from the east of the city.
Jess took out a scroll and read out the results of his and his original subordinates' efforts during this period.
"Most of these residents suffered minor injuries, and have recovered after treatment by the Moon Temple priestesses.
Originally, they were a little restless, but after hearing that you had saved them, the residents of the south of the city, led by the Feather Moon family, settled down and began hunting and gathering wild fruits.
… … … But even with the aid of the Moon Temple, we still cannot guarantee that every survivor will receive enough food, and can only give priority to the elderly and children."
Jess closed the scroll, indicating that his report was over.
Don't worry about the food problem, I will provide you with the first batch of food later, and the supply of food will not be interrupted in the following months, but the quantity is still insufficient, which requires the people to reclaim wasteland outside the city and plant food.
But… Your Highness, most of these two hundred thousand people are workers or merchants in Zin-Azshari, there isn't a single farmer!
Jess was in trouble, he was just a Moon Guard, he could take people to the vast forest outside to fish and hunt, but this planting…
He really didn't know how.
I will send a group of druids over later, they will teach the people how to plant crops and fruit trees, and at the same time, their combat power is not weak, and they can serve as guards.
Compared to the rising Moon God sect, the Druid sect is still in its infancy, after all, Malfurion has not yet grown up.
Galen was referring to the Claw Druids of the base, they knew some intermediate druid spells, were quite familiar with plants, and could still plant trees.
Also, there is no need to continue to stay in the refugee camp, you can start organizing the people to settle in Eldre'Thalas, although this city is not as huge as Zin-Azshari, it is enough to accommodate more than two hundred thousand people, if there are not enough houses, then expand it yourself.
I only have one request, the buildings must follow the principle of uniformity.
This was Galen's obsessive-compulsive disorder, there was no saving it.
But, Your Highness… Eldre'Thalas is said to be the city where the Queen collects treasures, will they let us in?
Now, Eldre'Thalas is under my control, I am the new master of this city!
Jess was shocked!