"Your Majesty, we have received attacks from green skinned creatures!" A soldier reports to Dasrima!

"Oh? A creature with green skin? Could it be a Giant Demon? " "Take me to see the battlefield!" Dasrima knew trolls, and he had accompanied Kurtaros on a campaign against trolls. Although he didn't know much about trolls, he could recognize one!

"It's really a Giant Demon!" He didn't know why the trolls were here, but when he thought back to the time when the trolls had been dispatched from the east side of the Well of Eternity, he knew that this was the territory of the trolls. But now I am the Empire of Dasrema Chasing Sun! We have powerful magic. Thinking back to the war with the trolls a few thousand years ago, without exception, it was the victory of magic!

"Inform all high elves to be vigilant. We'll fight these trolls when we reach our goal. Let them taste the might of the magic again!" Dasrima announced loudly!

"Yes sir!" The high elves nearby answered in unison.

The Giant Demon's attack didn't weaken, but strengthened. The High Elves were constantly on guard against the Giant Demons' attacks. However, the High Elves didn't lower their aura because they had turned all of the Giant Demons into ashes!

However, something strange happened. The High Elves' skin began to lose its original violet color and slowly turned yellow; their hair also started to fade; the original violet, green, blue, and other natural colors started to turn into the colors of yellow, red, and orange. This was the exact color of the fire magic that the High Elves were willing to use, but the changes that followed made the High Elves unable to bear it.

However, for the time being, Dasrima could not be bothered with these matters because they had found the land with high energy. However, the great army of Giant Demons had also arrived behind them. Millions of Giant Demons were constantly attacking them! No matter how arrogant Dashi was, he could not believe that he had just killed off all of these Giant Demons!

"Your Majesty, our fleet is here!" A soldier looked out to sea and shouted at Dasrima.

"Good!" All the high elves cross the ocean and go to the islands in the north. We will accumulate strength there first, and then we will attack and return to this land! " Daselma didn't know that the land he was talking about was in fact the holy city of the trolls! In the eyes of the trolls, the holy city was as important as the night elf, Azshari! Although the fall of Azshara had tainted her, it did not reduce the Night Elves' fondness for her in the slightest. Because it was where their great Queen used to live, and the temple of Elune, the Moon Goddess!

On the northern island, the High Elves had settled down! They had built a Morning Star village there, and high elves had discovered a small lake in the southern region of the village. Dasrima poured water from the Well of Eternity from Illidan into the lake.

"This is our Sunwell!" He also set up a barrier around the Sun Well to stop the energy from spreading outwards. This barrier was very large, and it included a large amount of energy in the area that Daselma had mentioned!

With the Well of the Sun, Dasrima brought the famous mages to study magic. They set up a platform on the northeast side of the village and began to study large scale magic.

After a few years on this island that the high-level elves called the Qualdenas Islands, Dasrima and his Magi had finally completed a strategic spell – the Hurricane spell! Because of Olonsem, this spell had appeared decades later. Originally, this spell was used to deal with the Night Elves, but now, it was used to deal with the Giant Demons!

With the weapons in hand, Dasrima began to lead his army to the other side of the river! Even though his army was only 3,000 people! However, 70% of them were Mages, while the rest were Rangers, Priests and Warriors.

The trolls had noticed their movements when they were on the boat and had been waiting for them to land, ready for a surprise attack. However, Dasrima had the wizards cast a flaming storm on the shore, and regardless of whether or not there was an ambush, he still ordered them to do so because he wanted to build an Asalin-style city here. There were too many trees here, or else he would have to clean up later and still be able to hide his trolls.

"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!" "Ahhh!" The Giant Demon shrieked in pain. A flaming storm was the bane of Giant Demons; there wasn't a single Giant Demon that wasn't afraid of fire!

Dasraema led the Magi in burning the forest, and the Giant Demon army began a large-scale retreat. Dasrima began to set up fortifications at the edge of the Sunwell enchantment to block the onslaught of the trolls. They were going to fight for this place, the place Dasrima had named Quel'Thalas!

"The Giant Demon army has gathered. They want to advance!" a wizard said.

"Alright, begin preparing for the Hurricane spell!" Let our enemies have a taste of our decades of research results! " Dasrima said excitedly!

The high elves' Hurricane spell was very successful. Although many of their Magi had been drained of their energy, they believed that no other Giant Demons would be able to attack!

Just as the high elven Magi had expected, as the Giant Demons were on their way to the Quel'Salas, they suddenly felt that the wind in the forest was getting stronger and stronger. Finally, they saw the trees dancing in the sky, and the Giant Demons ran backwards in fright, but there was one thing wrong with a larger team, it was not flexible enough to move around. They ran in the front, and in some unknown situation, they still ran forward.

It was at Quel'Thalas that Dar'Rima established his foothold, where they built the city of Silvermoon, the capital of the High Elves! He had also moved all of the high level elves to Silverymoon. There were only a few Magi and guards left on the island. They controlled the island tightly, preventing outsiders from entering and preventing the sunwell from being destroyed. He had used magic to create countless reefs around the island, preventing ships from getting close. Only flying was the only way to get here. However, the high-level elves left behind to deal with flying were extremely powerful!

The loss of the holy city and millions of Giant Demons in this war had weakened the Ammani Empire, one of the two great empires of Giant Demons, once again. They were no longer able to fight against the High Elves. Slowly, their land was occupied by the High Elves! Due to the poor reproduction ability of the high elves and the slow population growth, the trolls were given a period of respite!