At night.

Elune sprinkled His radiance mercifully on the Great Desert.

In the moonlight, the great desert that is cruel during the day looks peaceful and quiet, and there is no cruelty in the daytime at all.

Camp Modrasin.

The grass and trees of the desert oasis rustle in the cold wind of the desert, bringing a trace of life and vitality to the cruel and lonely desert.

Most of the trolls were already at rest, except for those on vigil.

This made the whole camp quiet, so quiet that you could hear the trees, the grass, the leaves being blown by the desert wind.

Only on the edge of the pond in the core were some figures shaking and talking.

Tonatiu looked at the core of the pond, where the cadores were busy.

Hisali was saved.

But poor little druid is not in great shape, and Vandal Deerhelm's barkmanship protects her body.

But what the ancient gods are best at is mental manipulation and terrible spiritual pollution.

Her spirit was impaired compared to the excellent physical body she was protected from.

The Old Gods cursed her.

The Council of Cenarion was extremely hostile to the Elder Gods. In the same way, the Elder Gods and their followers and minions were hostile to the Druids.

Normal druids find the forces of the Old Gods, and that is to destroy them with all their might.

The same is true of the forces on the side of the Old Gods.

The two are irreconcilable contradictions.

According to Nalarex and Santis Hatsuki, Hissari was cursed by Cthun.

She is now undergoing treatment.

She was placed on top of the pond, and the water of the pond was full of life to hold her from sinking underwater.

Nalarex stood in the water, sweating profusely, beside her, a vibrant green light lingering over him, and constantly swaying over Hisali's body.

Hisali's trauma had long since healed.

But it is full of life energy and green radiance, but it can't make her wake up, it can only make the pool more and more vibrant.

Long.

Nalarex sighed.

"Nature can't cure her."

"Poor boy."

The green light on his body disappeared, and he stopped his healing movements.

Santis Hazuki by the pond, her bright purple-blue glowing eyes suddenly dimmed.

Just now, one of the high priests of the Elune Sisterhood, Elune's darling, the Sentinel General of the Kadore, also called on Elune's power to heal Hisari.

As had happened in the past, Elune healed her wounds, her physical pain, with ease.

But her mental damage cannot be healed, Elune can soothe the soul, but it cannot expel the soul tainted by the old gods.

If you could, in the original plot, the future Green Dragon Queen Ysera would not have been corrupted and corrupted by nightmares.

He was eventually killed, and his soul returned to Elune's arms.

Even Ysera's favored daughter, Elune could not save her from being cursed and then falling.

Not to mention Hisali.

It can be said that in terms of playing with spirits and souls, the ancient gods are definitely the leaders of the entire World of Warcraft universe.

Undead and demons play with people's hearts, and at the end of the day, they can create an eternal future to attract believers and followers.

The Void simply and brutally tells everyone that it is all about turning everything into chaos, everything into the end, a world where there is nothing.

Such a heart-wrenching idea, there are still so many people who believe in it, which is enough to prove the brainwashing ability of the void.

In the future, there will be two organizations in Azeroth that will be able to treat members of all races equally.

One of them is the Cult of Twilight of the Void Forces, from goblins to humans, minotaurs, Kadore, Sindore, and even the draenei who came later.

The other is a goblin venture capital company, which also has members of all races, and everyone fights and works for the company without discrimination.

Not......

From this point of view.

This venture capital firm is pretty awesome!

Tonatiu, who was in a state of distraction, looked at the Cadores, who were at a loss for what was going on in Hissaly, and listened to their conversation.

"She's in a bad situation. There's nothing we can do. Shantis, my sister, I feel the right to send her back to Nordahill. ”

Nalarex was saying, "Maybe Your Excellency Deerhelm and Miss Yufeng will have a way. ”

Even in the face of this helpless situation, Santis Hazuki's voice was still as ethereal as ever, giving people a sense of tranquility and distance, as if it sounded in the distance.

"That's all there is to it."

"I'll arrange for the sentinels to send her back with the Hippogriff. It's a long way to go, Elune-Adore. Hopefully she'll make it back to Nordasil. ”

Nalarex sighed: "It can only be ...... like this"

Then.

Tonatiu, who was on the edge of the pond, suddenly raised his hand, and the sound sent across the water to the ears of the Kadores.

"Well, I'll ask. What will happen to Hisaari if she doesn't make it back to Nodashir? ”

An ethereal voice sounded slowly, and Santis Hazuki answered his doubts: "She will become the enemy of nature. ”

Seeing that Tonatiu seemed a little ignorant, Nalarex explained, "She will fall and may be controlled by the Elder Gods. The first Dark Cultists were made up of fallen Cadores and Trolls. ”

Tonatiu who spent some time with the druids. He knew that the Dark Cultist was the Cenarion Council's name for the Twilight Cultist, the Cultist of the Old Gods.

In other words, if you are cursed by the ancient gods, once you don't die, you will be corrupted and become the minions of the ancient gods.

It's really a handy ability.

Tonatiu, who sighed in his heart, looked at the sad looks of several Cadore, and he couldn't help but say, "Maybe I have a way." ”

As soon as the words fell.

Santis Hazuki looked at her suspiciously.

Nalarex also looked at it.

Next to him, a tall, slender, slender and slender beautiful sentry, he couldn't help but question:

"How is that possible? Troll, I admit that you are strong in combat. But even Nature and Elune are helpless, what can you do?! ”

Although the other female sentries next to him did not speak, they also nodded, probably thinking so.

Shantis Hazuki wanted to say something, but Nalarex couldn't help but preemptively say:

"Your Majesty, I beg you to lend a hand. The Council of Cenarion and the Cadore, will not forget your kindness. ”

Seeing that Nalarex respected this troll so much, Santis Hazuki was even more puzzled, and several sentinels were also slightly surprised.

But the Cadores have lived long enough to know when to question and when to be quiet.

None of them spoke.

Tonatiu floated up, approaching Hisari and Nalarex on the surface of the pond.

"Hisali is suffering like this for the sake of trolls, and I certainly can't stand idly by."

"It's also my responsibility to make her better."

With that, he had already come to Hisali's side.

Nalarex took a few steps back, relinquished his position, and said humbly, "Your Majesty, please lend a hand." ”

Tonatiu nodded.

Under the watchful eyes of the Kadores, he reached for Hisali's body and pressed it against her ———— killer.

Not......

Leather armor is soft.

The eyes of the surrounding cadores widened suddenly, and Nalarex couldn't help but lose his voice and said, "Your Majesty?!" ”

Santis Hazuki's eyebrows rose high.

The eyes of several female sentinels widened, and their beautiful pupils were full of incredulity.

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