Drunken Wind is famous, even louder than those legendary foot men - at least so far, the foot man has not been able to push Sargeras directly, and Drunken Wind has really struck a set of angry thunder in Sargeras's chest!

Therefore, when Drunken Wind began to tell his title, Nerus became more and more solemn, and even at the end, when he heard "Sargeras's Repulsor", the ethereal spirit finally began to behave in a panic.

If the drunken wind doesn't brag, it's just terrible.

O Sargeras!

That's Sargeras!

Wait, maybe this guy is really bragging......

Nerus prides himself on being well-informed, but he had never heard of Sargeras being repelled by anyone - even those who hated demons had to admit that Sargeras himself was terrible.

And now you suddenly say that you fought off Sargeras?

Sorry, I don't believe it!

Thinking of some of the information he had collected about Azeroth, Nerus was a little unsure of the current situation.

Sensing the change in Nerus, how could Drunken Wind not know what this ethereal spirit was thinking!

"Sargeras has a fist mark on his chest." Drunken Wind raised his right hand unhurriedly and clenched it into a fist, "It's what it left." ”

The furry fist didn't seem to be lethal, but if you looked closely, you could always feel a kind of soul-level sharpness—it was the effect of true qi soaking.

Now, Nerus was not the only one who was surprised.

Medivan, who was going to play soy sauce next to him, was completely stunned in an instant!

I haven't talked about this to myself at all!

Have you ever fought Sargeras? That's Sargeras!

Medivan, who has been manipulated by Sargeras for a while, knows better than anyone how terrible Sargeras is, and under Sargeras's might, Medivan at the soul level is like an ant.

What's more, in the epic records of mankind, this fist mark is clearly mentioned - "Egwene saw the fist mark on the demon's chest, and she knew in her heart that even if she was as powerful, she would not be immune to setbacks and failures, so what reason did she have to give up on this vast snowfield?" So, Egwen raised the staff in his hand with all his might, and the incomparably brilliant Olympiad light burst out, sweeping the 10,000-year-old snow into the sky! ”

Of course, these psychological descriptions were added by later minstrels, after all, no one dared to interview Egwene about what he was thinking at the time, after all, the former Guardian was not very good-tempered.

But what is certain is that on Sargeras's chest, there is indeed a fist left by the mark!

Medivan has a famous painting in Karazhan, which is "Egwen and Sargeras", on which Sargeras also has obvious fist prints on his chest!

Glancing at Drunken Wind, who still looked harmless to humans and animals, Medivan seemed to know this panda man for the first time.

"Why didn't you mention it to me?" Medivan lowered his voice, "If you can repel Sargeras, do we need to prepare anything...... Just like Illidan said, you go and destroy the demons, and we will besiege Sargeras. ”

"Things are not as ...... as you think"

Drunken Wind rolled his eyes helplessly, didn't he just pretend to be forced once? Didn't surprise the negotiation opponent, and in turn scared your teammates?

Am I still the protagonist?

Negotiations are suspended - Nerus needs to think about it, and by the way, check whether what Zuifeng said is true or false.

On the other hand, Medivin also has 100,000 reasons why he wants to ask Drunken Wind.

"Did you really fight Sargeras head-on?"

"What does it mean to be repulsed? Did you win or lose? ”

"When was this battle happening? My mother is hundreds of years old, but didn't you say you were less than fifty? ”

"Where did you fight? Warped Void or Azeroth? ”

“……？”

“……？”

As a mage (formerly), Medivan undoubtedly has a wealth of curiosity, which is the source of motivation for the mage's research.

And now, Medivan has completely transferred this curiosity to Drunken Wind, as a person with a story, Medivan is keenly aware that Drunken Wind may have more stories than himself, so he immediately grabbed Drunken Wind and began to chase after him.

And about the battle of the ancients, in fact, it is really inconvenient to say more about Drunken Wind, so he can only occasionally vaguely fool around, so that Medivin can't figure out the details, and finally asked for a long time, but he only knew that Drunken Wind had traveled through time and space once.

…… Isn't this TM nonsense!

But for the rest of the content, no matter how Medivan asked, Zuifeng either kept silent, or talked about him left and right, and couldn't pry open the panda man's mouth, although Medivan was extremely curious, but he was helpless after all.

I secretly made up my mind that I must return to Azeroth and go to Mist Harbor when I have time!

Medivan believes that even if others don't know, his mother knows something!

Poor Medivan, he's got the wrong guy - if he had asked Illidan directly, he might have gotten more information, but what's the use of looking for Egwene!

……………………

On the other side, after returning to his lounge, Nerus directly chose to walk on the astral plane.

Suddenly, Nerus vanished in place, leaving only a pile of tattered bandages on the ground.

At the same time, in the depths of the astral boundary, on an unknown remote planet, a long-abandoned house suddenly welcomed visitors.

None other than Nerus.

After getting new bandages from the spare warehouse to hold his unstable form in place, Nerus went about his work.

Cautiously taking out a strange instrument from his own void warehouse, Nerus seemed to have plucked the strings of this instrument at great cost.

Soon after, several ethereal spirits appeared in the room.

If anyone saw this scene, they would definitely be dumbfounded - these ethereal spirits present were undoubtedly some big shots, a full 16 people, all of them were node princes of ethereal spirits, no more, no less!

After all 16 Ethereal Spirits had arrived, everyone's attention was on Neruth.

"Nerus, why pluck the strings of nothingness? Do you only have one chance and choose to use it now? ”

"That's right." Nerus nodded, "I'll use it now, because I may have found a way to deal with Dimentius, but it's not just about me, it's about all the Ethereals in the astral plane—I think it's time for us to take sides." ”

"Stand in line......"

Although Nerus was a little vague, all the ethereal spirits present understood what he meant for the first time.

"You're saying that the forces that can stand up to the Burning Legion have finally appeared?"

"That's right!" 8)