"Ahh Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Tyrande's body shook violently, and a trance followed in his mind.

Death!

Violent!

Flame!

Destruction -

Destruction -

The terrifying horror full of brutality, as if it had spanned thousands of years, traveled from ancient time and space, this mysterious force seemed to tear her in her dream into countless pieces and then scatter it all over the peaks of Mount Hyjal.

Her soul felt a continuous tear and pain.

In the midst of this terrible chaos, it was as if she heard a familiar voice.

"Tyrande-it's all right-wake up—Tyrande-you must fulfill your duty to protect the world!"

It wasn't the soft female voice of Elune, the goddess of the moon, nor the deep, gentle male voice of Cenarius, who vaguely recognized the young male voice, a voice that she subconsciously relied on, like a drowning man in the ocean who relied on that little piece of driftwood.

Tyrande sensed that a force from the goddess of fate was leading her in the right direction.

As time passed, or perhaps those few calls, the pain the Burning Legion had caused her in her dreams lessened, and she felt exhausted. No, it's not the fatigue of the mortal body, it's the fatigue of the soul.

It was as if the body wanted to continue to drift in the world of dreams, and the soul no longer had to return to the body. But if she does, she may die, so she has to resist.

Slowly she could feel her breathing, and as the pain in her soul slowly diminished, the Goddess of the Moon's voice became clearer, and she heard the prayers of the priestesses in the temple all year round, and Tyrande felt herself return to her physical state.

Her soul seemed to hurry through a mist of water......

After a distortion of her vision, her consciousness returned to her eyes.

She immediately realized that from the time she saw the image of Akmund, to the dream that had been buried in her heart, to the time she almost fell on her feet, to the nervous pounce of the guards behind her, the two trying to help her, and the two glaring at Ronin, it was only a second before and after so much had happened.

"Wait! Nothing to do with the messenger!" Tyrande hurriedly stopped the guard's possible rudeness.

"Lady Wind......" asked a priestess with a nervous look on her face.

Tyrande waved his hand: "No, I'm fine, it's just that these Alliance emissaries finally brought evidence of the Burning Legion's complete invasion of Azeroth, which is linked to the nightmare I've been having a while ago, and it shocked my spirit." ”

The priestess immediately understood.

As the chosen person of the goddess Elune, Tyrande could easily see through the falsehood. If what Luo Ning brought was fabricated, then what awaited Luo Ning must be the wrath of the entire Night Elf clan.

The image of Akmund's destruction of Dalaran is naturally a fragment intercepted by Duke when he invoked Antonidas's mage tower, and there is no doubt about its authenticity.

Then things are much simpler.

Tyrande straightened up and bowed deeply to Luo Ning and the others: "Thank you for traveling thousands of miles to bring this important news to the Night Elves that is likely to be related to the life and death of all intelligent beings in the entire world. I urgently need Elune's guidance now, please ask a few messengers to rest for a day, and tomorrow I will lead the Night Elf Clan to officially receive you, please be patient. ”

"That's fine. "Ronin is a joy.

With that, Tyrande hurriedly ordered his lieutenant to give him a few words to entertain Ronin, and then went straight to the depths of the temple of Elune.

In the prayer hall reserved for the High Priest, Tyrande gently stripped off all his clothes and stepped into the crystal pool with the statue of Elune, allowing the holy water poured out of the vase in the goddess's hand to water his whole body, allowing himself to enter the realm of forgetfulness and communication.

Being taken by a priestess to a house on Mount Hyjal, which should be considered a state guesthouse, Luo Ning and his party finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not easy to go all the way.

Because it was still early, Theramore had not yet taken shape when they came, and there was no magic portal, so they had to cross the endless sea by boat.

The fleet that crossed the sea was not large, with only seven boats, which led to attracting the prying eyes of a medium-sized Naga clan.

They have beaten Naga, killed fish people, and even stabbed a large octopus with tentacles more than ten meters long.

After coming to Theramore for supplies, it was okay all the way, but after Azhara landed, he almost killed all the way. Halfway through, I don't know how many Naga and the humanoid demon called Sartre I killed.

After heading west from Azhara into the Ashen Valley, he was ambushed by as many as 200 Night Elves, but they barely knew the Night Elf language, and they escaped.

You must know that at the time of the first arrow, Luo Ning and his party did not expect the momentum of that arrow at all. Although it was a warning arrow, it wasn't until Luo Ning's talisman magic shield was blown that they reacted in horror.

Thankfully, there was a false alarm.

In the state guesthouse, which was full of purple and green tones, Luo Ning comfortably stared at the green eyes outside the window from the balcony on the second floor, and couldn't help but say: "It's really peaceful." I hope this peace lasts forever, but unfortunately, we are here to report the bad news. ”

Lilath raised her head slightly, and immediately lowered her head to her work, using the Ranger's special juice to maintain her bowstring.

Liadrin, who is not far away, is similar. Originally, the leader of the Blood Elf Paladins couldn't pull away, but considering that Mount Hyjal was fighting the Scourge Legion and the Demon Army, Duke still sent her to fight an outpost.

The only one who responded to Ronin was Bridget Abydis.

"Without our struggle, there would be no peace for our children and grandchildren, my father always told me. Bridget subconsciously tugged at her slightly longer hair.

Luo Ning was a little surprised: "Oh, I didn't expect you to have children." ”

Bridget's face turned red, and then she was a little angry: "Don't look at me like this, I have a more feminine alias - Brigitte's." Moreover, my father had long ordered me to marry and have children before the age of twenty-five, and only after I had children did I be allowed to rejoin the army. ”

Luo Ning was speechless.

Unexpectedly, the great general Abidis still has such a fatherly side.

They were chatting, unbeknownst to them, at the same moment, having finished praying to the goddess Elune, Tyrand*, and received the 'Prophet' Medivan in the side hall.