Menethil's Power

Chapter 541

It seems that the forgotten Villitan is cautiously hiding in the bottom area of ​​Maraudon. Only some sandworms are active here. Other underground creatures look down on this dark and dry place, and this is exactly Villi. What Tarn hoped, he is now enough to deal with a few sailback ground dragons.

The sacred runes suspended above his head not only imprisoned his spiritual power, but also radiated radiant light. It was an absolute mockery to those underground creatures. Fortunately, Villitan lived here for hundreds of years before, and some There must be a way to deter them so that they don't become a reptile or a worm's dinner.

Isaacs spared his life in a "merciful" way, but Villitane obviously would not be grateful for it, and he has been trying to find a way to lift the banning rune.

Who wouldn't want to be free if they could?
That human was young and outrageous, but his power frightened Villitan. He even thought of Queen Azshara ten thousand years ago. Don't feel any sense of fighting thoughts.

And he experienced this feeling again, he felt how ridiculous the power he had been pursuing all these years was, and his level was far worse than that of a real strong man.

But Villitan didn't want to just surrender. The other party used positive energy with a sacred aura, which was naturally not the right way for him, a Sartre. Villitan didn't believe his recruitment intentions, at least not completely.

What's more, he is very friendly with those two demigod heirs, maybe he just wants to sell him, the dream polluter, Villitan, for a good price?
But after trying several methods, Villitan was slumped. He had no way to deal with the state of his mental power being blocked. The only thing he could do seemed to be to wait for the energy confidence in it to dissipate.

This process is not long, just a few years.

Villitan is very sad, he is a knife and I am a fish, he can do nothing now, he can only silently wait for the verdict of others.

There were sounds of battle in the depths of Maraudon before, but there has been no movement for a long time now. Villitan has not acted rashly. He has been able to live as a satyr for 1 years, so he has naturally developed the habit of being cautious.

His spirit was tense, paying attention to all the troubles.

Then he saw a ripple suddenly appeared in front of him, a light appeared in the middle of the ripple, the space seemed to be cut by a sharp knife, a crack appeared, and then a white slender hand stretched out from it.

Villitan couldn't help but suffocate. Of course, it couldn't be because the hand was flawless, but because of the breath coming from it, a breath that horrified him inexplicably.

Ever since he abandoned his identity as a highborne elf and transformed into a satyr, the instinct of demons has also been baked into his blood, the most important of which is the fear of the strong.

Villitan was about to kneel down, but the person in the space gap finally showed his full figure. This turned out to be a beautiful girl, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, facial features like the most exquisite sculpture, and fair skin like porcelain As delicate and smooth as a girl, this is a girl with amazing beauty, she should enjoy the pursuit of countless noble young people in the aristocratic salon - if there is no pair of wide demon wings.

Villitan felt that his throat was a little dry. He really didn't understand why the power comparable to the top existence of the army was contained in such a petite body.

Especially the scepter in her hand made Villitan even start to tremble. He can swear that although he only sensed it ten thousand years ago, the scepter is indeed the breath of the dark titan!

Why would such an existence come here?For a moment, Villitan felt that his brain went blank.

The girl who appeared suddenly, like a demon god, turned her head. There was no emotion in her dark blue pupils. She looked at Villitan, to be precise, at the golden rune above Sartre's head.

Villitan immediately realized that the purpose of the other party's coming here was him. Reminiscent of the human being who said that someone would come to him, Sartre felt that his brain was not enough. The powerful cleric and the evil woman The demon god is actually a gang?

What the hell is going on in this world?Had the outside world changed drastically during his 1000 years in Maraudon?

"It seems that you are the guy I'm looking for." The girl said, her voice was clear and sweet but with absolute majesty, "Although it looks like a waste, since he can value it, there must be something special about it."

Villitan's facial muscles twitched, and he didn't have any temper at all when he was called a waste by such an existence.

The girl didn't seem to want to talk nonsense with him, she waved the scepter domineeringly, and the energy flow caused by it made Villitan's heart skip a beat.

"Surrender or perish," she said.

Obviously Sartre had no choice at all.

……

Moonglade is located at the northernmost tip of the Kalimdor continent, between Darkshore and Winterspring. Generally speaking, apart from druids and night elves who believe in nature, no other humanoid creatures are welcome here.

Isaacs felt that he might be the first human to come here in this timeline. ,

After arriving in Moonglade, Isaacs almost thought that he hadn't left the Emerald Dream, but those simple and sentimental buildings made him have a clear understanding. After all, it is impossible to have any artificial traces in the Emerald Dream.

The strength of the natural force here is almost the same as that of the Emerald Dreamland. After all, apart from such a simple small village, such a large area is really a "woodland", retaining the most primitive natural features.

The power of dreams can also be used for teleportation, at least to the Moonlight Territory, there is no problem at all. Isaacs, Lunara, and Celebras appeared on a simple altar.

"Sister Lunara, you are back! I heard that you beat those orcs to pieces." A cheerful voice came from the side. It was also a bouncing dryad, who seemed to be waiting here specially. of.Unlike Lunara's long emerald green hair, which seemed to be alive, this dryad's hair was cyan and very smooth.

"It can't be said that it's a waste of time, but the orc tribe will not have conflicts with us for a long time in the future." Lunara thought for a while and said realistically.

"Sure enough, only sister Lunara can do it." The tree demon said in a very admiring tone.

"If it's just me, I really can't do this." Lunara smiled, "Miluen, let me introduce you, this is the hero I mentioned to you before against the Burning Legion Isaacs."

"Hello, hero." Milune greeted Isaacs generously.

Not all dryads are as tough and assertive as Lunara, for example, Miluen is an innocent girl character.

"" "Hello." Isaacs nodded slightly to Milune. Confronting and defeating the Burning Legion is the best experience and capital. With this, he can obtain the demigod of nature and Drew without revealing his identity as a dragon. Yimen attaches great importance to it, and there is no need to work hard just for a twig of the World Tree like before.

So although the initial investment in the Battle of Quel'Thalas caused Lordaeron to bleed, everything was worth it.

But having said that, it is obviously impossible for Miluen to be the direct descendant of Cenarius, but she actually called Lunara her sister. Isaacs couldn't help but look at Celebras with some sympathy. It's a tragedy to be young.

"I have to tell Remulos and Father about Zalta together with Celebras." Lunara said to Isaacs apologetically, and then she looked at Milune, "Can you entertain me?" Our guest?"

"Of course." Milune immediately agreed.

Naturally, Isaacs would not have any objections, so Lunara and Celebras left in a hurry, while Miluen looked at Isaacs with a curious look, her eyes were clear and transparent, "You are really like Lu Killed hundreds of demons like Sister Nora said?"

"I haven't counted it exactly." Isaacs shrugged, "But I think the unit of quantity should not be just hundreds."

This is the truth, in the War of the Ancients timeline the entire Burning Legion is in his calculations.

Mylune opened her mouth in surprise, and Isaacs felt that he might as well tell the little dryad something about the Burning Legion, so he began to tell her about the Battle of Quel'Thalas.

A lifetime veteran of the army likes to tell children about his experiences, and Isaacs also temporarily experienced this feeling, and he even deliberately used some exaggerated methods, which made Miluen scream again and again.

As a result, after the story was told, Isaacs had become the second idol in Milune's mind, and Lunara was still the first idol.

At this time, there was no news from Lunara. After the story was finished, Isaacs was a little bored, so he simply joined the work of Miluen. Feeling her approach, those little beasts that were originally afraid of people would spontaneously surround her.

The discussion between Lunara and Remulos was unexpectedly long. It was obvious that the matter in Zaetar was very difficult. After three full days, Isaacs almost understood the terrain of the entire Moonglade, and even met an acquaintance Blore Bearskin, this druid was one of the few night elves who came all the way from Kalimdor to participate in the Battle of Quel'Thalas.

Of course, Blore is not the only druid in Moonglade. They all expressed a friendly attitude towards Isaacs. After all, this human prince has made great achievements in fighting the Burning Legion. He tried his best to plant the world in his own country a few years ago. The behavior of the tree also made the druids feel kind.

It wasn't until this time that Lunara reappeared in front of Isaacs. She didn't look very happy, "My brother wants to meet you in person." She said, her tone seemed a bit raw and cold.

Regarding her change of attitude, Isaacs was a little confused. Could it be that there was a quarrel with Remulos?But there is no time to think about it now, he nodded, "Just right, I also want to talk to your brother."

Remulos was similar in appearance to Zaetar, and upon meeting Isaacs, the keeper of the grove praised Isaacs for his contribution to the battle of Quel'Thalas and peace on the border between the Horde and the night elves.

As expected of the eldest son of Cenarius, his demeanor is already very similar to his father.

And Isaacs also took advantage of the situation to make his own request, "I hope to meet the high priest of Tyrande and the archdruid Fandral Staghelmet, since everyone is from Azeroth, they all have guardianship for this world." Responsibility, both of us should establish a communication channel so that in the event of a worldwide crisis, the strengths of both sides can be combined as soon as possible.”

It was a reasonable request, so Remulos agreed. "I'll let those two know," he said.

(End of this chapter)