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Chapter 166: Shandris Feathermoon: Maggots of Holy Light?

In the quiet forest of Ashenvale, a breeze blew from time to time, carrying the fragrance of wild flowers. A night saber leopard ran by with a night elf on its back.

The elf on the Nightblade Panther is a sentinel. Compared to human women, she is tall and slender, with a pair of pointed ears. She wears beautiful light armor with exquisite patterns and hollow designs. Her long legs are exposed without any muscles, but full of wild power. She has light purple skin that the night elves envy. Her face is painted with mysterious facial tattoos.

Under the moonlight, her movements were graceful and agile, and she carefully observed the situation around her.

She was searching for something, and her mount followed her carefully, helping her to keep watch on the surroundings.

A few days ago, the sisters of the Sentinel Corps received two pieces of disturbing news.

A huge team arrived from the barren land in the south. They were composed of several humanoid races, and they were well-organized and harmonious. As soon as they landed, Ratchet, which had existed for many years, replaced the flag with a strange one consisting of the capital letters LD and a crossed staff and hammer in front.

What was even more surprising was that since a powerful woman with the appearance of an upper elf appeared, the entire Barren Land was obscured, and their scouts had not detected any news.

What made people feel a little relieved was that the Sentinels captured in the Barrens did not die. After communicating with the high elf who claimed to be the Ranger General of the Alliance of Azeroth, they were escorted out of the country with courtesy.

But they brought terrible bad news. The Alliance had their homes destroyed by the Burning Legion, so they came to Kalimdor to seek a foothold.

The Sentinels immediately brought the news back to the Sisterhood.

Before the high priest could send people to communicate with the powerful alliance, the sentinel brought another piece of bad news.

That is, another race invaded the Grey Valley. They were green-skinned humanoids. As soon as they entered the Grey Valley, they began to destroy nature. This angered the Sentinel vanguard, and they had a fierce conflict, and then the dispute escalated and finally got out of control.

A few days ago, the priests of the Moon Temple received shocking bad news. The king of the forest, the demigod Cenarius, was killed!
Its soul returned to the Emerald Dream, and because in recent years, the Archdruid Fandral Staghelm planted the World Tree without the blessing of the Guardian Dragon, the Emerald Dream is currently unable to resurrect a powerful demigod.

The dragons, the ancient allies of the night elves, have also lost contact recently. Even the green dragon queen Ysera has not contacted them.

So the high priestess sent one of her most trusted sentinels to investigate the situation. She was Tyrande's adopted daughter, Shandris Feathermoon.

When she set out, she had already planned her route. She wanted to investigate the green-skinned orcs first.

As for the Alliance, it was a powerful force with an extremely powerful leader, and that was not something she could deal with.

And they have already established preliminary contact through a Sentinel captain named Alena Yaoxing.

It is said that this captain lost a duel with a Ranger General named Windrunner during a reconnaissance. Her arrow accidentally hit the buttocks of a dwarf hunter who was watching the battle, and she was punished to plant trees in the Crossroads Fortress. Later, she found that this so-called alliance did not prohibit druid culture and moon worship, but welcomed druids.

So she acted as an ambassador and also worked as a free laborer. According to her, the leader of these people was away recently. So she planted trees in the morning and worked as a part-time teacher in the school in the afternoon.

When talking about Shandris Feathermoon and the Sentinels, we have to briefly introduce the night elf race.

The night elves are native creatures of Azeroth. They are a branch of trolls called dark trolls. They happened to live near the Well of Eternity, and under the influence of the spring water, they developed a highly developed civilization.

Then a great figure emerged from among them, named Azshara. She was a powerful mage. She united the entire night elf race. She defeated the trolls and drove them out of the core areas.

She built a strong country.

She was so full of herself that she turned to pursue a more powerful magical power. She led a group of night elf nobles to study and use the magical power of the Well of Eternity all day long. These people were called the High Elves. The abuse of the magic of the Well of Eternity brought a powerful enemy to the world. The dark titan Sargeras, the leader of the Burning Legion.

Queen Azshara, who was so confused that she began to fantasize about marrying this godlike Dark Titan, asked her subordinates to study how to open the portal and let the Dark Titan come.

A large number of demon armies came to Azeroth. They attacked everywhere and killed many creatures.

In order to fight against the invasion of the Legion, Malfurion, who had just mastered the ways of druidism, and his brother Illidan, with the help of Elune's priestess Tyrande Whisperwind, stood up to resist the invasion of the Burning Legion.

Many races on Azeroth participated in this war at that time, and it was during this battle that the White Stag Malorne had his neck broken by Archimonde.

The dragon clan also participated in this war. Later, the black dragon Nefarian concentrated the power of all the guardian dragons to create the Dragon Soul.

However, what was unexpected was that Neltharion betrayed everyone, and he used the Dragon Soul to almost destroy the blue dragon clan and severely damaged the other three-color dragon legions. The dragon clan had to be forced to leave the battlefield.

Fortunately, the night elves, led by Archdruid Malfurion, detonated the Well of Eternity at the last moment. The huge explosion repelled the demons, and the world was temporarily safe. From then on, the continent of Azeroth was split into countless pieces, known in history as the Collapse of Heaven and Earth.

Now, 10,000 years later, the night elves are about to face their old enemies again. But today, they no longer have the support of the white deer demigod Malorne, nor the turtle demigod Tortolla to defend their positions, and there will be no Aviana to protect their skies.

Shandris Feathermoon was an excellent sentinel, and with the help of the moonlight, she quickly climbed over the hills and came to a valley. There was a sickening smell of sulfur in it.

She carefully hid herself, and then moved carefully in the forest with the help of the sentinels.

There was a rumbling sound of footsteps, what was that?
Shandris Feathermoon quickened her pace. She saw a Fallen Fountain deep in the valley. With the help of the moonlight, she used Shadow Meld and cleverly hid behind a big tree opposite the spring.

A giant lizard-like figure broke into Shandris Feathermoon's sight.

Mannoroth? The annihilan?
This huge demon made a deep impression on Shandris ten thousand years ago. It is a demigod-level powerhouse, and it can be said that among all the mortals in the world, only Queen Azshara can compete with it.

After the Annihilan, there is a bat-like demon, the Dreadlord, who does not often appear on the battlefield. The Dreadlord is often the weaver of some conspiracies, and countless people have died because of their conspiracies.

She calmed down and prayed to the moon goddess. She was harder to find at night.

At this time, the huge Anihilan said in a muffled voice: "When are we going to deal with the maggot?"

The dreadlord laughed sinisterly, "No hurry! Your little pets are doing well. It was able to kill that stupid old deer."

"It's been ten thousand years. Your strength has indeed recovered."

Mannoroth said: "Of course! Those pets are indeed useful, but I don't think they are a match for that Holy Light Maggot."

Tichondrius was disdainful in his heart. Ever since Azgalor was killed and Bruttarus lost his wings, this reckless annihilan finally learned his lesson. He spent all day thinking about how to complete the tasks assigned to him because of his bad mouth.

"We can have your little pet attack those long ears that are making no progress."

(End of this chapter)