Summoning Total War

To the northwest of the Karazhan Mountains, about two hundred kilometers from Murphy's territory.

It is located on the other side of the mountain range, and continues to the northwest to reach the territory of the descendants of giants.

There is a cold region on the north side of the mainland, with the descendants of huge and unusual giants living in them. They were once the masters of this world, but now they are beginning to decline. And the orc tribe that existed as slaves to the descendants of giants has now become independent from them.

Today, the orcs who successfully domesticated the Behemoth even defeated the descendants of the powerful giants on the frontal battlefield for the first time.

The moonlight fell on the peaks, and a slender figure sat on the edge of a cliff several hundred meters high and sang in a high elf language.

It is an ancient hymn praising the beauty and purity of the moon.

This melodious song with the power that reaches the depths of the soul, as if revealing some kind of magical power, echoed between the cliffs of the absolute peaks. For a time, the entire mountain was quiet and peaceful, and even the cries of insects and birds became cheerful.

That slender figure just sat on the edge of the cliff and sang softly. When the moonlight fell on her, a little white light appeared.

Very peaceful, very quiet, but the lonely back is slightly cold.

"Taelan Yali, why did you say that the white dragon moved here. And you chose to build a nest here?" Qiangwei Tyrande, who had rescued Murphy's moonwalker from the mouth of Karazhan Hurricane Pterodactyl She lightly tapped the small black cat nestling next to her with her finger, and asked.

Her ten fingers are slender and slender, slightly transparent under the shining of the moonlight, but they will faintly reflect a hint of luster.

The hands of moonwalkers are their most terrifying weapon.

"Hmm~hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhha Beautiful, it squeezed to Qiangwei Tyrande's side, and murmured a few words in a daze.

when!

Qiangwei-Tyrande flicked his finger on the little black cat's forehead, frowned slightly and said, "Speak Elf language."

"Well, how do I know why that white dragon chose to build a nest here! Maybe its head was damaged by something!" The little black cat yelled in pain, and covered his head with his little paw pitifully Looks like.

"Oh!" Qiangwei-Tyrande Moonwalker sighed slightly.

She stroked the little black cat's head with her fingers, then hugged it in her arms.

"Goo." The little black cat groaned comfortably, then slowly closed his eyes.

Looking at the little black cat in her arms, her younger sister, Qiangwei-Tyrande could not help but reveal a touch of sadness...

In her memory, her Phantom of Tyran Yali is so proud, because she is the most talented wild druid since the Second Age! She is so beautiful and pure like spring water in the moon well! She followed the most powerful high elf druid, the Heart of Thorns, to learn druid spells.

She might even be the next archdruid successor!

But now everything has changed. Since her attempt to repair the lost inheritance of the druid's transformation technique failed, Tyran Yali's Phantom Shadow, her only sister known as a genius has been trapped inside the cheetah's body.

Yes.

Inside the cheetah's body.

It has been more than thirty years.

She has been wandering in the wilderness on this continent for more than thirty years.

She has been trying to find the druid ruins that survived from the First Age era, in order to find a way to make her sister transform into a human body.

But nothing has been achieved for so many years!

Since the seeds of the second tree of life were planted, the ancient elves who survived the First Age have fallen into a long sleep in the Emerald Dream. Although she is one of the high elves second only to her Majesty's Moonwalker, Qiangwei Tyrande can't wake up those sleeping ancient elves because her sister needs help.

Her only way is to find the buried remains of the last era.

I hope to find the inheritance of the lost druid transformation technique, so that her sister can escape the shackles of this body!

Thirty years.

It is a short period of time for the high elves whose lives are close to dragons.

But these thirty years have been the most painful period for Qiangwei Tyrande. The Phantom of Tailan Yali, her younger sister, her only relative, whom she has always been proud of, after her body was tied into the body of this cheetah.

Little by little.

Her pride was erased, and she even changed the color of her pupils in order to escape all this.

Yes.

As one of the high elves, her sister Tairan Yali also has silver-white eyes, which means they inherit the blood of the moon **** Elune.

Karma should have been the most dazzling pearl!

It is the hope of reviving the path of druids!

But now, she is sad and desperate to escape reality, she even disguised herself as a little cat.

Disguised as a pet by his side.

Thirty years.

Little by little, I watched my sister become more and more living like a cat.

Who can understand the pain in Qiangwei-Tyrande's heart?

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The cold wind howled.

Winter in December is the coldest time.

Qiangwei Tyrande put a cloak on the little black cat in her arms. As a powerful moonwalker among the high elves, she was not afraid of the cold and even didn't need much sleep. Her body has been integrated with nature. Moonlight and wandering elements are her source of strength. If it weren't for a habit that she kept for a long time, she wouldn't even need food.

But her sister could not do it.

Fettered in the body of this cheetah, her powerful abilities belonging to the high elf also disappeared. She needs to relearn magic with a cheetah body to learn how to release druid spells.

The brilliance of dawn fell on Qiangwei-Tyrande's body.

She took off the cloak and laid it on the ground, and then put the sleeping little black cat on it.

After losing her ability, she needed food. Qiangwei-Tyrande needed to find something suitable for her sister because she didn't like fruit more and more.

In the morning.

Sunlight increased the temperature in the air by a few minutes.

Some animals that came out to forage in the cold winter because of hunger moved around, and at this moment, those moving animals seemed to have sensed something terrible and ran panicked and stabbed.

‘There is a shock of the elements over there! "

‘What creatures are fighting there! "Qianwei-Tyrande's face changed slightly. She grabbed the little black cat who was eating breakfast slowly and placed it on her thin shoulders. The breeze lifted up and glided a distance of tens of meters.

The toes fell gently on the snowdrift, Qiangwei-Tyrande closed her eyes and listened for a while, suddenly opened her eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in the silver-white pupils, she shot out like a cheetah, coming towards the element. Hurry to the shocking place!

"It's Chimera's cry!" Qiangwei's exquisite face was solemn, and she said solemnly: ‘Elune, the Moon God, has an oracle issued! "

"She is calling us back."

Chimera is a monster with the head of a lion and a snake tail in Greek mythology. It has one or two heads that can spit fire, ice, lightning, strong acid, etc., depending on their bloodlines. They are allies of the elves, a powerful creature similar to dragons but without dragon blood! Chimera appeared in the First Era, and was one of the creatures that the ancient elves domesticated and bestowed the responsibility to protect the tree of life.

An adult two-headed Chimera is very powerful!

They can even single out an adult pure-blood dragon!

However, these creatures rarely leave the tree of life, and only appear when they are very important.

Strictly speaking, the elves have only one god.

That is the goddess of life.

Just like the worship of human ancestors, the elves only worship the tree of life. That is their origin and end.

It is the resting place of their souls.

Unlike other gods, the goddess of life has no name. She has existed since the birth of the ancient elves, even longer than the age of the Titans.

Because she is the incarnation of the world tree.

The ancient elves are almost demigods, and their only belief is the goddess of life.

This belief is like offering sacrifices to the heavens in the middle-earth.

God does not have a clear incarnation, but God is the biggest!

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It is also the only ancient elf that has not fallen asleep.

The existence of the so-called high elves on this land now inherits her blood.

The hallmark feature is the silver-white pupil.

Pureblood elves are creatures with peace of mind. They have always maintained a neutral style like the ancient elves.

They rarely participate in world wars. It is more meaningful for them to repair natural wounds and make the earth full of life.

From the era of the first era.

Many savage material planes began to glow after the ancient elves planted the tree of life.

Contrast the Titans born in the void and chaos.

The ancient elves are more like the guardians of the world.