The New Order of Azeroth Chapter 125

Since sooner or later they will contact each other, or enter the other party's field of vision, Vanessa believes that it is better to do it sooner than later.

After waiting in place for a few seconds, there was no moonlight falling, and there was no voice to point him.

Two points disappointed, eight points relaxed, she let out a long sigh, which means that she was ignored, right? It's good to be ignored!

Just when she turned around to search in another direction, she suddenly found an extremely pale face beside her.

There was no blood on this face, and it was extremely pale. There were two blood-like marks on the left and right under the eyelids. The other party was silent and looked at her expressionlessly.

"Oh! Oh my god!" Vanessa jumped three meters high in fright! She jumped up and grabbed the protrusion on the rock wall of the mine cave, and hung her whole body on the wall, relying on her excellent balance to not fall off.

For a moment, she even thought her heart stopped beating, and when she got anxious, her dark vision switched back to normal vision. There was only a white unknown object in the extremely dark pit, and the other party seemed to have no legs. At this time, her brain was extremely Being active, all I can think of are things like haunted buses, haunted schools, druids, and artifacts that have long since been thrown out of the blue.

Shiro Ying was also taken aback by her violent reaction, shadowy, Shira Shadow was about to disperse again.

Mom! Scared my wife to death! You're here to say something!

Vanessa's IQ came back online, stroking her chest, and forcibly suppressing her fear, she switched to dark vision again to watch carefully.

It looked a bit like the Priestess of Star Song that I had seen before. The bloodstains under the eyes of the other party were not bloodstains. They were the unique facial decorations of the night elves. As a ghost, the other party inherited the same appearance as before.

Master Cheap once told her that not all night elves will become elves after death, some night elves who still have nostalgia for the world, or have not fulfilled certain wishes will continue to exist as spirit bodies, and their lifespan is too long , Even the warriors among the night elves have frighteningly high spiritual power, so it is not difficult to forcefully stay in the world as a spirit body.

Taking two deep breaths, knowing that this ghost was not the ghost in his memory, someone slipped down from the wall.

"Priest of Star Song, may Elune be with you." First, she prevaricated a few sentences with scene words, she had forgotten what she wanted to say, and now she was trying her best to organize her words.

Seeing that the other party didn't show any attacking movements, she finally stabilized her mind.

"May the moon **** guide your path. Druid, you are afraid of ghosts..." The other party responded, and then thought of her reaction before and after, and couldn't help laughing.

In the middle of the night, at an interval of two meters, a female ghost smiles at you in the mine shaft where you can't see your fingers! Vanessa felt that her scalp was numb. The opponent had no fighting power. She knew it very well, but she should still be afraid...

She coughed and forcibly changed the subject: "Ma'am, can you still feel the location of the Moon God's Scythe? There are also people in the human kingdom who are looking for this artifact. I need some pointers now."

As she said that, she also showed the mark of her Cenarion Council, which was for the female ghost priest to see. Look, I am a member of the Druid Council, and I am also half a night elf.

Theoretically speaking, the Cenarion Council can be regarded as a part of the power of the night elves. After all, most druids are night elves, and the number of tauren in the council is very small. There is nothing wrong with saying that this council is an organization of night elves.

On the one hand, she drew in the relationship, expressing that she and the night elves were her own people, on the other hand, she pointed out that the human kingdom was also looking for the scythe, and it was clear at a glance whether it was close or far.

"Druid, do you want the Luna Scythe too?" the other party asked bluntly.

Saying that she learned it by herself, found the scythe and returned it to the night elves, Vanessa couldn't say that, she wasn't so generous.

But it seems inappropriate to say bluntly that I just want to hack the artifact.

Huge benefits suppressed her fear of the female ghost, and the smart and clever Vanessa came back again. After thinking twice, she quickly found a suitable explanation.

"My people are being invaded by various foreign enemies, Dark Iron Dwarves, Undead and Horde, they are all enemies of mankind! I need a scythe to save my people! I can only promise you that after everything is over, I will put Return the Luna Scythe to the night elves."

She can't say that she is greedy and has been using the people as a cover. As for the so-called "everything is over", the exact time of all this depends on the individual's understanding. In her opinion, the next time in the world of Azeroth is absolutely There is no peace at all, and if she can live until the day when the world is peaceful, she can return the sickle.

The night elves, a long-lived race, have a completely different concept of time from humans, and the star song priestess thought, 'Yo, this human druid is quite ideal! '

From her point of view, the troubles of human beings were resolved within three or two years, and after returning the Luna Scythe to the clan, she understood a wish.

"Druid, would you like to hear my story?" she said slowly.

It's going to explode outside! You still have the mood to tell a story. Vanessa really doesn't understand the night elves' slow-handedness. This may be the price of their long life. Don't worry about anything!

Tell it what you want, she just heard how the scythe came to Duskwood.

"What year is it now?" The other party asked a question that travelers like to ask most.

Vanessa thought about it for a while. The languages, customs and calendars of different races are different.

She calculated secretly, and then said: "It is now 25 years of the Black Gate of humans, 229 years of Anvimar of the dwarves, and 3 years of Teldrassil of the night elves..."

The "Teldrassil" priestess couldn't help but interrupt, she thought it was Vanessa's slip of the tongue.

"Yes, the World Tree Nordrassil has fallen in the battle against the Burning Legion. That was 20 years ago at our human Black Gate. Two years later, Archdruid Fandral Staghelmet planted a new The world tree in the world is Teldrassil, and the time of the night elves is recalculated on this day, and now it is Teldrassil for 3 years."

Naralex wrote this experience very clearly, and Vanessa has seen it several times, and she thinks she can't make a mistake.

The priestess of Xingge was expressionless, and she couldn't help muttering: "So I have been away from my homeland for five years?"

Your sense of time is really bad! After being dead for so long, I don't have any thoughts at all! Vanessa nodded numbly.

"I've been dead for five years..."

"I've been dead for five years..."

The other party fell into deep self-doubt. Vanessa was worried that the black knight would find the scythe first, so she had to cough and let the priestess who didn't know the number continue to tell the story.

Chapter end