The appearance of the tentacles seemed to Kael'thas and Veron to be a small episode, and although this episode was the main culprit in the war with Nomorigan, in Kael'thas's opinion, such a weak 'Elder God' posed no threat. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And Veron, on the other hand, did not receive any revelation in the Holy Light, and this black tentacle was not a threat to all.

And Benny is even less likely to see it as a threat, on the contrary, it is very useful!

It can connect with the Elder Gods, that is, if the Elder Gods break through the Titan's seal like in their previous lives, it will be the first to know, and Benny will be able to get an early warning and get the information of the Elder Gods from its mouth for the first time.

Yogsaron, the old god who is already showing signs of appearing, is also something that Benny needs to start thinking about, because he needs Northrend, or rather, he needs the resources there.

There are abundant mineral deposits and even magical mines, as well as the Titan technology that he needs the most, and the ----- the world needs the most!

"When are we leaving?" Kael'thas interrupted Benny's musings.

"After the army is gone. Benny said. "Stormwind can be reached in three days via Ironforge's metro system. ”

"I'll put a seal on the backpack. Veron said suddenly. "It gathers the Light automatically, and you don't need to maintain it at all times. ”

Benny handed over the backpack directly, and Velen stretched out his right hand, and a triangular golden circle spun between his wrists. The holy light gathered towards the circle from all sides, and after a while, the triangular circle suddenly became larger, it spun and flew towards the space bag, and the moment it touched the space bag, the golden circle shrank rapidly, turning into a rune and imprinting it on the space bag.

"This rune stands for 'closure'. Veron said as he looked at the rune that looked like the 'Aite' symbol in his previous life. "In some combinations, it can also stand for 'off'. The two small runes that surround it represent 'absorption' and 'light'. ”

Benny nodded and asked, "This is the Holy Light Rune?"

"Yes. Velen nodded. "They're like the language we use, and they come together to create certain effects. It's no different from arcane runes. ”+

"After this incident, I hope to settle down and learn it systematically with you. "It's been two years since Dalongjun arrived, and his strength has been increasing, but his spell-casting skills haven't changed much, many times, his battles are forcibly consumed to achieve his goals, as if he has been making ultimaries, he lacks more 'refined' combat skills.

"I can tell you three runes a day, memorize it yourself, simulate it in the spirit world until you are able to summon the Holy Light to write the runes. Wei Lun said with a smile. "It's going to take your energy away, so it's best not to rush, you have more important things to do. ”

"I don't need much for the rest of the matter. Benny smiled. "It's up to you to 'play' on your trip to Stormwind. ”

"Then----- those three runes are your most recent learning tasks. Velen kept smiling. "It's always time for us 'weird' draenei to do the trick, don't we?"

"I'm sure your wisdom won't care about those rumors. Benny shrugged. "I didn't force them to stop because there are some things that are better to be blocked, and time will prove them wrong, and they will understand it themselves, which is much better than if we forced them to understand. ”

"I didn't understand this when I was younger, you're wiser than I am, Benny. Wei Lun bowed his head slightly, indicating modesty.

"Can we not flatter each other like that?" Kael'thas sighed as he covered his forehead.

"Hah!" Benny laughed loudly, and he winked at Veron, "Is anyone jealous because they haven't been touted?"

Kael'thas shook his head, "I'm going to enjoy a quiet afternoon tea, do you want the prophet to come along?"

"My pleasure. ”

"Hey, are you missing someone?" Benny exaggeratedly raised his hands to signal his presence.

"I'm talking about 'quiet' afternoon tea. With your wisdom, don't you understand what that means?" Kael'thas squinted at Benny.

"Okay. Benny shrugged and looked helpless. "I had to go on my own. ”

"If you're thick-skinned, of course you can. ”

"Thick as a dragon. Benny poked himself in the face.

"Looks like the 'quiet' afternoon tea is gone!" Kael'thas shrugged at Velon, following Benny's example.

"We can have a duel and add a bit of fun to our afternoon tea. Benny squinted his eyes and looked Kael'thas up and down, as if he was choosing where to start.

"If you don't use that 'turtle shell'. Kael'thas drew a circle on his body with his hand. "I'd love to try, I've always wondered how strong you are!"

"I am a believer in the Light, an elegant priest! Benny looked up, elven arrogance. "My guardian can make your magic useless, that's what I'm proud of!"

"Snort~" Kael'thas shook his head and walked out of the room directly, Benny smiled and walked out of the room with Velen.

"Isn't there really one?" Benny chattered after Kael'thas . "Is it because I defeated an 'archmage'?"

"You should be elegant!" Kael'thas said without looking back. "I think I should find you an etiquette teacher, the one who taught me back then was good, she will make you give up the idea of fighting. ”

"Hah! Let's have a quiet afternoon tea!"

Velen smiled and watched the two bickering, there was no king and leader at this moment, and there was no prophet.

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The Artisan Quarter, the Nomorigen Intelligence Department Prison, is home to the most important prisoners of the gnomes, most of whom are technicians who have become insane by studying magic. But recently, some special prisoners have been held here.

"Do you regret it?" the master craftsman stood outside his cell, his face masked by the electric light that was bubbling from the cell.

"Regrets?" said Sema Prager, laughing maniacally, as he sat on the cold steel of his cell. "Of course I regret it!" he gritted his teeth as he curled his laughter. "I'm going to kill you in the first place, and you're going to send a message for help!!, or I'll be the dwarf king now!!"

"Is it important to be a king?" said Mekatok, his face furrowed as he approached the cage.

"A race without ambition will perish sooner or later!" Serma Prague sneered disdainfully. "Why should we survive under the snort of the dwarves and have to live underground? Those stone heads are just a bunch of barbarians who can only dig holes! Our technology is hundreds of years ahead of them!! We should be the masters of this land!!"

"You're doing it for yourself, Sema Prag!" Mekatok said with a blank expression. "All excuses are for your ambitions!Do you know how many people Nomorigen sacrificed because of you?!"

"All sacrifices are for the continuation of the race! cowardice as you will never understand!" said Sema Prager, turning his head as if he didn't want to say anything more.

"Stubborn. Mecatok sighed. "In the name of the Noble Craftsman and the President of the Tinkers Guild, I convict you of treason, and you will be executed!

"I'm waiting in hell for the moment when Nomorigen will perish!"

"You don't have a chance to see it!" (To be continued.) )