“...... Young ......"

“...... Young Human Warrior ......"

Edlan's consciousness gradually returned, and he heard the same gentle female voice from the last coma, a voice that represented calm and peace, the voice of nature and dreams.

Edlan found himself in a starlight-like phantory form, lying on a green meadow with the bright starry sky as a quilt and the vast earth as a bed, with butterflies dancing among the flowers, and a little white rabbit boldly approached the strange human who was lying here, tilting his head and looking curiously......

Touched by the gentle warm breeze and embraced by the singing of birds and flowers, Edlan was much more awake, and he found that he was indeed a phantom, but it seemed that he was wearing only a pair of boxers, his body was wrapped in bandages, and the equipment that he was supposed to wear was unknown.

By the way, damn it, what about Arthas? What about Frost's Sorrow? What the hell was wrong with me? What was this? Questions like that filled his mind before he could turn his mind when he had just "woken up."

"Finally let me locate you, young human, the human warrior of the Green Dragon Legion. ”

The gentle female voice sounded again, making Edlan feel as if he had heard this sentence sometime, but when he did see the figure of the catwalker in this wonderful greenery, he was not only shocked by the bold dress of the visitor, but also the relevant memories emerged, because the person who came was Ysera, the green dragon queen who held the power of Azeroth's dreams, and she was appearing in front of Edlan in the form of a tall night elf.

These dragons are really bold in dressing, I'm afraid they don't have the relevant human aesthetic standards, right? Maybe they just think they look better in this way?

Positioning?

Ysera heard Edlan's heart and replied: "Yes, positioning, among mortals, after the strength level reaches a certain level, the Emerald Dream can find him through the form of the dream, this is my authority and my responsibility. It's just that the last exchange, due to your strength level, was very ...... Unstable, so we can only communicate briefly. ”

"Uh, that means I'm at the hero level now?"

Edlan was a little excited, but Ysera told him clearly, "No, kid, your strength is still unstable, but fortunately, you are close to the Temple of Dragon's Sleep, which will help me in my positioning." ”

Uh, okay. Edlan, accustomed to being poured cold water, has no more ideas.

Subconsciously standing up, Edlan bowed to the boss of the Green Dragon Legion, although he was wearing bandages, he found that his body was not in pain at all.

As if seeing through Edlan's thoughts, "Now I'm meeting with you in the form of a dream, where I have suppressed your pain, but I'm sorry I can't find time to formally visit you, the nightmare leaves too much poison, and the Jade Dream needs a lot of people to purify." ”

"Nightmare?" Edlan was startled, he seemed to have grasped some key point, but he was not sure.

"Yes, young mortal, that letter of yours, that act of kindness of yours, has finally contributed to the gathering of forces and succeeded in freeing us from the corrosive effects of nightmares. Speaking of this, Ysera, like a nobleman with very good cultivation, bowed her head slightly to Edlan and thanked her, "Thank you again for your timely reminder, otherwise the Green Dragon Legion will suffer heavy losses." ”

At this time, Edlan scratched his head a little embarrassed, he was completely doing his best that time, and he obeyed the fate of God, but he didn't expect to succeed, which was the best news for the calamity Azeroth.

"Don't be humble, your help to the Green Dragon Legion is in our eyes, and you will be rewarded as you deserve. ”

"No, wait a minute, Your Majesty Ysera. Will the Dragons be able to stop the plague that is now ravaging Northrend and in the northern part of the Eastern Continent? The Undead Scourge is the pawn of the Burning Legion, as long as you investigate the Icecrown Fortress on the Icecrown Glacier, where the Burning Legion imprisons the soul of a powerful orc warlock, who has now become the Lich King, commanding all the undead, and he may well have stolen the dragon's bones and transformed them into frost dragons to fight for him!

Adlane was excited, dancing as he recounted, and at this moment he even saw a much better future for Azeroth beckoning to him.

"Mortal, I'm amazed by your knowledge, but what you don't know is that every dragon has its own mission, I don't know where you learned about the War of the Ancients, but to be honest, after the War of the Ancients, there were so many fallen dragons, Azeroth was devastated, and there were so many things we needed to do that we couldn't devote much energy to other things. Moreover, the undead scourge you mentioned, in our opinion, is just a mortal fight, and we will not take the initiative to intervene in any mortal fight, this is the principle of the Dragon Legion. ”

After listening to Ysera's words, Edlan, who was still excited just now, was poured another basin of icy seawater, which was a little cold and a little sticky, which made him very uncomfortable...... But think about it, although I have said so much, in the eyes of the superior race and immortal race of the dragon clan, this is just a report of petty fights and random suspicions of mortals, and it will not affect Azeroth itself, the guardian dragons are indeed very busy, this Edlan knows, but ...... "But the Lich King is stealing the bones of the dragon and transforming them into undead, please confirm this carefully, this is blaspheming the heroes who fell in the ancient war!"

Edlan's quest was met with Ysera's affirmation, "I will, mortal, and thank you for the reminder that if the so-called Lich King really dares to put his hand where he shouldn't be touching, then he'll get the punishment he deserves." ”

Call...... Now Adlane finally breathed a sigh of relief, if there was no aerial threat from the Frost Dragon, the lethality of the Undead Legion would be smaller, which would give the human soldiers and civilians fighting in the Northland a greater advantage in the days to come.

"Poof!" Ysera smiled, "mortal, I have to admit that your concern for the safety of Azeroth is indeed sincere, but I think you should work harder to improve your strength. Otherwise, what an irony it is that you have empty ambitions, but you don't have the strength to realize them. ”

Edlan nodded in agreement, "Thank you for your teachings, it has benefited me a lot. "Indeed, he is too anxious, just because he knows too much, so he is very anxious, but his strength has been stuck and has not been improved, which makes him even more anxious, just like in the Frost Sorrow Cave before, if his strength is stronger, he will not be attacked by the Dreadlord Sneak Attack, and he can even cooperate with Tirio to directly destroy the magic sword!

But history has no ifs, and Adran must become strong as soon as possible, strong enough to change history through his own hands, rather than become a third party to bring about change, as he did before and now. This is not a good position, because those high-ranking people, now their position is still unbreakable, and they treat any mortal as just a mortal, and their way of looking at the problem is still based on the level of "it is their responsibility to protect Azeroth, and mortals are mortals after all", even with the excellent performance of mortals such as the Fury Wind Brothers and Ronin, in their eyes, it is just a special case.

The current situation of the guardian dragons is far less than the heavy losses after the "cataclysm" in the later generations, and they have not encountered a crisis that they cannot solve alone, so they still have proud capital, which is second only to the power of Azeroth under the power of the true Titan guardians of Ulduar. Therefore, they will not easily believe the empty words of an ordinary mortal who has no evidence.

After all, he Edlan is not qualified to talk to these bigwigs on an equal footing, nor is he really strong enough that what he says can be valued by these bigwigs, so now this level is already the best result.

"Well, young mortal, thank you again for your contribution to the Dragon Legion, and at the Temple of Dragon's Sleep, you will be rewarded as you deserve...... Then goodbye, may your dreams always be peaceful...... May the moon god guide your path......"

"May your dreams always be peaceful...... Edlan also learned to reply, dream tranquility is a good thing, but the guidance of the moon god or something, Elune and the Holy Light should not be all the way.

In Adelan's opinion, Elune is a satellite of the planet Azeroth, which means that she is likely to be a Titan who has awakened the star soul, but her existence is very secret, and she chose her elect by sending down divine grace, and she should be the twin born with Azeroth, but her strength is very weak, and the planet has no life, but this does not prevent her from protecting her "sister", the strongest but not yet formed Titan Star Soul.

Therefore, according to Azeroth's cosmology, light as an ordinary cosmic energy, what it represents is to fight against Shadow, and the Void Lord, as the representative of Shadow, if it weren't for the fact that the ancient gods under his command wanted to do something and just wanted to corrupt and possess Azeroth, I'm afraid that the current representative of the light side, Naru, would not have anything to do with Azeroth.

The Titans of Order and the Burning Legion of Chaos, are in opposition to each other.

So if Edlan's inference is true, Elune, who is different in terms of energy origin, and the forces represented by the Holy Light are not all the way, but can only be said to be allies. That's why Edlan has the guess that Elune is Azeroth's "sister". After all, they are the gods of the Night Elves, and their power comes from the Holy Light, so to put it mildly, although these two are the existence of the Orderly Party, if it weren't for the common threat of the Elder God and the Burning Legion, they wouldn't have urinated into a pot at all.

......

“...... Old fellow, I knew you weren't ordinary, but I didn't expect you to be Tirio......" Muradin took two puffs with a pipe in his mouth, looking at the unimaginably large hall...... To be honest, if there weren't dragons or humanoid dragons around him staring at this old dwarf who loved to explore and dig up history, I'm afraid that in the blink of an eye, Muradin would be eager to knock down the bricks and bricks here and go back to study it slowly.

As for Tirio, since the two of them were allowed to enter the main hall on the first floor of the Dragon's Sleep Temple to rest, the disguised disguise on his body was easily broken by some of the automatic defense mechanisms here, thus revealing his true face.

In the past ten days, when they were rushing through this snowfield full of dangers in the wind and snow, the undead monsters that followed them almost all the way, especially those crypt demons, showed far more lethality than the weak appearance when attacking the human base!

If it weren't for Tirio, who was holding the Sky Warrior's Blade, I am afraid that the two injured would have to be confessed in the snow. However, the better they got to the Temple of Dragon's Sleep, the undead were barely visible, which really made the two of them completely relieved, and Edlan's condition seemed to improve a little.

When they finally arrived at the Temple of the Dragon's Sleep, they were treated kindly, but the two of them could only be confined to the hall on the first floor, and Edlan was transported to the upper echelons as the two looked at each other, and heard that it would be the queen of the Red Dragon Legion, Alekstasza the Lifebinder, who would personally treat him.

"For some reason, I had to hide my appearance. Tirio also held his pipe, and looked at the growing blizzard outside the temple gate with a relaxed expression, Lordaeron would snow, but not as cold as Northrend, so it was the first time he had seen such a dense blizzard. “...... I don't know what happened to Adelan's kid. ”

"What's that guy who was summoned from behind...... Didn't he say that the kid would be personally healed by the Red Dragon Queen, so don't worry...... But......" Muradin was not in the same mood as Tirio, "I'm more worried about the people who came with me, and Arthas will probably be ...... after he obtains that magic sword Alas......"

“...... I don't know what the fate of that kid will be, we have to find a way to save him, the magic sword is already wounded, and it's a good time to destroy it. ”

"But where are we going to find him, and it's been almost twenty days since he came out of that hole?" said Muradin, too, with a sad face.

"Maybe that kid Edlan knew, but I never knew he had anything to do with these dragons. ”

"Yes, maybe his story is legendary enough to be made into a popular tune for the bards to sing......

"Hahaha, I have to serve the old, then this cup, we respect the young people!"

"Hahaha!

The two warriors sat in a corner of the main hall of the Dragon Sleep Temple, chatting without a word, and the Red Dragon Legion was also generous, opening up the wine to them that they don't know when they got it, so that the two old guys could drink like two old drunkards after they were idle. But their warrior instincts told them that it might just be the last calm before the storm......

......

Crassus and Alexstasa were engaged in an exciting exploration of the dragon's lair, but to be precise, it should be that the handsome High Elf-looking Crassus was trying to escape from the dragon's lair, he lost his armor all the way, and he also made a weak voice in embarrassment, which made Alexstasa a little unhappy above, "It's only been a blink of an eye, your strength has weakened, Crassus, it seems that the days you spent in the human world have made you forget the fact that you are my youngest spouse!"

"W-oh...... Queen, Your Majesty, hiss...... According to the calendar of mankind, it is ten or sixteen years and two hundred and thirty-three days...... I'm always ...... I want to- well———— miss you!"

"Hmph...... Count, you still have a heart, remember me ......"

Edlan woke up early, but as soon as he woke up completely, he heard a live stream of the Dragon's Lair Expedition coming from the next room. He didn't want to listen to this kind of living sound boringly, but the openness of the dragons was incomprehensible to him as a mortal, especially the room in the human form they used, how to say, it was also an eye-opener for him, this soundproofing measure was the same as not, or the dragon's concept of reproduction was different from that of humans, they had their own rules of conduct, probably thinking that this was the sacred process of creating life, and not like the worldview of mortals to secretly carry out pleasant acts when no one was around.

Of course, with the strength of the two next door, they also found out that their guests had woken up early in the morning, but Adelan's importance was far less important than the continuation of the orthodox bloodline of the Red Dragon Legion, so Adelan had to endure this very painful and painful moment in the room next to him......

After Adelan woke up, he found that the wound on his body had been completely healed, the red dragon's healing ability to life was really nothing to say, and he clearly felt that there was something blocking his communication with the energy in his body, and now that thing was completely gone!

Anyway, it made him very happy, so Edlan, who felt the vitality and holy energy in his body, forced himself to calm down and slowly enter a state of meditation, if he wanted to become stronger, then his cultivation of the Holy Light would not fall for a moment.

Soon, with Edlan's attention, he began to meditate intently, as if he had blocked out the live broadcast that was bothering him......

Eventually, about 12 hours later, Crassus walked in, smiled "sorry" at Adlan, and led him to the dragons' humanoid reception room with a flashing or teleportation.

In this extravagant High Elf-style reception room, the Alexta shaman sat on the main seat on the high platform with a red face and a very lazy face, and she, like her sister Ysera, did not mind what her bold dress would make the young man think when she saw it, perhaps in her eyes, it was just a mortal who had contributed to the dragon legion and was begged by her sister Ysera to be rewarded.

Besides, the aesthetics of the dragon clan probably don't regard Edlan, who is a human being, as the opposite sex, but simply a symbol like "mortal".

Edlan saluted Alexstasza in the same way as Crassus, but the latter waved his hand disapprerovingly, and said, "I have heard from Isera, and your wounds are indeed caused by the Dreadlord, and I will send someone to investigate this matter." Now, follow Crassus to claim your reward, mortal. Alexstraza's voice was full of majesty, a natural instinct of those who had been in positions of power for a long time.

Well, Adelan didn't even get a word out of his mind, and as soon as his vision went dark, he was taken by Crassus to what was clearly a treasure trove, and in it he saw that the Silver Hand Hammer was also placed on a beautiful display stand.

Well?

P.S1: I didn't think about this book in Zongheng, but the editor of Zongheng was very enthusiastic and directly said that he could sign a contract, so here it is...... And then I thought about where to send it, wouldn't it be the same? And then I sent it......