Chapter 460 [Dark Omen]

Stormwind.

Medivan stood on the tower of the Cathedral of the Light, looking at a tall statue in the distance.

The statue is not yet finished.

It may take another two or three years to complete.

It was ordered by His Majesty Lane to build a statue modeled after the Guardian of the Stormwind Kingdom, and was built to commemorate the Guardian's great contribution to the Kingdom.

In this regard, the whole kingdom, from the great nobles to the small peasants.

None of them objected.

Everyone agrees that the statue was erected, because without this Guardian, Stormwind would have been deserted and abandoned a year ago.

The statue is known in the following honors:

Guardian of the Stormwind Kingdom, Left Hand of His Majesty the King, Dawn Light of Elwyn, Chief Court Mage......

That's right.

Medivan on the tower of the Cathedral of the Holy Light is the statue itself.

At this moment, the deity looked in the direction of the statue, his brows were deeply locked, and he didn't seem to be in a very good mood.

Suddenly.

There was a sound of footsteps behind his feet.

Syllable!

The visitor gently patted Medivan on the shoulder.

"Hey! What to see? Mad. ”

"Look at your own statue??"

"Hah! Alright, alright, Great Guardian. The people of the whole kingdom are chanting your name! ”

"Of course, you deserve it all! Ryan and I never doubted it!! ”

"But now I need your favor! Can you just stop looking at the statue for a while? Don't worry, the stonemasons will get him right! ”

"The Van Cleef family has been the finest stonemasons for generations, trust their craft!!"

“……”

Words like cannons.

From the king's right hand, Sir Lothar's mouth continued to emerge.

Sir Lothar, who already has the reputation of a calm lion in front of people, only appears in front of his two best close friends.

Medivan smiled wryly.

"Anduin. I'm not looking at my statue, I'm looking behind my statue. ”

"Behind the statue?" Lothar was puzzled. "It's the dock over there, right? What do you see at the docks? ”

"Not looking at the docks." Maddie text would like to explain patiently.

Then he remembered that his friend had no talent for mystery, not even interest.

Let's just cut a long story short.

"I'm looking farther in the direction of the pier. That is, the sea, the direction of the endless sea. ”

"Why do you look at the sea?"

"Whew...... I don't know why. It's just that I always have a feeling in my heart that there is something very bad for the world that is happening there. ”

"The Mysterious ......"

"Alright. Mad. Lothar muttered a little, and said in a brisk tone. Aren't you able to teleport spells and fly? If you think there's a problem there, teleport over or fly over and see?! But until then, you're going to do me a favor!! ”

"Say it."

"Ryan, this guy. He asked me to go to Lordaeron in the north to be ambassador. Minethil II of the kingdom of Lordaeron, his queen gave birth to a princess. ”

"It's just a princess, and she can't be the crown prince. But for some reason, the king invited the nations to come and see the ceremony. ”

"Ryan himself didn't want to go, and he really didn't fit to go. But if he doesn't say that if I go, I can gain the respect of Minecil II and the other human kingdoms!! ”

"No way, I lost to him when I bet the day before yesterday. I am willing to lose the bet, I can only go. ”

"Hmm......" Medivan nodded. I've heard about it. But Ryan said something else to me. Something that concerns you. ”

"What's the matter?" Lothar asked.

"Haha." Medivan didn't say anything, he chuckled. "You should be looking for me to help you open a portal, right? You don't want to rush over in person? ”

"That's right!"

……

……

In the bunker.

Tonatiu looked at the miserable-looking Draenei woman on the ground.

[Iriel: Level 16 Draenei Priest, Weak, Alert (Weak...... )】

This is the message of this Draenei female in the retina of Tonatiu, infused by the power of the system.

"Iriel? Is that Iriel? The Troll King muttered in surprise.

He could feel the Draenei female alive, her full chest still heaving, her tiny nostrils still breathing.

Although he looked miserable and covered in sand, he didn't have any external injuries.

It looks like I'm stunned. There is a high probability that when the spaceship fell, it was unlucky enough to be thrown out of the spaceship.

Luckily, the place where the Draenei fell was in the dunes.

Soft sand dunes are obviously more able to absorb kinetic energy than stiff soil, and they are less injured when they fall.

Tonathiu's big hands, almost as big as her small face.

He patted her face a few times, "Are you okay?" How are you? Ma'am, do you need my help? ”

The tasks of the system belong to the tasks.

Even though he knows who they are, he will help the Draenei.

But as soon as you come up, you show that you know them well. In the universe, there is a high probability that these Draenei will have doubts about the Draenei who have been hunted down for an unknown amount of time.

It's better to come up and show that you don't know each other, so that it is convenient for the initial approach.

For the unconscious Iriel, Natiu also wanted to treat her.

However, the Grande system restricts his healing magic to only his followers.

To put it simply, the system will not generously help individuals who cannot have faith in him.

Therefore, skills such as the Holy Healing of Tonatiu can only be used by one's own believers, and they must also be systematically recognized - believers who have generated the power of faith are considered certified believers.

Now he can only use physical means to wake her up - slap her face and harass her.

I don't know if it's Pieriel, but it doesn't seem that her injuries are serious, after being treated like this by Tornatiu for a while.

She opened her eyes.

It was a beautiful pair of big eyes that emitted blue light.

Tonatiu's eyes widened in horror when he saw her beautiful blue bulb-like eyes when she saw herself.

“Soran tros, Zekil, Zekul rakal,!! Azgala,karen!! She rolled over and whined out a language that Tonathiu did not understand, and quickly retreated, looking embarrassed and pitiful.

By the way, it also left Tonatiu covered in sand.

"Gan!!" He couldn't help but scream.

It is in Chinese.

Obviously, I don't understand the language of the Draenei!

The Draenei are supposed to be using the Draenei, a language of Proto-Eredan origin.

The Demon Language is also a variation of the original Ereda language, but it seems that it is difficult for the two to communicate now.

When I was thinking about what to do.

Suddenly, both Tonatiu and Irel couldn't help but look at the huge spaceship stuck in the sand.

There, at the moment, there is an aura that makes people feel palpitations.

It was as if some dark presence was coming.