"Awake, Banshee King, your people are calling you......"

"Hatred, blood, curses, think about your past......"

"Think about your name...... Sylvanas ......"

The call echoed in her ears like a light smoke, and the Banshee King awoke from endless remorse and pain, and the moment she woke up, she found an anomaly, her body was gone, and at this time it was only a soul state.

She was no stranger to the manipulation of the soul state, and she floated more than ten meters to the rear, at least as she thought she was.

After a relatively safe distance, she slowly opened her psionic eyes and looked around in the manner of a spirit.

Well? Her eyes were immediately attracted by the figure of a High Elf, Sylvanas is a High Elf, she thinks she knows every High Elf in this world, but there is absolutely no such thing in front of her.

Who's this?

When she had a question in her heart, she didn't hesitate, and asked directly: "Stranger, who are you?" ”

The handsome male High Elf had a pride on his face, a kind of pride that seemed to be a gift to say a word to you.

"Me? With your narrow knowledge, I am afraid it is difficult to understand my form of existence, I am the bronze dragon Kenoz, and I am here to help you. ”

said it was helping, but the actual tone was full of charity.

Sylvanas was deep, and she looked at the guy named the bronze dragon Kenoz with scrutiny.

"So how do you want to help me? Resurrect me? I remember that I was dead, and it was so annoying that a guy who couldn't see my face killed me. ”

Bronze Dragon Kenoz shook his head slowly: "Although I am just a bystander, I still have to say that your timeline can no longer be saved, and the entire line has collapsed...... But your luck is good, you are not my only candidate, cunning, insidious and unscrupulous, this is the reason why I chose you, I will send you to another world, to a world full of the dead, and I want you to go there and be king, and then open the portal and return to this world...... This world ...... World ......"

At first, I was quite excited, a world full of dead people seemed to be very good, but the other party was talking and stuck, and before Sylvanas could react, he saw a strange distortion in the other party's image, and the original handsome and cold image of the High Elf quickly turned into an inexplicable shape, and then it was like gravel, and it dissipated directly.

A man suddenly appeared in the place where the bronze dragon disappeared.

This is a middle-aged bald man with glasses and a rather elegant appearance.

The middle-aged man greeted her very casually: "Hi, hello. ”

Sylvanas didn't respond at all, she stared at the middle-aged bald man, it seemed that the other party was really mediocre, but what about the reality?

Is this an unfathomable person, or an ordinary person?

"Who are you......?" Although she felt that the other party would not tell the truth, she still asked the question in her heart curiously.

The middle-aged bald man pointed at himself: "Me? From mountains to oceans, from fish to elephants, from molecules to atoms, from reality to dreams, rocks, rivers, trees, flames, everything you know, everything you know, everything you don't know, that's me, I'm everywhere, I'm super...... Well, well, this shouldn't be me..... I thought, I should still have a name, what is my name? ”

The power of the middle-aged bald head burst out in an instant made Sylvanas almost suffocate, even though she was already in a spirit state, she could still feel the pressure that was so huge that it was almost irresistible.

Who is this? Or what kind of monster is it?

Titans from the ancient books of the Elves? Or is it some higher level creature?

“...... Jasper. Hitville? It seems to be the name, but my memory is also a little vague......" The middle-aged bald expression was a little distressed.

Sylvanas no longer paid attention to his name, which had nothing to do with him: "Can I leave?" ”

"No, no, no, this honorable young lady, you can't leave yet, I need you to do something for me, you must know that after so many years, you are the only ...... I have ever met ...... encountered Strange lifeforms. ”

Sylvanas is not a mage, she doesn't even have a body now, only a soul left, she wants to get out of her current situation, but she finds that she can't leave this strange space at all.

"I need you to find my boss, as long as I find her, she will definitely take me back!" The middle-aged bald head said conclusively.

"You're so strong, what else can limit you?" Sylvanas is not an eyeless novice, she doesn't think she can help the other party, the other party finds it difficult, and she will be sent to death if she goes up! It's an instinct that has been honed through a lot of battles.

The middle-aged bald head scratched his head, as if he didn't know how to explain: "My energy is too strong, I can't enter a specific world smoothly, only the boss should be able to help me, and you, woman, as long as you appear in those worlds, the boss will see me from you, haha!" Perfect! ”

Sylvanas thinks this guy is a psychopath, he can't understand what he says, what a mess!

But she also has her own plans.

"I need a body, a weapon that I've used for years."

The middle-aged bald head gave her a casual look, as if she had instantly seen through all the people and things she had experienced in her long life.

"It's easy to be physically managed, it's the easiest, I can solve it. Weapons...... I'll take a look......."

He put his hand into the void like a white rabbit in a magician's hat, and with a tug of it, he pulled out a bow and arrow that shimmered with starlight.

He seemed to have opened a small passage between the void and reality, and the moment he took out his bow and arrows, he could hear the shouts from the other side: "Ah?!!! Who? How dare you steal the spoils of my great druid? You don't want to live, do you? ”

Along with the passage came the scorching flames, Sylvanas's eyes were extremely cold, she remembered this voice deeply, although the two of them did not say a few words, but she still recognized the owner of the voice, but this guy's flames seem to be much stronger than her own memory, how long has she been asleep?

"Is this your bow and arrow?" The bald middle-aged man asked.

Sylvanas shook her head, "It's a pity, Solidar. The Wrath of the Stars is not my weapon. ”

The bald middle-aged man let out an "oh", threw the bow and arrow back, and began to dig again.

"Where's this?" He pulled out another black longbow.

"Ahh Thief! Do you still dare to come? Miss Lillian, quick! Rack up my super rockets! Shoot at this channel! ”

Sylvanas turned her head sideways, she didn't want the mysterious bald middle-aged man to see her emotions, she glanced at the bow and arrow in the other's hand; "This is the Dark Bow of the Betrayal, right? Not my weapon. ”

The bald head threw the bow and arrow back, and he pulled it again, his expression was distressed, this time it took a little longer.

Finally, he took out a longbow with a crimson bow and golden arcane energy as a bowstring.

"Ahh Thief! It's you again! After all these years, you dare to show up? Let me show you my true power! "Flames and thunder, huge energy mixed with countless star chips poured out wildly from the other side.

The hatred in Sylvanas's eyes could not be suppressed, her enemies had grown to the point where she was completely unmatched, could she still take revenge?

Is it just that the other party can grow to this level in an instant?

She quickly saw that there was a problem with this time!

The terrifying and abnormal star dust was randomly blocked by the bald middle-aged man, as if he had done a trivial thing.

The bald middle-aged man gestured to her with the longbow in his hand, and this time she nodded: "It's my sister's bow and arrow, it's Sastora. Windranger's legacy, I can use this bow. ”

The bald middle-aged man was delighted, his eyes suddenly deepened, and a portal like a whirlpool was opened by him.

"If you see my boss, remember to tell her! Let's just say that her loyal subordinates are waiting for her, so she must come! The bald middle-aged man looked like he was going to cry, Sylvanas was contemptuous for a while, and more worried, he was so strong that he still had a boss? How strong is that boss? Do you really want to come into contact with this supernormal existence?

It's a pity that she doesn't have much choice to take Salados. Windranger's legacy calmly walked into the energy channel, and soon turned into a speck of light, flying far, far away.