Chapter 194: Research Work?! What research to do? - Studied by someone!

Rasa Razar.

A magnificent and magnificent city.

Located in the far west of the continent of Kalimdor, it was built by the Night Elf Queen Azhara herself. Across the vast expanse of the land, with its frothy lakes and jewel-clad bridges, gilded spires and majestic temples, roads crisscrossed by the clear light of Elune, and cities full of white moonlight and soft magical lights, many wonders that will never be seen again.

When the city was completed along with the magnificent Temple of Elune, Queen Azhara, who was revered and loved by the people, named the fascinating city Rasharaz, which means "seat of heaven".

It can be said that in the current Night Kingdom, except for the Dark Empire, no one in this world has ever ruled such a vast territory, and the influence of Azhara on the entire world and its elven people is so great that even the power that Thor craves is still beyond the reach of the most nonsensical power.

Tyrande Yufeng knelt in front of the window, his hands folded in front of his chest, and looked reverently at the white moon in the sky.

"O merciful Elune, please show your confused believers the way, how shall I choose?"

The white moonlight sprinkled on Tyrande's violet skin, covering her with a white veil, and the whole person showed holiness and affinity.

The Moon Goddess is the faith of all elves, and even those of the upper echelons who are obsessed with the study of the magic of the Well of Eternity do not dare to have the slightest disrespect for Elune. She is kind and fragile, and she helps all who believe in her, regardless of whether she is high or low. Whenever Tyrande feels lost or flustered, she is always able to find some peace of mind in Elune's soft moonlight.

But there was one thing that bothered her for a long time. As the years passed, the relationship between Malfurion, Illidan and her quietly changed. They are no longer comrades, innocent, romantic, carefree playmates of childhood. The simplicity and joy of the childhood world are also far away from them, replaced by the complex relationships of the adult world.

Brother Fury Wind had changed, and Tyrande could feel it clearly. She knew that she was the source of the change that caused Malfurion and Illidan, and that the two of them had clearly changed their feelings about her. The rivalry between the brothers had always been in a friendly atmosphere, but the more they came on, the more obvious their rivalry became, and she didn't like it.

By now, it has almost evolved into a fight with each other, no, it should be called a fight.

Tyrande knew very well, or maybe they didn't—it was her who was fighting for her.

When she thought about this, she was almost about to jump in surprise, but after calming down, she realized that no matter who she chosen, in the end, she would always hurt one of them, and she didn't want to do this, she didn't want anyone to be hurt. In her former fantasy, when she was looking for a life partner, she must have chosen one of the Fury Wind brothers.

But, now—she was confused, she hesitated......

"Tyrande-Tyrande," a loud, energetic voice awakened the contemplative Tyrande, and from far and near, a tall figure soon appeared in her sight.

"Tyrande, what are you doing? Hurry down. The man stood below and shouted, beckoning to Tyrande, "Malfurion is going to let us go with him again to learn magic from the old deer in the forest—hell, the grass that makes the grass bloom is called magic!" If it weren't for ......"

"Illidan, you should have enough respect for your teacher." Tyrande reproached, "Even if you don't like learning spells like that, at least he's an ancient being worthy of the respect of all elves, and you can't speak ill of him behind your back." ”

Illidan smiled helplessly, and acquiesced without rebutting: "You come down quickly, otherwise Malfurion will think that I deliberately made an excuse to not let you go." ”

Tyrande smiled at Illidan, but turned around with a worried face, the relationship between the two brothers was getting more and more strained, what should he do? Perhaps, I should go to the Temple of the Moon and serve as a great priest, so that perhaps the struggle between the two of them can be eased for a while.

Tyrande made a decision, and his steps down the stairs became firm.

…………

Three days! Three whole days.

It is a great irony that this splendid palace-like room, which shines brightly all day long, is used as a prison for prisoners to be held and tortured.

Karl was judging by the time of Harvis's re-arrival. In this closed room, he had no contact with sunlight at all, and the light energy in his body had been consumed, if it weren't for the fact that his strong physique was still retained, and Harveys had given him an order to save his life, he would have said goodbye to the world long ago.

In the past three days, he not only found out the reason why he was imprisoned from the mouths of the four tireless perverted mages, but also was carved countless runes on his body by four crazy guys with enchanted rune blades, and the ubiquitous abundant energy of the Well of Eternity continued to wash the cells in his body, and the light energy in his body was also consumed in the process of constantly fighting with the energy of the Well of Eternity.

Seven days ago during the day, the scorching sun was hanging high in the sky, swaying his rays.

Night elves do not like to be active during the day, as the blazing sun burns their skin and causes them to lose their elegant and noble violet color.

Like the first arrival on Azeroth 10,000 years later, Karl swept across the sky like a golden sun, stunned by the guards on duty, and fell straight into the source of their power, the Night Elves' most precious treasure, the Well of Eternity.

After being sucked into the black hole opened by Naozu, Karl only then understood why Anastarian had given him the hourglass of time, perhaps the old king, who was becoming more and more mysterious and strange in Karl's eyes, had already anticipated this.

Despite being a copycat version of the hourglass of time, its power is no less impressive. The golden grains of sand inverted in the hourglass, and a burst of intense light protected Carl and Onexia in it.

By the time Carl woke up again, he had become the object of study of the upper elves of 10,000 years ago.

"It's amazing resilience!" Perosane sighed, "Seems to be as powerful as those savage trolls, and I'm curious what race you're from?" ”

"I'm your uncle!" Carl, who was almost numb from the pain, said with difficulty, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and he almost collapsed without even taking a sip of water.

"I admire your courage - you think that's what we're doing?" Perosan raised his hand, and a dazzling light appeared on his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the light quickly drifted towards Karl and sank into his rune-engraved body.

The energy of the Well of Eternity raged through Carl's body as if he had encountered a feud, and the unspeakable pain made Carl snort again. Beads of sweat squeezed out of his forehead, cheeks, and chest, and his fists clenched involuntarily, and his body tied to the huge wooden stake trembled slightly.

"What has been achieved? Perosane. ”

Harvey didn't know when he arrived.

The mages hurriedly bowed.

"His body is so strong that we can't even make a single mark with an ordinary knife!!" Perosan said with some excitement, "And his body seems to be in some conflict with the energy of the Well of Eternity, and he can't absorb the power of the Well of Eternity......"

There was a hint of surprise on Harveys's face, although his strong body was beyond ordinary people, but he knew that there were many invulnerable guys on this continent, and they were all creations left by ancient Titans, and he was surprised that this unknown race of creatures in front of him could not absorb the energy of the Well of Eternity - it was like saying that the Yaki bug did not need air.

Since the elves established their own civilization in the Well of Eternity, they have studied the Well of Eternity more and more, and they have become more and more shocked by the huge power of the Well of Eternity. The Well of Eternity is located in the middle of the continent of Kalimdor, sprinkling its endless surging energy throughout the continent, moistening every living creature on the continent.

No living thing rejects the energy of the Well of Eternity. But Carl in front of him broke his cognition. (To be continued.) )