For the next few days, Mirune didn't come again, she had always taken the initiative to come to them, so Alan didn't know where she was now, whether she was doing well or not, the only thing that was certain was that she was gone, and there was a lot less laughter in this forest. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

However, there is also something to the delight of the Night Elves, and that is that Azhara has finally returned after a month away from the Quiet Forest and heading to the dark troll camp in Mount Hyjal.

Her return was not only a joy to the remaining Ravenkees and the others, but also to Allen, because Aishara had done a good job of completing the task he had entrusted him, bringing back 32 warriors, 21 sentinels, and 42 women and children, a total of 95 people, nearly half of the population of the entire dark troll tribe.

When the newers arrived, they were amazed by the wooden house built in the forest and the brass axe in Ravenkes' hands, like the first process of a country bag that had never seen the world before, and when Ravenketh and Fitz showed them what they did, their former friends let out a sigh of amazement.

"It's incredible, Loa is on top, with this weapon, you don't have to worry about piercing the skin of the stone-toothed boar when you hunt it."

In fact, if it was the chief of the past, Gulavo, with his incredible strength, he would still be able to shoot through the stone spear, but other ordinary warriors who were far inferior to him could not, but once they had this weapon in front of them, even they could cut through the hard skin of the stone-toothed boar.

Ravenketh and Jarre looked at each other and touched their noses, making it hard to tell if it was the axe they used to chop down trees.

As for Fitz, he performed the range that the copper-inlaid arrows could reach, he shot the arrows with a swish, and the dark trolls were still looking for arrows in the nearby trees, because in their impression, ordinary bows and arrows were generally shot more than ten meters away, but Fizz's arrows were firmly nailed to the trunk of a tree 30 meters away, and they were not very deep, his bow was actually different from ordinary bows, and a layer of copper clothing was wrapped in the wooden bow, which greatly strengthened the toughness of the bow, so it was able to shoot so far, In fact, if you really have to calculate the distance, Fitz thinks that he can shoot more than 50 meters.

Seeing this, every time the dark trolls' mouths opened, they could stuff an egg.

These are things that the dark trolls who have lived in caves for a long time and only know how to hunt do not know. Azhara, though also playful about these new things, had an elegant demeanor that seemed to be as if everything had been expected by her—and of course, she gladly accepted the best room that Raven Keith and others had offered her.

She led the dark trolls on a tour of the wooden houses.

The fanged creatures may not have understood what was better than the cave, but Aeshara saw clearly the path of the civilized tracks, and she did not hesitate to praise Ravenketh and the others, and met with those who had followed the will of the gods and brought it all to the Night Elves.

When Alan was promoted to Azhara by Ravenketh and the others, the beautiful avatar said in her voice as graceful as a nightingale, "I know you, Brother Darth Rema, that the revered gods have spoken your name to me, that it is you who have accepted his will to bring us the wind of civilization - I welcome you on behalf of my people, Brother Darth Rema. ”

Alan clasped his hands on his chest and bowed slightly, "Follow the guidance of the gods and be at your service, my lady." ”

Azhara smiled at him, it was a smile that made the flowers lose their color, and when Alan gradually got acquainted with these purple-skinned guys, and saw his substitute body in the reflection of the water every day, he was honestly less disgusted with purple skin, so that Azhara's beauty was heart-pounding.

Of course he could keep her for himself, Alan thought, as long as he moved out of his godhood.

However, he quickly suppressed this urge, and he still had a long way to go before he became a scumbag god who indulged in alcohol and meat and drunk dreams of women. The foundation of the Night Elves in this forest is not strong, and it will be a long time before they can enjoy themselves in peace.

Alan thought about it, whether it was the Night Elves or the Dark Trolls, they were all Azhara's team. It was unwise for him to rob other people's corners, and he had no intention of being a mortal king, so he, Darthrema's acting body, would simply be used to break into the grassroots. On the surface, he can use his identity as a god to sway the opinions of the leader Aishara, and secretly, he can use the agent body to mix in the grassroots to understand the real situation and thoughts of the people, and he doesn't have to worry about being blinded by those who have a heart, which is also good.

Once this was settled, he told her about his intention to make her the leader of the Night Elves, the queen of the new empire, during his daily friendship with Azhara.

Azhara was terrified, because in the history of the original trolls, there had never been a system of women as leaders, but the chiefs and chiefs divided and ruled, but Eren wanted her to be the only queen of the Night Elves, how could she not be flattered, but deep down, she couldn't suppress the urge to be excited, she finally understood the reason why the gods chose themselves in the first place.

"The history of trolls doesn't belong to the Night Elves, Azhara, and I want you to remember that. Although there is your blood and bones in it, the glory of the Night Elves is not looking back, but straight forward. ”

Eshara trembled at the words.

But excitement to excitement, Azhara's ingenuity and cunning were once again evident in her choice, and instead of rejecting Eren and certainly not accepting it, she gratefully praised the gods, expressing her loyalty to him, and at the same time expressing her opinion on the problems faced by the Night Elves as a race.

The meaning is probably that the current foundation of the Night Elves is unstable, and it is still too early to serve as the queen, so I ask Alan to give her time, if the Night Elves can expand the group and prosper, then it will not be possible to talk about ascending the throne, and if there is a more suitable candidate during the period, she is willing to abdicate and make way for Xian, and serve Eren as a priest Yunyun full-time.

Hearing her say this, Eren didn't force her, after all, there was one thing that was more important than becoming a queen at the moment, and it also affected Alan's heart more, and it just needed Aishara to deal with.

"It's up to you to preside over the ritual of the dark troll's transformation into a night elf."

"Of course, I will definitely make you satisfied."

With that, Aishara ended the day's prayers.

Although she did not really ascend to the throne, thanks to Allen's support and the trust she has shown in herself, Aishara's faith has increased significantly, reaching 88 points, and she is still two points away from reaching 90 devout points, at which time, the number of faith points she provides per day will be doubled to two.

In contrast, the dark trolls she brought back were mostly miserable, and after Alan looked at the system, he found that he didn't have faith in him at all, but there was still a lot of faith in Loa.

Belief in this thing, it doesn't mean that you are only allowed to believe in one god, of course, the only is always the best, if there are more than two, there will be one and the other, just like the dark trolls, they believe in Loa, then the belief in Eren will naturally grow extremely slowly, maybe it is the jackals who have no faith in themselves that Eren has subdued, and they will grow faster.

There is a setting in the heart of faith called evangelism, when a group of creatures follow a hero's side, they will be radiated by the hero's faith and increase the faith points of the item, but the natural increase is not more than 60% of the hero's own faith, and after exceeding this value, it will stop growing, and only by relying on events that make them feel the power of the gods can the faith continue to grow.

This is also the reason why Eren is in a hurry to let these dark trolls transform, if they keep holding on to the past, then they will not be able to accept new affairs, only to completely abandon the identity of trolls, into the arms of the god Alan, is the top priority.

Believe in Alan!

To this end, Ishshara fasted and bathed, put on an elaborately woven sacrificial robe, and presided over the ritual of transformation herself.

The dark trolls had gathered around the Well of Eternity at her beheed, and most of them were nervous, even though Azhara and her maids had told them that it was only a very brief process to contact the Well of Eternity and use its springs to moisten it.

The clever Essara, knowing that what she saw with her own eyes was more vivid than words, she followed Allen's example.

Standing in front of everyone, she put her hand to her chest, chanted the slogan "Andu-falah-dor", and then summoned the power of the arcane in the echo of the other Night Elves.

A dragon made of water soars into the air.

"Wow!"

The dark elves looked up at the incredible scene and exclaimed more than just amazement.

Even Alan who was standing in the crowd was stunned, he used this trick at the beginning, but at that time, it was not the surrogate body that was used, but his own power as a god, but it was too unscientific for Aishara to be able to do this step, although the size was not as big as what he did before, but Alan asked himself, if he used his own level 2 surrogate body, he would never be able to do this level.

This woman is undoubtedly a true genius!

Needless to say, thanks to Aisara's hand, the ceremony went smoothly, and Alan finally gained a group of believers with hearts, although it will take a long time to reach the threshold of 60 points that generate faith points, but there is finally a little hope.

Just as he was thinking about how the Night Elves could grow steadily like this, war ensued.