Chapter 1 Change me to protect you
Sargeras, whose soul could not enter Illidan's body, was stagnant in the sky, and Rollin used all his energy to block Kil'Gardan's obstruction, using countless arcane blades to seal the dome of the Night Keep. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
After unleashing Illidan's soul, which was about to sink into the Legion's faith, Rollin shattered the evil energy crystal suspended above the fortress, freeing Illidan's body.
After the soul returned to his body, the evil energy ornament on Illidan's chest became even more dazzling, and like crazy, he lifted the double blade of Aesinos embedded in the wall, and used the evil energy to dash out of the fortress's dome.
"That's the only thing I can do, tell my people that I'm not a traitor!" The demon's wings spread, and Illidan, like a phantom of evil energy, rushed towards the flaming soul of Sargeras.
Metal bodies were burning with flames, and Odin fell into the endless sea outside the city of Sulamar.
Hela looked sideways, looking for Odin's location. However, she did not choose to take advantage of the danger at this time.
No energy in the spatial rift is shrinking, and the soul of Sargeras has no home, and he is unwilling to withdraw the power of his soul into the twisted void.
There was no longer a suitable vessel to store his soul, and after Sargeras let out an earth-shattering roar, the last invasion of the Burning Legion ended here.
The demons of the Legion knew what was happening, Lord Sargeras did not enter Azeroth, and the Burning Legion failed again.
The bright night sky returned to the sky above Sulama, and the coalition forces of the Shattered Isles and even all aspects of Azeroth began to carry out the most fierce counterattack from this moment.
The world is far less fragile than the Burning Legion thinks, and Azeroth has powers that the Burning Legion can't imagine.
Two months later, the city of Sulama was undergoing combat reconstruction.
Without the Demon Guards, the port of Astava prospered again, and an elven merchant ship from Yangfan Harbor slowly sailed into the harbor.
The girl in a blue and white mage robe trotted all the way from the deck, she looked back and smiled and said, "Teacher, you knew there was such a beautiful city, but you didn't bring me. I'll punish you for half an hour and ignore me. ā
Rollin shrugged his shoulders and stepped out of the cabin, his left hand shielding himself from the dazzling sunlight as he looked around at the nascent city.
An elven lady with a purple floral ornament and a slender brim walked out behind Rollin.
After living in Silvermoon City for such a while, her dull skin has become rounded, and her originally slender body has become more plump.
With a thin veil around her face, the elf lady pursed her lips and naturally grabbed Rollin's arm.
Gianna, who saw this scene, was obviously a little unhappy in her heart. She felt like she was dressed like a teacher and Elisandre's child, following behind them, unable to prove that she was the teacher's partner.
"You!" Gianna said angrily.
Elisande made a quiet gesture, she shook her finger and said, "Half an hour, oh my Miss Gianna." ā
Gianna snorted coldly, her brow furrowed, her forehead glancing, choosing to ignore her teacher and the hateful magician.
"Alright, let's go out in the evening. Now let's get down to business. Rollin patted Gianna on the shoulder, smiling and comforting.
Gianna snorted, and naturally grabbed Luo Lin's arm on the other side and said, "Then should I stay at the hotel and wait for you?" How boring that would be. ā
Hiding from the crowd, Elisande lowered the brim of her hat and said, "Otherwise, it would be interesting to go to Twilight Winery." ā
"Winery? Is it the factory that made the magic liquor that was transported from the port of Astava to Silvermoon City? Gianna was very interested.
Elisande nodded, and she said, "That's right, not only does the winery have a lot of interesting original wines, but also a nice courtyard, which you will definitely love." ā
Although she is not young, Gianna is still very playful. She reluctantly agreed, "Okay, but I have a request for the night." ā
Elisunde's face was slightly red, and she whispered, "That's not good, little sister, don't go too far." ā
Gianna stomped her foot hard, she hugged Rollin's arm tightly and said, "I don't care, teacher, I don't care." ā
Rollin endured the strange stares that the Nightchild townsfolk stole from him, Rollin smiled awkwardly and said, "If you can't do it, let's just waste a little more effort." ā
This kind of thought has always been Rollin's dream, and now that it has come true, he has nothing to hide.
"Excessive!" Gianna blamed her teacher, but her arms tightened.
After Rollin and Elysand send Gianna to the Twilight Winery, they go to the palace.
To completely rejuvenate the Eye of Almansur is the ultimate goal of Rollin and Elisand's trip.
The barrier to protect Surama is gone, and the druids of Valsara have put aside their prejudices and allowed the Children of the Night to learn the ways of the druids.
In addition, under the influence of the ancient tree of Akandol, the children of the night have become less dependent on their magical powers. They began to get rid of the habit of having to drink magic wine, and began to look for a reasonable and regular way of life.
However, the manufacture and production of magic wine has always been going on. The demand for the Nightchildren in Sulamar was less, but the exquisite and delicious drinks were transported from the port of Astava to all parts of Azeroth.
Magicians have a soft spot for this kind of drink, and after expending a lot of energy every day, drinking a glass of magic wine can greatly relieve the fatigue of magicians.
Gianna, led by Vancell, visits the production line at Twilight Winery.
As soon as he walked into the winery, Rollin smelled an unusually fragrant fruit.
"This is Shadowberry and Nightgo, the ingredients for making magic wine." Vancell introduced Gianna.
As a little girl, Gianna instinctively picked up a night fruit and said, "Why have I never seen this fruit, is it delicious?" ā
Vance Sell-made a gesture of please and said, "The fruits here have been washed, so you might as well taste them." ā
The small mouth opened slightly, and Gianna took a bite of the night fruit.
Her relaxed face changed slightly, and Gianna didn't seem to feel the taste she was expecting.
Although the night fruit has the appearance of an apple, it does not have the sweetness of an apple.
Like Rollin, when she first tasted the fruit, Gianna felt that the elven life was far from as good as she had imagined.
After visiting the brewing process and the bottling of the magic wine, Gianna chased away Versel and walked alone to the estate.
The manor is quite comfortable, and there are many mana floating dragons wandering around the ancient trees in the courtyard.
Walking straight forward, Gianna saw an elf girl sitting in a daze in a small pavilion.
This elf girl is very beautiful, but the only pity is that there is not happiness and joy in her eyes, but a kind of depression that comes after despair.
"Hello, can I sit here?" Gianna sat elegantly on the stone chair and asked softly.
Taking a bottle of magic wine from her waist, Gianna used her shaping magic to create two shot glasses.
Gianna, who is idle and bored, hopes that someone can talk to her more, and the elf in front of her is a very suitable object.
"Well, sit down." Elf Girl said.
The atmosphere was a little restrained, Gianna tried to open the topic, she saw a long sword surrounded by magical energy in the girl's hand and said, "This is a sword that only men wear, and girls are a little too cumbersome to hold." But to be honest, the sword is still quite beautiful. ā
Gianna enthusiastically poured a glass of magic wine for the melancholy elf girl, she said.
"Oruriel, are you?"
"Oh, Gianna, nice to meet you." Gianna took the initiative to stretch out her left hand and said.
It's human etiquette, and Oururel knows it. She had seen the Grand Magus perform such rituals to his lover.
Thinking back to that scene, Aururel's face became even more gloomy. After two months of struggling with the desperate memories of this scene, Orurel could not bear the death of Mylandus.
"Look at how much you value this sword, is this sword your favorite elf?" Gianna knows a girl's mind very well, she said.
Orurel nodded, and she said, "Yes, he's been holding this sword since we first started training time magic. This is what I gave him. At this point, a smile appeared on Oruel's face.
"Then how can he give it back to ......." Gianna seemed to sense something, she looked at Orurel with guilt on her face and continued, "I'm sorry, I don't know, so. ā
Tears welled down from Oruel's reddish eyes, and a few drops of sparkle slowly slipped down his pale face. Oruel was quiet, she was not accustomed to giving up with tears to vent her despair, but cast her eyes into the distance and endured the pain alone.
"I can understand your feelings, and I have also experienced times when my beloved is not by my side." The lively Gianna seems to understand Olurel's desperation. Every time her beloved mentor left her, Gianna felt like something was missing. There is no choice but to trust your teacher, imagine that he can solve anything, and then come back to yourself. That bitter taste should be the mood of the girl in front of her after magnification.
Oruel picked up her glass, and she took a sip and said, "I don't know when I will be able to convince myself to forget about him." ā
"When you say that, it proves that you can't forget him." Gianna said.
Orurel looked at the sword in her hand, and she smiled wryly and said, "I sit here every afternoon for a while, and this used to be the place we came to the most after our mission. Although the time we spent together was short, it was the only place where I didn't despair. ā
"Be brave, he doesn't want you to be like this." Gianna knew that such comfort would not help, and she said it anyway.
"Tell me your story, I'd like to hear it." Oruel said with a sideways smile.
A story about yourself? Gianna pouted and began to speak in front of Oruel.
In the evening, Elisandr left the core area of the Night Well.
"Archmage, when will you get married, I want to settle it in Sulama." Talisha and Valtoi gossip.
Elisander glanced at the two female magisters and said, "I'm not the Grand Magus now, besides, why do you ask me about this kind of thing." ā
Valtoi looked at Rollin and said, "Archmagister, say, when will you get married." We're going too. ā
"It's almost time, I'll definitely invite you then." Luo Lin replied briskly.
Talisa was a little disappointed and said, "Now, I really envy you, big sister. But we are not satisfied, you abandoned us for the sake of the Archmage of Lorraine. ā
Elisandra snuggled up to Rollin and said, "You guys, let's take care of Surama honestly." But Talissa, do you have a favorite elf? ā
Talisha blushed and said, "No, of course not." ā
After a drizzle of laughter, Rollin and Elisande arrived at the inn.
"Go get Gianna back, I'm going to Char Alain." Rollin said.
Elisande said lonely, "Is there still a chance?" ā
"Of course, it's just that he can't be a soldier anymore." Rollin lamented.
Directly with the help of teleportation spells, he came to the Temple of Shar Aland.
Farodin, who was wrapping his body in bandages to release the power of the druid, looked at Rollin in surprise and said, "Archmage, I did everything you told me. Mentor Malfurion also came here once, and he channeled a lot of the power of nature into the elven soldier. However, his breath is still very weak, and whether he can survive or not depends on today. ā
Farodin carefully unwrapped the bandages on the elven captain's body, and ten minutes later, the elven soldier slowly woke up.
"Drink, and hopefully the fruit of Akandol will work wonders on you." Farodin looked at the unrecognizable soldier captain who was burned by the flames and said sadly.
"Ahem! Cough! His chest rose and fell violently, and a few mouthfuls of blood gushed out from the corners of the captain's mouth, and he subconsciously protected his severely aching chest and got up and said, "It hurts, uh, it hurts." ā
Rollin cast a tranquilizing spell on Mylandus, and the warm energy dredged the magical Mylandus, slowing his pain.
Half an hour later, Merlandus, who had regained his senses, looked at the Grand Magus with a smile: "Why save me, I now know very well that there is nothing I can do." Truth be told, I'm like a monster right now. ā
Rollin shook Merandus's hand and said, "Say so much and do what, now your task is to live." ā
"Let's go, go find the elf you're looking for."
It was already night, and Gianna got up from the kiosk and said, "Cheer up, everything will pass." ā
"Well, I know, thank you for talking to me so much today." Oruel got up, she said with a smile.
After Gianna left, she bumped into Elisande and the mentor who were walking together: "Why are you here?" ā
"Shh Eliesande made a gesture.
Under the bright night sky, a voice mixed with pain and joy sounded: "Merandus, this time I will protect you!" (To be continued.) )