The setting sun is casting its last rays on the Western Plains, and our adventuring party has set up camp near a group of refugees.

In the afternoon, Actos, who had regained some energy, unleashed blessings on the refugees, and the light nourished their weary bodies and soothed their restless minds. The good thing was obvious, although it was a flight, the whole makeshift camp was in good order, and there was no despair or sadness on everyone's faces at first sight, and there were piles of bonfires rising in the camp, and sliced bacon, beef, onions, and beans were simmering in the pot, and a handful of chili powder and some apple cider vinegar added color to the stew, and Actos stirred in the pot with a spoon in his hand, and mages and thieves crouched beside him.

"Aren't you alright?" The mage with bread and bowl in his hand stared at the pot, and Actos had no doubt that if he hadn't stopped himself, the guy would have even fished out of the pot and stuffed it with half-raw meat in his mouth.

He picked up a roasted sausage from the campfire, cut the bread and added the vegetables, and scooped some of the soup from the pot, which did not have to wait like meat, poured it on top and handed it to the mage, and then made a few more in this way, and divided them among the thieves and the two children who had snuck over.

"Come on, naughty imps, and see how good my craft is." Actos was very fond of children, because the innocent smiling faces of these children always made people relax, and the escape journey was regarded by them as a grand trip, and listening to them talk about their travels in an innocent tone, Actos's tense spirit was relaxed.

"My name is Lili, and he's a good friend of mine, Santo the Crybaby." The little girl in pink introduced herself and her partner in this way, and the boy with some freckles on his face protested in shame: "It's not a crybaby! Santo will definitely become a real paladin in the future! As he spoke, he took the hot dog in his hand and gestured: "Hey! O Holy Light! That enemy is worth fighting! Crusader Trial! ”

"Wrong, wrong! I heard my dad say it was a crusade! Hum! Stupid Santo! The little girl put the last bit of food in her mouth, chewed it twice, swallowed it, and then raised her hands and said with great vigour, "I will be a great priest in the future!" Look at my healing! Sister Pastor, I will become a pastor who helps everyone like you in the future! ”

Actos smiled as he watched the performance of the two children in front of him, and covered the pot and let the food simmer for a while. Then he lifted the staff: "Eun, but you are wrong, I am not a sister, you should call me brother." Ignoring the two children's appearance as if their outlook on life was in shock, he used his staff to elegantly draw a semicircle in the air, and a holy light appeared above the children's heads, and then shattered like fireworks, and the dots of holy light slowly fell, making the children scream.

Farewell to the two cute little ones, the food in the pot has been cooked, scoop a big bowl of stew, tear the bread into small portions and throw it in, the rich aroma blooms on the tip of the tongue.

There's nothing more comfortable than eating a big bowl of hot stew on a cold night.

Soon Aktos finished eating, ignoring the two teammates who were snatching the last bit of stew, Aktos cleaned up, said hello and returned to his tent, after communicating with the Holy Light as usual, he lay down on the ground with his clothes, and the staff was in the reach, after all, in the wild, there is nothing wrong with being careful.

Soon, the elven priest, tired from a hard day's work, fell into a deep sleep.

In the darkness, a bright moonlight shrouded Actos' tent, and some of the moonlight burrowed into the tent and surrounded him as tenderly as his mother's hands.

"Actos, my child, come here......"

In a daze, Aktos walked in the darkness, and in the moonlight in the distance, a beautiful woman was beckoning to him: "My child, come here." ”

Involuntarily, he walked towards the figure that seemed to be his mother, stumbling, and Arctos came to his senses the moment he stepped into the moonlight.

"My child," the man who couldn't see in the moonlight stroked his hair, "I am Elune, the mother of the elves, and of course you. ”

"Uh......" Acttoston felt a cold sweat surging behind him, he was a traverser, and he was a hybrid of a blood elf and a night elf, maybe there was a hybrid of the original draenei and werewolves. If this is really the only true god of Azeroth, Elune, it is not good when he thinks about some of the tragic traversers in the novel, Acttoston.

As if reading his inner thoughts, Elune let out a happy laugh: "My child, you don't need to worry so much, since your dream can enter here, then you have been recognized by Azeroth, you don't need to worry about the indifferent crossing, Azeroth is inclusive, aren't the orcs and draenei also from another world?" ”

Immediately, Actos's heart relaxed, and then Elune's words almost choked Actos: "Your body is really interesting, Night Elves and High Elves, plus a little Draenei and Werewolf blood, this is the first time I've seen a little guy with so many races." ”

With his right hand behind his back, Aktos almost didn't swell his leg, but it hurt and he still showed no signs of waking up.

"Relax, my child, I'm just paying some attention to you." Ignoring Actos, he said, "It's over, I'm about to be bled and sliced for research, Holy Light, where the fuck are you?" He continued, "Naru learned about you through the Light, and then told me. They have no ill will towards you, and they want you to be able to bring about some kind of change for the better. ”

Looking at the little guy who was already showing some signs of petrification, Elune chuckled, gently hugged the little guy in front of him, and gently stroked the smooth hair.

In a daze, Actos suddenly felt like he was in an embrace, as calm as his mother's, with a little moonlight refreshment - don't ask me what the refreshment of moonlight is, it's just a feeling.

Looking at the little guy who was blushing and struggling after reacting, Elune kissed his forehead lightly, and then let go of his hands: "My child, you are still my child no matter what, I like little guys like you very much, just now it was a blessing to protect you from the temptation of evil." ”

Touching his forehead, Actos could feel some cool power lurking there, although it was small, but he could guarantee that even ten of himself would not be as strong as this power burst out. Actos understood that this was a kind of mark that some priestesses of the moon had received after being favored by the moon god to protect themselves from the temptation and harm of any spiritual powers.

"But I'm not your believer." Actos looked at the other party with some confusion, pointed to himself and said, "I also analyze the Holy Light in a philosophical way, you know, for a person like me, it is difficult to have some kind of firm faith. ”

Elune didn't mind the child's behavior, and patiently explained to him: "You can also use Elune as some kind of philosophy and thought, to provide shelter for the creatures under the moonlight, to spread goodness and beauty, and to uphold noble morals, these are actually not much different from the Holy Light, and besides, aren't you also used to Elune being on top, Elune blessing and so on?" ”

Actos hurriedly waved his hand: "I'm used to it, and I don't know how to pray." ”

"Who told you to pray? Do you need to pray with the Light? You are just constantly strengthening this light mind, and Elune is just a phenomenon, a kind of existence, even if you are only accustomed to using Elune's name, but in a sense, is this undemanding and ** respect more than those prayers full of distractions? ”

"You've convinced me, maybe I'm not much of a believer, but I still have a lot of respect and respect for you and the many demigods who are trying to maintain this world."

Elune slowly faded into the moonlight, and just before she vanished, Actos saw a beautiful elf nodding at him.

It was Elune, and she was pleased with herself.

Getting up from the bunk and stretching, Aktos suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Stretching out his hand, the color of his body slowly disappeared, and after a few seconds, Aktos disappeared in place, and then a ray of moonlight converged on Aktos's hand: "Recovery." ”

Feeling his body nourished by the moonlight, Actos was a little dumbfounded: "Actually, the Night Elf Priest's skill is Moon Energy?!" ”

After trying for a long time, Arctos realized that these moon energies did not appear in his own body, but gathered from outside his body, and Elune hung in the sky, and all he needed to do was to guide them and then attack or protect them.

But it's useless, because his body is full of holy light, what Actos needs most now is not energy, but to improve his spirit and **, but happily, maybe because of Elune's blessing, Actos can feel a trace of moonlight falling from the sky, strengthening his spirit little by little, and the holy light is also slowly washing his body under the drive of these moon energy, although it is not as fast as cultivation, but it will inevitably bring considerable benefits in the long run.

"Blessings Elune, thank you, Dear Elune."

PS: I suddenly found out that the Night Elf Priest is different from the Human Priest, and people believe in Elune, but the skills are the same for the sake of game unity.

Just as the Minotaurs believe in the sun god Ansha is not the Holy Light, as for the Draenei, people believe in tangram instead of using the Holy Light as some kind of philosophy like humans, as for the blood elves, they don't know at first, but then they use the Holy Light as energy, and finally believe in Naru...... It could also be pure light. In other words, everyone is different.

As for the forsaken...... Blizzard's explanation is really weird, are you sure the Priest and T of the Forsaken aren't a bunch of super shakers? It's super painful and enjoyable......

By the way, the mage and the dwarf are just passers-by, not heroines! That's right.,And maybe there's no heroine and I'm directly on the male lead! (Just kidding...... Stalls)

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