The nobles cheered excitedly, they had been waiting for this day since they felt that their rights had been taken away by the temple, and if they eliminated something, they could gain more rights.

Darth Rema's heart was shocked, is it time to start summoning? What if Tyrande's words become true? Darth Rema's eyes kept shaking, trying to find a chance to sneak out, but Azhara's eyes kept roaming the field, and Darth Rema didn't dare to make a move.

Hakka walked into the Well of Eternity, and the arcane brilliance on her body was once again triumphant, and it was absorbing the energy of the Well of Eternity. Two streams of arcane energy suddenly shot out of its tentacles and into the portal.

At that moment, a low groan sounded, and it turned out to be Haka, who was chanting a spell. As the spell sounded, the two strands of arcane energy twisted into a giant arcane vortex in the portal.

Darth Rema stared at the vortex for a few minutes before some strange creatures appeared inside. They have sheep's feet, flesh-like beards on their heads, and robes on their bodies, which are supposed to be a type of spellcaster.

The entire portal spanned the Well of Eternity, and the casters stood at either end of the portal as soon as they came out. Once they were settled, they began to cast spells, and the energy of the Well of Eternity began to continue to recharge the portal in place of Haka.

Haka absorbed some arcane energy, recovered his magic, and then walked up to Azhara and said, "Your Majesty, these are the Ereda wizards around the master, each of them has a high level of magical attainment, and when you are fine, you can communicate with them, it may be helpful to you."

Azhara looked at the wizards with a smile in her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Other creatures began to appear in the vortex of the portal, and these creatures were uglier than Ereda Wizard, and although they still had the appearance of this human, they could only be called monsters.

The monsters quickly slapped on either side of the portal, forming a fleshy corridor that lined up in front of Azhara's eyes. Then a huge figure appeared in the whirlpool, and from the shadow, this figure was more than ten meters tall, taller than the frost giants living in the Winterspring Valley.

Hakka said to Azhara, "This is the vanguard of the master, the Abyss Lord, Manolos the Destroyer."

Destroyer? Abyssal Lord? All the Night Elves felt bad, how could that god's subordinate be called by that name? Destroyer? Destruction of what?

Azhara glanced at the nobles, then shook her head slightly, didn't say anything, and motioned for everyone to continue watching.

The huge figure finally walked out of the portal, and the Night Elves immediately saw what Manolos looked like. It was a half-sheep man, but with a huge body like a dragon, with dragon-like wings. There was a green flame burning on his head, and he trembled on the ground as he walked, wielding two huge spears with two pointed ends in his hands.

The moment Darth Rema saw Manolos, he knew that what Tyrande said had come true, and while everyone's attention was on this Manolos, Darth Rema immediately entered a corridor, and then ran all the way out of the palace and rushed in the direction of the temple.

Manolos walked out of the Well of Eternity, came to Azhara, looked down at her and said, "The master is pleased with what you have done, and he will reward you personally."

Manolos raised his head, looked around at the Night Elf nobles, and said, "I brought my master's reward at the same time, who first noticed the master's call?"

"It's me!" A Night Elf nobleman walked out, and all the nobles looked at the Night Elf with jealousy, and they all wanted to be rewarded by the gods.

Manolos looked down at him and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Harveys, sir." The Night Elf said cautiously.

Azhara looked at Harvis, her most prominent student, her chief advisor, and her wise man in Elune's confrontation with the Temple, who could not have been better rewarded by the gods.

"What reward do you want?" Manolos asked.

Harvey replied hurriedly, "I want power, great power." Harveys has always wanted to be strong in his heart, and like many Night Elves, he deeply admires Queen Azhara, but his low status makes him afraid to say it. But as long as he has great power, Harvey feels that he can be worthy of Azshara, and he must be strong.

Manolos laughed, his laughter echoing in his mouth, sounding very weird. After laughing a little, Manolos said, "Very well, I like people who want to be stronger."

As he spoke, Manolos took out a fruit, handed it to Harvey, and said, "Eat it, and you will gain strength."

Harvey took the fruit, then looked at it feverishly, then at Azhara, and shouted in his heart: As long as I have great power, I will be worthy of you, my queen.

Harvey took the fruit and ate it in one bite. After eating the fruit, Harvey felt that he was constantly gaining strength, and he comfortably enjoyed the thrill of increasing strength.

Suddenly, Harvey frowned, tilted his head and let out a scream. Then Harvey felt that his whole body was in pain, and the huge pain soon blocked his nervous system from the pain, and he could no longer feel the pain, and he languished to the ground.

The surrounding Night Elves were all startled by Harvis, who was changing, with thick hair growing all over his body and two long goat horns growing on his head.

Manolos unleashed a green spell on Harvis, who stood up with his head covered. He found himself better than ever, and his mana increased a lot. Although Harvey didn't know how powerful he was, he knew that he was stronger than any Night Elf, even Queen Azhara was not as strong as him.

With the great power he used, he could be worthy of Aishara. Harvey immediately turned his head and looked at Azshara with adoring eyes, he could finally express his love now. But he was greeted by a look of disgust from Aishara.

Harvey was stunned, he didn't know why Aishara hated him, how could he make Aishara disgusted with him because he had great strength. With a serious blow to his pride, Harvey tugged at the corners of his mouth and pulled out an ugly smile, and he said, "Thank you for giving me great strength."

Manolos glanced at Harveys and turned to Azhara and said, "I need more magic to summon my master, and I need someone to give their magic."

Aishara laughed at this time, "I have good candidates, but we need to work together to get them here." ”

Manolos glanced at Azhara and then said nonchalantly, "Then let your people lead the way!" The host can't wait. ”