Special Chapter 62: Political Games and Sincerity

Eshara entered the cabinet without any surprise, becoming a member of the Council of the Prime Minister of the Eternal Night.

However, Azhara was not very excited about this, because she could not meet the Eternal Night God Emperor Sarodar, and there was no way to talk about her own plans to build relationships and so on.

Yes, his appearance is one in ten thousand, he is the light of the light, and he has the confidence to let any man him.

But... This target has never shown up, and he doesn't even bother to see you, so it's a fart!

The lowly undead of the Northern Expedition to Northrend, Azhara dismisses it.

In her heart, except for the central nation of the Night Elves, all the other races in the world of Azeroth were inferior races below the elves.

Coincidentally, Aishara soon strengthened her belief in the mainstream of 10,000 years ago.

She learned in parliament what she couldn't know in the remote area of Aisara.

The vast research institute in the Tower of Sleep, and the cradled and even whimsical plans of the Holy Army.

Although Ishshara hated and feared the cold-blooded maniacs who made themselves suffer and tortured themselves in front of their subordinates.

But in the face of the various plans of the Holy Cult Army, she still had a sense of familiarity that she had not felt for a long time.

That's right, this is the elves! This is what it was like 10,000 years ago!

Always be at the forefront, always win, and always be the big brother who dominates the world.

Especially the artificial moon called the Death Star, which is simply unbelievable!

What's even more unbelievable is that he actually saw the incarnation of the legendary moon god Elune!

The moon goddess didn't seem to know what a god should have, and she just whistled past Sulama or the Palace of Eternal Night, running around, reaping circle after lap of elves of sincere praise and respectful salutation.

THIS FEELING ... It's like a little pet raised by the Eternal Night God Emperor... Or the youngest daughter of the Eternal Night God Emperor.

However, Azhara soon ran out of time to think about it, as she began to concentrate on dealing with the Chief Prime Minister, Elisand.

To Aishara's surprise, this 10,000-year-old Sulama upper-level elven mage had changed too much now.

She is extremely calm in the face of things, and her political methods are in full swing, which is almost on par with herself.

It just so happened that as soon as Aishara entered the cabinet, he was confronted with the factional battle of the silver-white fleet.

Azhara saw the whole thing at a glance, and remembered the great danger hidden within.

And Elisander, who planned all this, suddenly rose a lot in Azara's heart.

The Light in the Light watched this farce between factions with cold eyes, and strictly forbade the Origin Night under his command to participate in it.

The old fellow of the forest demigod Cenarius did not live in vain for so long, and he also sensed the danger, and stopped in time to restrain the orthodox druids and the priestess of the moon.

And that goblin Black Rope turned out to be the second to awaken, which made Aishara extremely unhappy.

What's wrong with the elves now? Has their IQ dropped severely? Or is it because of the invincibility brought about by the Night Empire for a long time, which makes them a little flustered?

As for the mongrel elf Sylvanas, Aishara scoffed even more.

Such a reckless fool can't understand how she became a god, and if she continues like this, it is inevitable that she will fall out of favor.

What a High Elf ... It's ridiculous and hateful, when did the exiled half-blood bastard have the audacity to claim to be high?

Oh, and I heard that they were the descendants of the traitors of Darth Rema's Sunchasers, which made Azhara hate the High Elves even more.

Hu Feng pondered for a moment and made a decision.

"Keep watching, Sylvanas does need to be beaten once, but you'll have to bother not to let her go too far, or it won't end well. ”

During the spiritual exchange, Hu Feng conveyed his thoughts to Elliesand.

"Got it, my Divine Emperor ... Knowing that you pamper Sister Sylvanas more, I'll take care of it, rest assured. ”

Ellie Sander jokingly replied.

After ending the spiritual exchange, Hu Feng looked helplessly at the silvery-white hazy incarnation of Elune beside him.

"I'm running around when I'm done training, I'm here to do business in Northrend, good... Let's go back. ”

"I don't! My moon isn't finished yet, they're so slow!"

"It's unreasonable... With such a big person making a planet, do you think it can be built in one day?" Hu Feng habitually touched Elune's silver-white waist-length hair.

Although Elune was still unable to condense a clear permanent incarnation, at least it was no longer an illusion, but a physical state, and this period of training and sufficient divine power transmission were not in vain.

Hu Feng has been a little confused and apprehensive lately, because the relationship between himself and Elune seems to be getting closer and closer.

It's not a description, it's a spiritual feeling.

With years of divine power channeling, and Elune's growing dependence on herself, there seems to be an indescribable connection between the two Titan Star Souls.

Before Sargeras left the Outlands, Hu Feng asked him about this, and Sargeras at that time was thoughtful, as if he recalled some old past.

"Transcendent Twins ... Sarodar, you remind me of the stubborn brother Almansur and her companion Iona whom I killed with my own hands. ”

"Between the two of them is the state of the transcendent twins, very similar to the state you said was now and that of Azeroth. ”

At that moment, Sargeras had a sarcastic look on his face.

"If that's the case, then congratulations, you've got a drag bottle since then. There are too few female Titans as useful as Iona, the Giver of Life. And Azeroth ... Hehe... She's certainly not a worthy support Titan like Iona. So... Be prepared to drag a useless piece of waste with you, Sarodar. ”

Ending his memories, Hu Feng shook his head and smiled gently at Elune, who was punching and kicking himself and using a set of soul army body punches.

Even so, even if Azeroth is not as supportive as Iona, even if Azeroth's abilities are far inferior to the Pantheon's main support Titan like Iona.

So what? As for Azeroth, he didn't have the slightest mentality of taking advantage of it.

She is like the light in her extremely dark heart, the kind of sustenance that she is willing to pay for.

It's a big deal, it's enough to support the common future of the two of you alone.

"Okay, okay, don't make a fuss, go back quickly. Together, we will become strong, so strong that no one will dare to disobey the will of the two of us. ”

Elune rarely refuted, she pondered for a moment Hu Feng's somewhat unusual words.

"I know I can trust you and rely on you, right?"

Hu Feng immediately nodded vigorously.

Although Elune's incarnation was still very vague, Hu Feng could still distinguish her expression at the moment: the sweet smile that was the same as before.

"Then I won't fail your trust, Sarodar. ”

Watching Elune slowly dissipate and return to the core of the planet, Hu Feng raised his head to look at the snow-covered sky of the storm cliff.

Yes, no one is stupid, no one is stupid.

Maybe Elune is naΓ―ve and looks heartless all day long, but the test is there all the time.

Exchange sincerity for sincerity, and you are worthy of yourself.

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