It's been decades since Ron's oracle last came to White Sands, and the lords and priests of White Sands have changed again - but even after decades of silence, there are still a large number of moonlight rats in the temple of the god of moonlight rats every week to pray.

It's just that the situation of Baisha City is getting more and more difficult, although it is far overseas, and it is protected by the steel battleship and the three-headed sea snake Gazrila of the sea god in the waters near Baisha Island, making it difficult for other intelligent races to find, but the growing number of moonlight rats, as well as the decreasing wisdom light glasses, make a large part of the moonlight rats can only stay in Baisha City, and can only leave the city on the day of the full moon every month.

And for this situation, neither the city lord nor the archbishop can do anything - the moonlight rat itself is just a small beast native to Faerun, and it only has enough intelligence at the time of the full moon, and its own qualifications and potential are not comparable to the intelligent race, and it is on the middle line between the beast and the intelligent race.

Although the Moonlight Rats who were able to get out of the Outlands a few decades ago were the elite of all the Moonlight Rats in the Outlands, compared to now, their qualifications are very average - the long island life has even degraded them - the continuous birth of beast relatives, that is, the Moonlight Rats with the same beast and intelligence as the original Moonlight Rat, is the best proof of this.

"Lord Ron, you are the protector, teacher, and breeder of the moonlight rat......"

Kneeling before Ron, the current archbishop prayed in front of the statue of Ron, and although he had never received Ron's oracle or gift, his heart remained steadfast.

And this time, as usual, he did not have extravagant hopes in his heart, but there were words in his heart.

"Even after I'm gone, it's good that you still believe in me. ”

"That's why I've decided to bring you back to the Outlands so you don't have to struggle to survive in Feren. ”

"But you need to do one thing, let the Nautilus sail, and send a team of moonlight rats up every uninhabited island you pass. ”

"I will take you back to the Outlands at the full moon in three months. ”

Ten years of prayer were finally answered, and the heart was filled with immense joy, and the current Archbishop of Moonlight Rat in White Sands City wept with joy and held Ron's oracle firmly in his heart.

When Ron's oracle ended, Archbishop Moonrat entered the Lord's chambers, and the next morning, the Iron Battleship Nautilus set sail again—this time fully loaded for the first time in a decade, with tens of thousands of Moonrat warriors filling every cabin, and filling every room with food and fresh water.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the lord and the archbishop, the Nautilus slowly left the white sand pier and headed for the distant ocean.

............

Isaiah, who had infiltrated the Minamos Worm, had been searching the overlapping planes for decades, but had not found any whereabouts for Queen Guise - it had taken him three years to get out of the Labyrinth of Truth, and then wandered through the barren overlapping planes, searching for the portal to the chaotic world as described by the Mother of Dragons, but to no avail.

He became anxious, and a lot of wrinkles appeared on his head again - the Gisyankees can control the aging of their bodies, when their hearts are full of hope and passion, they will look very young and strong, and when they are decadent and even want to commit suicide, their bodies will gradually age, and eventually they will actually succeed in suicide.

Isaiah's hopes were diminishing, but he was still holding on, walking like a walking corpse in this overlapping plane—the overlapping planes, the various beautiful towering buildings, the many wing-like insignia and decorations, and the many intelligent beings who looked like elves but had long blond hair and exceptional magical talents.

Isaiah was able to see them, but they couldn't see Isaiah - wandering around the city of such intelligent beings, and eventually Isaiah somehow suddenly came to a special place.

This was apparently a mage's experiment - there were many glassware that were not intended to evaporate under the burning of the magical flames, swirling and shuttling in glass tubes, eventually converging into a small test tube.

The tube had a huge attraction for Isaiah, who couldn't help but reach out - Isaiah had tried to grab other items except for the books in the Labyrinth of Truth.

But today, once again, he succeeded!

The Gisyankees' slender fingernails grasped the tube, and then a violent explosion was created - if there was a knowledgeable archmage, it would have been clear that the substance in this tube was a substance that had never been seen in the plane before, and even a unique substance, even in the entire crystal wall system.

It was this concept that caused an explosion to occur at the same time that Isaiah came into contact with it, and such a violent explosion not only knocked Isaiah unconscious, but also destroyed the entire mage's laboratory.

When Isaiah awoke, he suddenly found himself in the plane of that elf-like intelligent race, and to his shock, he saw a crown in the resting room.

A Giss Yankee crown!

............

"Are you awake?"

"It's not good to have a demon addiction!"

Isaiah had heard this name countless times in the overlapping planes, and had also seen the pain of the addict and the onset of the addiction - in short, this elf-like, intelligent race called the blood elves had a strong dependence on magical power, and if they did not regularly and quantitatively inject magical power, they would have an addiction attack, and eventually their appearance would change drastically and become another creature.

The creature, however, is quite similar in appearance to the Gisyankees - so Isaiah is not surprised by the mistake of the Blood Elf Maiden in front of her.

However, the Blood Elf Maiden's interruption made Isaiah finally take his eyes back from the crown, pretending to be careless, and Isaiah probed the Blood Elf Maiden's tone - the long wandering in the overlapping planes had made him learn the language of the Blood Elves.

"That's the way it's addiction, but I don't have to worry about it anymore because I've finally overcome it. ”

"Thank you for taking care of you, girl, what's your name?"

"My name is Sylvanas, you can call me Sylna. ”

The Blood Elf Maiden smiled sweetly, but the next words made Isaiah's heart suddenly hang.

"I noticed, you're staring at that hoop on the wall, that's your family's, right?"

"That iron ring was left by the first demon addict I met who was not controlled by demon addiction, she is a weird person, but she is very good-looking, even if she becomes a demon addict, she is better looking than ordinary blood elves. ”

"I don't know how beautiful she should have been when she was a blood elf!"