"The status of alchemy dolls is very special. Sylvie whispered as she sat on the cold floor.

"Maybe your world isn't like that, but here, we're not allowed. ”

"The study of the soul has violated the realm of the gods, whether it is the goddess El, or the Elder Tree, or even Tiebs of Rodney, they will not allow it. ”

"Lord Edward...... Edward killed a Holy Maiden of the Holy See of St. Lando, kept her body in the Soul Stone, and then found me in Rodney and filled me in. ”

Sylvie glanced at Lawrence in Ather's fur pocket, "I don't know what he's going to do, but he should have a connection to the devil." ”

"He's got ...... Almost insanely obsessive, he and Wensall are simply fanatics of Rodney's demons. ”

"They protected me and wanted to send me safely to the Southworld, to Torrent City, and to open the teleportation with Rodney. ”

"Wensar arrived at Torrent City to set things up, but the mages of Torrent City captured him, and they used Wensar's almost endless mana to power Torrent City, imprisoning him in the beneath the Plains of the Rain Veil. ”

"Edward was in such a hurry that he was ready to kill a Light Priest as my new vessel, but he failed. ”

"Why don't you go to the Holy Landor Empire for help, the Protectors of the Holy Light have always been noble. Oter asked.

"No, they just want to kill me, they don't think I can be purified, they want to destroy Rodney's key to the main plane once and for all. Sylvie replied.

"I, I don't know who I am. Sylvie was a little depressed.

"You're a puppet, a warlock. Other replied.

"You don't have to stress that. Silvie cupped her forehead, "Didn't you feel a little sympathy?"

"Because you're still lying, even if the lie is mixed with the real part, puppeteer. Orser replied, "Your deception skills are much worse than those of the Dreadlord. ”

Sylvie was stunned for a moment, then replaced with a lively and cute smile.

"I don't know why I'm trying to lie to you, but you're from another world, and you're about to leave, so there's no need to get involved in our strife. ”

"A war for the Els. ”

"It's really not necessary, so what identity are you going to use next to me, Warlock, Puppet, Puppeteer?" asked Other.

"Too many personalities have been implanted in this body, but I prefer the character of a kid named Sylvie. ”

Sylvie smiled playfully and cutely, and turned back to the kitchen again.

"But you won't be able to go back for a while, that ...... Azeroth?" Sylvie said, "you'll have to live with Sylvie for a while. ”

"Maybe you'll have to come to Rodney. Lawrence, who had been silent in his skin pocket, said.

He didn't join or interrupt the conversation, and as a Rodney demon, he despised the puppeteer, the key to the body of the Holy See of St. Lando.

He always had a cold attitude towards Sylvie, who had no memory.

And he knew very well how terrifying the Sylvie was called the Undertaker.

"The elves of the El Ancient Tree are on the cusp right now, and they are holding a celebration just to make you, the elven hero, stand up and show their strength, they won't let you go so soon. ”

"Azeroth needs me. "If these elves don't keep their promises, I'll leave and find a way back." ”

"They didn't promise you anything, you have to come to Rodney. Lawrence said, "I'm in your pocket, and I know everything." ”

Othur hesitated.

"If there are still no mages here willing to send me back...... I'll go to Rodney, you said. ”

"It's one thing to be willing or not, Orsher. Lawrence flew out of his pocket and landed on the table, "It's one thing whether you're capable enough or not. ”

Oter was silent for a moment.

"You're right, even the Dreadlord couldn't open the portal to Azeroth, and he had to take the body of a dragon and be destroyed by Nornilla. ”

"But the presence of this Dreadlord suggests that the Burning Legion may send more lackeys here. Orser analyzed.

"I need to find my way back as soon as possible. ”

"Yes, you have to come back as soon as possible. An unfamiliar voice appeared, and Lawrence and Sylvie looked around, but found nothing.

Familiar voices pierced through the barriers between worlds, like a spring breeze after rain, and arrived in time for Osser's ears.

"Malfurion?" Oser stood up in surprise, "you found me, go find Khadgar, I need him to bring me back." ”

The Grand Druid of Azeroth fused the water of the Moon Well with the Life Gem given by Alexstasza to finally open a tiny crack and channel the sound into it.

Malfurion leaned against the moon well, trying to get more voices in.

"Listen, Othello, the state of the Anti-Demon Alliance is good right now, and we are not in a hurry," Malfurion said, "The important thing is that you can come back safely, I used the Life Stone that the Red Dragon Queen gave you to create an influence on your side, but it often disconnects. ”

"Transmitting the voice in is already the best I can do, and I have sent a messenger to find Khadgar, and hopefully he is not on his way to attack the Night Keep. ”

"Your world doesn't seem to have been discovered by the Burning Legion yet, but...... How does it look familiar?" Marfurion wondered, he hadn't noticed that the spatial rift was slowly closing.

"Familiar?" Osher wondered, remembering the quail statue in the Burn Glade.

"Nothing," Malfurion stopped recalling, "I saw you kill a Dreadlord, very heroically. ”

"That's as it should be. ”

"But you can't let your guard down, Orsher, there's a good chance that the Burning Legion will continue to send demons to hunt down...... You ......" Malfurion's voice became choppy.

"This ...... Possible...... It's ......" that the walls of space are repairing this crack.

"I ...... Wait for my next ...... He's going to ...... Close ......"

Malfurion's voice was gone.

"That's a good sign. Osser said, and he sat back down.

"Is that your brother?" asked Lawrence.

"The natural energy that comes out of this crack...... It seemed endless, but in an instant it was back again, your brother, who seemed to be a ...... comparable to the Elder Tree Grand Druid. ”

Lawrence said earnestly, absolutely sure that the natural power of the Great Druid had come infinitely close to that of the Elgu Tree.

"It's unbelievable that your world is home to such powerful natural creatures. Lawrence sighed, "You also easily killed a Dreadlord, did the Burning Legion really give your world such a headache?"

"There aren't many druids like Malfurion," Orser looked down at Lawrence, "and there aren't many demon hunters like me. ”

"If it's an Abyss Lord, the aftermath of my battle with it will shatter this forest, and who will die is still unknown. ”

"I seem to have an older brother too. Sylvie smiled at Orsher.

Lawrence glanced at Sylvie.

"It's rare that there are no lies. Osser nodded.