No matter what kind of ethnic group, it is undoubtedly unique that it can survive and develop its own civilization.

And these creatures, who call themselves Draenei, have the ability to make the Night Elves blush, making the almost barren archipelago the liveliest area in more than a decade.

In the language of the world of Azeroth, this ability is to foresee the future!

Powerful abilities bring more than just luck, every Delaney knows deep down in their hearts that it is precisely because of this ability that they leave their homeland and are forced to flee in the twisted void.

It was a coincidence that he was able to enter the world of Azeroth, and no Draenei wanted to lose such a stable and peaceful life.

Therefore, in the face of the pleading of the Night Elves who know the talents of the race and come to seek them, as well as the powerful people of all parties, most of the kind requests that want to predict the future will be fulfilled one by one.

It is not all cost-effective to want to predict the future, every draenei who awakens this innate ability will have various restrictions when making predictions, and even if they can successfully predict the future, their own strength will be weakened to the level of ordinary people within fifty years.

You must know that each of these fleeing draenei is one in a million elites, and their average strength has reached the top level, and less than three hundred draenei with predictability are all strong people above the pseudo-super level, and each draenei is a valuable combat power.

The length of time to predict the future is linked to the strength of each innate Draenei, and the stronger the Draenei, the farther the future can be predicted. The less likely it is to face backlash.

The backlash of innate abilities can only lead to one end, and that is death.

Of the less than three hundred draenei with the ability to foresee, only a few dozen of them have reached the fourteenth rank or above, and for more than ten years, they have relied on their ethnic talents to bring a huge amount of supplies and aid to Essoda, but none of them have been counterattacked.

But all that, starting a month ago, has changed.

A group of alliance adventurers who don't know where to get the news. After learning about the existence and talent of the Draenei. He traveled thousands of miles to Kalimdor and, after consulting with the Night Elves, traveled to the Secret Blue Isle to ask Draenei for foreknowledge.

Based on past experience, this prediction was extremely simple. It's just about figuring out where a human is located.

The ability to predict the future. It is not known where a particular creature is at the moment. However, it can predict where the creature will appear at a certain moment in the future, so it can also be used as the best way to search for the location of a certain creature.

Because of that group of adventurers. Possessing a super-level powerhouse, he was personally received by General Delaney, and learned that the creature they wanted to foretell was a former Lordaeron human nobleman named Bin Grofe.

The first person to make the prediction was a Delaney who had just advanced to the lower rank of the thirteenth order.

But what everyone present didn't expect was that the Draenei, who had made the prediction, had just activated the talent and immediately fell into a stupor, and General Draenei had just sensed that something was wrong, and the head of the talent Draenei was directly exploded into blood.

Such a vision was unprecedented, which surprised General Delaney, and after some hesitation, he finally arranged for other Delaney to predict because of the precious materials brought by the adventurers.

This decision was like a nightmare, and became the remorse of General Delaney.

In less than an hour, the draenei who had been predicting one after another, whether it was the strength of the fourteenth-order lower rank or the fifteenth-order subversive existence, all of them lost their lives forever, just like the original compatriot.

Witnessing this, General Delaney was terrified and immediately rejected his clansmen's plan to continue the Prediction, although the human adventurer gave the Draenei a reward for only successful Prediction, but it still could not make up for the pain in General Draenei's heart.

"Dana, it's not your fault, please don't blame yourself. Viren whispered softly, wanting to soothe the grief of his confidant.

However, it is obvious that General Delaney still can't let go of his wrong decision, and after hearing the persuasion of the "prophet" Viren, he said excitedly with tears in his eyes: "If it was foreseen by me at the beginning, it would definitely not be"

"No, you can't take any chances. Viren's face was grim, and a hint of reproach appeared in his tone.

This general named Dana's Delaney was not arrogant when he was excited, as the only super-level powerhouse in the Delaney clan other than the "prophet" Viren, he had this self-confidence and pride.

However, for the sparsely populated Delaney Race, although the average strength is very strong, a super-level powerhouse is still an irreplaceable existence, and it is absolutely impossible for Veren to take this risk in public or private.

After hearing Viren's reprimand, Dana also realized his impulse, and stood quietly for a while before bowing and apologizing, "I'm sorry, Sage. I'm too excited, please forgive me for being impulsive and reckless. ”

"It's okay, Dana. ”

Viren's tone became calm again: "The survival of the race is the first priority, we must not be swayed by emotions, the lessons of the past"

Hearing the words of the prophet Viren, Dana unconsciously thought of the past, which was not so long for the immortal life of the Draenei, thought of the once strong and united race, and the current situation, and couldn't help but ooze a cold sweat on his forehead,

"Thank you for the Light, and thank you, Sage. Dana exhaled, bowed again, and prepared to leave, but his body immediately tensed.

Hum -

A silvery-white ball of light suddenly appeared not far from the two draenei, and quickly expanded and stretched, and in less than a second, four night elf women of similar height and height walked out of the formed magic portal one after another.

Dana was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized the identities of the four Night Elves, and with a slip of his footsteps, he blocked in front of the prophet Viren, using his height of nearly five meters and burly size to protect the sage.

"Hello, Great Prophet. The Night Elf, dressed in exquisite armor, spoke without saying a word.

"Hello, great messenger of the moon god. Prophet Viren walked around Dana without hesitation, walked in front of the four super-rank night elves, swept his eyes calmly, and after pausing for a moment on two of the moon messengers, he spoke in the same flat.

At the level of a super-level powerhouse, the beauty and ugliness of the appearance were meaningless, and what attracted Viren's attention was other anomalies.

Among the four Moon God Emissaries, the Night Elf in gorgeous armor had her entire right arm broken at elbow, and judging from the blood-stained bandage that wrapped her section and was completely made of moon cloth, she was undoubtedly not lightly injured.

The magic robe worn by the other Moon God Emissary was covered with cracks, as if it would shatter to the ground if touched.

Obviously, only by fighting to the death with a strong man of the same rank could cause such a terrible injury, Viren only had a guess for a moment, but he didn't have any curiosity at all, and asked lightly: "Several moon god messengers, what are they here for?"

"Prophet, we would like to ask you to foresee the location of Bin Grovei. The Moon Emissary, with a broken arm, replied immediately.

Viren's gaze froze, but he didn't answer immediately, but Dana on the side, without thinking about it, opened his mouth and refused: "No, in order to predict this human race, we have eight compatriots who have died, absolutely not!"

"If the foresight is successful, the Night Elves will unreservedly support the Draenei. The Night Elf, standing on the far left, snapped.

This Night Elf is tall and convex and backward, wearing a set of one-piece chain mail, the skin of the exposed shoulders, waist, and legs is smooth and delicate, but the facial skin is shriveled and flabby and ugly, just like a ninety-year-old woman, giving people a sense of shock.

When she opened her mouth to add, the other three did not speak, indicating that the Luna Emissary had reached a consensus on this matter.

"What a request that I can't refuse. Viren looked fixedly at the Night Elf on the far right, and asked softly in a tone of confirmation, "Can you tell me why this human is able to cost you so much?"

(To be continued......)