Chapter 167: The Druid's Legacy

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Oakes took a deep breath and sat down across from Javier, who now had a stomach full of questions:

"I do know a lot about Azeroth, and frankly, I haven't heard of your name among the Great Druids with names and surnames."

"I'm not a good enough druid, but I've been cultivating long enough to steal the name of the Great Druid."

Javier smiled wryly and shook his head, as if recalling something unbearable.

He glanced at the bear statue with a complicated gaze:

"Usok, you...... Familiar, right? ”

"Yes...... But ......"

Oakes was silent for a moment, shook his head and sighed:

"He didn't end well."

"That's right, before Azeroth's expedition to the Shadow Realm, the spirit seed of the giant bear demigod Usok was completely depleted, and his heart energy was drained and used as nourishment to maintain the cycle of other lives......"

Javier was silent for a moment, and Oakes saw his hand clenched into a fist, and slowly let go after a while:

"This is a huge blow to me as a clawed druid."

"So, you're breaking down?"

"Yes, as much as I tried to stay awake, I was well aware that my soul was at a loss when I heard the news."

Javier let out a long sigh, patted his head, and smiled bitterly again:

"So, I'm not a good druid...... I failed to realize my responsibility to resist aggression and fell into a dead end, sinking deeper and deeper......

Eventually, in the fight against the Warden, I collapsed as a tank - the chaos of my soul slowed down my survival instincts. ”

Javier shook his head vigorously, no longer thinking about the tragic scene.

"My soul is in a state of confusion, and under the power of death and life, with the blessing of Ysera, I have come to this magical placeβ€”

The force of nature here, although there is no way to compare with the blazing blue fairy field, is very special.

You should feel it, this is the intersection of the forces of life and death. ”

"Yes, this is the meeting point of three large worlds, transit space."

Oakes nodded, and then asked impatiently:

"You said you came four thousand years earlier, so why is the Druid inheritance here Dreust?"

"I came four thousand years ago, and now I am in this image of a light elf."

Javier shrugged:

"There are still a few humans and light elves who have strayed in here and can't get out.

I have never passed down the Druid Way, but I am the source of the development of the Druid Way in this world. ”

Somewhat helplessly, he pointed to the re-entrenched holy oak tree:

"At that time, I could only use this huge oak tree as a place of sustenance for my soul, and I couldn't even project my soul like I do now.

The miracle produced by this oak tree became the main body of worship and was called the 'holy oak'.

I relied on the power here to recover slowly, but the power of death also affected me all the time......

In the end, I was polluted by the power of death after I was unable to recover in time, which also led to a change in the druid lineage.

The legend of the 'ideal land of independence of the world' spread to the outside world, but at that time, I was powerless to prevent the radicals of the Druids from getting involved in the power of death. ”

"I see...... But why Alfheim...... I mean, the world of the Light Elves, there are no legends here? ”

The light elves, which are relatively human immortals, should undoubtedly have these memories.

"Because as immortals, they are all sacrificed to the leaders of the sect who have become 'Drust' but still claim to be Druids."

Javier's face was gloomy:

"The blasphemous power further restrained my will.

As they became more and more involved in the wars of the outside world, they even used the power of sacrifice to learn how to create constructs from the souls of living people.

It's just that in the eyes of the world who don't know the truth, this is still the 'ideal hometown of independence'! ”

"I've cleaned up all those constructs."

Oakes rubbed his eyebrows, the amount of information was so large......

"So do you know anything about King Arthur? And the nymphs of the lake? ”

"I still have an impression of this."

Speaking of this, Javier's face became strange:

"There's a special woman who came in here and tried to finish me off...... It's the 'fairy of the lake'.

There seemed to be something wrong with her memory, she seemed to have killed too many lives, and she seemed to have existed for a long, long time.

So under the interweaving of the breath of life and death, she ...... Lose your marbles.

The holy sword she gave Arthur is, in my opinion, no less than that of the dwarven master.

But she herself gave me a strange feeling, with powerful astral energy, but her life form was very strange, like a construct.

She went out with Arthur and did not return with him. ”

"Astral energy? Constructs? Ancient? ”

Oakes was stunned for a moment, this feature ...... Eternals?!

"What does that woman look like?"

"Platinum has long hair, strong combat skills, and can use astral energy to create various long and short weapons...... But her murderous aura was too heavy. ”

Javier imagines the image of a heroic woman, which Oakes has never seen at all.

"I've seen the kind of life you said in the outside world, and I'm still investigating them."

"If you see this kind of life, you have to be careful...... They should not be simple. ”

Oakes nodded silently, not expecting that the other Eternals, and her abilities, would be known in this way.

"Wait, you said Arthur came back later?"

Oakes suddenly remembered this:

"Then he's ...... now"

"He was sent back by four witches, the priests of Drust, during his near death."

Javier smiled bitterly:

"At that time, Drust no longer had a healing spell that could save him, so his final destination was me."

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Oakes was silent for a moment, is there still a secret in this......

"So where does my power and legacy come from? Are you here? Still is...... Azeroth? ”

Oakes' question made Javier shake his head:

"Of course it's not me, your power inheritance level is very high, not to mention anything else, you are a four-cultivation great druid, I have only seen Malfurion have this ability before."

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Inexplicably, there is a sense of pride!

"It's just that your legacy is flawed."

Oakes' heart was cold: "Defects? ”

"That's right."

Javier nodded earnestly:

"When you were inducing large-scale natural and astral forces in the outside world, I was finally awakened by the power of the same origin.

That's when I found out that your soul, though very special, lacks enough time to settle. ”

He pointed to his phantom:

"So I did my best to help you, using a relic containing cosmic energy outside, channeling the power of the remaining Blazing Blue Immortal to help you stabilize your soul, but the problem is still not completely solved."

"The lack of time for soul power to precipitate will not only make it impossible for you to quickly receive the blessings of the power of nature in any environment, but it will take time to communicate slowly, and it will also limit your upper limit."

Javier looked at Oaks, whose face was uncertain, and smiled slightly:

"But you ended up here, rescued me, and made me find the meaning of my presence here."

He glanced at Ysera's statue again:

"I'm here to wait for you to show up...... Then, help you make up for the four thousand years of time precipitation, as well as ......

The balance I have learned between life and death! ”