This is a guest room in the side hall, and the small room is not overly decorated except for a crystal chandelier and neat beds. At this moment, Lanlos was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at Teregosa's sleeping face, enjoying the rare peace.

In order to prevent further invasion by the Shadows, Viren, with the consent of the Blue Dragon Lady, helped her fall into a deep sleep for a long time, and with the uninterrupted healing of the Holy Light, her injuries were well reversed.

However, this is just to buy time, and if you want to completely eradicate it, you need an extremely strong positive energy, strong enough to rival Magnus in that state with all his strength.

Lanloth has already handed over the Eye of Rukma to Viren for final preparations, and if nothing else, he believes that he will be able to channel the power within the orb to heal Tyre's injuries before the Flame Bird launches a pursuit. For this Holy Light Prophet, Lan Luo was quite trusting, so although the time passed minute by minute, he was not anxious.

He even had the leisure to think about the recent Episcopal Council of Bishops, Viren's proposal for reconciliation.

The prophet's prophetic abilities were indeed as weakened as he remembered, and he did not see the Burning Legion behind the orcs, nor did he see the orc warlock who fell to the Burning Legion. However, Lanlos did not remind the other party.

It's not because he hates the Draenei and wants to see this friendly race nearly wiped out by the orcs. He was just a small seventh-order professional, and it was already a great fate to be able to survive under the pursuit of Tyrana and Sataire, the queen of spiders, and provoke Kil'Gardan, the second-in-command of the Burning Legion.

No way, this is the way to survive that people with low strength must learn.

Lanlos devoured the power of Vihanna and Belash, and in doing so, quickly raised his combat power to the high ranks, but now, this improvement has reached its limit. After such a long time, he had been hovering at the seventh-order realm. Whether it was the strength of his own magic or the in-depth study of the arcane, he couldn't keep improving with what he had gotten from these two guys.

Although using soul harvesting to hunt down legendary professionals may be a quick path to advancement, not to mention the miserable odds of victory in front of the legend, even if the harvest is successful, the strong soul will possessed by the legendary character is likely to cause serious side effects like Vihanna.

Moreover, even if he reached the legendary strength, Kilgardan, he still had the power of a god! Even Akmund, who was known as the strongest creature on land, had a lower status in the Burning Legion than him!

This insurmountable chasm limits the thoughts of Lanlos as a hero.

After all, while it is extremely difficult for terrifying forces like Kilgardan and Akmund to enter the material world, it is not impossible. One carelessness that angers the fraudsters and leads to a massive invasion of Draenor by the Burning Legion is not a good thing.

Knock knock!

A sudden knock on the door interrupted Lanlos's musings, and he turned his head to find an acquaintance standing in the doorway.

"I've called you several times and there has been no response, so I opened the door on my own initiative, isn't it inconvenient?" Iriel's gaze lingered on Tyre's pale face for a moment, revealing a slightly embarrassed smile.

"No, nothing, just a little distracted. Lanlos shook his head, then got up and walked over to the other party, "What's the matter?"

"Well, I'm here to thank you. Remembering the experience of the day before, the nightmarish screams and the devastation of the battlefield seemed to be still vivid, and Iriel's delicate and delicate face became more and more tense, and the fear that could not be concealed lingered on his face.

"That's nothing, after all, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be there. "Lanlos is telling the truth, he may be a little selfish, but he can't ignore the people who helped him in crisis.

However, this was very unpleasant to Iriel's ears.

Whether or not he was stranded in that village, the attacks of the Blade Wind Clan had resulted in the displacement and even the loss of lives of countless people, including Leyland......

The brutal murder of a living life in front of her eyes is a psychological blow that a weak girl like Irel cannot bear.

"Either way, I want to thank you. Although the mood was low, Irel did not anger the other party because of this, and bent down respectfully, stuffing the things hidden behind his back into the other party's hands, "This is my sister's best snack, it is my favorite food with my children, although it is not expensive, but I hope you can accept it." ”

The girl did not show a twisted and shy posture towards the rescuer like in the idol drama, and the tragic memories hit her will like a storm, and the tragic death of Leyland and many compatriots left an indelible shadow on her. This is not only a thank you gift, but also a request from Irel to relieve her inner depression.

By repaying Lanlos for saving the rest of her compatriots with what she cherishes, to alleviate the guilt of being rescued by Rylan, this should be her true thoughts.

No matter how weak she is, she wants her existence to be valuable.

Cherished things, though?

Looking at the dazzling array of handmade pastries in the box, Lanlos was silent for a long time, forgetting even when the other party said goodbye to him.

Irel is an ordinary Draenei civilian, although she was lucky enough to become a Carabord apprentice, but her big personality is obviously not good at focusing on the study of the Light, and her pursuit is extremely simple. Delicious food, peaceful life and childish pranks, seemingly insignificant, are enough to make her happy for a while.

Years of temple life have not made her a hero, she is still an ordinary member of ordinary people.

But because of this ordinariness, her back was deeply rooted in Lan Luos's heart.

"Ah, I envy you young people. ”

A seemingly casual chuckle suddenly came from behind him, and Lanlos was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned around, all the emotion on his face had disappeared, and only a formulaic faint smile remained: "Archbishop Nelly, doesn't the prophet's instructions matter, how can you still have time to eavesdrop here?"

"I've been here openly for a long time, and you're too involved in falling in love with that little girl, and you don't care about me, an old woman, right?" sighed to herself, and Nelly took out a mirror out of nowhere, her fingertips sliding over her beautiful face without the slightest wrinkle.

This kind of gesture is not so much jealousy as showing off.

How long is the normal life expectancy of a Draenei? So far, Lanlos has not heard of a single Draenei who died of natural causes......

Take a gray-haired old man like Viren, who has not only ruled Argus for many years, but also fled in the void for countless years until today, and his body is still very good.

"The archbishop himself is not here to discuss the affairs of these children, is it?"

Seeing that the other party was unceremoniously straight to the point, Nelly pouted: "Okay, then I'll just say it." ”

"What do you know about the previous attacks?"

"Didn't the Prophet make it clear?"

Staring at the face hidden by the blindfold for a long time, Nelly didn't answer, just before Lan Luo showed doubts and wanted to ask, she pouted helplessly, and then hurriedly snorted: "Even if you hide it well, my eyes will never be wrong." ”

Pointing to those sharp eyes, Nelly's expression gradually became serious: "They tell me that you are lying. ”

The atmosphere in the corridor seemed to drop to freezing all of a sudden, as if even the air was frozen because of this, and the two of them looked at each other like this, although there was no movement or sound, but faintly, it seemed that they could hear the sound of the sword handing over.

"Lying, in front of the Prophet?" Lanlos smiled, his embarrassed smile looking slightly cramped, as if he was startled by the other party's sudden questioning, "You can't be dreaming, are you?"

It's really stubborn......

Seeing that her intimidation had no effect, Nelly's brows squeezed together. If it were anyone else, they would definitely wonder if their judgment was wrong, but Nelly is different, her extraordinary keen insight is the capital that can make her the chief ranger, and she will never be mistaken!

At that time, this person was clearly ......

Well?

Just as Nelly wanted to take a closer step and ask, footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor, and the two turned their heads at the same time, and it was the two respected Delaney who came into view.

"Is something wrong?" Although she was absolutely sure, but there was no evidence, Nelly did not mean to impose her thoughts on others, and silently took a step back, catching the anxiety on the face of the arrival, and she immediately preemptively asked.

Nodding, Viren said directly to Lanloth: "It's the Eye of Rukma, its core has been severely damaged, although it can still be easily activated, but I can't channel enough energy in a short period of time. ”

"Even if there is that time, there is a good chance that the entire orb will be destroyed when the energy is channeled!"

Now, it was Lanloth's turn to frown. He had known that Rukma's Eye had been damaged, but since he was still able to use and summon the Flame Eagle, he didn't care too much. But now it seems that the situation is much more troublesome than I thought.

"What then? There's no time left. "When Lanloth handed over the other party's Eye of Rukma, he had already informed the other party of Rookma's gaze. With only a few hours left until the legendary Firebird hunts, it's too late to find new energy or wait for a repair!

"Don't worry, that's why I'm here. Ossar stepped out from behind Viren, his gaze lingering on Nelly for only a moment, and then he focused his full attention on Lanloth's side.

Facing the undisguised gaze of a big man, Lan Los inexplicably felt a chill behind him, and then hurriedly looked at Viren.

"The only one of us who has the power to repair this orb is Hataru, but he is now at Elodor's farm in the northwest. Because you have to prevent the fluctuations caused by teleportation spells from affecting equipment work and crop growth, we are sorry that we can't send you there directly. ”

"As for the sigil, Ossar will use a spell to help you avoid Rukma's detection. ”

Nodding, the archbishop leaned sideways and gave up his position: "I have already instructed the others to prepare the relevant materials and specific matters, please follow me." ”

To be honest, in the face of this unfathomable archbishop, Lanlos has a very strong resistance in his heart, and he has to say why......

"Hmph, you're in luck. Seeing that the other party had such a legitimate reason to leave, Nelly folded her hands on her chest and muttered in a very dissatisfied voice, but it was just right for Lanlos to hear.

Well, now he resists, and there are two......