With the experience of the Crow Fortress, Lanlos had to increase the flight altitude of the Phoenix to nearly a thousand meters. But along the way, Xi Xi's cold wind did not make him suffer as much as before.

As soon as Lanlos sat on Niko's back this time, he immediately felt a heartwarming warmth coming from his buttocks.

Previously, considering that the fire magic was somewhat related to the arcane, Lanlos repeatedly emphasized that it was forbidden for Niko to extend the flame of the immortal bird to himself. Unfortunately, Niko could only understand some of his simple instructions, and as for why he did this, Phoenix didn't know. For this reason, even the temperature emitted by her fire elemental had to be carefully put away.

However, before leaving the Cenarius Glade, the spirit of nature remained in him for a certain period of time, as it had been in the Temple of the Moon God. The forces of nature possess a certain spirituality, and will avoid not only evil powers, but also the chaotic and powerful waters of eternity.

Through the circulation of natural magic in him, Niko finally understood the reason for his self-inflicted behavior.

After all, they had experienced the hardships and hardships of the pursuit of Crow Castle together, and when they learned that he was forced to be attacked by the cold, Niko immediately responded.

The flame of the immortal bird no longer just drifted away like an illusion, but carried the temperature, dispelling a lot of the cold within a certain range of the phoenix's back. What's more, Niko's body temperature has gradually increased.

Now Lanlos is no longer sitting on the back of the phoenix, but lying in the soft feathers of gold and red, his hands around Niko's beautiful neck, and from time to time he is comforted by the warmth that almost completely envelops him.

Although the cold still raged on my back from time to time, this time the flight experience was much more comfortable than before.

"Our baby Niko is so good at hurting people. The whole face was buried in the warm down feathers of the phoenix, and Lan Luos said angrily, "Don't talk about a thousand meters now, even if it is 10,000 meters, we can go up." ”

Hearing this, Niko, who had been sullen because of the previous flight altitude and speed restrictions, suddenly came to her senses, let out a long roar, waved her wings and accelerated, heading towards the sky, driving straight in.

The sudden intensification of the wind made Lanlos nervous slightly, but he was relieved to realize that the cold wind still hadn't been able to break through the heating of the Immortal Flame.

I don't know if it's due to the fatigue of these days, or the warmth of the moment or the effects of the sudden rise in altitude, Lanlos clearly felt a wave of sleepiness hit him.

"Girl, I'll rest for a while, you can have fun, but don't play too crazy, at least, don't throw me off......"

Hearing Nico's chirp, Lanlos was relieved and fell asleep peacefully.

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Elune, the moon goddess, is often associated with words like healing, serenity, and harmony, and has long been worshipped by the Night Elves and other races throughout Azeroth's history. However, while she is a god of peace, she is not a pure pacifist.

In her myths and legends, one of Elune's incarnations is the moonlit god of war who performs revenge and judgment. Legend has it that she would choose heroic followers from among the dead to become one of the stars, and whenever night fell, these vengeful spirits would assist her moon followers in destroying their enemies.

This is why the Crow Fortress has such a high respect for the Moon Temple, and the defense force of the Templar's territory, although also made up of women from the Elune Sisterhood, is unfortunately not gentle and friendly. They are the blades of the moon god, the hunters of the night, and because of their presence, the Raven Fortress has to be in awe of the Temple of the Moon of Valsara.

And among them was a man who convinced almost all of the Elune Guards.

In the border camp, Mavi Shadowsong finished her patrol for the night before dawn as usual. Unlike her sisters in the Temple of the Moon God, the Moonnight Guard, who had no illustrious bloodline but was still famous, did not take off his heavy armor even after the patrol was over.

I don't know if it was because it was too wide or what, the cloak that obviously had a certain weight fell down entirely, and it only swayed slightly under the evening breeze, almost completely enveloping her. And the pair of brown and green shoulder pads the size of a head hanging from the cloak, coupled with the ring-shaped blades like a crescent moon erected on them, set off the heaviness and intimidation as if they were substance.

Fortunately, as she quietly stepped forward, the cloak still opened and closed slightly, revealing her graceful posture against the metal armor.

Unlike the watchmen's attire of later generations, Mavi's current armor still conforms to the customs of this era. The cuirass is like a hunting owl under the moonlight, holding up a pair of full moons tightly. The smooth lilac skin in the center, the yin shadow of Jin, people can't help but stop and watch, and even want to take the initiative to accept the sanctions, be tightly bound, and be deeply trapped in this evil gouge.

Similarly, the beautiful swan neck, the suffocating collarbone outline, the suffocating bee yao, and the flat but equally powerful abdomen all glow with a moving luster under the moonlight.

Although a pair of sturdy and slender legs were wrapped in trousers and knee boots, and the slightly rough arm armor, the finger gloves as sharp as sharp blades all seemed incompatible with this cool guard. However, if you zoom out from the perspective, the whole gives people a sense of harmony even so.

After all, under the heavy armor, the white full moon was even brighter.

On top of that, the Watcher's somewhat dazzled night owl helmet hadn't been fitted yet. What Mavi was carrying, I should say, was a visor, like the wings of a night owl spreading, protecting the area around her eyes and above. As for the long silver hair, it was tied up in a single high, swaying in the moonlight, like a crescent moon reflected on the surface of the lake fluttering in the wind.

Compared to the dark and dangerous metal armor of the Warden that Lanloth was familiar with, the Elune Guardians of this period were clearly more aesthetically pleasing than they were.

However, beauty itself is also an advantage of the Elune Sisters' faith, and even the upper elves expect to be nourished by the moon god's gifts in order to be young, beautiful, and graceful.

But Mavi didn't have the heart to be complacent now, her eyes were firmly fixed on the letter that her subordinate had just handed over.

There are no lights in the camp, but the Night Elves are naturally blessed with the protection of the night, and even in the darkness of the night, they have clear and excellent vision.

The letter was signed by Lord Kutalos Ravenkis from the Crow Fortress. Because of the borders of the territory, Mavi knew the Cadore nobleman well. Unlike Elune, who treats all Night Elves equally, the upper elves don't usually deal with groups like them, which are mainly composed of the civilian class.

Over the years, there have been only a handful of such formal correspondence exchanges. Even the messenger a few days ago ignored them at all, and went straight in the direction of the Moon Temple.

Mavi's family is not illustrious, she is a typical ordinary Night Elf who has achieved something through her own hard work and exquisite skills. Therefore, she also didn't have much interest in the Crow Fortress not far away, and in the past, when she got this kind of letter, she would simply glance at it and send someone to deliver it to the Moon Temple, and hand it over to the high-ranking priestess to decide for herself.

But this time, it's clearly different.

Gray-haired and white-skinned elf......

Staring at the description in the letter, a strange and unforgettable face gradually appeared in Mavi's mind.

As Elune's guards, Mavi and her colleagues spend most of their time on the road, patrolling, hunting, and policing the Temple. Even so, as a devout priest of Elune, Mavi would take one day a week to undress and bathe in a lake not far from the Temple of the Moon, and go to the temple at night to pray and introspect.

Yes, she had seen the gray-haired and white-skinned elf, and had taken him back to the temple for healing.

But now, from the letter from the Crow Fortress, she found out that the strange-looking and skinny gray-haired elf was wanted by the Crow Guards, and had the power and possibility to threaten Shaladashir.

Of course, Ravenketh sent a messenger to convey these contents to the Temple of the Moon last time. And the reason why this time is so solemn is because the letter mentions the queen's staff, Lord Savis.

Although Mavi doesn't like the style and attitude of the upper elves, they are the servants of Queen Azhara anyway. Savis named to capture Lanloth, and mentioned that he possessed an unknown and devastating and terrifying power, even if there was no hard evidence, but the Crow Fortress had responded and mobilized, and she naturally could not have acted as if she had not seen it.

Not to mention, the gray-haired elf was rescued by her own hands.

In that case, I deserve to bring him back personally.

Instead of handing over the letter to his subordinates as usual, Mavi glanced at the still deep night sky, put it away, and after leaving a simple instruction, put on his military uniform and rode the Nightblade Leopard in the direction of the temple.