The Red Dragon Mage nodded with interest. "It's rare that I've met a Draenei priest with a gift from Mystic Naru, it's never been seen before. ”

The last of her doubts vanished, and she pulled up her headscarf and made her face. She was the youngest Draenei Crassus had ever met. "I don't feel like you're lying. My name is Elidy—" Elidy held out a hand to help Crassus stand up, "Your voice makes me feel like you're connected to them when you talk about Naru......"

"I don't want to brag, but I'm a powerful sorcerer. It was clear that she hadn't seen another form of Crassus, and Crassus felt that it was better to have reservations about her now, "You can call me, Crassus, young man. ”

She narrowed her bright eyes and smiled. "Crassus...... Can you allow me to put my hand on your chest? I have no ill intentions, just my own way of expressing my trust. ”

He nodded. Elidi pressed her palms against his robes, then closed her eyes.

Crassus felt a rush of warmth. Suddenly, he stepped back in surprise.

The Draenei's eyes widened, and their eyes were full of shock, "Your true body is more than that, Crassus!"

"Yes. "The Red Dragon Mage didn't want to say more. "But you're not that simple. He wasn't mad at this little trick, and in fact Elidy surprised him just as much. The spell that surrounded this Draenei man he had never seen before, it was not a spell or a divine spell. Elidi seems to possess some rather rare abilities.

Crassus remembered the mysterious staff. Based on what Crassus knew about Naru, they wouldn't give her the staff for no reason.

The priestess knelt down on one knee to Crassus, and this respect made Crassus very uncomfortable, because he did not want people to bow down to him.

"Stand up. ”

Elidy stood up slowly, her eyes still wide, as if imagining Crassus's true body. "Son of the sky, please forgive me for my stupidity. ”

"There's nothing you need to apologize for, please don't call me that title. Elidi shook her head, "You're a dragon. She blinked her eyes and continued, "You are following the Mother of Life. ”

Crassus became more and more surprised by the priestess. She could learn so much just by touching him. He couldn't help but notice to himself. The next time you meet a Draenei, you will never take this kind of contact lightly.

At least he understood how others had bypassed his protective ground, and he noticed that he was simply unprotected against a lot of people—though there was still a question, what was a priestess doing in this wasteland?

But before he could say this, a sharp pain struck the Red Dragon Mage. It was as if an invisible sword had pierced his heart. This time, two phantom decoys were destroyed, and the backlash ravaged him again.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Elidy rushed over and helped him.

Crassus nearly went limp - "lost two more baits... What happened? How could it be ......."

Then, he fainted.

Elidy grabbed his hood just before he fell. The qiē in front of her made her feel a sense of loss. In fact, her mind had always been torn apart, and she had attacked rashly without realizing that she had found the wrong opponent - Crassus was not as slender as the elven mage. Although she only caught a glimpse of the other party on the way from Draenor to here.

A dragon ...... Red Dragon ...... She could scarcely believe that she had attacked such a powerful ancient being. The priestess knew that it was not she who had defeated Crassus—she did not yet know his dragon name—and now his fainting proved it. Something weakened him, probably like it had just done.

She grabbed Crassus with all her might, dragging him to the edge of a small dirt slope. Once she made sure that the mage was lying down, she began to think about what she could do to help.

On the surface, it is not clear that there is a disease pestering him. Elidi knelt to the side and placed her hand a few inches on Crassus' forehead. She really didn't want to do that, but she had to do everything she could to get to the root of the problem.

A large number of sounds and images flashed through her mind in a hurry, almost making it impossible for her to concentrate. A red-haired human who looks like a mage. A sturdy Night Elf with antlers—she'd heard of this man but had never seen one. A light-skinned female elven warrior who looks as if she is fighting alongside humans, which is really weird.

The voices were jumbled with images.

"You're willing to sacrifice a qiē for him, aren't you? Clay Ostraz?"

"I thought you were dead, I grieve for you for a long time......"

"Will they still believe me? After so many people have died?"

"You know, I want to know all the truth. ”

More and more faces. A hideous-looking orc warrior. Another Night Elf... The blind eyes reminded her of the terrifying demon Illidan in legend. A noble paladin. An arrogant human aristocrat. A young blonde woman with eyes full of nature and innocence and incredible secrets.

And much more...... There is a face that flashes back and forth in two frames: a surprisingly beautiful red-haired woman with a golden sash, with an elven face similar to that of Crassus; A giant red dragon with an eternal appearance. The woman's flaming red hair was mixed with autumn leaves, and Elidi was even more impressed by the wild amber eyes—those eyes filled with the wisdom and serenity of a priestess she had never achieved in her life—and she had eyes identical to those of the giant red dragon.

These are important memories in the life of this red dragon in human form. Now she knows the Red Dragon's true name, and knows that the Red Dragon has an intimate connection to the great guardian of the world.

"You're Clay Ostraz," Elidy whispered softly. "The Life Guardian Dragon's... Spouse?—Guardian of the New Race......" Her voice was filled with awe. "You are as important to her as all life in Azeroth, and you love this land so much......"

But that wasn't what she wanted to know. She needed to know what was seriously hurting Crassus. So these memories in front of me were quickly skimmed.

The priestess had no choice but to dive into Crassus's past once again. It's not just out of the feeling that you can't see death and can't be saved. She was convinced that Crassus, a term he seemed to prefer under disguise, was also an important part of her quest. Her mentor had taught her that everything has a cause and effect - from the massacre of the Draenei by the orcs long ago, to the slow tearing apart of the continent of Draenor by another group of orcs. Naru also pays attention to this philosophy. So, Elidy wasn't just there to help Crassus, she was there to help herself.

But other memories kept coming rushing at her. One particular sight caught her attention—a city on the verge of ruin, a raging black water. The city slowly sank into a huge whirlpool, and the terrifying rift swallowed up countless lives trapped in the water. Elidy notices that this is a conspiracy by the Burning Legion. But there is an even older and more terrifying force that lurks behind the scenes.

The priestess struggled through these memories and voices, searching for a moment of greater urgency and importance.

Found - the mage is gradually losing a part of himself. Every small part of the loss brought him terrible damage.

And that's when Elidy found out. She felt a sudden and inexplicable crack open in her body. Originally, the attack of the anti-devouring mage was implicated by the priestess through the crack. Although only a little aftermath of the backlash. But it was enough to shake her straight away.

Feeling dizzy and tingling, Elidy struggled to get up and look around—something was approaching them, but she didn't see anything

Time was of the essence, and Elidy did something that a priest would not normally do—she grabbed Crassus's shoulders and shook them vigorously. "Master, Master, Crassus!" She was almost desperate, "Clay Ostraz!" The Red Dragon Mage was shaken around, but still didn't wake up.

Elidy's ominous premonition grew stronger. But now there is no one to help her. The priestess struggled to grab Crassus and lift him away from the clearing for cover.

A bloody and terrifying howl pierced the dark sky...... Then there was another howl. The guy is getting closer......

In the pit where Zeendari and the masked female mage had only recently created Zào to serve as its lair, most of the energy had been devoured. Despite being fed well, as Zzeraku screamed in pain - some creature in the darkness was still hungry, craving the energy that flowed from the Void Dragons, or at least, the delicious food of the pure entities.

But neither of these ardent desires can be satisfied. The dwarf, scaly creatures—the black-palate monster—as its "mother" called them—had learned to stay away from the perimeter of the lair. It was only after they had tasted the bitterness that they discovered to their horror that the strange creature had been born with innate magical powers, even though it had just hatched from an egg. Under the influence of this growing power, the ground at the feet of one of the black-palate monsters cracked, and the hapless creature fled in a panic, swallowed by it like a small piece of food crumbs falling into a giant pit. Even when this "delicious food" is swallowed in its esophagus, it resists and screams in horror.

It grows fast, faster and faster, in fact far beyond the imagination of its "parents". They were very excited about it, though not as excited as it was, it was so eager to fly freely in the sky...... Hunt and devour delicious prey to your heart's content.

Soon, with the only consciousness in its mind, it sensed that something that had been born before it was very similar to it...... But it's not exactly the same. Sometimes, it can feel and even imagine that the other two behave as one. They are intimately like a pair of brothers, so they get a glimpse of freedom. It's like a hungry man seeing a feast.

They're looking. They are looking for suitable prey. Not only were they looking for it, but they were already slightly aware of its existence, and now they knew where it was.

The creature in the lair sensed their longing. They're not as smart as they are. But their instincts are sharp.

It waits, eager to enjoy the taste of devouring them. Soon, it won't be long before it grows big enough to hunt it personally.

By then...... Its power will be unstoppable in this world. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the Biquge www.biquge.info (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, and your support. That's what motivates me the most. For mobile phone users, please read it on m.qidian.com. )