Under Remulus' watch, Sarjan gradually adapted to his new Silver Wolf form.

As the barrage says, the wolf form is more suitable for Sarren's fighting style.

After some testing, Salian put aside the in-depth development of the feline morph and began to learn how wolves hunted.

Remlos's analysis is very accurate, and Sarjan has not yet been able to fully unleash all of Godring's blessed power.

Roughly presumably, it should be until he advances to the legendary warrior and further controls his anger before he can truly send and receive from the heart.

Since he was a child, he was instructed by a famous teacher, and Sarian had long known the condition for a warrior to advance to a legend, which happened to be the complete control of anger.

During the time that Saljan was busy improving her strength, Valilla was a little bored.

In order not to be left too far behind by Sarjan, Valeera asks Remulus to find a suitable temporary mentor to guide her progress.

Remlos has a lifespan of tens of thousands of years, and although he himself is mainly a master of the druid ways, he is well-informed, has a good understanding of other combat professions, and also knows many friends from various professions.

During the week he spent in Harbor of the Eternal Night waiting for news from Elgoth, Remulos found a temporary mentor for Valeera.

The Warden is a class unique to the Night Elves, founded after the end of the War of the Ancients, under the command of the former Moon Priestess Mavi Shadowsong.

The Warden is positioned as a high-ranking jailer in Night Elf society, primarily responsible for guarding captured and dangerous prisoners, and all members of the organization are women, fighting in a very similar way to thieves.

The Warden's base camp is located in the Warden Caves in the Asuna region, but their members are spread across the Night Elf realm.

At the call of Remloth, Sera Moonguard, who was stationed in Felwood Forest, rushed over in confusion.

The watcher, covered in metal armor, couldn't see her face at all, and could only tell by the curves of her body that she was supposed to be a young woman.

…… Although the so-called good age of the Night Elves is at least a few hundred years old.

Valilla doesn't care about the identity and appearance of the temporary mentor, as long as it can guide her to progress.

The barrage gave a brief introduction to the life of this Sierra Moon Guard.

Sera Moon Guard is a veteran member of the Watch Order, and one of Mavi Shadowsong's right-hand men.

Mavi, the leader of the Wardens, is still guarding the sinner Illidan Fury in the Ashenvale, and will not leave easily, so Remulus can only call Sera Moonguard nearby and entrust her with a short-term mentorship of Valeera.

Most of the Wardens are jealous and hateful, and the notion that arcane is evil under the influence of the social environment of the Night Elves has long been ingrained.

Sera recognized Valera and Salaan at a glance as descendants of the upper elves, and was initially reluctant to take on the task of mentoring.

However, after a few days of getting along, Saira put away her habitual dislike for the upper elves and began to look at the hard-working Valera objectively.

It is true that the Night Elves hate Arcane, but neither Salian nor Valera have anything directly related to Arcane, one is a Warrior + Druid, and the other is a Rogue + Warrior.

In fact, Saljan's combat rank should be warrior + thorn whisperer.

Remulos could see that there was death power in Sarean, but he didn't take it to heart.

Life and death are inherently cyclical, and Remulus has also been exposed to the idea of the balance between life and death of the Thornspeaker.

While he himself does not fully agree with the teachings of the Thornspeakers, he acknowledges the merits of their ideas.

When Sarjan's druid level reached the threshold of level 14, the somewhat disgraced-looking Elgoth finally arrived in the Moonlit Glade with a large pile of tiny metal fragments.

"Bad luck!"

After landing on the ground, Elgos immediately changed into the form of a Night Elf, and complained to Salajan who came to greet him with a depressed face.

"That idiot of Athoregus, in order to make direct contact with the soul healers in the Esshara region, did not hesitate to let his soul leave his body, I am so ......"

The always elegant Elgos almost burst into foul language on the spot.

The blue dragon is not a green dragon, and it cannot leave the soul for a long time, and after a long time, the soul that leaves the body may not be able to go back.

Fortunately, Elegos went in time, and a few years later, maybe Elgoregus would have played himself to death.

"Forget it, let's not talk about that idiot, it's a shame to talk about it."

Rubbing his cheeks, Elgos handed the last of the pieces of the Scepter of Quicksand to Sarjan.

"All the pieces are in your hands, go to Anaklos, and he will help you reforge the Scepter of Quicksand."

"Remember."

Elgos solemnly warned, "Don't ring the beetle gong, or the seal of the beetle wall will be completely broken." ”

"All you need to do is hold the Scepter of Quicksand to cross the Wall of Beetles, and when you enter Angela, don't fight, and if you find Julian, you can exit immediately." valley

Sarjan nodded solemnly: "I know, but I promised Anaclus that I would try to find the three missing dragon crown princes in Angela. ”

A look of complexity flashed in Elgoth's eyes: "Really...... Do what you can, if you can't find their bodies on the ground......"

"Promise me, don't rush into the Angela Temple, the high-ranking generals of the Qila Zerg are not something you can deal with now."

Does Elgoth want to find Argoth, the Blue Dragon Prince?

Absolutely.

Now that the Blue Dragons are in decline, the most promising of the younger generation, Aregos, has disappeared in the Battle of the Quicksands, and can only regard the goods like Karegos as a star of hope.

The blue dragon who wields the power of arcane is more rational than emotional most of the time.

In Elgoth's opinion, Aregos had been trapped in the lair of the Elder God for nearly a thousand years, and the chances of still surviving were slim to none, and it was not worth risking Saljan's life for an uncertain possibility.

"Huh!"

Elgoth nodded to Remulos and Cyra Moonguard on the side, and casually drew a circle in midair, and the direct portal to the Cavern of Time was so easily formed.

"Let's go, in order to avoid attracting Cthun's attention, this infiltration operation can only be carried out by you unnoticed 'little people'."

"We will closely monitor the situation from afar, and we must not be reckless, and we must save our own lives as the first goal."

"I see."

Saljan was a little unaccustomed to Elgoth's overzealous attitude.

'Does this guy see anything of value in me?' ’

Sarjan suddenly remembered a sentence that Remulus had inadvertently mentioned earlier.

"Your dragon bloodline is very pure, more like a humanoid dragon than a half-blood dragon."

'Humanoid Dragon......'

Sarren had some speculation in his mind, 'Does Elgoth's attitude have anything to do with my unusually high dragon bloodline purity?' ’

How the hell did Mother do that? ’

This is a question that Sarjan wants to know, but Elgos is eager for an answer.

If you want to say who among the five-colored dragons wants to spread out and have a full house of descendants, it is undoubtedly the blue dragon that is close to the edge of extinction.

If the reason for the high purity of the Sarian bloodline can be understood, the blue dragon will be able to give birth to a large number of half-blood dragons through its union with mortals.

The fertility rate of the dragons is indeed low, but what if mixed with mortals with strong fertility rates?

It's about the continuation of the race, and Elgos can't help it.

After saying goodbye to Remulos and Sera Moonguard, Sarjan and Valera crossed the portal and returned to the sandy desert of Tanaris once again.

"Oh? Finally back. ”

The Bronze Dragon Prince Anaklos was lying in front of the Cave of Time, and judging by the thickness of the yellow sand covering his body, it was likely that he hadn't moved since the last time Sarren and the others left.

"Brush!"

The huge Anaclos stood up and shook his body, and the scene suddenly flew with dust, and Salian and Valera hurriedly raised their hands to cover their mouths and noses.

"Put the pieces together and put them in front of me."

Anaklos, who had previously looked decadent, looked extremely serious at this time.

Saljan and Valera patiently pieced together the large and small pieces in order and placed them in front of Anaklos.

"Take a few steps back."

Anaklos took a deep breath, and after confirming that the two of them had retreated to a safe distance, he opened his mouth and let out an earthy yellow dragon's breath.

As if turning back time, the fragments of the Scepter of Quicksand, shrouded in dragon's breath, began to reassemble into one.

After about three minutes, Anaklos stopped breathing.

"Take it, you must take care of it, and you must not let this key fall into the hands of the people of the ancient god forces, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."

Saljan nodded solemnly, holding the quicksand scepter that had floated in mid-air after the reforge was completed.

"Daddy, I'm here to save you."