Chapter 651 Breaking Through The Defense Line

Just after they reached the foot of the mountain, as expected, they were blocked by several moon guards wearing enchanted light armor. The staffs in their hands flashed with cold light, and they were obviously ready to attack at any time.

"stop!"

The leader of the team shouted sharply, his eyes looking back and forth between Levin and Tyrande.

"Who are you? Why are you here in Lasalle Raza?"

Levin frowned slightly, but said nothing. His character was that of a country bumpkin from the border. He didn't have much experience in negotiating with the upper elves, so he didn't speak. Tyrande took the initiative to step forward and talk to the other party as a civilian.

"Dear Moon Guard," Tyrande said in a humble and pious tone, "We are pilgrims from the forest of Ashenvale in the south, traveling long distances just to be able to pray to the great goddess Elune in the Great Temple for next year. It can keep the weather smooth and protect our home from disasters."

After hearing Tyrande's words, the team leader raised his eyebrows slightly, and a look of confusion and disdain flashed in his eyes.

He looked up and down at Levin and Tyrande, as if judging the authenticity of their words.

"Ashevale Forest? Pray?" the team leader repeated, with a hint of playfulness in his tone, "Huh, although I personally don't think prayer can have any substantial help to the current situation, but... Oh, since you are so pious, let me let you pass."

He waved his hand to signal the Moon Guards to get out of the way.

However, his eyes and the sarcastic smiles on the guards' faces revealed their contempt for Levin and Tyrande.

One of the Moon Guards slowly walked aside, raised the staff in his hand and waved it back slightly.

As a blue arcane light flashed, a winding mountain road slowly unfolded in front of 243's eyes. It spiraled upwards and led directly to the population of the mountaintop city.

The team leader turned around and walked towards Levin, gently pressed his back with the tail of his staff, with a hint of impatience in his tone: "Let's go, let's go! Don't expect us to launch the teleportation array for you two civilians, just climb this mountain road honestly." .”

Levin looked up helplessly and saw that although the mountain road was wide and flat enough for four carriages to pass side by side, it was also dauntingly winding.

According to the intelligence previously provided by Tyrande, this mountain road was originally a passage for caravans and large-scale armies to enter and exit [ordinary people can directly reach the Temple Square of the Unleashed Throne through the teleportation array.

However, now, they obviously do not have such treatment.

"You!" Tyrande was furious, ready to rush towards the group of mocking Moon Guards, but Levin grabbed her wrist tightly.

"Wait, Tyrande."

Levin's deep voice suddenly reached Tyrande's angry heart. He shook his head slightly, leaned over her long purple ears and whispered: "Don't be impulsive, our mission is the most important."

Levin's breath gently blew against Tyrande's ears, causing her to tremble involuntarily.

She turned her head and met Levin's deep gaze, and the anger in her heart gradually calmed down. Thinking of the scene when Levin gently braided her hair, a faint blush appeared on her face, like dewdrops on violet petals.

"Huh, okay, I'll listen to you." Tyrande took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Watching the two people obediently begin to climb the winding mountain road, the faces of the moon guards showed a sense of triumph. They gathered together to whisper, and occasionally burst into piercing laughter.

"Look, these commoners are really self-aware. They know that they are not worthy to be compared with our noble high elves, so they can only climb the mountain road obediently."

"That's right! Lord God Envoy will definitely lead us to rebuild the glory of the Dark Night Empire and let these mud-legged people understand their own insignificance and humbleness.

Tyrande clenched her hands, her knuckles turning white with rage. Anger flashed in her eyes, as if it would burst out at any moment.

If Levin hadn't been holding her hand tightly, giving her strength and comfort, the night elf girl might not have been able to endure the provocation of those moon guards.

"These upper-class bastards!" she said through gritted teeth, "Since the invasion of demons, their arrogant nature has become even worse. I didn't expect that even the Moon Guards who used to hold their own identities would become like this!"

Levin turned his head and glanced at the chattering Moon Guards behind him, and a contemptuous smile flashed across his face.

“Let’s let them be happy for a while now,” Levin whispered, “I hope they can still figure it out when they know the true purpose of the so-called God’s Messenger.

Levin has never been one to retaliate with kindness. He clearly knows his goals and mission, and he has always taken revenge on those who have offended him. But he also knows that he must remain sober and calm in the face of important matters.

In front of the Moon Guard, he winked at Tyrande, and the Moon Priestess nodded.

"Whoosh!" Tyrande suddenly let out a series of crisp and sharp whistles, echoing in the silent mountain forest.

This unique whistle is the secret signal between her and her hippogryph. The hippogryph hiding in the nearby dense woods, upon hearing its owner's call, immediately fluttered its wings energetically.

Its strong wings flapped powerfully, setting off a burst of violent airflow, and quickly flew towards the mountain road.

The sudden appearance of the hippogryph broke the surrounding tranquility and alerted the Moon Guards who originally looked down upon Levin and Tyrande. They looked at the huge flying creature with vigilance, subconsciously clenching the weapons in their hands, and their bodies also took a defensive posture, ready to deal with possible conflicts at any time.

However, Levin and Tyrande ignored them and climbed onto the hippogryph's back one after another.

"I won't bother you all to see you off, and continue to stand guard, fellow watchdogs."

These words were like a match, instantly igniting the anger in the hearts of the Moon Guards.

Their eyes became fierce and angry, as if they were eating Levin and Tyrande alive. However, they could only watch helplessly as the hippogryph took the two of them into the sky and flew towards the distant Lasallaza.

"Huh~huh~" Levin hummed happily, his eyes full of expectation and curiosity, looking at the approaching Lasalle Raza.

Tyrande also turned her head to look at the Moon Guards that were getting smaller and smaller, with a subtle hint of joy on her face.

This was the first time she had treated the Highborne in this way, and this new experience made her feel both excited and a little uneasy.

In the past few years, Tyrande has been living as a civilian. The education she received since childhood told her that she should treat the upper elves with awe and respect. However, today she made some rude actions, which made her heart full of contradictions.

When she saw the angry and helpless expressions of those moon guards, an inexplicable joy surged in her heart.

"How are you? Are you feeling better?" Levin sat behind Tyrande and whispered into her ear.

"Yes...a little." Tyrande replied softly, her ears slightly red and her voice trembling. He whispered, "But isn't this a bit... excessive?!

"This is how you should treat such upper-class elves, without mercy!" Levin said fiercely.

Tyrande frowned slightly when she heard this. She seemed to be still struggling with her past.

"I have never been like this before," she said frankly. "In the past, these high-level elves were the people who could directly determine our destiny. I was always cautious in front of them, for fear of saying the wrong thing or doing the wrong thing. "

She turned to Levin, her eyes full of curiosity and exploration: "Levin, you are really different. I always feel that your attitude towards the upper elves is completely different from everyone else I have met. They don't seem to be attracted by you at all. Take it seriously.

The high elves have ruled the night elves for so many years, and the status gap between them has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the night elves. For the average night elf

The emotions towards these upper elves are very complex: either in awe like gods, or disgusted like hatred, or extremely conceited and want to surpass them, or extremely inferior and think that they can never reach them.

In short, it is difficult for them to look at these upper elves with a normal heart.

Tyrande is no exception. Although she has grown into a brave and independent woman, her past experiences still leave a deep mark on her heart. She used to be full of awe and admiration for those high-level elves, but now, although she began to try to challenge their authority, she still felt a little uneasy deep in her heart.

If it weren't for the deep imprint of the past, when Tyrande won the War of the Ancients in the original book and became the actual ruler of the night elves, she might not have had such an extreme attitude towards those who had fought alongside them and jointly opposed Azshara. The Queen's Highborne.

The determination that almost forced them all away was actually a manifestation of her sensitivity to the gap in power and status. Although Tyrande's strength and wisdom were growing day by day, she still had difficulty getting rid of the past when facing the upper elves. shadow.

"Hmm? Is there any?"

Levin was slightly stunned, realizing that he had inadvertently revealed details that were not consistent with the night elves. The keen Tyrande also caught this subtle disharmony almost immediately, but she was too young and did not realize the problem.

Levin quickly adjusted his words and tried to find a reasonable explanation for his unusualness.

"Maybe it's because I was born on the border and haven't had much experience with these arrogant guys, so I can stay calm." He shrugged and said easily, "I haven't experienced the constraints and rules of you city people. , so his behavior may be more unrestrained."

In order to further enhance his persuasiveness, Levin added: "Moreover, I have traveled far and wide and met trolls, tauren, pandaren and other races. For me, the so-called 'greatness' of the highborne is not I take it seriously."

Hearing this, Tyrande couldn't help but look envious.

"It would be nice," she whispered, "if only I could travel around the world like you.

"There will be this opportunity." Levin nodded.

He was about to say, just wait until the war is over, but considering that saying this would be setting a flag [he ultimately did not say anything further. .