Chapter 750 The High Priest’S Instructions

Levin was surprised by Elise's determination.

He could not imagine that this upper elf girl who had lived a carefree aristocratic life not long ago could mature so quickly and show such a firm will when faced with the challenge of being separated from her family.

"Hey..." Levin sighed helplessly, "I don't object to you staying in the military camp, and I am willing to vouch for you, but I really hope you can think it through again.

He reached out his hand and gently rubbed Elise's stubborn hair, his eyes filled with the care of the elders.

"Believe me," he said earnestly, "the war with the Burning Legion will not last long. Maybe everything will be settled before you actually step into the battlefield."

Seeing that Alice's lips were slightly parted, as if she wanted to give an answer immediately, Levin gently put his finger in front of her lips to signal her to calm down.

"Don't rush to give the answer. Impulsive decisions are often regrettable. I will give you half a month to think slowly, to experience the cruelty of the battlefield for yourself, and to understand the enemies you may face in the future. I hope that in the future After half a month, you can give me a clear answer after thinking calmly."

After saying that, he gently patted Elise's slightly unwilling head, with a gentle smile on her face.

"If you still insist on your original intention at that time," he promised, "As long as you are willing, I can ask Tyrande to personally guide you and help you grow. This can also be regarded as a little bit of feedback for our contribution to the Sunstrider family. ”

Alice didn't like Levin's comforting movements like treating a child. She quickly and decisively slapped Levin's hand away with a hint of displeasure on her face.

"Please don't do this to me, I have grown up." She pouted and said, "Besides, there is no need to trouble Ms. Tyrande. My parents have said that the Sun Chaser family voluntarily bears such risks, and we all Everything we do is for the future of the night elves."

After hearing this, Levin couldn't help laughing. He admired Elise's determination and maturity, so he said gently: "Of course I understand your sacrifice and dedication. But this matter is not something you can decide. I have my own discretion."

After saying that, he turned to look at Jarod who was aside, spread his hands, and said in a relaxed and sincere manner: "So, Jarod, what do you think? I am willing to vouch for Ellyse, okay? Let her stay in our military camp temporarily?"

Jarod looked at Levin's serious eyes, then glanced at Ellyse standing aside, shook his head helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "You have already made up your mind, what else can I say? However, I I hope you can tell me more about Miss Sun Chaser later."

"no problem."

"Neltharion?" Levin suddenly mentioned this name after listening to Jarod's sharing of Assaline's internal intelligence.

Jarod nodded and began to explain Malfurion's whereabouts, "The Arch Druid did not appear on the frontal battlefield because he received a signal for help from the High Mountain. He and the eagle demigod Oenha We quickly headed there together with La. "."

He paused and continued: "When they arrived at Highmountain, the Black Dragon King Neltharion was wreaking havoc near his lair. The scene was [simply thrilling]

Levin asked doubtfully: "Neltharion has committed such a big crime before, how can he dare to return to his lair so arrogantly? Isn't he afraid of the siege of the dragon army?"

"This is indeed difficult to understand, but it is the truth." Jarod sighed helplessly, "You experienced it yourself at the beginning. The four guardian dragons absorbed too much power from the dragon soul. Now they are all in a state of weakness, especially the blue dragon king Malygos. He was seriously injured before, because the injury was caused by the dragon soul, so the injury has not recovered yet.

He glanced at Levin and continued: "Not to mention, even if the four guardian dragons join forces in a healthy state, it will be difficult to defeat Nesario who holds the artifact in his hand. This may be why he has such long confidence."

Jarod concluded: "In short, in order to deal with Neltharion's crazy destruction, the tauren have to temporarily withdraw part of the troops that have been sent, and this will seriously reduce our strength on the frontal battlefield, so the Archdruid just Will volunteer to go to Highmountain. We don't know if Malfurion can find a way to lure the mad dragon away, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

"That's it." Levin whispered to himself, a glimmer of understanding flashing in his eyes.

Based on the current development of events and the information he learned, the reason for Neltharion's madness gradually became clear in his mind.

He pondered for a moment and then spoke slowly: "The four guardian dragons fell into weakness due to their weakened power, while Neltharion suffered from the sequelae due to excessive use of the dragon soul. These two situations restrained each other, making The two sides, who were originally incompatible with each other, have now fallen into a strange calm."

"This calm is only temporary," he continued to think, "once Neltharion solves the problem of sequelae, or the power of the four guardian dragons is restored, this balance will be broken, and as long as the Dragon Soul In Neltharion's hands, the Aspect Dragon will definitely suffer. We must be prepared to avoid this happening."

While Levin was thinking about how to deal with the threat of Deathwing, Tyrande was sitting in front of High Priest Dejana's bed, silently casting healing spells.

The staff in the priestess's hand waved gently, releasing a soft light. She kept calling for the blessing of the moon god in her heart, trying to bring a glimmer of life to the high priest.

Due to the urgent war situation, Maiev, the leader of the battle priests, has led the elite members of the sisterhood to the front line to participate in the battle with the demons. In the camp, only some non-combatants remained, and they stayed at their posts to provide treatment for the wounded who had been evacuated to the rear.

High Priest Dejana's face was pale and she was lying on the bed. She looked at Tyrande's nervous and focused expression, and she couldn't help but feel a warm current in her heart.

"Tylande, you don't have to waste mana on me anymore." Dejana said with a smile, her voice weak but full of love. "Many sisters have tried to treat me, and even the Arch Druid of Stormrage has been here several times. I tried to use Druid methods to extend my life several times, but to no avail."

"Xxxa..."

When Tyrande heard this, she felt sad in her heart. Looking at her mentor's weakening body, she felt a sense of powerlessness in her heart like a tide. She clenched her fists unconsciously, "with a firm light shining in her eyes.

"High Priest, I will definitely find a way to save you!" Tyrande's voice was choked with sobs.

"Raise your head, child." Dejana gently patted Tyrande's hands on the bedside and said softly: "Life and death are destiny, wealth is in heaven. Maybe this is my destiny, it is the goddess who cares about me. It’s a punishment for my indecisive character in the past. You don’t have to blame yourself too much, I have accepted this reality.”

Sitting on the soft pillow, Dejana looked particularly calm and calm. Although her illness cannot be concealed, her refined temperament, which has become very rare in recent years, is still clearly revealed.

||Tylande, I have arranged everything that needs to be explained. "Dejana's voice was low but full of power, "After this war is over, you will succeed me and become the new high priest of the sisterhood. "

The frustrated Tyrande raised his head in shock when he heard this, his eyes full of disbelief, "Me? Is this too fast? I don't have any experience yet, maybe..."

Dejana smiled softly and waved her hand, interrupting her, "Experience can be accumulated slowly. Who doesn't start this kind of thing from scratch? And with Elune's oracle as a Guaranteed, your succession is justifiable."

"But..." Tyrande still seemed a little hesitant.

"I know what you are worried about. Are you worried about Maiev's reaction?" After putting everything aside, Dejana saw everything in the world more clearly than before. Her clear eyes looked at Tyrande, her face still unchanged. With a gentle smile, "Don't worry, as I said before, everything that needs to be explained has been clearly explained. I have also anticipated the possible objections within the sisterhood in the future and have been prepared for it.

Dejana held Tyrande's right hand tightly, her expression became serious and firm, and her weak strength slightly increased, conveying her determination.

"Sisters of Elune, I will leave it to you from now on." She said in a deep voice, "Maiev may be dissatisfied in a short period of time, but I firmly believe that she will put the overall situation first and will eventually understand and Accept this decision."

Tyrande opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but when she saw (Li Hao) Dejana's face as pale as paper, the words in her heart finally turned into a sigh.

"I understand," Tyrande nodded solemnly, "I will do my best to let the Sisters of Elune continue to grow and live up to your expectations.

After hearing this, Dejana showed a happy smile on her face, "That's good, then I'll feel relieved."

She said, trying to sit up straight, but exhaustion made her lean back again. Her eyes gradually became heavy due to exhaustion, and it seemed that they might close at any time.

However, just before she fell into a deep sleep, Dejana suddenly cheered up and took off a string of crystal clear pendants from her neck. It exuded a faint light as if it contained mysterious power.

"This is the artifact I mentioned to you before - the Tears of Elune." She carefully handed the pendant into Tyrande's hands, "As the high priest, I admit that I am not good enough. I failed to fulfill my duty as Elune's spokesperson to persuade Queen Azshara, and my personal abilities were mediocre."

Dejana's eyes began to struggle, but she still insisted on finishing her last sentence: "The power of Elune's Tears is extremely powerful, but if the user is not strong enough, the backlash it will bring is also extremely serious. I This is a living example." Her eyes finally closed slowly, "I believe you can do better than me..."