Chapter 888 Tyrande’s Trance

"Ah!" Tyrande exclaimed softly, and the dreams that had been interrupted countless times were finally connected after seeing the image of Archimonde.

Tyrande's body shook violently, and a trance ensued in his mind.

die!

Violence!

flame!

destroy--

destroy--

The horror that was full of cruelty seemed to have spanned tens of thousands of years and traveled through ancient time and space. This mysterious force seemed to tear her in the dream into countless pieces and then scatter them throughout the entire Mount Hyjal. superior.

Her soul felt waves of continuous tearing pain.

In the midst of this terrible chaos, she seemed to hear a familiar voice.

"Tyrand - it's okay - wake up - Tyrande - you must fulfill your duty to protect the world!"

This was not the soft female voice of Elune, the goddess of the moon, nor the deep and gentle male voice of Cenarius. She vaguely recognized this young male voice. This was a voice that she relied on subconsciously. Just like a drowning person in the vast ocean relies on that little piece of driftwood.

Tyrande felt that there was a guidance from the goddess of fate, leading her in the right direction.

With the passage of time, or those few calls, the pain caused to her by the Burning Legion in the dream was relieved, and she felt that she was exhausted. No, this is not physical fatigue, this is fatigue on the soul level.

The body seems to want to continue drifting in the dream world, and the soul no longer needs to return to the body. But if she did this, she might die, so she had to endure it.

Slowly she could feel her breathing. As the pain in her soul slowly diminished, the voice of the Moon Goddess became clearer. She vaguely heard the prayers of the priestesses that echoed all year round in the temple. Tyrande It felt like I was back to my physical state again.

Her soul rushed through a layer of mist...

After the scene in front of her was distorted for a while, her consciousness returned to her eyes again.

She immediately realized that from the moment she saw the image of Archimonde, which stimulated the fusion of dreams buried in her heart, to the moment she almost lost her balance and was about to fall, to the moment the guards behind her nervously pounced on them, the two Wanting to help her, the two of them glared at Luo Ning. Only a second passed before and after so many things happened.

"Wait! It has nothing to do with the messenger!" Tyrande hurriedly stopped the guard's possible rude behavior.

"Lord Whisperwind..." a priestess asked with a nervous look on her face.

Tyrande waved his hand: "No, I'm fine. It's just that these alliance envoys finally brought evidence that the Burning Legion completely invaded Azeroth. It was connected to the nightmare I had been having a while ago, and it shocked me. the spirit of."

The priestess understood immediately.

As a chosen one of the goddess Elune, Tyrande can easily see through illusions. If what Luo Ning brought was fabricated, then what awaited Luo Ning must be the anger of the entire night elves.

The image of Archimonde destroying Dalaran is naturally a fragment intercepted by Duke when he called Antonidas's mage tower, and there is no doubt about its authenticity.

Then things are much simpler.

Tyrande straightened up and bowed deeply to Ronin and others: "Thank you for traveling thousands of miles to bring this important news to the night elves that may be related to the life and death of all intelligent creatures in the world. I urgently need to get Elune now. Please give the envoys a day's rest. Tomorrow I will lead the senior members of the Night Elf clan to formally receive you. Please wait patiently."

"This is no problem." Luo Ning was delighted.

After saying that, Tyrande hurriedly told his deputy to entertain Ronin well, and then went straight to the depths of the Temple of Elune.

In the prayer hall dedicated to the high priest, Tyrande gently took off all his clothes, stepped into the crystal pool with the statue of the goddess Elune, and let the holy water pouring from the bottle in the statue's hand wet his whole body. Let yourself enter a state of forgetfulness about things and myself, and start communicating with the goddess.

After being taken by a priestess to a house in Mount Hyjal that should be regarded as a state guesthouse, Luo Ning and his party finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s not an easy journey.

Because it was still early, Theramore had not yet been formed when they came, and there was no magic portal, so they had to take a boat across the endless sea.

The fleet across the sea was not large, with only seven ships, which attracted the gaze of a medium-sized Naga clan.

They fought against naga, killed fishmen, and even fought a giant octopus with tentacles more than ten meters long.

After arriving at Theramore for supplies, the journey was okay. However, after Isa entered the mainland, he almost had to fight all the way. I don’t know how many Nagas and humanoid demons called Satyrs were killed along the way.

After heading west from Azshara into Ashenvale, they were once again ambushed by as many as 200 night elves. Fortunately, they barely knew the night elf language and escaped.

You know, when the first arrow was fired, Luo Ning and his party did not expect the direction of the arrow at all. Although it was a warning arrow, they didn't react in horror until Luo Ning's protective magic shield was blown away.

Fortunately, it was a false alarm.

In the state guesthouse full of purple and green tones, Luo Ning stared at the green outside the window from the balcony on the second floor, and couldn't help but said: "It's really peaceful. I really hope this peace can last forever, but it's a pity that we are here Reporting bad news."

Lilas raised her head slightly, then immediately lowered her head and immersed herself in her work. She was using the ranger's special juice to maintain her bowstring.

Liadrin not far away is similar. Originally, the blood elf paladin leader couldn't get away, but considering that Mount Hyjal was fighting against the Scourge and demonic forces, Duke still sent her to serve as an outpost.

Only Bridget Abidis responded to Ronin.

"Without our struggle, there will be no peace for our descendants. My father has always told me this." Bridget subconsciously pulled her slightly longer hair together.

Luo Ning was a little surprised: "Oh, I didn't expect you to have plans to have children."

Bridget's face turned red, and then she became a little sullen: "Don't look at me like this, but I have a more feminine nickname - Bridget. And my father has long ordered me to give up my name before I turn twenty-five." I must get married and have children, and only after I have children will I be allowed to join the army again."

Luo Ning was speechless.

Unexpectedly, General Abbendis had such a fatherly side.

They were chatting, but they didn't know that at the same moment, Tyrande Whisperwind, who had finished praying to the goddess Elune, met with the 'Prophet' Medivh in the side hall.