(depressed, the chapter will be repeated. This chapter has been changed. You can have a look.)
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Northwest of the karazan mountains, about 200 kilometers from Murphy''s territory.
It''s on the other side of the mountain. If you continue to go northwest, you will reach the territory of the descendants of the giant. It is a cold area to the north of the mainland, where the descendants of the giant, who were once the masters of the world, are living in decline. And the orc tribe, which existed as slaves of the descendants of giants, has now gone out of their hands.
Now the orcs who have successfully tamed the behemoth have even defeated the powerful descendants of the behemoth on the frontal battlefield for the first time.
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The moon is shining on the mountains. A slim figure sits on the edge of a cliff hundreds of meters high and sings in a low voice with the high elves.
It''s an old hymn, praising the beauty and purity of the moon.
This melodious song with direct power to the depths of the soul, as if through some magic in general reverberated between the cliffs. For a time, the whole mountain was quiet and serene, even the sound of insects and birds became cheerful.
The slender figure sat on the edge of the cliff and sang softly. When the moonlight fell on her, there was a little bit of crystal white light.
Very peaceful, very quiet, just that lonely back a little cold.
"Taranyali, why did the white dragon move here. And choose to build a nest here? " Rose Tyrande, the Moonwalker who saved Murphy from Hurricane karazan''s pterosaur, asked after a little black cat nestled around her with her finger.
Her ten fingers are slender and slender, slightly transparent under the moonlight, but they also reflect a faint luster.
The hand of the traveler under the moon is their most terrible weapon.
"Meow, meow, meow, meow..." Curled up next to the walker, the little black cat lazily opened her eyes. A pair of green eyes were as beautiful as emeralds. She pushed her way to rose Tyrande''s side and gave a few confused cat calls.
When!
Rose Tyrande flicked her fingers on the little black cat''s forehead, frowned and said, "speak elvish."
"Well, how can I know why the white dragon chose to nest here! Maybe his head was damaged by something! " The little black cat let out a cry of pain, covered her head with her little paw, and said in a pathetic way.
"Alas Rose Tyrande the Moonwalker sighed.
She stroked the little black cat''s head with her fingers, then held it in her arms.
"Meow." The little black cat gave a comfortable sound and closed her eyes slowly.
Looking at the little black cat in her arms, her sister, rose Tyrande''s eyes could not help showing a touch of sadness
In her memory, her taranyali phantom is so proud, because she is the most gifted wild Druid since the second era! She is so beautiful and pure, just like the spring in the moon well! She learned Druid magic from the heart of the earth, the most powerful Druid thorn.
She may even be the next great Druid successor!
But now everything has changed. Since her attempt to repair the lost Druid transfiguration failed, taranyali phantom, her only sister known as genius, has been trapped in the cheetah''s body.
yes.
Inside the cheetah.
It''s been more than 30 years.
She has been wandering in the wilderness of this continent for more than 30 years.
She has been trying to find the remains of druids from the first era to find a way to turn her sister back into a human being.
But all these years, nothing!
Since the seeds of the second tree of life were planted, the ancient elves who survived in the first era fell into a long sleep in the emerald dream. Although she is one of the high elves who are second only to her majesty, rose Tyrande can''t wake up the sleeping ancient elves just because her sister needs help.
Her only way is to find the relics buried in the last era.
Hope to find the lost Druid transfiguration inheritance, so that her sister can get rid of the bondage of this body!
Thirty years.
It''s a short time for the high elves whose life is close to the dragon.
But these 30 years, for Rose - Tyrande, it is the most painful period of time. Taranyali phantom, her sister, her only relative, and her sister, who she has always been proud of, is bound inside the cheetah''s body.
Bit by bit.
Her pride had been erased, and she even changed the color of her pupils in order to escape all this.
yes.
As one of the high elves, her sister taranyali also has silver eyes, which means that they inherit the blood of Elune.
She should have been the most dazzling pearl!
It''s the hope of reviving the Druid road!
But now, she is sad and desperate, in order to escape reality, she even disguised herself as a kitten.
Disguised as a pet beside him.
Thirty years.
Little by little, I watched my sister become more and more like a cat.
Rose - the pain in Tyrande''s heart, who can understand?
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The cold wind howled.
December''s winter is the coldest time.
Rose - Tyrande will cover the Cape in the arms of the little black cat, as a powerful high elves under the moon, she is not afraid of the cold, and even do not need sleep. Her body has been integrated with nature, and the moon and wandering elements are her source of strength. She doesn''t even need food if it''s not a habit she keeps for a long time.
But her sister couldn''t.
Bound in the body of the cheetah, her powerful power as a high elf disappears. She needs to relearn magic and learn how to release Druids with the body of a cheetah.
The light of the morning fell on rose Tyrande.
She took off her cloak and spread it on the ground. Then she put her sleeping little black cat on it.
After losing her ability, she needs food. Rose Tyrande needs to find some suitable food for her sister because she doesn''t like fruit any more.
In the morning.
The sunlight raised the temperature of the air a few minutes.
Some animals come out for food because of hunger in the cold winter and move around. At this time, the animals seem to feel something terrible and run in panic!
"There''s a shock of elements over there!"
"What creatures are fighting there!" Rose Tyrande''s face changed slightly. She grabbed the little black cat, who was eating breakfast slowly, and put it on her thin shoulder. Then she bowed and leaped. Her slim figure rose up in the air and glided tens of meters as if lifted by the breeze.
The tip of her foot fell gently in the snow. Rose Tyrande closed her eyes and listened for a moment. Suddenly she opened her eyes. There was a flash of light in her silver pupil. She shot like a cheetah and rushed to the place where the elements were shaking!
"It''s chimera!" Rose - the delicate face of the traveler under the moon was solemn. She said in a deep voice: "Elune, the God of the moon, has an Oracle
"She''s calling us back."
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Chimera is a monster with lion''s head, sheep''s body and snake''s tail in Greek mythology. It has one or two heads and can spit out fire, ice, lightning, strong acid and other energy according to its blood. They are the allies of the elves. They are a kind of powerful creatures similar to the dragon, but without the blood of the dragon! Chimera appeared in the first era. It was one of the creatures that the ancient elves domesticated and granted the responsibility of guarding the tree of life.
An adult double headed chimera is very powerful!
They can even choose an adult pure blood dragon!
However, these creatures rarely leave the tree of life, and only appear when they are very important.
The elves, strictly speaking, have only one spirit.
That''s the goddess of life.
Just like the ancestor worship of human beings, the elves only worship the tree of life, which is their origin and end.
It''s the resting place of their souls.
Unlike other gods, the goddess of life has no name. She has existed since the birth of ancient elves, even longer than the age of Titans and giants.
Because, she is the incarnation of the world tree.
In ancient times, the Elves were almost demigods, and their only belief was the goddess of life.
This kind of belief is like the worship of heaven in China.
God has no specific incarnation, but God is the biggest!
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There is only one God in the world, Milun, who was in charge of the mission of moon god at the end of the first era.
It''s also the only ancient spirit who didn''t fall asleep.
Now the existence of the called high elves in this land is the inheritance of her blood.
The hallmark is the silvery pupil.
Pure blood elves are peaceful creatures, and they have always been as neutral as ancient elves.
They seldom take part in world wars. It is more meaningful for them to mend the wounds of nature and make the earth full of vitality.
From the first era.
Many of the material planes of the wilderness began to glow with vitality after the ancient elves planted the tree of life.
Contrast the Titan born in the void.
Ancient Elves were more like guardians of the world.