In fact, Vanessa and Brian Bronzebeard are not low in combat power. There are humans and dwarves fighting the ancient gods, but none of them said to go back to help.

Vanessa will not go back even if she is killed, and the old dwarf also has a similar understanding, that is, he cannot go back, and once he goes back, he will really die. He is not afraid of death, but there is still a lot of knowledge and secrets waiting to be discovered by himself, and he does not want to die so worthlessly.

They gathered in the Cenarion Fortress to wait for the news. Everyone was very nervous. Vanessa organized a second line of defense in the fortress. In my memory, the coalition won, but what if they lost? How much can a defense line resist for a while?

This wait is two days.

On the way, she found that she lost two connections with those Anubisath fighters, and lost five connections with the Obsidian Destroyer at a certain moment. There is no doubt that she was dead, or that there was not even a **** left. That kind of thing made her feel bad.

Then she couldn't care less about the loss.

The entire Silithus area seems to be surrounded by an atmosphere of annihilation, the sky is covered with incredible clouds, the ground will erupt magma without warning, hurricanes are raging, yellow sand is flying all over the sky, and rotten things with a foul smell are blowing. Everywhere.

More than one person reported to the commander of the fortress, Miss Vanessa, that they heard some kind of raving in their sleep, but when they listened carefully, they couldn't hear anything clearly.

The remaining twilight believers hiding in Silithus seem to have found their spiritual sustenance. They abandoned all worries and summoned elemental creatures to attack Cenarion Fortress like crazy. Vanessa and Brian Bronzebeard shot back one after another. Three attacks by the Twilight believers managed to stabilize the situation.

Tyrande organized the second meeting between the leaders of the Alliance and the Horde, and the second group of coalition forces is being secretly convened. Once there is a huge change in Silithus, at least the southern border must be defended, and the Qiraji must not be allowed to go north.

Time has entered the third day. At this time, even the giant dragon can't stop the terrifying aura coming from the depths of the ground. This thing is invisible and has no power. It can directly affect the spiritual world, and no one dares to Guaranteed that there is no flaw in my heart, if I am really bewitched and lost my nature, it would be terrible.

The more powerful an individual is, the more flaws in his heart actually are. In many cases, the older the world is, the less courageous he is. The more he knows, the more things he fears. On the contrary, it is the ordinary soldiers, who are a little bit like newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers. .

Both Vanessa and the dragon persisted very hard. The pressure on the depths of the soul made people feel uncomfortable and breathless. The whole Silithus seemed to be stripped from the material world by some kind of force. She couldn't feel the existence of the force of nature.

Just as she was hesitating whether to build a third or fourth line of defense in the rear, Tyrande rushed to Cenarion Fortress.

Once the priestess of Elune arrived at the keep, the great ritual of sacrifice began.

"Great Goddess, please grant me wisdom, please guide my path, and let me see the way forward." Tyrande's sacrifice is extremely sacred, and his pious attitude even moved Vanessa, who has a heart of gold. up.

Ordinarily, this was a night elf's sacrifice. As an outsider, he should go far away at this time.

But as soon as Vanessa issued the sacrifice, the pressure in her heart disappeared.

She showed an ignorant and fearless demeanor, saying that she was not an outsider, and she could see for herself.

Not to mention Brian Bronzebeard, the old dwarf hugged the pillar and would not leave even if he died. I won’t listen to what you say, I just want to watch!

To be honest, Tyrande's priests have nothing to see except for their extremely pious attitude. There is no moonlight falling on the earth, no purple air coming 30,000 miles from the east, which is better than Vanessa's pointing at the sky and flicking old Fording back then. It's far from when it was, that is, Tyrande's face value is higher than hers, her figure is better than hers, and the rest looks mediocre

Does Elune really exist? Does he really care about Azeroth, about his priests?

Vanessa was watching from the sidelines. She carefully looked at the power of the priest Tyrande used. Speaking of which, the night elf priest should also use the holy light, but she didn't see the same thing when she looked left and right. Will admit that this is the Holy Light, and human priests and paladins do not think that their beliefs can be connected with an unknown moon god.

The tauren believe that they can gain power from the sun **** Anshe, so there are tauren paladins who use the holy light.

The source of the holy light is really amazing

From the holy light, she thought of nature and the demigod of the wilderness she was looking for.

She also saw something that she had been ignoring before, belief, belief can really change a pure thing into another according to the wishes of believers, even if the essence is the same, but the external performance will be completely different because of belief .

Humans and naaru give light a new definition, and it becomes holy light. The night elves think it is moonlight, and the tauren think it is sunlight, but the essence is actually light.

The difference in all this is only faith.

"Oh, what are you looking at?" the old dwarf muttered.

I was exploring the basic structure of the world, and I thought about it~lightnovelpub.net~ Now my thoughts are suddenly interrupted by you!

Vanessa reluctantly made a gesture of silence, signaling the old dwarf to stop talking, because he is offering sacrifices! It's already a face-saving thing for you to watch from the sidelines, but you still yell? Have you never been beaten by society?

I don't know what oracle Tyrande heard, anyway, after she finished the sacrifice, she was very energetic and calm, as if the threat of the ancient **** in the distance suddenly disappeared.

Tyrande's sacrifice freed the entire Cenarion Fortress from the mental pressure of the Old God, and Vanessa regained her vitality, staying with the old dwarf to brag when she had free time.

Half a day later, blowing and blowing, she suddenly noticed something strange.

The natural environment of the entire Silithus has been restored! The sky is still cloudy, and the yellow sand is still raging, but nature has sent a signal to the druids, which is a very joyful signal.

Vanessa knew that the coalition forces had won, and the ancient **** C'Thun was beaten back to the sealed land.

"I was holding a shotgun and said to that big guy? Oh! Why are you going? Wait for me, wait for me!" Brian Bronzebeard was still blowing his beard, and suddenly found that Vanessa was flying in the form of a giant eagle. To the south, he stomped his feet in a hurry.

All the druids felt similarly. Those with the ability to fly transformed one after another, followed by the dragons. Even Tyrande rode the hippogryph to the south. As for those who could not fly, they waited in the fortress. Let's go.