"Yes, I will tell Tyrande about Syndra's past, and she will accept us." He repeated this sentence countless times. In his mouth, this is not a difficult task. But the actual situation is very clear to him, he has no certainty at all, Tyrande probably won't execute them group of high elves, but the probability of avoiding them is very high.

But he is really at a loss now, let's take one step at a time.

The group trekked hard and walked in the forest for two days.

Gnolls, black bears, and ogres are their enemies. They save their magic power, but the team members are still getting more and more tired.

Mental pressure, physical difficulties, they are about to be unable to hold on.

"I'm going to find Shandris Yuyue, she is the adopted daughter of Tyrande, she can definitely help us!" Modante Yongying said to the tribe.

Just as he was about to go on the road alone to find reinforcements, a burst of obscure energy fluctuations suddenly appeared within his perception range. What is it? A group of elf mages also looked around vigilantly, and they felt as if a moving source of magic power was approaching them.

"Over there!" An upper elf pointed to the side sky, and they all looked up, just in time to see a strange creature with wings, four legs, and a humanoid torso.

The most important thing is that this thing has a huge and surging magic power.

Several highborne elves who couldn't stand the magic addiction in their bodies turned their palms and pointed at the strange creation in the sky, ready to absorb the magic energy in this guy's body.

"Don't!" Modant Yongying only had time to yell, and the next second, the only magic power in the bodies of several mages began to flow back. They were sucked instead of absorbing magic. In two seconds, their hair began to wither, and their bodies weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye. At most five seconds, they could be sucked dry.

"Moam, stop!" A slightly clearer voice sounded, and the strange creation in the sky no longer absorbed the magic power of these poor mages, and fell to the ground along with a gust of wind.

Vanessa also landed gently with it, looking straight at the high elves.

The forest in Feralas was too big, and she had to spend a lot of effort to find this small team of less than a hundred people.

She looked at this group of refugees-like high-level elves from left to right. They were indeed downcast, but their strength was good. It may be that they had left the source of magic power they were used to, and their magic power level had dropped somewhat. From high level to high level, Vanessa didn't feel much threat. It seems that there are no legendary mages.

However, the mage profession has always had a fine tradition of leapfrogging and challenging. She has lived for 10,000 years, and she will not underestimate the strength of these elves.

"Hi!" she greeted in a friendly way.

In the end, no one paid any attention to her.

She could only strike up a conversation forcibly: "Actually, it's useless for you to go to Shandris Yuyue. The traditions of thousands of years are not so easy to change. Even if you begged in the past, the best result is to be regarded as an alternative. You are willing to endure that kind of stare." ?"

Vanessa's elven language has improved a lot, but it's still a little unnatural, and there are differences between ancient elven language and modern elven language. Fortunately, these words are not complicated, and these high-level elves can understand them.

Modant Yongying and several companions exchanged glances, and then asked cautiously: "Who are you? Or what species are you?"

The personalities of these upper elves are actually not bad. After being severely beaten by reality, they didn't show the kind of eyes that high-level beings look at low-level beings at this time.

Vanessa pointed at herself: "Me? I am a human being, and human beings are the descendants of the ancient Vrykul, the sons of giants, the descendants of steel, about 15,000 years ago, the era of King Ymiron"

She rambled about and mentioned Ymiron, the king of the Vrykul. These high-level elves nodded, and they agreed a little bit. At any rate, they were from the same era, although in their era, the elves named Kaldorei had already It ruled 80% of the entire Azeroth area, but there are still some alien races in the corners. They think that King Ymiron is one of the alien races at that time.

Modante Yongying's words were cautious: "Then Son of Steel, what do you want from us?"

Vanessa told the truth: "I'm going to hire you guys to do things for me."

The faces of the Highborne elves became serious. They felt that their dignity had been offended. Except for Queen Azshara, no one could be above the heads of the Highborne.

"Human, I'm afraid you can't afford this price!" A tall high-level elf scolded angrily.

Vanessa pointed to Moam beside her, and the high elves were silent. What does this mean?

Someone tried to ask: "You want to give this thing to us?"

"Haha!" Vanessa smiled and waved her hand: "This is a Titan creation. I heard that you are all Queen Azshara's court advisors? Then you should know the value of this thing. According to my calculations, it absorbs the magic power in seven days It is enough for one hundred and eighty of you to use for a month, and it can continue to be absorbed continuously, do you understand what this means? Can you afford the price? Huh?"

The eyes of several Highborne elves flickered~lightnovelpub.net~ They looked at each other, and they all saw the meaning of their companions, why don't we grab one?

Modante Yongying stopped several young mages with his eyes, do you have any brains? If you come here so swaggeringly, you won't be afraid of using force. Can't you figure this out?

"Moam can effectively solve your magic addiction problem. This is the reward. You need to serve me for a hundred years. I think this condition is very suitable. There are very few jobs on my side. You can continue to use magic. Take this opportunity to take a look at the situation, use this buffer period to communicate with the night elves, don't go to Darnassus so recklessly to embarrass yourself, do you think I'm right? General Shandris Feather Moon?" Vanessa Look to the side of the woods.

Seven night elves came out quietly.

They wore close-fitting battle armor and held moon blades. The night elf headed by them was slender and agile, like a cheetah ready to go.

"When did His Royal Highness Menethil discover us?"

"Haha, I actually didn't discover it, it was Moam. It is very sensitive to the energy around it." Vanessa smiled and changed the topic. Moam found out that these night elves were not fake. Found.

Shandris Yuyue looked at the group of high elves: "Mages, I am Shandris Yuyue. If you want, I can **** you to Darnassus."