Misudar, who was wearing a pure priest's robe, nodded slightly to the ignorance and said slowly: "I have owed many people in my humble life like an ant... the Induru you know is one of them. At that time He had given up the mercy of the Holy Light and turned into a warrior holding punishment. They won the final victory in the battle of Stranglethorn Vale! He rode a neighing horse like a king and slowly walked from the grand gate of Stormwind City. , I didn’t know at that time that I would have countless entanglements with him in the future, and countless unwillingnesses! At that time, I was still a Holy Light Priest, and because of my mentor’s relationship, I was pardoned and entered the Royal Palace of Stormwind City. My mentor and I Standing next to the King of Stormwind City, that was the first time I saw him that day, and I saw his high-spirited, handsome and charming look. Like all little girls, I was heartbroken. To outsiders, it seemed like I was with him. It is impossible for two people to intersect, but you are both wrong.... That day, he killed the first person for me.... My mentor-Sara.
I still remember that night, there was unprecedented thunder outside, heavy rain was pouring, and I was being punished by my mentor to kneel down. He was constantly slandering me with extremely despicable words. At that time, I really couldn’t imagine this. How could a person become a priest who believes in the Holy Light? He tortured me with the mental blasts that punished prisoners. I will never forget his ugly face! No one heard my screams. Tears filled my face. Just when I was extremely desperate and wanted to die, he broke into the church and also broke into my life. I never thought that he would come to save me!!
Like all stories, the combination of priest and paladin will never be blessed. In front of the people of Stormwind, our duty is only to guard the Holy Light, and there should be no emotions at all.
Sarah's blood spattered all over the altar, and Induru gently picked me up from the ground and kissed my forehead affectionately. From that day on, I felt that I would never be able to live without this man in my life, but right now The next day...he disappeared. I searched for him frantically, searching every corner and even every tomb. I opened countless graves. I even thought that if he was really dead, even if Let me see him for the last time! But at this time, Stormwind City has become so strange and disgusting. Everyone is touching my nerves that I don’t want others to know, intentionally or unintentionally. A few months later, I was in Pastor Dudrey of Lakeside Town took over the earrings I lost in the church that day... It was from that day on that I turned my back on the so-called Holy Light and embarked on a journey to find the god-level spell - the art of resurrection. A road...a road of no return...a road I will never regret."
After listening to the story, Wuwu looked at her already red eyes, but there was always a knot in his heart. Facing such a woman, Wuwu always had a trace of vigilance in his heart that he could not let go of. He only heard Wuwu say to her: "This is yours." Are you ashamed? Why are you telling me these things? And haven’t you already left with Induru? Why are you still appearing in this crypt now? "
There was a faint wry smile on Misudar's face, and he reached out and handed a huge black dragon horn to Folly. Looking at the thing in her hand, Folly's eyes were full of shock, and he looked up at her in confusion.
"This is the honor of Induru back then, the horn of a black dragon. In fact, what is standing in front of you now is the clone technique of the Burial Priest. The reason why I came here is because I was worried about Indulu and you specifically asked me to use it.
I leave this black dragon horn to you. As for what I said just now... I just want you to know that I will not harm you again."
The foolish man who took the dragon horn showed a wry smile, and said resolutely: "I didn't know what happened between you and Ranzhi back then, but your arrogance in Blackstone Mountain really impressed me. If you really want to repent, you shouldn't come here.
I, you should confess to her."
Misudar looked at the ignorance in front of him with a shocked expression, his lips were trembling constantly, and he said: "Is Ran... referring to it?"
Wu Shi nodded and said: "She did not hesitate to make a contract with you in order to help Hua Yan. You reneged on the contract and took away all her power and even ruined her appearance. Put all this in any
The girl is in pain as if she is dying. I am from the Glory Team, and so is she. Although her treatment methods are close to god-level, without your power, I am afraid she will never be truly happy."
It has been some time since Wuwu joined the Glory Team, and his understanding of Ranzhi has become more and more in-depth. Different from Yan Fen's guardian life, he has a spontaneous sense of responsibility for Ranzhi. Perhaps this is the performance of a team deputy.
Misudar looked at the handsome tall man in front of him, nodded slightly, and said: "I have indeed ignored her these days. After all, I can be regarded as her mentor. When you see her in the future, please help me convey my apology.
, if she wants to get strength, she can come to me at Lakeside Town Church, thank you, inheritor."
"I will."
Wu Shi nodded firmly towards her, and in a blink of an eye, Misudar's smiling figure turned into light again and disappeared.
There was also a smile on the corner of Foolish Mouth's mouth. In a blink of an eye, he turned his gaze to the arena surrounded by huge wooden thorns. Foolish Eyebrows frowned inadvertently. Suddenly, at the other end of the arena,
Suddenly, a goblin in a tattered suit appeared and looked at him with confusion. The goblin's wrinkled face showed surprise when he saw him. He quickly came to the front of him.
"Hello, sir. Are you here to challenge the dragon?"
Wu Shi nodded and asked, "Who are you?"
The goblin smiled cunningly and said, "My name is Paken, and I am the owner of this arena."
"Are you the master of this arena?"
The goblin nodded seriously and said: "Actually, this arena belongs to our Goblin Venture Capital Company. I am just a small manager. This ancient arena has existed for hundreds of years. Every year, people come here to challenge the dragon.
But no one has succeeded. If you can kill the dragon today, sir, our company can give you an additional reward."
Upon hearing this, Wu Shi suddenly became interested and asked: "What reward?"
"We can give you a coupon from the auction house, and you can buy all the items for half the price."
After hearing such benefits, Wu Shi had a thought in his heart and asked: "Why do you do this?"
When the goblin heard the foolish inquiry, he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I've had enough of the work here. Only a few people come to challenge every year, and they are killed by the dragon's claw every time. Our company really doesn't know what to do.
Why are you so crazy? I have to wait here for someone who can kill the dragon to appear. Only when the dragon is killed can I leave this damn ghost place! I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy! Ah~ah~
Ah~!”
Looking at the crazy Paken, Wu Shi smiled and said: "If that's the case, then please let the dragon out. Let me kill this dragon!"
Seeing that Wu Mo agreed, Paken was extremely excited and gave a very gentlemanly one-handed salute to Wu Mo. Then he quickly ran to the center of the arena and said to the empty surroundings like a speech: "Girls and gentlemen,
The Crypt Arena of Azjol-Nerub once again welcomes a human warrior, another master of dragon slaying! Now let’s invite this warrior to appear!”
He stepped onto the arena in ignorance and embarrassment. In an instant, Parken's figure had disappeared. The huge squirming insect egg hanging in the center of the arena suddenly exploded, and an extremely strong dragon shadow covered in green-yellow mucus appeared.
In front of Foolish, a loud roar of dragons resounded throughout the arena.
Looking at the creature in front of him, Foolishly couldn't help but gasped, "Is this thing still a dragon?!!"
