Shandis already knew that her current situation was very bad.
Her consciousness was trapped, tied to a dead tree.
The respected lady has long since disappeared, and those images of the past have long since disappeared.
She knew that she had been deceived and that evil forces were attacking her.
She kept praying to Elune, praying that the goddess could save her in this moment of trouble.
"I am on high in the sky, love my Elune! You are the highest true God in the sky! Thank you and praise you. Because of your power and love, and by your will, I have gone through such a difficult time in the mortal world.
for many years."
"Dear Moon God, I would like to be with you, I would like to be of the same mind and walk with you, and I would also like to have full joy, a healthy body, mind and soul in front of you, and be your lamb..."
"Elune, I thank you. You are my strength and my help. You can turn my weakness into strength. You can make me strong wherever I am weak."
"Elune..."
"..."
The voice of General Sentinel's prayers never stopped, but it could not prevent her from falling.
In the darkness, she saw herself falling continuously.
Bound by the big dead tree, he kept falling toward a purple dead city below.
The city was unfathomable, as if it were in the deepest abyss. Just its hazy shadow made Shandris feel cold all over.
She doesn't want to go to that purple city.
Elune never answered her prayers, and Shandris was not angry.
She knew that the goddess had not abandoned her, but her prayer channel to the goddess was cut off, and the dormant goddess could not hear her voice.
This has happened twice in the past.
One time was during the War of the Ancients.
At that time, Shandris was still a trainee priest, and she officially participated in the battle for the first time.
The demon lords joined forces to cast spells, covering the sky and the surrounding areas. The prayers of the druids and priests were ineffective, and their passage was cut off.
In the end, it was the Kaldorei warriors who sacrificed their lives and used their lives to break the magic, allowing the priests and druids to cast spells again and turning the tide of the war.
The other time was the Battle of Quicksand a thousand years ago.
During the counterattack led by the dragon, Shandris led heroic sentries and warriors deep into the underground empire of the Qiraji Empire.
In a huge secret chamber, arcana and all other energies, including the channels for prayers from superior beings, were twisted and cut off by the terrifying unspeakable monster in the secret chamber.
Later, under the cover of the giant dragons, he exited the secret room in a thrilling way.
Only Shandris knew.
That's the sealed chamber.
There is an ancient evildoer sealed in that secret chamber, and it was he who caused the situation in Silithus.
This time is the third time.
The channel of communication between her and the goddess was cut off.
The first time, it was the Kaldorei warriors who risked their lives in battle to reopen the passage.
The second time, it was the dragons' desperate fight that allowed the Kaldorei to withdraw from the Insect Empire.
The third time, who will it be the third time?
Shandris did not despair.
She prayed constantly.
Elune may not be able to hear, but she has plans for everything.
High-level priests have always believed and trusted Him so firmly.
She prayed loudly.
The closer we get to the purple city, the louder the prayers become.
So that in the end, the entire dark space was echoing with her huge and powerful prayer.
So much so that some beings in the dark space began to get fed up with her:
"Your faith is worthless."
"Your gods are weak."
"Your future is nothing but dark dreams."
"You belong to the great void! Tremble before the power of the void!"
"Embrace the void! I will let you gain the light of truth and the end!"
"Embrace us! You will be completely reborn..."
"..."
Shandris ignored the sudden voice in the void and continued to pray loudly to Elune.
Even if Elune didn't respond.
She knew that she had to firm her faith at this moment. Regardless of whether He responded or not, she could not give up her faith.
Once it becomes loose.
She knew clearly that she would merge into this boundless darkness and never look back.
This situation continued until.
Suddenly, an angry voice came from the void:
"Who? Who is it again? Familiar taste, familiar stench! Neosaro is not a tavern, don't even think about it this time..."
The voice in the void was interrupted, and Shandis suddenly felt pain all over her body, but the light began to return.
She felt that she was going very bumpy, being carried forward on her back.
She opened her eyes with difficulty.
"Well...I think."
"Without any clothes?"
Her whole body ached and her head was confused, she thought uncertainly.
The next moment, the person carrying her moved a little too much and hurt her.
Shandris couldn't help but groan.
"Yeah~"
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In the dense forest of Terror Island.
Tortheldrin gasped, controlled his magic flying carpet, and followed the troll in front of him.
He looked at the troll not far ahead and the bulge behind him with a very strange look in his eyes.
"Is that really effective? I highly doubt it. But..."
"She really didn't get any worse."
"What kind of monster is this troll?"
The prince of Syndra and the leader of Naralex has thousands of questions in his mind at this moment.
But he couldn't get an answer, which made the extremely curious Archmage hold his breath in his heart.
Coupled with the side effects of the magic failure just now and the almost backlash, he was a little tired and now he was out of breath while controlling the magic flying carpet.
And ahead, Tonatiu was advancing quickly among the trees, holding Kingdoms Breaker and Xal'atath in each hand.
As for Shandris...
There was no trace of her.
To be precise, it's not that she disappeared. It's that she was hidden by Tonatiu, hidden behind his back, and pressed against him flesh to flesh.
"This method seems to be really effective..." Tonatiu said quietly to Xal'atas.
Miss Gushen seemed to be reluctant to speak. After a short while, she said in a somewhat depressed tone: "You are really a monster."
"How to say?"
"I just said it casually. I didn't expect it to have any effect." Xal'atath's depression quickly passed, and she returned to her naturally sarcastic tone: "How is it? The Kaldorei Sentinel General's
Is your body very soft? Troll, you have already tasted the taste of human women. Now I let you taste the taste of elf women. You are really blessed."
"Haha~" Tonatiu laughed. "What? Ancient gods also know about things like Yanfu? By the way, how do you ancient gods reproduce? I am very curious about this question. How do you use tentacles, eyes, mouths, etc.
How can we reproduce offspring?”
"Don't change the subject." Xal'atath wanted to say something.
Tonatiu felt a muffled groan behind him, and Shandis, who had been unconscious for a long time, let out a soft cry.
