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Under the care of Remulos, Sharlayan gradually adapted to the new silver wolf form.

As the barrage said, the wolf form is more suitable for Sharlayan's fighting style.

After some tests, Sarlayan shelved the in-depth development of the cat's morphological transformation, and began to learn the hunting methods of wolves.

Remulos' analysis was very accurate, Sharlayan was still unable to fully release all the powers blessed by Goldrinn.

It is roughly speculated that he should wait until he advances to a legendary warrior and further controls his anger before he can truly send and receive freely.

Since he was taught by a famous teacher since he was a child, Salayan knew the condition for a warrior to advance to the legend, which happened to be complete control over anger.

During the time when Sarlayan was busy improving her strength, Valeera was a bit bored.

In order not to let herself be left too far by Sharlayan, Valeera made a request to Remulos, hoping to find a suitable temporary mentor to guide her progress.

Remulos already has a lifespan of tens of thousands of years. Although he mainly studies the way of druids, he has good knowledge of other combat classes and knows many friends of various professions. .

Remulos found a temporary mentor for Valeera during the week of waiting for news from Alegos in Evernight Harbor.

The Warden is a unique profession of the night elves. It was established after the War of the Ancients and was commanded by Maiev Shadowsong, the former priest of the moon god.

The position of the watchman in the night elf society is a high-level jailer, mainly responsible for guarding the captured dangerous prisoners. All members of the organization are women, and the fighting style is very similar to that of thieves.

The base camp of the Wardens is in the Vault of the Wardens in Azsuna, but their members are scattered throughout the night elves' territory.

Called by Remulos, Sira Moonguard stationed in Felwood rushed over in a daze.

The watchman covered in metal armor couldn't see her face at all, she could only be judged by her body curves, she should be a young woman.

...Although the so-called young age of the night elves is at least several hundred years old.

Valeera doesn't care about the identity and appearance of the temporary mentor, as long as she can guide her progress.

The barrage gave a brief introduction to the life of this Sierra Moonguard.

Sira Moonguard is a senior member of the Warden organization and one of Maiev Shadowsong's right-hand men.

Maiev, the leader of the watchmen, is still guarding the sinner Illidan Stormrage in Ashenvale, and will not leave easily. Remulos can only call Sira Moonguard nearby and entrust her with short-term guidance to Valeera.

Most of the watchers are people who hate evil. Under the influence of the social environment of the night elves, the concept that arcane is evil has long been deeply rooted.

Sera recognized Valeera and Sharlayan as descendants of the Highborne at a glance, and she was very reluctant when she first took over the guiding task.

However, after a few days of getting along with each other, Saila put away her habitual distaste for the Highborne, and began to look objectively at Valeera who was working hard.

The night elves do hate arcane arts, but neither Sharlayan nor Valeera has any direct relationship with arcane arts. One of them is a warrior+druid, and the other is a thief+warrior.

In fact, Sharlayan's combat role should be Warrior + Thorny Whisperer.

Remulos could see that there was death power in Sharlayan, but he didn't take it to heart as he was open-minded.

Life and death are in a cycle, and Remulos has also been exposed to the idea of ​​the balance between life and death of the Thorn Whisperer.

Although he himself does not fully agree with the teachings of the Thornspeakers, he also admits that their ideas have merit.

When Sharlayan's druid level reached the critical point of level 14, Alegos, who looked a little disheartened, finally came to Moonglade with a large pile of tiny metal fragments.

"unlucky!"

After landing, Elegos immediately changed into the form of a night elf, and complained to Sharlayan who came to greet him with a depressed face.

"That idiot Azso Regus, in order to have direct contact with the soul healers in the Azshara area, he actually did not hesitate to let his soul leave his body, what the hell am I..."

Elegos, who has always been refined, almost swears on the spot.

Blue dragons are not green dragons, and they cannot leave their souls for a long time. After a long time, the souls that leave the body may not be able to return.

Fortunately, Alegos went there in time, and a few years later, maybe Aesoragos would really play himself to death.

"Forget it, let's not talk about that idiot first, it will make me angry."

Rubbing his cheeks, Alegos handed over the last fragment of the Quicksand Scepter to Sharlayan.

"All the fragments are in your hands, go to Anachronos, he will help you recast the Scepter of Quicksand."

"Remember."

Elegos solemnly warned: "Don't ring the Beetle Gong, otherwise the seal of the Beetle Wall will be completely broken."

"You only need to hold the quicksand scepter to pass through the wall of the beetle. After entering Ahn'Qiraj, don't be reluctant to fight. If you find Julian, you will leave immediately."

Sharlayan nodded solemnly: "I know, but I promised Anachronos that I would try to find the three missing dragon princes in Ahn'Qiraj."

A complex look flashed in Alegos' eyes: "Is that so... Do what you can, if their bodies can't be found on the ground..."

"Promise me, don't rush into the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, the senior generals of the Qiraji Zerg are not something you can handle now."

Does Alegos want to find the blue dragon prince Alegos?

Of course I want to.

Now the blue dragon clan is weak, and Alegos, the most promising member of the younger generation, disappeared in the Quicksand War, so people like Kalecgos can only be regarded as the star of hope.

Blue dragons who control arcane power are more rational than emotional most of the time.

In Elegos' view, Arygos had been trapped in the lair of the ancient gods for nearly a thousand years, and the chances of him being alive were extremely slim. It was not worth letting Sharlayan risk his life for an uncertain possibility.

"Shua!"

Elegos nodded to Remulos and Sierra Moonguard, and casually drew a circle in midair, and the direct portal leading to the Cavern of Time was formed so easily.

"Let's go. In order to avoid attracting C'Thun's attention, this infiltration operation can only be carried out by you 'little people' who don't pay attention."

"We will pay close attention to the development of the situation from afar. Don't try to be brave. Keep your own life as the first goal."

"I see."

Sharlayan was not used to Elegos' overzealous attitude.

‘Does this guy see something of value in me? '

Sharlayan suddenly recalled a sentence that Remulos had inadvertently mentioned before.

"Your dragon blood is very pure, and you look more like a humanoid dragon than a half-blood dragon."

'Humanoid dragon...'

Sharlayan had some guesses in his mind: 'Is Elegos' attitude related to my abnormally high purity of dragon blood? '

'How on earth did mother do it? '

Not only Sharlayan wanted to know this question, but Alegos was eager for the answer.

If you want to say who among the five-color dragons most hopes to spread its branches and leaves and have a full house of descendants, it is undoubtedly the blue dragon who is on the verge of genocide.

If we can figure out the reason for Salayan's high-purity bloodline, blue dragons can give birth to a large number of mixed-blood dragons by combining with mortals.

The fertility rate of the dragon race is indeed low, but what if it is mixed with a mortal with a strong fertility rate?

It's about the continuation of the race, so Alegos can't help it.

After saying goodbye to Remulos and Sira Moonguard, Sharlayan and Valeera walked through the portal together and returned to the desert of Tanaris full of yellow sand.

"Oh? Finally back."

Anachronos, the bronze dragon prince, was lying in front of the Cavern of Time. Judging from the thickness of the yellow sand covering his body, he probably hadn't moved since Salayan and the others left last time.

"Swipe!"

The gigantic Anachronos stood up and shook his body, and the scene was filled with sand and dust. Sharlayan and Valeera hurriedly raised their hands to cover their mouths and noses.

"Put the pieces back together and place them in front of me."

Anachronos, who had looked decadent before, looked extremely serious at this time.

Sharlayan and Valeera patiently put together the large and small pieces in order, and placed them in front of Anachronos.

"Take a few steps back."

Anachronos took a deep breath, and after confirming that the two of Sharlayan retreated to a safe distance, he opened his mouth and let out a khaki dragon's breath.

As if going back in time, the fragments of the quicksand scepter shrouded in dragon's breath began to reassemble into one.

About three minutes later, Anachronos stopped breathing out of breath.

"Take it, you must keep it safe, and you must never let this key fall into the hands of the ancient gods, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

Sharlayan nodded solemnly, and held the Quicksand Scepter floating in mid-air after the recasting was completed.

"Father, I'm here to save you."