NOVEL NEXT Stratholme God
Chapter 600 Tyrande's Wish (2 more)
Chapter 600 Tyrande's Wish (2 more)
In fact, Tyrande had already sensed Illidan's breath.
This is the instinct of a good shooter!
Much like Illidan, but with subtle differences.
The moment he saw Illidan, Tyrande had already started praying in his heart. This is the instinct of an excellent magic stick: Great Moon Goddess, no matter what happens to me in the future, please save Illidan, not for me, but for me. Made it for Malfurion! Keep them brothers together! Don't let Illidan...wait...
She finally knew where the subtle difference in her perception came from.
Illidan is blind!
Eyes are the windows of the soul——Illidan closed the window of his soul forever in the cruelest way.
Tyrande saw at a glance that the wrap covering Illidan's eyes was sunken, and there were no normal eyeballs behind the strips, leaving only a pair of terrifying hollows.
Instead, there are two clusters of cold and evil flames.
Tyrande didn't know what it was, presumably it was a terrible thing that had nothing to do with justice, light, or mercy.
Tyrande was trembling all over, at this moment, she finally understood why she was not tortured by Harveys.The demon who can peek into people's hearts has already seen through everything that is about to happen.
The pain in the flesh cannot reduce her belief and loyalty to the goddess, thus weakening the goddess' protection of her.
The severe trauma in her mind can easily plunge her into a vortex of despair and confusion, and achieve the ultimate goal of her faith collapsing.
After being captured, she fantasized about Kaldorei's version of the hero saving the beauty countless times.For example, which one of the Stormrage Brothers, or the two of them killed the enemy together, grabbed a severed demon head in one hand, and held a weapon in the other hand, kicked open the door of the prison grandly, and said softly "We (we) coming!"
However not!without!have!
She didn't want to believe her eyes, but it was the truth.
Illidan didn't have the slightest hint of unruliness anymore, he was like a child waiting to be punished after making a mistake, following the nobleman five steps behind with great respect.
No, it's not a child, this is worse than a dog - from the moment he entered the cell, his waist was not straight.Even if he was reluctant, his face was full of humility, no, this was already a flattering expression.
The only explanation is that he has taken refuge in the Burning Legion and Queen Azshara.
It doesn't matter if he did it in all sincerity, or if he did it entirely for her sake.
But once the spine is soft, it will be broken, and it will never be straight again.
Tyrande's whole body was trembling with grief and anger, and his mind was full of thoughts of resentment.
Alas, some kaldorei lived, but he was dead in her heart.
"Presumptuous!" Angrily shouted, bringing Tyrande's thoughts back to reality.
It was a dark shadow that made her terrified.This guy has scars on his face, and he is wearing a shiny green armor with a bright golden sunburst pattern on the armor on his chest.His eyes seemed to be fixed, and he hadn't blinked since he came in.
When Tyrande met his gaze, she immediately felt that the other's gaze suddenly became extremely sharp, and she even had a trance feeling that her eyeball was cut.
"This is the face of the great Queen Azshara! Disrespectful pariah, how dare you distract yourself!?" Varocen scolded unceremoniously.
Illidan's performance really made Tyrande despair.
He didn't even fart, he was just a grandson!
"Hmph! Isn't he just a believer of the country spirit? How dare he call himself the priest of the true god?"
The woman who spoke was dressed in a maid's attire, which was formal but as gorgeous as an evening dress.
She has thick and long hair, but the silver color on her hair is obviously bleached and dyed. The most prominent thing about her is her pair of eyes. Although they are silver like most night elves, her eyes are full of charm. Gu Pan Exotic in between, silhouetted like a cat's eye.
Tyrande remembered information about the queen, one of the queen's most trusted maids was named Vashj.
"Enough." The soft voice was extremely sweet, and just two words evoke Tyrande's heartstrings.
That's right, the one who spoke was the well-deserved core existence of this world—Queen Azshara!
Queen Azshara is as beautiful as a celestial being, flawless, exactly as described in the legends.
She had golden eyes half hidden by a veil, full and sensual lips.Silver long hair scattered around his body.She was wearing a silk gown that matched her long hair very well. The gown was as thin as fine gauze, revealing her smooth body.Gemstone-encrusted bracelets adorned both wrists, and matching earrings fell almost to her delicately exposed shoulders.
And her clothes, of course, are the most luxurious.
She was so perfect that Tyrande had the illusion that the goddess Elune appeared and walked on the earth.
Of course, Tyrande quickly curbed his obsession and daydreaming about the Queen.
She couldn't help but think of the lord's announcement——
"The emperor is unique! Give your country to other beings like a flattery, such a guy is not qualified to be a queen! From now on, Azshara will be uniformly called the queen in official documents!"
I don't know why, the figure who can ignore the power, ignore the terrifying billions of demons on the opposite side, and call Azshara and Sargeras lightly, now fills Tyrande's heart, and even replaces her previous greatness. Lovely Brother Stormrage.
Not for any reason, just because she needs a support when her heart is weakest.
Thinking of this, Tyrande raised his head stubbornly, looking straight into the Queen's eyes.
"Oh?" The queen chuckled, her eyes narrowed like two crescent moons: "It's interesting."
"What do you mean?" Tyrande gritted his teeth.
"No, I'm just curious about the role of the Moon God Priest that the two envoys of Aureses attach great importance to. Originally, I thought she was a little girl in the countryside. Now I see it."
"See?" Tyrande was stunned, and soon his face was sullen: "Looking at me, a small character displayed in a zoo cage, is really an insult to your majesty's eyes. I'd better please--get out."
This time it was the queen's turn to be stunned, and the next second, the queen's expression became playful: "Not bad! You are very good! A Kaldorei like you deserves at least my minimum respect."
After all, the queen turned around and told Varosen: "I have ordered that no one should hurt her or approach her except the envoys."
"Yes!" Captain Varosen bowed deeply.
The queen left without looking back.
But at the second when she was about to leave the cell completely, Tyrande's voice came: "Your Majesty, I sincerely hope that you will not be crushed into minced meat by Sargeras on the night of your wedding."
(End of this chapter)
In fact, Tyrande had already sensed Illidan's breath.
This is the instinct of a good shooter!
Much like Illidan, but with subtle differences.
The moment he saw Illidan, Tyrande had already started praying in his heart. This is the instinct of an excellent magic stick: Great Moon Goddess, no matter what happens to me in the future, please save Illidan, not for me, but for me. Made it for Malfurion! Keep them brothers together! Don't let Illidan...wait...
She finally knew where the subtle difference in her perception came from.
Illidan is blind!
Eyes are the windows of the soul——Illidan closed the window of his soul forever in the cruelest way.
Tyrande saw at a glance that the wrap covering Illidan's eyes was sunken, and there were no normal eyeballs behind the strips, leaving only a pair of terrifying hollows.
Instead, there are two clusters of cold and evil flames.
Tyrande didn't know what it was, presumably it was a terrible thing that had nothing to do with justice, light, or mercy.
Tyrande was trembling all over, at this moment, she finally understood why she was not tortured by Harveys.The demon who can peek into people's hearts has already seen through everything that is about to happen.
The pain in the flesh cannot reduce her belief and loyalty to the goddess, thus weakening the goddess' protection of her.
The severe trauma in her mind can easily plunge her into a vortex of despair and confusion, and achieve the ultimate goal of her faith collapsing.
After being captured, she fantasized about Kaldorei's version of the hero saving the beauty countless times.For example, which one of the Stormrage Brothers, or the two of them killed the enemy together, grabbed a severed demon head in one hand, and held a weapon in the other hand, kicked open the door of the prison grandly, and said softly "We (we) coming!"
However not!without!have!
She didn't want to believe her eyes, but it was the truth.
Illidan didn't have the slightest hint of unruliness anymore, he was like a child waiting to be punished after making a mistake, following the nobleman five steps behind with great respect.
No, it's not a child, this is worse than a dog - from the moment he entered the cell, his waist was not straight.Even if he was reluctant, his face was full of humility, no, this was already a flattering expression.
The only explanation is that he has taken refuge in the Burning Legion and Queen Azshara.
It doesn't matter if he did it in all sincerity, or if he did it entirely for her sake.
But once the spine is soft, it will be broken, and it will never be straight again.
Tyrande's whole body was trembling with grief and anger, and his mind was full of thoughts of resentment.
Alas, some kaldorei lived, but he was dead in her heart.
"Presumptuous!" Angrily shouted, bringing Tyrande's thoughts back to reality.
It was a dark shadow that made her terrified.This guy has scars on his face, and he is wearing a shiny green armor with a bright golden sunburst pattern on the armor on his chest.His eyes seemed to be fixed, and he hadn't blinked since he came in.
When Tyrande met his gaze, she immediately felt that the other's gaze suddenly became extremely sharp, and she even had a trance feeling that her eyeball was cut.
"This is the face of the great Queen Azshara! Disrespectful pariah, how dare you distract yourself!?" Varocen scolded unceremoniously.
Illidan's performance really made Tyrande despair.
He didn't even fart, he was just a grandson!
"Hmph! Isn't he just a believer of the country spirit? How dare he call himself the priest of the true god?"
The woman who spoke was dressed in a maid's attire, which was formal but as gorgeous as an evening dress.
She has thick and long hair, but the silver color on her hair is obviously bleached and dyed. The most prominent thing about her is her pair of eyes. Although they are silver like most night elves, her eyes are full of charm. Gu Pan Exotic in between, silhouetted like a cat's eye.
Tyrande remembered information about the queen, one of the queen's most trusted maids was named Vashj.
"Enough." The soft voice was extremely sweet, and just two words evoke Tyrande's heartstrings.
That's right, the one who spoke was the well-deserved core existence of this world—Queen Azshara!
Queen Azshara is as beautiful as a celestial being, flawless, exactly as described in the legends.
She had golden eyes half hidden by a veil, full and sensual lips.Silver long hair scattered around his body.She was wearing a silk gown that matched her long hair very well. The gown was as thin as fine gauze, revealing her smooth body.Gemstone-encrusted bracelets adorned both wrists, and matching earrings fell almost to her delicately exposed shoulders.
And her clothes, of course, are the most luxurious.
She was so perfect that Tyrande had the illusion that the goddess Elune appeared and walked on the earth.
Of course, Tyrande quickly curbed his obsession and daydreaming about the Queen.
She couldn't help but think of the lord's announcement——
"The emperor is unique! Give your country to other beings like a flattery, such a guy is not qualified to be a queen! From now on, Azshara will be uniformly called the queen in official documents!"
I don't know why, the figure who can ignore the power, ignore the terrifying billions of demons on the opposite side, and call Azshara and Sargeras lightly, now fills Tyrande's heart, and even replaces her previous greatness. Lovely Brother Stormrage.
Not for any reason, just because she needs a support when her heart is weakest.
Thinking of this, Tyrande raised his head stubbornly, looking straight into the Queen's eyes.
"Oh?" The queen chuckled, her eyes narrowed like two crescent moons: "It's interesting."
"What do you mean?" Tyrande gritted his teeth.
"No, I'm just curious about the role of the Moon God Priest that the two envoys of Aureses attach great importance to. Originally, I thought she was a little girl in the countryside. Now I see it."
"See?" Tyrande was stunned, and soon his face was sullen: "Looking at me, a small character displayed in a zoo cage, is really an insult to your majesty's eyes. I'd better please--get out."
This time it was the queen's turn to be stunned, and the next second, the queen's expression became playful: "Not bad! You are very good! A Kaldorei like you deserves at least my minimum respect."
After all, the queen turned around and told Varosen: "I have ordered that no one should hurt her or approach her except the envoys."
"Yes!" Captain Varosen bowed deeply.
The queen left without looking back.
But at the second when she was about to leave the cell completely, Tyrande's voice came: "Your Majesty, I sincerely hope that you will not be crushed into minced meat by Sargeras on the night of your wedding."
(End of this chapter)
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