Turning the horse around, he saw a female night elf bathed in soft light standing in front of him.
High Priestess Tyrande Whisperwind!
Zhou Yi examined it carefully.
From this vantage point, the view is quite spectacular. I stole her bananas last time, but I didn't even have a chance to savor them properly.
His figure stood proudly upright against the backdrop of his silver-white battle robe.
What's most eye-catching are her long, pointed ears, which are now slightly folded back, making her look just like a little kitten.
“You smell like me!” Tyrande said, tilting her head as she held two enormous crescent-shaped battle blades.
Zhou Yi's eyelids twitched.
Holy crap! Could she have found out?
Tyrande has transformed into the Goddess of War under the Moon.
I wonder if the refrigerator can withstand this slash.
The Moon Goddess's blessing buff was still active on him, and Zhou Yi couldn't bear to cancel it.
He chuckled and said, "It must have been my sincere prayers that received a response from the Moon Goddess. At that time, I was alone facing the demonized Woma Lord. Its terrifying shadow arrows utterly annihilated me, and it used its soul harvesting to strip me of my soul. I felt excruciating pain. At the critical moment, the Moon Goddess descended with light, and my strength instantly surged. I killed the Woma Lord with a single strike..."
As he spoke, Zhou Yi felt he was running out of things to say. He glanced around, then pulled on the reins and ran toward the teleportation portal.
At the same time, don't forget to check the rearview mirror.
Once Tyrande gets angry, he will immediately use Flash and Ice Block.
Fortunately, the worst outcome did not occur.
Tyrande watched Caesar's figure disappear into the portal and spat.
"Could it be that you, little brat, stole my bananas?"
"What did you say?" Jaina's puzzled voice suddenly came from beside her.
"It's nothing." Tyrande quickly straightened her expression, though the tips of her reddened ears were still trembling slightly.
Jaina couldn't help but be curious; it seemed another powerful figure was interested in the little mage.
She never understood why that shameless little mage could gain the favor of the high-ranking members of both the dragon and night elf races.
Just because he has the aura of His Majesty the Emperor?
The Emperor's aura is everywhere; even my brooch was a gift from him...
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