My understanding is incredible, I built a floating city in Hogwarts

Danar and Major Madrake had a good understanding of each other, and they set the pace with one voice. Their words aroused a lot of discussion among the Moon Guard.

"That's right!" Someone immediately echoed: "Lord Ravencrest has always been a loyal minister and a model of nobility in our hearts. He actually took the lead in resisting the demons. This is enough to show the seriousness of the problem!"

"Lord Ravencrest?" Someone exclaimed, "He is a real hero!"

Someone else said indignantly: "Those demons are so hateful that they actually used sweet words to deceive Her Majesty the Queen!"

"I am a Suramar," someone whispered, "I heard that Archmage Elisande of Suramar also opposed summoning demons. After the failed persuasion, he has broken with the court. "

Someone shouted loudly: "Of course that villain is Xavius! This two-faced guy, I have long known that he is not a good person!".

This sentence immediately resonated with others, and someone echoed: "That's right! It is said that he is the first noble to surrender to the devil, which is really shameful!"

Amid these discussions, Major Madrake silently observed everyone's expressions and reactions. As more and more people spoke, he gradually understood the thoughts of the Moon Guards - there are indeed many Moon Guards who can't stand the devil like him.

So he became more determined to help.

"Shut up!" Suddenly, an angry shout sounded, and the sound exploded in the air like thunder, shocking everyone.

It was Feldrin. He glared at the moon guards who were talking about it, and said in a stern voice: "Lord Savis is devoted to the country. Her Majesty the Queen personally ordered him to join Lord 'God's Messenger'. You cannot slander him."

Seeing that everyone was looking at him unconvinced, he stepped forward and said: "Do you also want to betray the country?"

"Don't put a big hat on me!" As soon as he finished speaking, Danar sneered and retorted, "Besides, you actually think Savis is devoted to the country? Don't you think it's ridiculous to say this? Now you dare to point at Savis's beast-like body, goat-like horns and hooves, and pat your chest and say that he is really devoted to the country?"

"You, a poor man, a mere illegitimate son of a baron, are qualified to comment on Lord Savis..." Feldrin could not refute, and directly scolded Danar's family background.

Little did he know that his behavior was seen by other Moon Guards, which proved that he was wrong.

Major Madrake was observing silently, judging everyone's general position from their expressions.

"Okay, stop talking." Seeing that the quarrel among his subordinates was about to turn into a quarrel, he finally stopped being silent, stood up, and stretched out his hand to stop their argument.

Then he concluded: "Everyone, please listen to me. I have no right to make a decision on behalf of any of you, but I can't watch the Moon Priest who showed mercy to us die miserably at the hands of the demon. This is undoubtedly a blasphemy to Elune.. "

He was silent for a moment, and his eyes became more determined: "If you are willing to go with me to help them, please stand in front of my right. This is a voluntary choice, and I will never force anyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, the field fell into silence. Everyone was thinking about their own choices. The sudden decision of their immediate superior caught them off guard.

It was Danar again. The young Moon Guard took the lead and stood in front of Major Madrake. He said in a firm voice: "Major, I am willing to go with you〃¨! ”

Seemingly encouraged by his behavior, several more Moon Guards stood up one after another.

Next, more and more Moon Guards stood up, and most of them chose to support Major Madrake and prepare to resist the demons.

——————————War dividing line——————————

As a senior officer of the Burning Legion, the Dreadlord Tichondrius's head-on confrontation ability is slightly inferior to that of monsters such as the Abyss Lords. However, this is only relative to his equally terrifying colleagues in the Burning Legion.

To deal with these monsters who are not good at fighting, The Moon Priests who fought against him were no problem for him.

This extremely cunning dreadlord did not choose to attack outside the barrier of the Moon Realm, because he knew that it would be a thankless battle. On the contrary, with his keen insight and accurate judgment of the enemy's psychology, he sensed the urgent desire of the night elf team to escape. So he adopted an annoying harassment tactic, constantly testing and attacking, trying to delay time so that the reinforcements of the Burning Legion could arrive near the woods and form a siege on the enemy.

Although Levin mastered the druid spells, he could use Azer He used the wild natural forces of the continent of Las to enhance his strength, but he had not yet reached the level of a true archdruid like Malfurion.

And Tichondrius was a completely legendary demon.

Although Levin's natural spells were powerful, they still had obvious limitations. Without being able to use those higher-level and more powerful natural spells, Levin found that he could not pose a real threat to the cunning dreadlord.

Tichondrius soon noticed the difference between Levin and other night elves. He keenly sensed the aura emanating from Levin. The strange power fluctuations made him more vigilant against the young druid.

The cunning dreadlord successfully resolved Levin's multiple sneak attacks with his rich combat experience and extraordinary reaction speed, making it impossible for Levin to find a breakthrough without using arcane magic.

However, a person's energy is limited after all. After Tichondrius focused part of his attention on Levin, he naturally neglected his vigilance in other aspects.

This made Maiev, the leader of the battle priests who now had the tendency of a female tyrannosaurus, more and more courageous. She led a large number ofThe battle priest launched a fierce attack on Tichondrius.

Faced with so many enemies, Tichondrius gradually felt a little overwhelmed. As he continued to resist the enemy's attacks, his shoulders became heavier, and each time he resisted the attack, he needed to make more efforts.

However, he did not give up, because his goal was not to defeat this group of tough guys head-on.

As the remaining demon guards and hellfire approached, Tichondrius showed a hideous and complacent smile on his face. He seemed to have seen the dawn of victory.

"Humph, mortal! I admit that your fighting will is strong enough, but that's all." He said with a mocking tone and a sneer.

The next moment, he turned into a little bat again, cleverly dodged the energy body moon wheel thrown by Maiev, and then quickly retreated a distance. This move allowed him to temporarily leave the center of the battle and take a breath.

"Let my men fight with you in the second round," he ordered loudly, "crush them!"

"Roar!" As his order fell, the demon guards who strode forward raised their huge two-handed weapons in a row, slashing and smashing the defensive barrier set up by the priestesses.

These physical attacks were powerful and accompanied by the power of evil energy. Although they could not break through the solid Moon Goddess domain in a short time, they brought great pressure to the barrier.

Levin and others watched the situation on the battlefield nervously. They knew that once the Hellfire entered the battlefield, they would face a more desperate situation.

With the full-scale attack of the demons, the situation of the night elves became worse and worse, and everyone had to devote themselves to the battle.

Tyrande's fingers were constantly pulling the bowstring, and the leather sheath that originally protected her fingers was already broken. Her slender fingers were mercilessly cut by the bowstring, and the blood dripped slowly onto the ground like crystal rubies, staining the originally clean land red.

However, even in the face of such pain, she still had no intention of stopping the attack. The stubborn girl gritted her teeth and continued to pull the bowstring, but changed the target of attack from Tichondrius to the approaching demon guards.

From her firm and resolute eyes, it can be seen that as long as she has a breath, she will never let the demon succeed.

Levin noticed the bloody bowstring in Tyrande's hand, and his heart tightened. He quickly reached out and held her hand that was pulling the bow tightly, stopping her from continuing to attack.

".ˇ Stop first and let the nearby priests help you heal." Levin said with some heartache.

Tyrande stubbornly tried to break free from Levin's restraints, with a reluctant light in her eyes: "But... the battle is not over yet, I can't just leave like this!"

"No buts!" Seeing the girl so stubborn, Levin scolded her harshly, but from his eyes, it can be seen that this is just his concern and worry for Tyrande, "Calm down, don't be overwhelmed by the passion of the battleHead! Fighting with an injury will only reduce efficiency. You should at least treat and bandage your finger before rejoining the battle! "

Tyrande bit her lower lip unwillingly, and a trace of hesitation and struggle flashed across her.

Finally, she compromised and nodded gently: "...I know."

Then, she silently put down the longbow in her hand, but her eyes still showed deep helplessness and depression. She murmured to herself: "Why, I have tried so hard, why do I still feel so powerless on the battlefield."

Levin looked at her and couldn't help feeling pity in his heart.

"Do you have any misunderstandings about the battlefield?" He sighed, patted her shoulder gently, and gently comforted her, "In this kind of melee with hundreds or even thousands of people, you want to turn the tide of the battle by yourself? Isn't this idea too contemptuous of the enemy and comrades? ”

Of course, this can only be said to Tyrande now.

In the future, when she becomes a complete body, she will almost be the small incarnation of Elune in the main material plane. In that case, she really has the ability to turn the tide of the battle by herself.

“That’s not what I mean! It’s just…” Tyrande certainly didn’t know what kind of person she would become in the future. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but was gently embraced by Levin.

“I know.” Levin continued, “I know you work hard, and I know you want to share more pressure with your comrades. But the victory or defeat on the battlefield is not something that can be decided by one person. It requires the joint efforts and cooperation of everyone. So, don’t put too much pressure on yourself, and don’t take all the responsibility on your shoulders. That shouldn’t be your responsibility… at least not now. "

Levin felt that as he spoke, the tense body in his arms first stiffened, then softened.

"You feel powerless now, not because you are not strong enough, but because you have not found your own position and role." Finally, he advised.

Levin's words startled Tyrande slightly. She raised her head and looked at him blankly.

Levin held the girl's hand tighter, and at the same time stroked her long hair with the other hand: "I know you are worried, but I promise that everything will turn around soon. But now, go and rest for a while."

With Levin's comfort, Tyrande closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, letting her emotions gradually calm down. Levin was right, she needed time to adapt to this battlefield and find her own position and role.

And now, what she needs most is rest and recovery in order to better face the next challenge.