The person is dead, how can I persuade the other party to rest in peace? It was the first time for Vanessa to chat with the dead. She didn't want to stimulate the other party, so she scrambled to think about the wording, and almost said "Dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil". Fortunately, she held it back at the last moment.

"Tear your body! Crazy thoughts! Please save me! Eternal torture is so painful, save me!" The other party seemed to have not heard it, only knew to murmur intermittently.

Vanessa advised her again, and the other party said a few words. She frowned. What should I do? I can't communicate at all.

The other party's state cannot be explained by science. This female night elf is a spirit body, commonly known as a ghost.

As for what profession it is, she really doesn't know. She used priestess instead to refer to it just because it sounds nice, just like everyone in modern society shouting, they are all handsome guys and beautiful women.

Vanessa looked at the lunatic middle-aged man beside her. She felt that this guy had some connection with the female ghost in the fog. It was because she brought the lunatic middle-aged man back to the camp that she was now surrounded by the light fog. Perhaps the breakthrough point was on this guy?

He grabbed the other party's neck and "pa" and twitched his two big mouths: "Get up, stand up for me! Be awake, what's your name? Tell me quickly! If you don't say it, I'll kill you!"

“Kikikitvi”

The middle-aged man with a psychotic middle-aged man was speechless and his voice was sometimes loud and sometimes small. At this time, the voice was as small as a mosquito, and Vanessa was anxious when she heard it.

What is this broken name! Chicken is so beautiful?

No matter how beautiful he is, Vanessa pointed at the female night elf in the fog: "You have a strange connection now. Use your brain to think about her name!"

“Basic coal?”

"Papa" two big mouths, Vanessa even pulled out a dagger, and the devil's attack hit the sharp and ferocious sharp thorn pressed against the throat of the psychotic middle-aged man.

"Speak quickly! What's her name!"

At the critical moment of life and death, the psychopathic middle-aged man appeared in a moment of Qingming. He looked at the figure in the fog in horror, turned to look at Vanessa, and then said two very crappy night elf words.

"Star? Happy? Or what's the name?"

Vanessa was also a little anxious. Although the other party did not make any attacking gestures, if the militia were in a coma for a long time, it would definitely have a huge impact on the brain and body. She didn't want to lead her troops out by herself. If she didn't fight, she would be wiped out. It would be too embarrassing.

Her memory of the Twilight Forest was a little blurred, all of which were memories from more than ten years ago. She only remembered a lot of tasks of killing werewolf, necromancer, and starven ghost. She really couldn't remember such a night elf ghost here.

Fortunately, I studied the Night Elf Words during this period and also had a relatively high understanding of their customs.

I carefully savored the two words twice: "Star language? Star song! Yes, it must be Star song!"

The middle-aged man with a psychotic loss of value and was thrown aside by her.

"Ms. Xingge, my sister, it's time for you to go back, in the name of Elune."

This is not that Vanessa wants to be a senior and insists on making relationships with others, but that the night elves have too long lifespans. Except for immediate relatives, women are all called sisters, men are all brothers, Vanessa can speak elves and is also women, so there is nothing wrong with this sister calling.

There is no direct connection with the Elun Sisters, it is just a title.

The figure in the fog heard the name Xingge and almost subconsciously replied: "Yes, praise Elun, I should go, may the wind of nature show you the way."

Oh? This guy seems to be a priestess. From this tone, he seems to be a person of not low level in the Elun Sisters' Association.

Vanessa didn't have time to delve into it, and she also answered with the druid's standard sentence for the Night Priestess: "May the glory of the moon god last forever."

The mist slowly dissipated, staring at the disappearing area of ​​the other party, and she remained silent for a long time.

The other party is already a soul, and his strength is not one in ten, so he can still make more than 300 people unconscious? Was the other party so strong during his lifetime?

Is there a strong man named Xingge among the night elves? She has no impression at all.

According to Vanessa's estimate, even the high priest Tyrande Yufeng, who was the night elves, probably did not have the strength after his death. He was so overwhelmed that he fainted three or five people and more than three hundred people. That was really exaggerated.

If the other party does not have this ability, she must have borrowed the power of some extraordinary props. Mr. Ji Temei has also come into contact with this prop, and then the spirit of the Dark Night Priestess was projected over through a spiritual connection.

"What is it? Could it be?" If the other party borrows the power of a certain piece of equipment or weapon, then the grade of this piece must be extremely high.

Is it a magical artifact higher than the saber and ring in her hand?!

Vanessa only saw one magical artifact, that is the Anthony Dass staff in Jaina's hand. This staff named after the former chief wizard of Dalaran is a real magical artifact, and has an extraordinary connection with Jaina, which outsiders cannot use.

There is a magical weapon here in Twilight Forest? I don’t remember it, and everyone was dizzy, only I was not dizzy. What does this mean? Is it because I am as beautiful as a flower? It must not be!

I also have a magic weapon on her body? The more I think about it, the less clues she is. She is confused by her messy thoughts.

"I'm so dizzy? What's wrong?" Miss Night Watch Commander was a mid-level warrior. She woke up the earliest. At this time, she rubbed her head and asked someone standing in front of the camp in a daze.

Vanessa looked at the giant mountain in the distance, which blocked the roads of Crow Ridge and Yese Town. Unexpectedly, the artifact recalled something else.

A fire suddenly appeared in her eyes, and then she coughed violently.

"Vanessa, you?" Altaya didn't know what her sudden change meant.

She waved her hand: "It's okay, I suddenly thought of something. The pollution here is a bit heavy."

"Pollution? Yes, the pollution here is indeed very serious. Sometimes when the fog rises in the evening, you can't see the road surface clearly ten meters away. We have to use torches to travel."

The other party automatically thought it through. In fact, what Vanessa said was not air pollution at all, but the pollution in the jade dream had been transmitted from illusion to reality. This is a huge source of pollution.

What enemies are coming here? She just thought of it and remembered that there seemed to be a green dragon corroded by a dream on the top of this mountain.
Chapter completed!