Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

By reading the shallow memory of this draenei, Andrea not only knew his origin, but also obtained the memories related to the two languages ​​he used before.

"If only I could be so convenient when I took the English test in my previous life..."

As Andrea guessed, this is Shadowmoon Valley, and the Draenei have expanded their scope of activities to this valley, but the majestic Karabor Temple is currently under construction.

The place where the two of Andrea descended is located near Moonfall Valley in the northwest of Shadowmoon Valley, and the nearest Draenei village to them is Amberley Village in the middle of Shadowmoon Valley.

This Draenei went out from Amberli Village to cut down trees to provide materials for the construction of the Karabor Temple. He also set off with more than a dozen Draenei companions. He just spoke Eredan and Orcs. language.

"Dah~"

Andrea lightly snapped his fingers next to the ear of Amihan, the Draenei lumberjack. Amihan, whose eyes were dull, trembled all over his body, and soon regained consciousness.

Seeing the two strangers standing in front of him, Amihan hastily stepped back several steps.

"Who are you? Why do you control me with evil void spells?"

After copying Amihan's language memory, Andrea and Shandris can already understand his words.

"Don't get excited, calm down, calm down."

Andrea tried to calm down Amihan, who was still in shock, with a gentle tone, and it took a while for the lumberjack who had no combat effectiveness to settle down.

"We came from another world with the mission of the gods. We used shadow magic to control you just to obtain your language and read your memory without permission. I apologize to you."

Andrea stroked her chest politely and said, "I am Andrea Moonshadow, and this is my wife Shandris Feathermoon. We have important matters and need to meet your leader."

Amihan is just an ordinary Draenei citizen. He doesn't know much about the high-level Draenei. The most impressive name in his superficial memory is only one name, the great leader who led them to escape the pursuit of demons, Prophet Velen.

Velen, who received the blessing of the naaru, is an out-and-out immortal. As early as tens of thousands of years ago when he escaped from Argus, Velen was one of the three leaders of the Eredar people. Besides Velen, the names of the other two leaders are also famous. , Kil'jaeden the Deceiver and Archimonde the Defiler.

Amihan still did not relax his vigilance against this alien who used the power of "devil".

"Misters and ladies, I know the Prophet but he doesn't know me, please forgive me for not being able to guide you."

"It doesn't matter."

Andrea said with a smile, "Please take me to your settlement first. The draenei should have someone in charge in Shadowmoon Valley, right?"

Before Amihan could think of a way to refuse, a sturdy female voice came from the jungle not far away.

"Amihan! Are you fishing again? Hurry up and come to work!"

With the rustling of the trees, a pretty blue-skinned woman with recurved legs like Amihan appeared in front of Andrea and Shandris.

"Amihan, can't you hear...huh?"

Seeing Amihan sitting on the ground trembling and two strange races looking at her curiously, the draenei woman's expression changed, and she immediately shouted at the top of her voice.

"Ranger! There are strangers attacking us!"

"Shua!"

At most ten seconds after the shout of this ageless woman, continuous noises began to be heard from the surrounding woods.

"Andrea."

Shandris tugged at her husband's pinky finger, beckoning him with her eyes.

‘There are at least a dozen people, and they are all well-trained. '

Andrea nodded while maintaining a kind expression, and he raised his hands to indicate that he was not malicious.

"You two, I have no intention of attacking you, we just want to discuss things with the person in charge of the Draenei in Shadowmoon Valley."

A slightly hoarse female voice came from behind the forest, "I am the person in charge of Shadowmoon Valley, Archbishop Nelly."

A beautiful woman wearing exquisite hollow leather armor and holding a longbow stood out from the crowd, watching the two strangers who had never seen each other with vigilance.

"Stranger, who are you? Why did you come to Shadowmoon Valley?"

Shandris looked at Neri's attire with great interest. Although the style and aesthetics of the clothing were different from those of the night elves, Neri's ranger attire still made Shandris, who had a similar occupation to her, feel uncomfortable. Less intimacy.

Andrea spread her arms and smiled, repeating what she had just said to Amihan, "The task given to us by the goddess requires the help of the Draenei. I hope to meet the Prophet Velen in person to discuss specific matters with him."

Nelly didn't reply immediately, she squinted her sharp eyes and carefully looked at these two foreigners who had never seen before.

"You two, I'm just a rough man, so I won't go around with you and just speak straight."

"The Prophet Velen is the most important leader of our family. Before meeting the Prophet, I must first confirm whether you are harmful to the draenei. Before that, I invite the two of you to temporarily move to the village of Amberli."

Andrea shrugged nonchalantly, "No problem, it's up to you."

As the leader of the Rangers, Nari is obviously one of the military leaders of the Draenei. If the Draenei who have fled for tens of thousands of years do not even have this vigilance, it is impossible to escape the pursuit of the Burning Legion many times.

If it weren't for the Prophet Velen's strict prohibition of conflicts with the natives of this planet, the straightforward Nellie might have fought with Andrea long ago.

...

On the way to Amberley Village, several rangers kept on guard against Andrea and Shandris who were surrounded in the center.

Archbishop Nelly learned from the lumberjack Amihan that Andrea had used void energy, which made her doubts about the two of them even heavier.

As a race that believes in the Holy Light, the Draenei are very disliked, and even disgusted, by the void energy that is completely contrary to the characteristics of the Holy Light.

Andrea's attitude towards these draenei was a little helpless. If they knew that Naaru would become a pure shadow creature after exhausting the holy light, I don't know if their belief in the holy light would still be so pure.

Because of the Void Lord, most races in the universe have deep prejudices against the power of the void.

But in fact, light and shadow are inherently possible to transform into each other. Even if Andrea, the lord of the Holy Light who rebelled from the void side suddenly appeared one day, it would not be surprising. After all, it makes sense in theory.

Compared with the draenei's fanatical belief in the Holy Light, Andrea's view of power is more pragmatic.

No matter arcane, holy light, nature, or death, fel energy, and shadow, just make sure that the energy he can fully control can be used by him.

However, considering the aesthetics of the world, the shining holy light is more popular than the ugly shadow.

There are a large number of wild thunder elephants living in Shadowmoon Valley. Since the Draenei came to settle here, they have tamed many thunder elephants as their mounts.

At this time Andrea and Shandris were sitting together on the broad back of a thunder elephant, Archbishop Nellie was a step behind, steering his mount and squinting at their backs.

Shandris was a little displeased with Nelly's anti-thief-like eyes, but with Andrea's reassurance, she finally didn't break out on the spot.

"arrive."

Following the reports of the rangers ahead, a quiet small village built on a plain appeared in front of everyone.

Nari speeded up and came to Andrea and the two and introduced, "This is the first village built by the draenei in Shadowmoon Valley. If you are wronged, you will live here for a while. I will notify the Bishop Council to arrange manpower as soon as possible." Come to inspect you."

'Amberley Village...'

When the ranger arranged by Neri guided them to a Draenei-style vaulted house, Andrea rubbed his chin and thought, 'Is that famous Draenei who is affectionately called Hoof by the players born? This seems to be her hometown, right? '