"Okay, done." Xal'atath said to Aaron with a proud look on her face, completely unaware of the horrifying looks of the elf rangers around her when they looked at her.
Well-informed rangers can basically guess that Xal'atath used illusions and other methods to confuse the birds and make them kill each other. However, Xal'atath just glanced and did it, which is a bit scary. If you can make enemies kill each other with a look, wouldn't you be able to make others fall into an illusion with just a look without realizing it.
"When did you become so powerful?" Even Aaron was very surprised. He still clearly remembered his experience when he fell into Xal'atath's illusion twice before. If Xal'atath had such exaggerated methods at that time, Aaron would have been bewitched by Xal'atath long ago.
"Why, are you scared?" Xal'atath slowly lowered his head and put a finger on Aaron's forehead, saying with a wicked smile, "If you beg me for mercy now, I will consider leaving you some sense."
"When you say that, I have some thoughts. I'm afraid those birds were easier to deal with just now." Aaron didn't pay attention to Xal'atath's words, and showed a thoughtful expression. "Although I'm not sure, I just don't think you are that strong."
"Hey, boring." Xal'atath showed a disinterested expression, and his light body quickly turned into light spots and dispersed, while the voice continued to ring in Aaron's mind, "Those Troll's methods are too crude. In order to make the beasts obey, they use too much force. Although they still look quite fierce, they have basically become like puppets. Just focus on their spirits a little."
"You just told me the truth?"
"It doesn't matter, I can't leave here anyway, just think I'm bored and have fun." Xal'atath's voice revealed a sense of indifference and a sense of self-destruction.
Xal'atath's reaction left Aaron confused for a moment. He didn't know what happened to Xal'atath. A soul trapped in a dagger for tens of thousands of years should be very strong, but Xal'atath was in this state as if he had given up treatment completely.
"You asked me what's wrong? I'm fine." Xal'atath listened to Aaron's question and said, "I'm just a little sad to see the endings of those Loa."
"Huh?"
"I was also a Old Gods back then... well, I was part of Old Gods. Anyway, I was also one of the leaders of the Black Empire, but it turned out to be a dagger later., what is the difference between the endings of those Loa?" Xal'atath's slightly sad voice echoed in Aaron's mind, and even made Aaron feel as if he was feeling the same sadness.
But Aaron still realized a problem. "Are you just realizing it now? What have you been thinking about for tens of thousands of years?"
"Of course I'm thinking about how to subvert the order created by Titans and let Void completely infect Azeroth." Xal'atath said matter-of-factly, then chuckled and asked, "You don't think I won't be affected by Void, do you?"
"Then do you still want to thank me for helping you free yourself from being constantly harassed by Void?"
"That makes sense. I really want to thank you. Next time you are in danger, don't ask me for help. I will come out to save you when you are beaten to death." Xal'atath's voice was filled with a creepy coldness, and he said bitterly, "My body was destroyed by you, and the current state that is no different from a ghost is all thanks to you? You still want me to thank you? Why don't you die."
After saying this, Xal'atath stopped talking and refused to respond to anything Aaron said.
"Aaron, what was that... just now?" When Aaron was trying every possible way to get Xal'atath to speak, Lor'themar quietly came to Aaron and asked in a low voice.
Aaron rolled his eyes and said with a very serious look, "That one just now, um, was your hallucination."
"Hallucination?" Lor'themar was just about to say something more when he saw Aaron pointing forward, "Look, that's Suncrown Village over there."
Hearing the words of Aaron, the rangers on the deck stood up one after another and looked to the northwest of Dreadwake. Now they could see Suncrown Village not far away. The rangers breathed a sigh of relief. Since they had arrived here, it meant that they were temporarily safe and could at least take a good rest to recuperate.
Because most of the High Elf people live in Silvermoon City, the population of the elven settlements in Eversong Woods is not large, and Suncrown Village is no exception, plus The trauma caused by Orcs's invasion is still there. This village located on the northwest shore of Lake Elrendar has a population of less than a thousand, which is even less than the number of elf rangers on Dreadwake.
This meant that the elf rangers could not find enough room here to accommodate everyone to rest. In the end, Lor'themar had to let some of the seriously injured stay in Suncrown Village to recuperate for a period of time, while he led the other rangers to Farstrider Lodge to strengthen the defense there.
Although there is a long detour on the road, this is what must be done. Otherwise, if Farstrider Lodge also falls, it will be a small matter for the Ranger troops to lose face. Once the Trolls are allowed to open up the connection with the entire east side of Lake Elrendar, the situation will be even more dangerous.
After seeing off the rangers, Aaron drove Dreadwake across Lake Elrendar and arrived at Dawnstar Spire on the east side of the lake, where he wanted to pick up a new batch of passengers.
This tower belonged to a certain deceased Silvermoon City Archmage, the person who manages this tower now is the successor of Archmage. Because this tower is located in the activity area of Troll, the defense here is fairly reliable. However, once the Trolls are determined to take down this tower, it will not be able to be resisted by the current owner of this tower.
The rangers who had escaped from Farstriders' Camp had agreed to gather here and wait for Aaron to drive Dreadwake over. There was nothing they could do about it. If the rangers were allowed to return to along the lake shore, As for Farstrider Lodge, not to mention how many people will be killed by the Troll who are chasing after them, just say Tor'Watha in the north of Dawnstar Spire, where there are a lot of Forest Troll gathered there.
But these have nothing to do with Aaron. He only needs to take these new passengers from above Lake Elrendar to avoid the settlement of Forest Troll, which is very safe.
This time Dreadwake carried fewer passengers. In addition to a few hundred rangers, there was also an acquaintance of Aaron - of course, Aaron had never seen him in person before - Dar'Khan Drasil.
It was only when Sylvanas introduced Aaron that he knew that the current owner of Dawnstar Spire was the notorious High Elf traitor in the future, but now Dar'Khan is just a young mage who inherited Dawnstar Spire - compared to the lifespan of High Elf.
"Thank you for your help, friend from afar." Now Dar'Khan is a very polite mage, and he even came over to express his gratitude to Aaron: "I heard my friend, Lor'themar, mention you."
"Easy to say, easy to say," Aaron looked at the living Dar'Khan carefully. He didn't look away until the other person moved away from him in embarrassment. In his heart, he was thinking about whether to find an opportunity to surprise the future leader.
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