Chapter 803: Ai Jiang's Reward

Chapter 803 Ai Jiang's reward

Eternal life race, sounds so good, the whole family can chat with you forever.

However, Tyrande and other high-ranking night elves, who had experienced immortality, understood an unbreakable truth...every gain has something to lose.

So when some officials in the night elves proposed to seek eternal life again, the proposal was finally rejected after high-level discussions such as Fandral, Malfurion, Jarod, and Tyrande.

"At least for now, it seems that losing eternal life is not a bad thing. The people are regaining their vitality, and the whole society is finally showing signs of development again."

Charlemagne nodded slightly after listening to Tyrande's words, "I don't want to intervene in the affairs of your clan, but the progress of society is destined to be guided by the high-level, and it depends on how you deal with it in the future."

Amidst the heavy chatting among Charlemagne and the others, Eragon had crossed Keel Wilderness and Wintergrasp Lake to the Creator's Tower.

After jumping off Eragon, Charlemagne asked Aurelia and the others to wait at the door for the time being, and he, as the spokesman, could only go alone to meet the Star Soul.

Entering the ceremony hall, the familiar sound of heartbeat came to Charlemagne's ears again, and the flickering lights made him feel a little nostalgic.

"My spokesperson, you finally came to chat with me again."

Charlemagne said amusedly, "My main purpose is not to chat with you, I am here to report the finishing work of the catastrophe."

Star Soul let out a clear laugh, "You don't need to report it specifically, how could I not know what happened on the planet."

"In short, thank you, thanks to your efforts to minimize the scale of the disaster."

Charlemagne waved his hand modestly, "Don't be so polite, after all, Azeroth is also the home where I live, and I should do my part for her."

"Um…"

Xinghun's voice seemed a bit tangled, "Although your words are correct, but I always feel that there is ambiguity...Is it an illusion?"

But Ai Jiang didn't think deeply about this question, and soon she chatted with Charlemagne enthusiastically.

Inadvertently, Star Soul will occasionally involve some future spoilers, which makes Charlemagne frown. If he didn't have a general understanding of the future development trend, he might be caught by this star who has not yet entered the mature stage. What Hun said frightened him into a fool.

"So you must work hard! I don't want to be pierced by Sargeras' sword. The wound on the Well of Eternity is finally healed..."

Star Soul’s voice of grievance made Charlemagne unable to restrain himself from saying in a coaxing tone, “Okay, don’t worry, I won’t let the Burning Legion destroy Azeroth again, when the time comes… I will burn the war to their base camp .”

"Yeah! That's good, you must help me teach Sargeras a lesson!"

"correct!"

During the chat, Charlemagne suddenly thought of a question, "By the way, do you know where N'Zoth's prison is? It's not an option to keep that tentacle monster hiding in the sea and causing trouble."

"Huh?" Star Soul's voice seemed a bit puzzled, "I know, isn't it just in Ny'alotha, southwest of Vashj'ir."

Charlemagne said dumbfoundedly, "Of course I know the approximate location, but what about the coordinates? There are no coordinates in the vast sea. What year and month have you been?"

In response to Charlemagne's inquiry, Ai Jiang made an emoji in his mind.

"0v0?"

"Snapped!"

He patted his forehead helplessly, and the corner of Charlemagne's mouth twitched and said, "I knew I shouldn't have taught you such things as emoticons... Forget it, you probably don't know such things as coordinates, so I should send someone to find them myself." .”

"Hey! Come on, I believe you can do it!"

Finally, Charlemagne nervously proposed that people like Aurelia and the others should grant permission to advance to demigods. To his surprise, Star Soul readily agreed.

"No problem, because my body was seriously injured and the number of demigods I could support was limited, so I only gave Azshara a permission. The foreign Velen is not under my control."

"As long as you can continue to recover like this, it will be fine even if you are a demigod running around the streets in the future. Anyway, sooner or later, you will let go of the authority, so the fat will not flow to outsiders."

Charlemagne scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Uh... Then thank you, after all, it is really lonely to live forever alone."

"Hey, you're welcome, this is the reward you deserve. If I fully recover, it's not impossible to make you a true god!"

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"God..."

On the way to Pandaria, Charlemagne told his family what Ai-chan had promised him.

Alleria and the others were very happy when they heard that their authority to be promoted to a demigod was released.

Because this means that as long as they work hard to improve their strength, they will not be afraid to let their husbands spend a lonely eternal life alone in the future.

Tyrande is the closest to the demigod rank. Over the past 10,000 years, although she has been lazy a lot due to the laziness brought about by immortality, the natural growth of strength accumulated over time is enough for her to reach the peak of mortals.

Trying to feel the bottleneck that was stuck in the past, Tyrande exclaimed in surprise, "Really let go! Now I can clearly feel the way forward again, and it seems that I can become a demigod just by stepping over it! "

Alleria and Cirvanas are still at the epic level, and they are not far from the gate. The two sisters looked at each other, with a look of expectation in their eyes.

Vereesa pouted her mouth in frustration. The little girl is still stuck in the middle epic level, and she is obviously lagging behind her sisters.

‘We must work hard in the future! '

Not to mention Vereesa, who was secretly encouraging himself, Charlemagne smiled and pushed Tyrande and said, "Then step over, we will face many enemies in the future, although the demigod level in the Burning Legion is not strong enough It’s a bad street, but there are definitely a lot.”

"Earlier advancement will lay a solid foundation for future wars. After all... once the chaos inside Azeroth is cleared up, we will definitely counterattack Argus."

Although encouraged by her husband and sisters, Tyrande shook her head with a troubled face, "No...wait any longer, I will report this situation to Elune when I go back this time, and finally go back to Danasu Complete the promotion in the Temple of the Moon God in Sri Lanka."

Onyxia rolled her eyes, "It's Elune again... Speaking of which, what kind of existence is the moon **** Elune? It seems that she has never seen her entity in Azeroth."

Charlemagne shrugged his shoulders and said, "According to Star Soul, Elune seems to be a true **** attached to the planet Azeroth. Although his rank is not as high as that of a Titan, he can be regarded as an indigenous god, at least worthy of the night elves." Ten thousand years of faith."

He said it seriously, but Charlemagne started racing in his heart at this moment, "Actually, what I'm most interested in is how she gave birth to Cenarius with Malorne..."