Druid's Marvel Travels

Chapter 167 The Druid's Inheritance

"..."

Oakes took a deep breath and sat opposite Javier. He now has a lot of questions:

"I do know about things in Azeroth. Frankly speaking, I have never heard of your name among the archdruids with surnames."

"I am not a good enough druid, but I have practiced long enough to steal the title of great druid."

Havel shook his head with a wry smile, as if recalling something unbearable.

He glanced at the statue of the bear complicatedly:

"Ursoc, you... are familiar with it?"

"Yes...but..."

Oakes was silent for a moment, shook his head and sighed:

"It didn't end well for him."

"Yes, before Azeroth's expedition to the Shadow Realm, the spiritual seed of the giant bear demigod Ursok was completely exhausted, and the heart energy was drained and used as nourishment to maintain other life cycles..."

Javier was silent for a moment, and Oakes saw that his hand clenched into a fist, and he slowly loosened it after a long while:

"This is a huge blow to me as a Druid of the Claw, which can be called a collapse of faith."

"So, you broke down?"

"Yes, although I try my best to stay awake, I know very well that when I got the news, my soul was already at a loss."

Javier sighed, patted his head, and smiled wryly again:

"So, I'm not a good druid... I failed to realize the responsibility of resisting aggression, and fell into a dead end, getting deeper and deeper...

Finally, in the battle against the Warden, I fell as a tank—the confusion of the soul slowed down my survival instincts. "

Javier shook his head vigorously, no longer thinking about that tragic scene.

"My soul was confused, intertwined by the power of death and life, and with Ysera's blessing, I came to this magical place——

Although the power of nature here cannot be compared with Ardenweald at all, it is very special.

You should feel it, here is where the forces of life and death meet. "

"Yes, this is the intersection of three large worlds, a transit space."

Oakes nodded, and then asked impatiently:

"You said you came 4000 years earlier, so why is the Druid heritage here Drust?"

"I came here 4000 years ago, and the current image is a light elf."

Javier shrugged:

"Occasionally there are humans and light elves who have entered here by mistake and can't get out.

I have never passed down the way of druids, but I am the source of the development of the way of druids in this world. "

He pointed helplessly at the re-rooted holy oak tree:

"At that time, I could only use this huge oak tree as the sustenance of my soul, and I couldn't even project my soul like it is now.

The miracle produced by this oak tree has become the subject of people's worship, and it is called the 'holy oak tree'.

I rely on the power here to slowly recover, but the power of death is also affecting me all the time... [-]

In the end, I, who failed to recover in time, was polluted by the power of death, which also led to changes in the druid inheritance.

The legend of 'the independent utopia' spread to the outside world, but at that time, I was unable to prevent the radical elements in the Druid religion from getting involved in the power of death. "

"I see... But why is there no legend in Alfheim... I mean, the world of the light elves?"

Light elves, a species that is relatively immortal compared to humans, should undoubtedly have these memories.

"Because they are long-lived species, they were all sacrificed by sect leaders who have become 'Drust' but still pretend to be druids."

Javier looked gloomy:

"The blasphemous power further bound my will.

As they took part in more and more wars in the outside world, they even used the power of sacrifice to comprehend the method of using the souls of living people to create structures.

It's just that, in the eyes of people who don't know the truth, this place is still an 'ideal land of independence from the world'! "

"I have cleaned up all those structures."

Oakes rubbed the space between his brows, there is so much information...

"So do you know about King Arthur? And the Fairy of the Lake?"

"I still have an impression of this."

Speaking of this, Javier's complexion became strange:

"There was a special woman who came in here and tried to kill me...it was the 'Fairy of the Lake'.

There seems to be a problem with her memory, she seems to have killed too many lives, and she seems to have existed for a long, long time.

So under the interweaving of life and death, she... went crazy.

The holy sword she gave Arthur, I think it is no less than that produced by the dwarf master.

But she herself feels very strange to me. She has powerful astral energy, but her life form is very strange, like a construct.

She went out with Arthur and didn't come back with him. "

"Astral energy? Constructs? Existing time is ancient?"

Oakes was stunned for a moment, this feature... Eternals? !

"What does that woman look like?"

"Platinum long hair, strong fighting skills, can use astral energy to create various long and short weapons...but her murderous aura is too heavy."

Javier virtualized the image of a heroic woman, whom Oakes had never seen before.

"I have seen the kind of life you mentioned in the outside world. I am still investigating about them."

"If you see this kind of life, you must be careful... They should not be simple."

Oakes nodded silently, never expecting another Eternal Race and her ability to be known in this way.

"Wait, you said Arthur came back later?"

Oakes suddenly remembered this:

"Then he is now..."

"He was sent back by four witches, the priests of Drust, when he was dying."

Javier smiled wryly:

"At that time, Drust had no healing spells that could save him, so his final destination is me."

"..."

Oakes was silent for a moment, is there any secret in this...

"So where does my power and inheritance come from? Your place? Or... Azeroth?"

Oakes' question made Javier shake his head:

"Of course not here. Your power inheritance level is very high. Among other things, you are a four-cultivation archdruid. I have only seen Malfurion with this ability before."

"..."

Inexplicably, there is a sense of pride!

"It's just that your inheritance is flawed."

Oakes felt cold: "Defect?"

"Yes."

Javier nodded seriously:

"When you aroused a large-scale force of nature and the astral world in the outside world, I, who has the same power, was finally awakened.

At that time, I discovered that although your soul is very special, it lacks enough time to settle. "

He pointed to his phantom:

"So I tried my best to help you. I used a ruin outside containing cosmic energy to guide the remaining power of the Arden Fairyland to help stabilize your soul, but the problem is still not completely solved."

"The lack of time for soul power to settle will not only prevent you from being quickly blessed by the power of nature in any environment, it will take time to communicate slowly, and it will also limit your upper limit."

Javier looked at Oakes with a cloudy complexion, and smiled slightly:

"But you still appeared here in the end, saved me, and let me find the meaning of my presence here."

He glanced at Ysera's statue again:

"I came here just to wait for your appearance...and then, to help you make up for 4000 years of time precipitation, and...

The way of balance I realized between life and death! "

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