The Search for the Lost Life

"Are you okay?" A voice rang in his ear, Mobai looked up, only to see a Silvermoon City guard standing beside him asking.

Mobai shook her head, trying to stand up, but a burst of unbearable pain came from her knees to her calves, making her crumbling.

The guard beside him stretched out his hand to support Mo Bai in time.

Mobai glanced at the guard's hand that touched her, she didn't feel too cold?

"Rest over there." As if he didn't pay attention to Mobai's gaze, the guard pointed to a bench not far away and said, "Now all the priests in Silvermoon City have rushed to Death Scar for reinforcements, I will send someone to invite One will come back to heal your wounds."

"No need." Mobai glanced around, the guard team who rushed over had already scattered everywhere to guard, and the civilians who came out to help were also persuaded to go back to the house, "How is the situation outside the city?"

The guard didn't ask again and again. After all, at such a critical moment, it would take a lot of time for the priest to withdraw from the battlefield and walk through the entire Silver Moon City to treat Mobai's wounds.

"Not very good." There were no civilians around, and it was Mobai who asked the question. The guard thought for a while and answered truthfully, "This raid is very strange. These natural disaster murlocs are cruel and cunning, and they advance and retreat in an orderly manner." .”

Speaking of this, she frowned, as if thinking of some unpleasant scene, she shook her head: "However, the increase in personnel here and Eagle Wing Plaza is very fast, and it should be suppressed."

Mobai nodded, since she could suppress it, she didn't need to consume potion treatment to help.

Relaxing eyes fell on the corpses of the gargoyles on the ground, Mobai noticed that the corpse of the leader of the gargoyles was shining with fluorescence, it seemed that there was something on the corpse.

"We were really shocked when we heard that we were attacked here. Fortunately, you are here, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous." Following Mobai's line of sight, the guard couldn't help sighing, "My name is Tanya, and I am Silver. The captain of the third team of the Moon City Defense Army."

"Mobai lost his way." Mobai nodded.

Tanya smiled: "I'll go back to defense first, let me know if there's anything you need." She gave a military salute and sternly shouted, "It's all for the glory of Sin'dorei."

Mobai watched as Tanya quickly went around to confirm the guarding of all personnel, and ordered the two to clean up the gargoyle corpses in the royal court, gather them up and prepare to be burned at any time.

Taking advantage of her break, she took out some food and took a few bites.

Sure enough, there was still a dull pain in his leg, but no player around the square could see it.

This battle, and even this Silvermoon City, might be unique to the world of Azeroth.

The guard who was picking up the corpse suddenly ran over, holding something to Mobai with both hands respectfully: "This was found on the corpse of the leader of the gargoyle!"

As soon as Mobai took it, the guard ran back again.

After all, it was Mobai who killed him, so there is no problem with taking the spoils.

Mobai looked down at the things in his hands, feeling a little strange.

It was a small puppet, looking like a chubby little puppet, with simple eyes, nose, mouth and ears on a wooden face, and wearing clothes similar to leather armor trousers.

Mobai read the puppet's explanation and raised his eyebrows.

[Stand-in puppet, die once instead of the holder. 】

This kind of thing, which is very against the sky to some extent, actually exists in this world?

Of course, this is not very useful for players, this is a game that requires constant death and running corpses every day.

But for the existence of Azeroth...

Mobai still remembered those people who lost their memories completely after they died when they first arrived at Eagle Wing Square.

They will be refreshed due to the influence of the system, with the same appearance and name, but they are no longer those who died at the beginning.

Thinking of this, Mobai couldn't help but feel that this world of Azeroth is actually gradually breaking away from the control of the game and developing into a truly independent world.

But if this is the case, after the death of an aborigine, I am afraid that it really no longer exists.

At this moment, the puppet in Mobai's hand blinked suddenly, jumped up, and stood with Mobai's palms on his hips: "Hey, hello, you saved me from that smelly gargoyle Bar!"

Mobai looked at the puppet in surprise: "You can talk?"

The puppet raised its head high: "Of course, I am also a noble puppet with life!"

Mobai nodded, and made a gesture to stuff the puppet into the bag, but the puppet grabbed the edge of the bag and struggled to shout: "Don't put me in the dark place, let me stay outside!"

Order?Mobai ignored it and continued to stuff.

"Hey, noble blood elf, the most beautiful blood elf, just let me stay outside, I will be obedient!" The puppet finally changed its tone and recognized its position.

In this way, Mobai brought it up again: "Can you die for someone once?"

She asked so directly that the puppet lowered its head in frustration: "Yes, although I don't want to admit it, I still can't lie. I can indeed be a stand-in once."

It can be heard that the puppet is also very unwilling to accept this "fate".

"You are a warrior, aren't you?" The puppet looked at Mobai and became more and more frustrated.All living beings know that the death rate of warriors is the highest, higher than that of soldiers who go to war.

Mobai nodded.

"I don't need you to be my substitute." Her simple words made the puppet look at her with wide eyes expectantly, "I will take you to Sunstrider Island to accompany someone alone, and I don't intend to take you Tell her the real role."

The puppet seems to be very smart.

It frowned and thought for a while, then understood what Mobai meant.

It knows about Sunstrider Island, it should be regarded as the safest place in Eversong Forest.

There are magisters, arcanists, and recruits who are specially guarded there, and the Eagle Wing Square guards the only entrance bridge. The civilians living there have the most peaceful life.

"I will accompany her well!" The puppet promised immediately, patting his chest.

Such a result is already the best result it can think of.

Instead of reminding the puppet's thinking of simply believing every word it hears, Mobai just hooked the corners of his mouth and let it run to his shoulder and put it there.

The pain in the leg has been relieved a lot, Mobai checked his blood volume, stood up and planned to go to the scar of death to see the situation.

Before Mobai could take a few steps, the guards came over one after another.

Accompanying him were several priests.

"Mobai Lost, I'm glad to see you again." The person who spoke was an old acquaintance, Captain Eldu Zhihen of the Blood Eagle Troop who had always been wary of Mobai.

The sword in his hand was still stained with hideous blood, and the armor on his body was also stained with dust and blood, and several cracks could still be seen.

"Win?" Mobai asked.

Seeing Eldu, Mobai was a little more certain about his previous guess, that the world of Azeroth is indeed gradually getting out of the control of the game system.Originally, Eldu belonged to the aborigines within the range of Eagle Wing Square, and he shouldn't be able to leave there.

"Temporarily." Eldu moved, walked to Mobai and sat down on the other side of the bench.

There was a deep bone wound on his leg, and it was unknown what had cut it open.

Two priests came over, and one of them knelt down and put his hands on the wound on Eldu's leg, reciting the healing technique. Soon, a pale golden light lit up at the wound.

The other person did the same, casting a healing technique towards Mobai.With the gathering of holy energy, Mobai frowned slightly.

These healing techniques can indeed directly heal the injuries on her body, but they must be accompanied by severe pain.

It was an injury to her half-dead body.

"You can ask for a shaman or a druid to heal." Eldu has been paying attention to Mobai, seeing her frown, it is obvious that there is restrained patience under the expressionless face.

Mobai couldn't help but look at Erdu, and even the priest who treated her stopped in shock.

Eldu shrugged happily.

"I can't help being so picky on the battlefield." Mo Bai said flatly, turning around her legs and feet that have recovered most of them, but she has experienced a lot of these pains.

"But, this is not a battlefield, our hero." A thick and gentle voice recalled not far away, and a piebald female tauren walked over. With her waving hands, a green light surrounded her. Staying in Mobai, a refreshing sense of comfort permeated Mobai's whole body, "I am a druid stationed in Silvermoon City, now is the time to rest, you don't have to demand yourself like the battlefield."

"Thank you." Mobai couldn't help saying.

Just this simple conversation, Mobai can be sure that they have not forgotten the fact that she died because of her growth, and they also know that she controls the plague energy like a natural disaster of the undead.

However, they did not exclude themselves because of this.

"Mobai Mobai!" Al didn't know when he ran out, and jumped directly at Mobai, "I just watched you beat those gargoyles, it's really amazing!"

Mobai looked down at the blood elf child who was not afraid of him at all, and then looked up at the people walking around.

Now and then someone would smile and nod at her, respectfully.

Before he knew it, Mobai already had a completely different status among the blood elves.

Blood Elf Reputation - Exalted.

This is the tip that Mobai got just now.

It was only then that Mobai noticed the status of the reputation, checked it, and even the reputation of the Tauren and the Forsaken already had reverence, while the reputation of trolls and orcs had reverence.

If the prestige of the five main cities is all set to Worship, something strange will happen, Mo Bai inexplicably had such an idea in his mind.

She didn't let go of this unfounded idea. You must know that when she was fighting against the gargoyle group just now, it was a similar flash of inspiration that allowed her to comprehend new skills, so that she would not be dismembered by the gargoyle.

"Mobai, this natural disaster murloc's attack is very strange. It seems that they didn't try their best. The next battle deployment will be held soon. Do you want to participate?" Eldu looked at Mobai and asked suddenly.

Mobai raised his eyebrows and looked over: "Me?"

Eldu nodded affirmatively.

Even if Mobai possesses the power of natural disasters, her actions have proved everything.

"Of course." Mobai immediately replied, "For the glory of Xin'dolei." She will not let Silvermoon City be invaded by the hateful natural disaster again.

Even though her soul comes from another world, she is still a blood elf, and she has already decided to continue fighting in this capacity.

What's more, for the goal in her heart, this war can also be regarded as her chance.

A chance to make a name for yourself in Azeroth.

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