Lugia, my name of the elf

Inside the Temple of Storms;

While Lugia was silently watching everyone in the temple in the Storm Tower, the temple sect and the academic sect, headed by Bosaline and Ryan, were already at war with each other.

In the surrounding space, there is air that is usually not detectable;

At this moment, it actually feels like a weight, pressing on people's hearts and shoulders;

In this weird and depressing atmosphere, everyone feels an indescribable feeling of suffering.

Some teachers and clergymen with weak elf strength can still barely stand on their legs;

But their eyes were full of helplessness and panic, which revealed their fear and uncertainty.

Storm Academy and Storm Temple are the two most powerful forces in the tribe. Once they conflict, the entire tribe may even split directly.

Among them, the expressions of some clergy were even more intriguing.

As the most important members of the temple's power, the seven goddesses are all on the major islands at the moment. It can be said that water from far away cannot quench their thirst for nearness.

It is not difficult to imagine that if a conflict breaks out, this temple will be at an absolute disadvantage and will be slaughtered in an instant.

On the other hand, outside the temple;

Several of Lane's elves, especially the most powerful symbolic bird, opened their breathtaking eyes of oppression and stared at everything in the palace.

Years of getting along with each other symbolizes that the bird and its trainer Ryan have long developed a deep bond and tacit understanding;

Once something happens there or Ryan manually gives a signal, the symbolic bird, which has reached the lord level, will rush over immediately to solve all difficulties and enemies for Ryan.

Even Poseline's Slow King is no match for Ryan's symbolic bird.

The power from the great gods only gave King Slow the ability to compete with others, not the power itself.

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"Ryan, what will you do if I reject your proposal? Are you going to force me?" Boselin resisted the urge to call the Seven Goddess, considering that she is still in the temple at this time. To take action, he could only ask in a cold voice in a discussing tone.

"Storm above, the high priest is a servant of God appointed by the true god of storm, how dare I order you... My original intention is to hope that the high priest can carefully consider the division of powers between the academy and the temple, and also I have to respect the fact that every Stormwind tribesman is the people of God. Ignoring life may lead to the resentment and punishment of the Storm God. Of course, everything is just my guess... I didn't want to tell the story originally. Ryan, who was making a big fuss, naturally walked down the steps and explained his true intention in time.

"However, if the high priest ignores our request, and even ignores the difficulties of many teachers in the college, and finally has to report to the true God of Storm to solve it, I can only regretfully say that this is a disqualification as the supreme leader of the tribe. And betraying the supreme trust in the gods... Also, I don’t want to hide anything, I can indeed contact the Storm God Envoy on the [-]th floor of the Storm Tower." Ryan was neither humble nor arrogant, shouldering the heavy pressure, and said in a deep voice added.

Since Ryan, who is also a believer in God, does not want to use force to make Bosaline submit, he can only convince her with reason.

"He actually has the ability to contact the Lord Storm God Envoy, how is that possible?! Does he have the ability to ignore the rules of the Storm Tower and directly break into the [-]th floor of the Storm Tower? Or can Ryan use a special prayer method like me? How about contacting the mind of the God Envoy?" Poselin was even more astonished when she heard Ryan's shocking words.

In Bosaline's opinion, it would be fine if Ryan had the strength to break into the [-]th floor of the Storm Tower;

But if he can also get in touch with the Storm God Envoy mentally, then what is the meaning of her existence?

"Storm above, am I not your only servant of God? But why are you doing this? Is it because you don't trust me..." Boselin suddenly thought of this possibility, and her eyes changed. There was some distortion, and the pupils couldn't stop trembling; his face was full of disbelief, and he was thinking of loss and sadness.

But the next moment, as a believer in God, Boselin did not immerse herself in sadness too much, but immediately "awakened" and thought:

"No, it can't be that simple; the true God of Storm who gave Ryan such an ability must have a true meaning that I can't understand! Yes, it must be like this!" Boselin's eyes immediately became firm again, and the determination in her heart Her faith allowed her to subconsciously forcefully make the unreasonable things in front of her into reasonable ones.

But while Poselin was thinking a lot, Ryan was waiting with bated breath;

The sound of hurried footsteps abruptly interrupted the conversation and tense situation between the two...

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The guard captain who walked into the temple looked at the people who were directly divided into the two camps of the academy and the temple with a confused look on his face;

In a very short period of time, he unexpectedly forgot about entering the temple and needed to report to Poseline about the changes that occurred above the temple.

The moment the warrior who had been guarding the gate of the temple all year round walked into the temple, countless eyes with various emotions glanced at his body.

Gu</span>This poor guard captain was looked up and down by many senior officials in the tribe, and he gradually began to feel uneasy in his heart.

"This?! What on earth happened!? Why don't these people look at me right? Could it be that there are some weird things happening in this temple? Also, that's weird, isn't that Lord Ryan? Why are you standing opposite the high priest with all the teachers from the academy?" The guard captain, who had no idea of ​​the cause and effect, was naturally confused.

However, with the qualities of a professional warrior, he also has a strong sense of responsibility to care about the safety of the tribe;

This made this conscientious warrior ignore everything and everyone's strange and doubtful looks;

He plucked up the courage to walk behind Poseline and began to truthfully report what happened to a series of warriors and elves outside the temple.

"The storm is above, please report to the high priest; just now..., there were some warriors and elves..."

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But the guard soldier didn't know that his unintentional act of complying with the regulations had invisibly solved the precarious and dangerous situation in front of him.

The voice of the guarding warrior was already very low. After all, he was a warrior directly under the high priest and was only responsible for Bosaline.

But unfortunately, the surrounding environment at this moment is really quiet and strange, without any disturbance;

Even if someone's breathing is a little heavier, it is abnormally obvious;

Even harsh!

Therefore, even though the guard's report was extremely quiet, it was still heard clearly by everyone.

Everyone present learned about the strange thing that the warriors and elves guarding the temple had been stimulated by a mysterious bright light just now, but were safe afterwards;

At this moment, everyone's expressions gradually changed from the initial doubts;

"What happened outside the temple?!"

"Strong light, it stands to reason that the place where our True God of Storm is watching is always calm and calm. How could something unusual happen? It's really weird."

"So many warriors and elves felt the pain. They were obviously injured, but how could they recover as before?"

"...."

As people's thoughts became active, both the clergy and teachers could not help but be curious and began to speculate.

Suddenly, among the many high-level temple personnel, a white-haired old man screamed in surprise as if he had understood some true meaning;

"God's punishment! This is God's punishment!!!"

The next second, the old man looked like a sinner, with a look of horror in his eyes;

Ignoring his already trembling body, he made a crisp "plop" and smashed his old knees to the ground desperately;

He respectfully knelt down towards the statue of the Storm God deep in the temple.

And the behavior of this white-haired old man seemed to awaken all the confused and confused people;

Panic and horror filled the crowd like wild horses running wild.

And Poseline and Ryan, who were in the center of the crowd, also had expressions of shock and fear on their faces;

The two people with the highest status in the tribe were like weathered rocks on the beach, unable to move.

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Storm Tower, top floor;

"These residents, what kind of divine punishment, have they misunderstood me?" Lugia looked at the people of faith who were facing a natural disaster, and looked at the panicked behavior of the people, and couldn't help but laugh and cry...