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"Tell me about that celestial phenomenon again." Aurelia said. Time is getting closer and closer. At that time, she will follow Teregosa to witness the birth of the Weaver.

"Of course, Azeroth has two moons," said Teregosa. "They blend perfectly together is an extremely rare phenomenon, and it only appears once every few hundred years. It is said that the Titans created the Weaver under this celestial phenomenon. So my tribe believes that only at this moment can the Blue Dragon Legion get the power of the Guardian again."

Aurelia sighed and reached out to clean her hair. She suddenly thought of a question, that is, this so-called ritual is just an attempt and imagination of the Blue Dragons, and may not necessarily succeed. "What if it doesn't work? I mean this method is not feasible, what should I do?"

Teregosa did not think of this problem at all. After a brief silence, she replied: "Even if the whole votes, we must choose a guardian."

The Regent nodded, seeing through and not saying it out loud. Everyone knows that the Guardian should be an extremely powerful being, and the Blue Dragon is the Guardian of Magic, and it masters the powerful arcane power. If the new generation of Guardians comes from a simple vote, it is really incomprehensible.

"Aleria?" Teregosa called intimately.

"What's wrong?" The female elf was confused by Ms. Blue Dragon's tone.

The other party whispered: "Please believe that my brother is not interested in the leader's power. He is just worried about the Blue Dragon clan and the world."

Caregus Aurelia recalled the scene when she first saw the blue dragon. Caregus's behavior of covering up the essence of the sun well still made her angry. However, it is worth noting that Caregus is indeed very responsible and will not retreat because of the very dangerous challenges he faces.

"Leaders should not have ambitions for power. The leader's duty is to protect the people and make the culture of the tribe prosperous."

Teregosa looked at her thoughtfully. "You are also a leader. From the actual situation, you have achieved what you said. And I believe that your people cannot live without you."

"I wouldn't have been in that position if I hadn't had any choice," said Aurelia. "This... is a heavy burden."

"Will anyone think you are a little... hypocritical? Please forgive my words because I can't find a more euphemistic statement."

Aurelia looked at the talking Teregosa carefully. She understood. Ms. Blue Dragon asked her this question to reflect Caregos. She was afraid that her brother would overemphasize the responsibility of the leader and would attract some bad suspicion.

The Regent was silent for a while. "Aricos's bloodline gave him a great advantage. But what you have to believe is that the Blue Dragons will know that the son of Malygos is wrong. Just like my people, when Kelthas announced his follower of the Burning Legion, I also doubted whether they would leave me, and in fact their reason would not be shaken by the royal power."

Terregosa nodded quietly, as if she was relieved. Her eyes turned upwards. "This will completely change my brother, and I will definitely. If he becomes a guardian, will he suffer the same fate as other guardians? After all, two guardian dragons are crazy."

Her fear made sense. Aurelia nodded secretly. She had faced similar fears when Kelthas appointed her as Regent. She did not want to carry the weight of a kingdom. This burden would make her make many difficult choices and would always accompany her. Aurelia didn't know how other races were, but she could be sure that once a dragon or a sindore became the leader, they would never be able to let go of this responsibility. They would live much longer.

"This is a very important question, my friend." Aurelia whispered, "I don't know what impact this will have on your brother. Only he can understand it."

Terregosa nodded. "Titans are on, I hope everything will be fine."

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On the Obsidian Dragon Holy Land is a huge and bulky object, covering it with a large piece of canvas. Its shape looks extremely strange. There are many Twilight Dragon people guarding it, and there are also alert Twilight Dragons hovering over the sky. Even the Twilight Hammer's internal personnel are not allowed to approach this thing, making people wonder what is hidden inside.

Since the battle at the Dragon Mile Temple ended, the red dragon's eyeliner has stopped staring here all the time. The money fell from the tree and scattered, and after Alextasa disappeared, the red dragons were also confused.

This is exactly what Twilight Hammer wants to see, hundreds of Twilight believers gathered in the hot Black Dragon Territory. Their leaders were called Father Twilight, and no one knew who he was. He always shrouded his face in the shadow of darkness.

At this moment, Father Twilight was alone in the deepest part of the cave of the Obsidian Dragon Holy Land. He drew many strange symbols on the ground, and then knelt in the center of the symbol with the most pious expression, muttering spells in his mouth. The strange words immediately began to pulsate and shone with a dark light. Then, a black mist boiled in front of Father Twilight. The chaotic ashes of ashes flashed constantly in the black mist, surging violently until a vague shape—a dragon head—was revealed.

Godfather Twilight fell to his knees and said humbly: "My Master."

"How is the plan executed?" Deathwing asked directly. His deep voice penetrated the priest's body, as if he was wary of lying.

"It seems smooth now, but tonight is the most critical. Aricos promised to do his best to win the power of the Guardian. By then, the entire Blue Dragon Legion will become your servant. His request is to hope that you can recognize his status." The Godfather Twilight replied, trying his best to suppress his tension.

The eyes that could be captured in the blurred body slowly narrowed. "Silly Blue Dragon, what I want is not a blue dragon army." Death Wings hissed.

"Of course, of course, master!" The priest comforted the Death Wings, "Aricos remembers his deal with you. Once he becomes the Guardian, he will immediately offer the sacred relics of the Blue Dragon clan to you."

"Once?" Deathwings heard the uncertainty in Father Twilight's tone. Anger was ready to explode in his throat - the plan had the possibility of failure.

"This...Aricos has not become a weaver yet." Father Twilight explained clumsily.

Deathwing suddenly fell into silence, the atmosphere that made the priest feel much more terrifying than when he yelled in anger.
Chapter completed!