Chapter 1381

"Where have you been all this time? I don't want to report it in advance. "

Looking into the tent of Sophie, Jennie's eyes of the color of concern flashed by, then asked in a flat tone.

"It's a long story..." Sophie sighed. "I was involved in the riot and saved by an elf. During this period, I stayed in the camp of the undead troops and was sheltered by those elves."

Jennie nodded, thinking in her eyes.

"I came back here for the first time after I got the news that the martial law was lifted... I heard about moyas, Lord Jennie. How is he now?" It seemed to be something, Sophie asked eagerly.

Hearing Sophie's question, Jennie's face sank, finally closed her eyes and said slowly, "moyas died in the riot... He was torn to pieces by the angry dwarves who followed him at first but felt cheated at last."

"How could this happen..." Sophie's eyes widened and exclaimed.

"From the beginning, I felt that his approach was not appropriate. I wanted to help him, but he didn't want to accept my kindness." Jennie sighed, "the threat of the necromancer has not yet been resolved, but he has destroyed the internal unity, and even triggered racial conflicts between dwarves and elves. No wonder those Elves will call him an ambitious man by all means."

Sophie stepped forward two steps and came to Jennie: "these are not real! Lord Jennie, you know what happened to moyas. These are just... The lies of the elves... "

With that, Sophie lowered her head. Her slender ears were no longer a symbol of glory at this moment, but more like a kind of shame.

"We are in the middle of a war, started by the necromancer. Sophie, what do you think will happen when you fall into the hands of the necromancer? Sometimes you have to weigh the pros and cons. " Seeing that Sophie looked down, Jennie took the initiative to comfort her.

"Lord Jennie... Are you going to let moyas be treated like this?" Sophie obviously didn't listen to Jennie's words, but asked.

"What I can do is to prevent moyas from being assassinated by other creatures. But when a dwarf of his own race becomes his enemy, what position should I take to continue to protect him in this conflict? " Jennie shook her head and sighed.

Sophie stepped back and looked strangely at Jennie: "moyas didn't do anything wrong. It's the elves who are really wrong."

"You are wrong." Jennie retorted, "no matter what he has been through before, when he intends to use this method to get justice back, he is already wrong. There's something wrong with the way those elves do, even me. "

Jennie sighed deeply: "you should have heard that the leader of the Necromancers is a two artifact holder who is called Lord rod by other Necromancers."

Sophie nodded. As early as in the camp, she heard about it from other elves. It is said that the leader of the undead army had repeatedly attacked the necromancer, but each time it failed.

"I was deceived by a mage and collected a combined artifact belonging to the necromancer for him." As if recalling something, Jennie sighed, "the mage disappeared later, and the combined artifact finally fell into rod's hands. Now, the power of the artifact has deeply threatened the whole world."

Sophie let out a burst of exclamation, she never thought that her most admired Lord Jennie had made such a move. The impact of this incident on Sophie's heart was no less than her knowing that moyas had died.

"The threat of the necromancer has not been removed. There can be no such conflict in Eli. I get the news that the rest of the Necromancers have gathered all their forces. Even those liches who are usually hidden in the dark are no longer hiding their identity. They will launch a final general attack on Eli with just one order. "

Sophie couldn't listen to Jennie's words. She also understood the current situation of Eli, but she always felt very lost, as if she had lost something important.

"Without the existence of that artifact, the strength of the necromancer would not have been improved to this degree." Jennie sighed, "but that's in the past."

"In response to the attack of the necromancer, Eli's upper Council has made a decision to wake up the chief of the forest guardian, the sleeping wise Yuk."

Jenny patted Sophie on the shoulder and whispered.

"In a short time, all the guardians of the jungle will be summoned to the holy land of turalion to attend the awakening ceremony of the wise Yuk. When Yuke wakes up, every creature participating in the ceremony can share the wisdom he has accumulated in countless years of deep sleep and make a leap in his own ability. "

Looking into Sophie's eyes, Jennie said sincerely, "every guardian of the jungle, no matter what his seat, has a place to lead his followers. I hope you can join me in this ceremony."

Seeing that, Sophie opened her mouth and didn't know how to answer.

"Forget about moyas, Sophie. Heroes don't let themselves stand still on one thing. Even though they are still unwilling and regretful in their hearts, things will pass when they are past. We still have to move forward. There is a new journey ahead waiting for us, isn't it? "

Jennie's eyes sparkled with her will.

"But I can't..."

After a long silence, there was a lump in Sophie's words.

"I don't have a strong heroic will like Lord Jennie... I have no way to let it go."

Then, in Sophie's mind, came up with the appearance of moyas. From his helplessness when he was rescued by Jennie at first to his downfall in the tavern, and finally, from a distance outside the dwarves parade, Sophie could see him in the center of a large group of dwarves with angry face.

Sophie didn't know what kind of change had taken place in moyas' heart, but he couldn't stop feeling sad for him. The sentimental spirit couldn't bear to see the fresh life disappear in front of his eyes.

"Moyas..."

The sobbing voice, which was forced to endure, sounded from the camp, but it was not Sophie at this time, but another being who made the sobbing sound.

Sophie followed his reputation. The dwarf, who was rescued by Jennie, woke up at some time and wept with a name in his mouth.