Chapter 1273: Dreaming Ceremony

As soon as Varian met with the heart of the Druid Harjan Oak, he handed over everything he requested, and then said to him, "Lord Druid, thank you so much for your help, although We are still not sure about the fact, but if that thing is true, your move has saved many innocent lives."
The Archdruid said with a smile: "It's nothing. Saving lives is also the doctrine of our Druidism. Well, since His Majesty the King has already prepared things, please be patient. I will do it for you. It takes seven days to make this "fantasy dream incense". Your Majesty, don't worry. Even if you are in a hurry, waiting is a must."
Varian nodded his head to show that he would leave. Archdruid smiled and said, "You still have something to give me, but you haven't given it yet."
Varian asked: "What is it?"
Archdruid said, "Your blood, you may have forgotten this matter?"
Varian slapped his head and said, "No, I really forgot to forget it. So, where do I get my blood?"
Archdruid handed Varian a small jade bottle and said, "You just put the blood here."
Varian took the jadeite and saw that it had a smooth figure, like a young girl standing upright. Among the green, it was so beautiful.
Thinking of his blood flowing here, Varian felt sorry for the jade bottle. The Archdruid asked: "Why, Your Majesty, don't you want to give a blood?"
Varian shook his head and said, "In order to save my people, I don't care about this blood. I just regret that my blood is dirty, but it has stained such a good bottle."
The big druid said with a smile: "How beautiful this thing is is just a sight, there is no life, what do you pity for it? Don't do this, so as not to cause you to love things, not love."
Varian nodded and said yes, then pulled out a dagger with him and ran off his wrist without hesitation.
This dagger was also cut hard. When the dagger crossed, the blood flowed out like a spray from the veins of Varian's wrist.
Varian immediately caught the blood in an emerald bottle, and soon received as many vials as possible. When the heart of the oak of Druid Harjan was ready, he immediately waved his staff, and saw a green light fluttering from his staff, and fell on Varian's wrist.
Under that green light, Varian could see his wound healed quickly, that is, in less than thirty seconds, his wound had recovered.
Varian smiled and said to the Archdruid: "Your druid magic is really magical. This healing magic not only heals my wounds, but even makes me feel that my hands are rejuvenated when I was young. Now."
Big Druid said with a smile: "It will be like this. Our magic contains the power of life, which will make people's bodies rejuvenate; but this is only a moment's effect. When the treatment is completely over, your body will still be It will be the same as before."
Varian nodded and said, "This is still very magical. Well, I will give you my blood!"
The Archdruid took the Emerald Bottle and said to Varian: "Your Majesty, go and rest. This has left so much blood, and you will be very weak. Don't be surprised."
Varian sighed, because after such a reminder from Grand Druid, he really felt a little dizzy. Varian knew that this was the result of his age, and it wouldn't be much to shed this blood when he was young.
But disobedience is always impossible, especially for human beings. So he said to Archdruid: "I'll go back then."
The Archdruid nodded and said, "In the past few days, Your Majesty the King must take a good rest. When I am all ready, I will send someone to inform you."
auzw.com After saying goodbye to the Druid and the night elves, Varian returned to his palace.
Lying on the bed, Varian was really tired of the body and mind. This kind of insidious blind work really made him very uncomfortable. After leaving Moline, Varian felt tremendous pressure when dealing with these things that seemed to be beyond the scope of human beings.
The more this is the moment, the more Varian misses Moline, not knowing what important things he will do after leaving here.
In this way, after waiting anxiously for seven days, the night elves finally sent someone to invite Varian. Varian immediately followed the night elf to the magical academy area. After reaching the night elf area, he already saw that there had been a very obvious change here.
The druid magic circle was drawn a long time ago, and now, on the basis of the magic circle, a lot of things have been added.
Varian can see that in the magic circle, he has put on something called "Fantasy Dream Incense" according to certain rules. That is a kind of long-scented thing, inserted in the grass.
In addition, Varian also saw part of the blood components, which should be his own blood.
The heart of the oak of Druid Harjan came to Varian and said, "Your Majesty, you and I will come to a specific place in a while, and our ceremony will begin."
At this time, it was exactly nine o'clock in the evening, and the Archdruid said that the ceremony would start at nine thirty and last until twelve in the middle of the night.
Another disadvantage of this ritual is that if you want to enter the other person's dream, the other party must sleep. If Prince Nasser always stayed up like a cock, it would be bad.
But here, you can only gamble, because this ritual can not be done more than twelve o'clock, then the power of the dream will be greatly reduced, and there is a possibility of failure.
Therefore, this condition is relatively harsh.
Soon, at nine twenty-five, the Archdruid greeted Varian and told him to sit at a point in the magic circle.
Varian's location is exactly where he is surrounded by "Fantasy Dream". There are five copies of the "Fantasy Dream", three in front of Varian and two in the back.
Archdruid told Varian to sit cross-legged and get rid of the inner distractions. Then, the night elf girl held a special kind of fire and lit the five incense sticks.
Varian immediately smelled the fragrance, and the faint green smoke entered his nose and then into his brain. In a moment, Varian felt that everything around him had become indistinct. Even the voice of the people around him seemed to be uncertain.
After a while, Varian felt his body became light and fluttering, as if his body were like cotton wool, and fluttered by the wind.
Speaking of fluttering, it really fluttered. He was suddenly in a gloomy building, inside a ghost.
However, this building was very trance and dim in the eyes of Varian, and after a period of judgment, he discovered that this is Ironforge.
Recognizing this, Varian was happy. It seems that this should be the druid's magic.
He knew the residence of Prince Nasser, because in the interaction with the dwarves a few years ago, Varian also passed the Ironforge through the ground rail.
Although the range of about twenty yards around Varian is like a mist, Varian can still use his memory to follow a familiar path.
Seven to eight times, Varian finally reached Prince Nasser's residence. He didn't push the door, but entered the room directly through the door.