Since Sharlayan was born, there have been many questions buried in his heart.
Why has he been ostracized by his peers since he was a child? Who is his mother? Why does his father not tell him the details of his life experience, but chooses to be the Riddler?
Excluding these real-life problems, Sarlayan can still see the countdown that comes from nowhere in front of his eyes from time to time.
Sarlayan specifically tested that no one else, including his father Julian, could see this wonderful countdown and thought he was just delusional.
After many attempts to no avail, Sarlayan stopped mentioning this issue to others and gradually forgot about this secret that belonged to him alone.
More than ten years have passed, and the countdown still appears from time to time regardless of the weather. It also appeared once before today's war with the trolls.
At that time, Sarlayan's mind was filled with the excitement of being about to officially participate in the battle, and he completely ignored the countdown with only a few hours left.
In the dead of night, the countdown seconds return to zero.
Along with the inexplicable words, an even more bizarre sight appeared in Sarlayan's sight.
"Barrage?"
With some basic knowledge instilled by the so-called system, Sarlayan immediately turned over and sat up on the simple floor, which also alerted the comrade next to him who was sleeping restlessly due to nervous tension.
"Hmm... Sarlayan, are there any enemies?"
"No."
Sarlayan replied with a calm expression: "I just got up to pee, you can continue to sleep."
"Okay... Phew~"
The Farstrider camp was very quiet at night, with only a few rangers and a mage guarding the magic light source on the second floor of the building.
The mage leaned against the pillar holding his staff, his head dozing off little by little, while the rangers kept scanning the surroundings with sharp eyes.
Although Sarlayan has an unruly personality and often does things that other high elves see as unique, he is not someone who cannot understand the overall situation.
The status of these night watchmen is related to the safety of everyone in the entire camp, and Sarlayan does not want to cause trouble to them.
As quietly as possible, he walked to the corner of the camp, found a step and sat down. Sarlayan began to study the system that suddenly appeared in his soul, as well as the many accompanying barrages.
The contents of these barrages were very messy, mostly meaningless emotions and inquiries, and some people were still sending O messages at him inexplicably.
But digging for gold in shit can still find some useful information. For example, some people mentioned the Battle of Quel'Thalas.
Forcing himself to ignore the barrages for the time being, Sarlayan first focused on the system itself.
Judging from years of experience with countdowns, this so-called system was definitely not connected to him just now. It might even be traced back to the day he was born.
Saryan didn't know what anti-addiction was before, and he roughly guessed that it should be some kind of special function that restricted him from establishing contact with the system before he was 18 years old.
That countdown is the time left to eliminate addiction.
High elves have a very long lifespan, and the current Sun King Anasteria has been in power for more than 3,000 years.
Although the king who left a strong mark on the history of Quel'Thalas is now old, but based on the information obtained during the bragging and farting with his colleagues and friends, it is inferred that the Sun King can at least live for a few more years. Ten to hundreds of years.
Although their lifespan is very long, the growth period of high elves is not much different from that of short-lived humans.
The body also matures in the teenage years, and then it will enter an extremely long peak period, and it will not show its old age until near the end of its life, just like the Sun King Anasteria.
In addition to the barrage, the system of unknown origin only comes with a character panel, which records part of Sarlayan's information.
Character: Sharlayan Deepshadow
Race: High Elf (Mixed)
Status: Excited, confused, minor injuries (fractures)
Combat occupation: Level 11 warrior, level 5 ranger (special occupation)
Talents: Natural affinity, endless fighting spirit, OO bloodline (semi-sealed)
Skills: Charge, Battle Roar, Eagle Eye, High-speed Healing (Talent Skills)
"Uh~"
Sarlayan scratched his head with a headache. He could only understand the character panel roughly, but he still had a vague understanding of many things.
When Sarlayan opened the character panel given by the system, the barrage suddenly exploded.
"66666! There is something special about this online drama. The protagonist also has his own system, time travel?"
"Deep Shadow, I remember there was Viles Deep Shadow in Dark Temple F4, right? Is this protagonist a relative of the thief BOSS?"
"What a thief? He's obviously a stalker (funny)."
"Presumptuous! We, the Qing Dynasty, have our own national conditions!"
"Am I the only one who saw the mixed blood in the parentheses of High Elf, so this is a half-elf? No wonder he looks so slim."
"The sister in front is too young. The uncle's face is mostly obscured by a slovenly beard, and he also has an ugly crew cut. Maybe he could be a potential stock if he takes care of it."
"Anyway, I'll put a chicken coop here first."
"Why does this guy have dual combat roles? Is there such a setting in Warcraft? Long Aotian?"
"Cloud player? Bolvar For the Dragon is a paladin. Can't he also use the warrior's cleave?"
"If you throw away the gameplay provided by the glass slag, what's the fuss about having a secondary job at the same time?"
"Talent is the most worthy thing to say, right?"
"Not to mention endless fighting spirit, it is probably a warrior's natural talent."
"How can the high elves who are supposed to be affinity to arcane magic have a natural affinity? A night elf hybrid?"
"There is also the half-sealed mosaic bloodline... I will make some calculations and there must be something fishy in it."
According to the regulations of the system, you can obtain new skills every time you upgrade your combat position by 5 levels.
Charge and Hawkeye Sharlayan would have.
Battle Roar is a skill that comes with the warrior profession at level 10. By condensing anger and emitting a morale-boosting roar, it can slightly increase one's own attack power.
Endless fighting spirit is Sarlayan's innate talent, which allows him to maintain a high fighting spirit at all times in battle and greatly increases his resistance to abnormal mental states.
As for natural affinity and what kind of bloodline, Sarlayan himself was at a loss.
According to the current situation, it is speculated that the high-speed healing in the talent skill should be related to that mysterious bloodline.
After recovering from his contemplation, Sarlayan saw the topic being discussed on the barrage. According to the basic knowledge given by the system, he tried to communicate with the barrage through consciousness.
Sarlayan: "Can you see my character panel?"
"???"
"Holy shit! Is this an interactive web series? Live broadcast?"
"I've been saying this from the beginning, don't you think the surrounding scenery is too real? The dark red stains on the armor look like real blood."
"Wait a minute... Brothers, I have a bold guess."
"Only brothers? I'm so angry. When will a woman..."
"Female Fist, get out of here, we are still talking about business!"
Some barrages are trying to maintain order, and the number of disturbing barrages has slightly decreased. The person who first made bold guesses raised his own questions as a representative.
Husky was a little confused: "Salayan Deep Shadow, you are not filming a web series or live broadcast, are you? Are you really in Azeroth?"
Sarlayan tilted his head in confusion: "Web series? Live broadcast? What is that?"
"The world I live in is indeed called Azeroth. This is Quel'Thalas, the Farstrider camp in the south of Eversong Forest."
"Quel'Thalas is experiencing an invasion by the orcs, and we just fought against the Amani trolls during the day. Is this the defense of Quel'Thalas you are talking about?"
The barrage that had been quiet for a moment erupted again.
"Can we really communicate?! Are we watching a live broadcast from another world?!"
"I want Sylvanas! Sharlayan, go and stick with the queen!"
"You're talking nonsense! At this time, Shiva is not the Banshee King, and Sarlayan has more important things to do..."
"Go and kill this stupid bitch, Nathanos Blightcaller, first!"
Sarlayan rubbed his brows speechlessly: "What's this mess, Nathanos... is it Nathanos Maris? He is my friend, how come he has become a licking dog?"
"Fuck! (modal particle) It's over, we're too late (sad)."
"For grass (a kind of plant), it's actually not too late, as long as the hoe is dug well... (funny)"
