Medivh's reputation as an astral mage was not earned for nothing. In terms of his breadth of knowledge, even Sarlayan, who had barrages to provide information, was far inferior to Medivh, who had personally traveled to many planets.
Of the many worlds Medivh visited, Draenor was one of the most special.
This is not to say that Draenor has much advantage over other planets.
Due to the secret planning and influence of the ghost of Sargeras, Medivh invested far more energy in Draenor than on other planets.
Therefore, when Sarlayan mentioned the Apexis civilization and the Breath of Rukhmar, he could clearly tell from the slightly surprised look in Medivh's eyes that the planet mage did have some understanding of the arakkoa's killer weapon. .
Sure enough, Medivh nodded without hesitation: "I've heard of it, but when I traveled to Draenor, the Apexis civilization had already declined, and the arakkoa were split into high-level arakkoa and arakkoa due to different stances. There are two camps of people in exile.”
"The Breath of Rukhmar...does this marvelous creation from the peak of Apexis civilization really still exist?"
Sarlayan gave an affirmative answer with a serious expression: "Although the Apexis civilization has gone through many hardships and its strength has long been inferior to its former glory, the arakkoa do still retain the breath of Rukhmar."
"However, due to poor storage and maintenance, this powerful ancient weapon has been seriously damaged and needs to be repaired from the inside out before it can be used again."
"Hmm..." Medivh looked at Sarlayan thoughtfully and asked: "I know you never let go of anything. Since you mentioned the Breath of Rukhmar at this time... could it be this ancient artifact? Now controlled by Quel'Thalas?"
Sarlayan shrugged and said frankly: "Absolutely."
"To put it simply, in order to win over the firebird demigod Rukhmar and the crow demigod Anzu, I brought the two groups of arakkoa from the harsh environment of Draenor to Azeroth for resettlement."
"In return, and in order to obtain more assistance from all aspects of Quel'Thalas, the senior arakkoa and the top brass of the arakkoa exiles unanimously decided to hand over the Breath of Rukhmar to Quel'tha, which they have long been unable to use. Lars ‘keeps it for you’.”
"Hey~" Medivh said with interest: "I understand what you mean."
"In the words of your high elves, Rukhmar's Breath is a perfect creation of ancient magic technology."
"Not to mention how much the repaired Breath of Rukhmar can increase the combat effectiveness and deterrence of Quel'Thalas, just in the process of studying this ancient weapon, Quel'Thalas' magic guide Technology can be greatly improved.”
Sarlayan did not shy away from this topic. After all, he obtained the Breath of Rukhmar from the arakkoa through an open transaction.
The reason why the arakkoa were able to quickly establish a foothold in the Lost Islands was indispensable to the continuous support provided by Quel'Thalas in all aspects, including but not limited to diplomatic help and resource supply. This was a win-win deal.
Medivh was not interested in politics or diplomacy; he was more concerned about the value contained in Rukhmar's Breath itself.
"My mother will definitely be very interested in studying this ancient magic technology product. It can just use this to consume her excess energy."
As a short-lived human being who is used to seizing the day, Aegwynn, who lives nearly a thousand years, is a true all-rounder.
She did not waste her more than 900 years of life and conducted in-depth research on various spells, enchantments, artifact manufacturing, etc.
The artifact bracelets hanging on Sharlayan's wrists were made by Aegwynn, which shows that Aegwynn must have a strong interest in artifact research.
If you want to repair the severely damaged Breath of Rukhma, you must first analyze the internal structure and operating principles of this ancient artifact.
Quel'Thalas is a magical kingdom, and the craftsmen in the country have some knowledge of arcane arts.
However, for this kind of professional analysis work, it is definitely not enough to rely on craftsmen alone. Arcanists who have considerable attainments in magic technology must be put in to provide help.
Aegwynn, who is versatile in magic, is undoubtedly the most suitable person to serve as the leader of the analysis team, of course, provided that she is willing to join this secret project.
The scheduled departure for Draenor is three days later, and Medivh can take advantage of the last few days to communicate with Aegwynn, who has just returned to Dalaran.
After Medivh said goodbye and left, Sharlayan, who had also just returned home, immediately found Stellagosa and asked about Ansu's situation.
Little Xingxing rolled her eyes angrily: "Have you played with the one-to-one real model enough, do you finally think of Ansu?"
"Ah this..."
Sarlayan knew that this was his fault, and scratched his head in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I was really busy and dizzy."
Stella Gosa is not Valeera, and she does not have her aggressive temper. She shook her head helplessly and said: "Anzu has awakened from his dormancy long ago. According to your instructions before leaving, we will keep him in Quill temporarily. Salas awaits follow-up news.”
"According to his past habits, he should be quietly watching the scenery somewhere in Yonge Forest right now."
Sarlayan and Valeera grew up in Yongsong Forest, and they have long been accustomed to the scenery in this vast forest.
But for Anzu, who has seen too much of Draenor's desolate environment, the resource-rich and picturesque Eversong Forest has many beautiful sights worth seeing.
Anyway, we have to wait until Sharlayan takes the time to return to Draenor together. Ansu, with the idea of taking things as he comes, has been relaxing and traveling around Quel'Thalas for more than half a month.
According to Stellagosa, he even received permission from the Sun King to go to Quel'Danas to visit the Sunwell.
"Forget it, let's wait until he comes back."
Sarlayan stretched lazily and yawned: "I'm going to take a nap first. I haven't slept much in the past half a month. I should adjust to the jet lag."
Jaina, who had been holding Sarlayan's arm, couldn't help showing her dead eyes: "...Are you serious?"
"With your current physique, you really don't need sleep, but... those mortal researchers can't, right? Are you overdoing it?"
"Haha..." Sarlayan smiled sheepishly: "I really didn't pay much attention when I was immersed in research and development. When you put it like this... the dark circles under the eyes of those guys in Valant are indeed very heavy, and they should be let go. They’re getting a good rest.”
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Saying he wanted to take a nap, Sarlayan still moved around for a while before falling asleep with the tired Jaina in his arms.
After 4 o'clock in the afternoon, when the two of them walked from the master bedroom to the living room together, Valeera, who had returned from Silvermoon City at some unknown time, happened to report to Sarlayan that Ansu had also returned to the lord's mansion.
"Sorry sorry."
Seeing Anzu again in the living room after more than half a month, Sarlayan first said apologetically: "Please forgive my poor hospitality for leaving you in Quel'Thalas for more than half a month without asking any questions. .”
Ansu is also a demigod of the wilderness with endless longevity, and he doesn't care about the mere half-month neglect.
"It's a small matter. After all, you are not a busy person like me. It's normal to be busy."
Sarlayan smiled noncommittally and ignored this embarrassing topic knowingly.
"Thank you for your understanding. Let's get down to business."
When it came to business, Sarlayan's expression became serious.
"I want to know if there is more information that can be mined about the ancient god of Draenor."
Ansu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "If Setai is still here, maybe he can provide you with some useful information."
"It's a pity that I don't have a deeper understanding of the unknown ancient god. The information I provided you last time is all I know."
"Well..." Sarlayan pondered for a moment before continuing: "Then let me change the question."
"As a local snake in Draenor, if the ancient god is still alive, which area do you think it will make its home?"
Among the three great wild demigods of Draenor, Anzu is the only intelligent life form that has never died since its birth and has fully experienced the long history of Draenor.
No joke, the Crow Demigod is a living fossil of Draenor. No one knows the many major events in Draenor from ancient times to the present better than him.
After all, many of these things he had personally experienced or at least witnessed with his own eyes.
Ansu lowered his head and pondered for a while before giving an uncertain answer.
"If you ask me, the Aranka region is the most likely. Setai heard the whisper of the ancient god in a corner of the Aranka peak."
