The difference between Warcraft and wild beasts lies naturally in the magic word.
The devil of magic, not the devil.
The reason why it is called this is because for most people, Warcraft is a dangerous and rare resource, but it is not a terrifying devil.
When it comes to the origin of Warcraft, perhaps even the most knowledgeable scholars cannot find the correct answer from the pile of old papers. The explanation given in Warcraft Atlas is also the most widely accepted era today.
Long before the Dark Ages.
Long before the golden humans were born.
Long before dragons ruled this continent.
Warcraft exists in this world, and together with those illusory and absurd ancient gods, they dominate this desolate land.
The ancient gods fell asleep and entered Nirvana.
The dragon has gone far away.
Golden humanity swims to the other side.
The dark ages were filled with chaos and ignorance.
Countless years have passed, the world has changed, countless great heroes and powerful men have come and gone, but the magical beasts in this land are still multiplying endlessly.
But this is only relative.
Compared to the prehistoric monsters that once competed with ancient gods, or the ancient existences that were comparable to giant dragons.
The monsters that still breed in this world today are much weaker than their ancestors, as if humans can no longer touch the glory created by the golden humans.
In the Dark Ages, humans and monsters struggled and bitten each other on that vast continent for thousands of years. Eventually, each human clan became stronger and relied on the power inherited in their blood to drive out the monsters from their own clan's territory little by little. When a clan's territory expanded and bordered other clans, human wars began again.
This is the era of war of hundreds of tribes hidden in history.
When the golden humans on the other side interfered with this period of history in the name of God, the remaining seven races eventually became the Hidden Race.
But even so, the Warcraft have already been defeated in the war with humans.
They were driven from the plains.
Because it is suitable for growing crops there.
They were driven from the valley.
Because it is suitable for human habitation.
They were expelled from countless mining areas, from countless forest farms, and from countless lands needed by humans, until humans finally tried to drive them out.
However, this time the world finally said no to human beings.
In the extremely cold wasteland of the north, the warcraft that have evolved to be extremely adaptable to the cold stood firm, and the human adventure team suffered heavy losses.
In the dense forests deep in the jungle, humans who are unable to move on a large scale are also subject to snipers, diseases, toxins, and monsters that jointly block human progress.
And the vast ocean.
There are also towering mountains.
When humans think they are omnipotent, the world vetoes human agendas.
Today's Warcraft are undoubtedly weak compared to humans, but they still survive tenaciously in all lands suitable for their survival, and stubbornly say no to humans.
As a result, this formed the saying of three forbidden areas for human beings that have been circulated for thousands of years in the human world.
Among them, the most famous one is the Forest of Death.
The forest where the sun disappears.
No one knows when this forest existed, but it has been there since humans recorded it. A huge barrier enveloped the entire forest, casting a shadow that obscured half of the kingdom.
The most significant mark it left in history was that during the initial Emperor's Western Expedition, it was the only place that blocked the Emperor's troops, forcing him to change his marching path.
It is a powerful barrier whose principles cannot be explained by humans. It is easy to enter and difficult to exit.
There are many powerful monsters that are often considered extinct in the outside world since the Dark Ages. There are many existences in the heavenly realm. If it were not for the barrier, then the power hidden in this forest may be the most terrifying existence in the world.
However, being difficult to get out does not mean that it is impossible to get out.
Therefore, after mankind's unremitting research and attempts, they finally mastered the method of entering and exiting the Forest of Death on a small scale. Therefore, the Forest of Death began to become a training ground for some big forces, such as the Xingche clan.
The original final result acceptance of their weapons plan was to have all the weapons enter the Forest of Death to hunt for a crystal core of the Heavenly Realm Warcraft.
Although it ended in another way due to Xing Xi's plan to destroy weapons, in the eyes of those big forces, the Forest of Death has undoubtedly become a precious resource.
However, in the eyes of more people, the Forest of Death still represents an extremely terrifying nightmare.
Therefore, when Ziquan learned from Zhiyi's mouth that the former city lord's final estimate was that there was a crack in space here, and the other end of the crack was directly connected to the Forest of Death, he fell into an unstoppable excitement. In shock.
They also saw some small low-level monsters along the way, which were naturally dealt with by Zi Quan's classmate. The powerful attack power of the Demon Swordsman profession and Zi Quan's own high-level strength naturally crushed them like melons and vegetables.
Ziquan kindly preserved the intact fur of every monster he encountered, and cut open their chests one by one, taking out a slightly shiny crystal core the size of a thumb from the heart diaphragm, or from under the hard bone between the eyebrows.
These crystal nuclei are all consumables. Whether they are ground to make potions or whole grains to make magic items, they are commodities in short supply.
Not to mention the furs of Warcraft, don’t you see that there are a lot of mercenaries wearing cloaks made of dyed rabbit skin?
The purple-haired girl didn't care at all about the blood on her hands. Her naked hands easily peeled off the fur of the last prey, then bundled it with the previous one and put it into a leather bag, and put it with the small bag containing the crystal core. Together, they handed the paper clothes to the girl who was a little curious to watch her movements.
This is originally a skill that every mercenary masters proficiently. Every battle needs to obtain corresponding gains, otherwise it will be a loss-making business.
Therefore, when fighting people, you can strip the clothes and equipment of the deceased. When fighting monsters, you naturally need to use the fur and crystal cores of monsters. When you encounter precious monsters like the White Plum Snow Deer, whose blood can be used as medicine, you will naturally not give a drop of blood. The body remains.
But Ziquan is not like that.
She is not a mercenary at all. She is essentially a sixteen or seventeen-year-old college student with no sense of urgency for money at all.
The reason why she knew the core locations of various World of Warcraft was because she took the course of World of Warcraft Atlas.
The reason why she is able to skillfully peel off the fur of demonic beasts is because she is a demon swordsman and had similar practice in her initial swordsmanship training.
But more fundamentally, it's because Ziquan's father is a hunter.
Unlike other people in the Late Summer Friends Club, her resume can easily be written clearly on a piece of paper.
A gifted student from Qiuwu College, he passed three exams and entered Ye Ye College at the age of fourteen, becoming a college student admired by thousands of people.
But before she was fourteen, she was the eldest daughter of her ordinary parents.
She came from an ordinary family and wanted to attend Qiuwu College. Her family paid a large tuition fee for her, which made her already poor life even worse. Therefore, in her childhood, in addition to studying and practicing hard in the college, she also Most of my memories are of floating in the icy stream with my father on a cold winter day, peeling off the fur of prey bit by bit with a small knife, and carefully cutting and weighing the meat.
So for Lan Che, Zhiyi's experience was just a kind of superior pity and sympathy, but for Ziquan, there was nothing more than empathy.
She had a sensitive and strong girlhood, so she didn't want to take the initiative to use money to help this girl.
She is more inclined to use the form of "trophies" as a little bit of her affection for the paper clothes.
Whether it's herbs along the way, harvested crystal cores, or furs.
"Yours." The gentle purple-haired girl said with a smile, her dove-gray eyes shining slightly.
"Thank you..." Zhiyi bit his lip and accepted, his voice trembling slightly: "Thank you."
So on the way down, Ziquan couldn't help but ask curiously.
Why is it that there are such rich spiritual grass resources and low-level monster activities here, but there is no team of adventurers stationed here for a long time.
"There was." The girl with a bulging backpack on the back of the paper coat filled with "trophies" lowered her head and said softly: "But then it disappeared."
"Where are they?" Lan Che asked.
"Not even a body was found." Zhiyi shook his head as if he remembered something scary.
"Later, the city lord said that this place is probably connected to the Forest of Death."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lan Che showed the wand in his hand.
"You didn't mention this in your previous description."
There was a slight chill in the tone of this gentle girl with twin ponytails.
Ziquan had never seen another version of Lan Che, but she still felt a little uneasy, so she opened her mouth to smooth things over, but her tone was also tougher.
"I need an explanation."
"The city lord ordered." Zhiyi said with his head lowered while carrying his bag, his green hair falling under the headscarf.
She looked very panicked: "The city lord said not to tell you too many details, and to return immediately after finding the frost maple grass. Although there is no regular pattern in the eruption of fissures, the overall frequency is still very low. As long as you collect the medicine once, It’s unlikely that an accident will happen.”
"The city lord is afraid that you won't dare to come here if you find out." Zhiyi then added.
Lan Che smiled slightly, and smiled gracefully and elegantly: "You put it like that, I really want to meet you, the Lord of the City."
She is a noble named Lan, the daughter of the head of the third family. If you really anger her, then the so-called meeting is far more than just meeting.
Ziquan naturally understood this. Lan Che was usually gentle and graceful. There was almost no one who didn't like this young school girl, so he almost never saw this essentially terrifying nobleman named Lan when he was angry.
But one thing is certain, no one wants to see an angry noble named Lan.
There are countless terrible legends among the nobles surnamed Lan that are passed down orally by the people of Lanye. Ziquan has heard many of them but has never thought of seeing any of them with her own eyes, so she gently pulled Lan Che and then said lightly: " Since we are partners, even if we are not required to be honest about everything, the most basic sharing of information is a must.”
"We only allow this to happen once. If it happens again, don't blame us for giving up the mission."
While Zhiyi was nodding, Ziquan turned his head.
They were quite close to the depths of Maple Leaf Valley at this time, but there were no high-level monsters. Originally, Ziquan considered it normal. After all, there were very few high-level monsters here to speak information.
But if there are space cracks gushing out here, and even high-level monsters sometimes wandering to the periphery to hurt people and prey on people, then it is impossible that there are no high-level monsters here.
It's just possible that it hasn't been discovered yet.
In other words, it is hiding.
Zi Quan glanced at Lan Che.
She was originally a Feng Shui magic swordsman, but after Operation Yancheng, she completely transformed into a fire magic swordsman. Therefore, she could not use any of the wind detection magic she originally mastered.
So she could only turn to the light magician around her.
Lan Che nodded.
She chanted the incantation skillfully, and a very slight halo of light like water emitted from the top of the wand, and then spread to all sides.
The moment the halo disappeared into the jungle, Lan Che's expression suddenly changed: "Get ready to fight."
The moment Lan Che opened his mouth, and the moment Zi Quan held his sword in front, the bushes on the left were torn to pieces, and a huge vermilion manticore flew towards Zi Quan in the air.
Manticore, an ancient monster, reaches level 20 when it reaches adulthood.
It has been following the team in hiding, and has been holding back due to uncertainty about the team's strength.
Ziquan understood at this moment why she had the illusion of being spied on after being awakened by Zhiyi.
When the manticore realized that it was being fed back by magic, it immediately launched an attack, just in line with its characteristics.
The introduction to the Manticore in the World of Warcraft Atlas is as follows: It has always been considered one of the oldest Warcraft, but now it is difficult to find traces of them. Their remnants can only be found in some ancient ruins and magical forests. population.
Risk level: high.
Heaven realm potential: quite high.
Physical signs: lion body, bat wings, scorpion tail.
Temperament: Cruel and cunning, good at hiding, good at surprise attacks, not able to endure long-lasting battles.
As for the one in front of him, Ziquan had no time to try to distinguish the level of the enemy in front of him, because the attack was already in front of him, the fishy wind blew in his face, and the scorpion tail hidden under the wings was like a spear coming from nowhere.
If they were ordinary mercenaries, when such a behemoth eight feet tall and over a foot long came from the bushes, 80% of the people would be frightened and helpless, and 10% would collapse on the ground.
But after all, she is not an ordinary mercenary, she is Ziquan.
A top student from Ye Ye Academy and the young leader of the Feiyu Group of the Snow Burial Club, he even once faced a powerful and strange lava beast in an alien plane, and had countless missions.
To put it simply, there are not many things in this world that can scare this girl.
She stood calmly, her rapier in her hand cleverly curled into a sword flower, and a small magic pattern was being drawn.
She wasn't sure that this magic mark would definitely cause serious damage to it, but it would definitely leave an impression on it.
However, the moment the manticore approached Ziquan, its bat wings flapped, and it passed Ziquan directly and rushed behind her.
It turned out to be a feint, this manticore's intelligence was so high.
Ziquan, who is holding a sharp blade, is obviously a melee professional, and at first glance, he is the strongest in the team. If he is unaware of the monsters, he will naturally attack the enemy closest to him.
However, this act of pretending to attack Ziquan, but actually pointing the sword behind him, is close to the level of conspiracy.
Behind Ziquan were Lan Che and Zhiyi.
Lan Che was a magician and a long-range spellcaster, so he was naturally the priority target to attack. However, the manticore ignored it and rushed directly towards Zhiyi.
The herbal girl was already standing there, watching the manticore rushing toward her, unable to even move.
Yes, if there are ordinary people here, then she is one of them.
Lan Che lowered his head.
A cold smile appeared on his lips.
He is a really clever hunter, just like a predatory lion who always pounces on the calf in the herd first. It is not only simple, but also effective.
Such simple and efficient logic applies everywhere.
If it were a human being, it would also be analyzed that bringing an abnormally weak person into a dangerous place must have a special purpose.
So for Manticore, it's just because - the weakest is the easiest to kill.
Even just injuries can bring a burden to the team and slow down their progress.
Ziquan turned back, but she could not move any faster. The only one who was closer to Zhiyi was Lan Che, and the only one who could save Zhiyi was Lan Che.
But Lan Che didn't move at all.
Zhiyi also forgot to call for help at this time and watched the huge manticore slowly approaching her, with a murderous look on its face.
Ziquan was furious. She looked at Lan Che, but she didn't even have time to shout. Everything happened in the flash of lightning. She only had time to turn around.
Seeing that the manticore was about to knock down Zhiyi.
Lan Che finally moved. She seemed to have finally confirmed something. She moved slightly, reached out and pulled the paper clothes behind her like a doll, and then stretched out her right hand holding the wand as if to block it. Manticore's attack.
All this was originally too late, because she was a weak magician, and because she was just a little further away from Paper Clothes than the Manticore.
But she only moved her steps and came to Zhiyi's side. She only raised her hand and opened a shallow circle of light.
Zi Quan saw her eyes, as cold and cold as the water of a deep spring.
The manticore's hooked scorpion tail hit the shallow circle of light hard, but it was like a fallen leaf falling on the surface of the deep pool, causing a circle of ripples.
Then Lan Che gently raised his hand, and the manticore flew backwards. Its wings flapped in the air dozens of times before it stabilized its body.
The manticore looked at the prey in front of it in astonishment, as if it had never encountered such a strange prey in its long hunting career.
"Sister Ziquan." Lan Che said lightly with a smile, but there was not much smile in his words: "Leave it to you, I will protect this ghost girl."
