The Great Plains have been around for more than 10,000 years since God created the first life here. As the ancestral land of all life in the entire Lanman Continent, the Great Plains were not as desolate as they are now, in the records of the ancient scrolls of the three major kingdoms, the Great Plains of the Creation Yuan were still densely forested, full of lakes, and full of life, and there were dragons circling and flying in the sky, guarding the earth for the gods-

But in the end, nothing beats the passage of time. The orcs went to the north, the elves went to the east, the humans thrived in the west, and even the dragons left the continent and settled in the remote and mysterious dragon island of Tismorak. So the Great Plains was no longer active in civilization, and the unstable geological structure at that time made disasters frequent here, and the Warcraft also tended to take advantage of the disadvantages, and chose to stay away from this land and choose a safer Wind Forest and other places - even later, the geology here gradually stabilized, but the original forests and lakes were not restored, and the precipitation was no longer uniform and stable, and the Great Forest became a prairie, and it was no longer possible to support so many Warcraft, so it became a place for the beasts without special strength to live- In fact, it's not a paradise even for them.

It's just about surviving.

So, even if there is still human life here, and it seems to be living well, that doesn't change the fact that the Great Plains are still desolate outside of the human settlements.

How many bones of dead animals are buried in this great plain, which has flourished for thousands of years and has been desolate for thousands of years?

The more powerful the monster, the harder its bones are, the less decorable, the bones of gold-level monsters can be preserved intact for more than 3,000 years, and the bones of epic-level (corresponding to the master level in the mercenary hierarchy) and legendary level (corresponding to the hero level) can not decay for 10,000 years - this is also the reason why those powerful weapons called "artifacts" can be passed down for many generations. Thousands of years of burial may have left these bones with the benefit of being "hard", but hardness is enough.

Sharp bony claws store through the ground, followed by a mutilated skeleton that looked like some kind of quadruped. It has a distinctly feline skull, short fangs, long, solid leg bones, and looks like its owner may have been known for its speed, and its dexterous knee joints seem to support it in activities such as climbing trees. Some of the ribs on his chest were broken, some were staggered in a haphazard manner, and bone spurs poked into his ribcage - but there was nothing wrong with that, the innards of the unknown creature had been weathered for some unknown years. It is not the brain and internal organs that are now driving its activity, but other external, external things.

The looming purple energy that spread through the skeleton's body.

It is the most special energy in the elemental energy system and is considered to represent death.

The purple energy attached to the bones replaced the feline's original body system, and the scattered bones were reassembled with the help of these strange energies, and the messy rib parts were visibly reset little by little - Delcora controlled his mental power, so the feline began to open its mouth, nod its head, flick its tail (the staccato coccyx), and then roll on the ground, making the classic feline ...... Shake your paws, roll and sell cute movements.

The vertebrae twist and twist is quite cute...... What a ghost!

"Hey, I made it, Satya, Arthas!" Delcora beckoned to his companion who was already far away, "Come here! Come here, why are you so far away from me—we're teammates, aren't we?!"

“...... Only now, I don't want to admit it at all......" Satya sighed, and the two of them subconsciously covered their noses and slowly walked to Del Cora's position step by step.

"Huh?" "Uh......"

Finally approaching, the two people who had been on guard sniffed a little suspiciously.

He lowered his hand and sniffed again.

"Isn't it? strange—"

At this moment, Satya suddenly noticed Del Kora's enthusiastic smile—almost too passionate—and she watched as Del Cora suddenly grabbed her staff.

"Oh damn it!!"

At the moment when the two of them lost all their defense, a strange smell suddenly exploded.

It was really an indescribable taste, not a smell, not a specific taste that the senses could describe, but a ...... Disgusting, that is, making people feel sick from the bottom of their hearts, this smell can make people recall the most unacceptable things in all impressions, and then bring people an experience ten times more terrifying than that - the creation god is above, it is definitely not a sensory illusion, but a terrifying weapon that acts on the soul and makes it difficult for people to resist at all!

Anyway, the three of them threw up at that time.

“...... Del Cola ...... Vomit...... You ...... Bastard...... "Satya even activated the Shadow Film and Television World at this moment, and the whole person and the Shadow Space merged into one - theoretically this is enough to block any sensory stimulation....... However, it was still useless, and the next second she was forced to disarm the dark film and television world, and then turned around and continued to vomit.

The Lady Assassin would not accept the presence of vomit in her shadow space......

Long.

"Hmm...... I can't blame it, the thing itself can't be suppressed...... "Del Cora laughed wryly with a "loving touch" on her head, and Satya and Assas glared at him viciously with a stinky face (literally).

"Until you master this skill," Satya said word by word, almost gritting her teeth, "don't let me see you fiddling with these disgusting bones again!"

"You're discriminating against necromancy...... Well, my bad. Seeing the two clench their fists again, Delkora folded his palms together in time to bow his head and admit his mistake, changing the subject before the two completely exploded, "Let's take a look at this...... I searched for a long time to find such a working bone, the bones of the beast are too fragile, and the skeleton of the beast seems to be the only one that can be found. ”

“...... There have been no large-scale Warcraft activities in the Great Plains for six or seven thousand years," although his face was still very bad, Assas still moved the topic back to the right track, "The bones of Warcraft that can be preserved are scarce, and those that are strong enough, you don't have the strength to manipulate them." This creature ...... Felines? Look at this skeleton, is it some kind of leopard monster?"

"It's not the Nightblade Leopard, the skeleton of the Nightblade Leopard is black with a metallic luster, and this skeleton is still white," Satya said, "Many of the Warcraft species that once lived in the Great Plains have gradually become extinct in the subsequent geological changes, this could be one of the leopard Warcraft populations? I don't remember that there are bones in the Warcraft Atlas that are exactly the same as it." ”

"Then let it use its residual heat first, and the rest of the matter is the matter of the biology professors in the imperial capital. Delkora tapped his staff, and the Bone Leopard flicked its tail and half-crouched on the ground like a dog, tilting its head and watching them quietly.

"Necromancer's bad taste......" Assas shook violently, subconsciously moving away from Del Kora.

“...... I'm going to find the way!" Satya ran away with a black face.

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The Nightblade Leopard "Roar" is the leader of this group of savage leopards...... Considered a leader?

As a powerful magical beast with silver strength as an adult, the IQ of the Nightblade Leopard is actually not low, but most of this IQ is reflected in hunting and comprehending magic - "Roar" himself doesn't know what else to do every day besides hunting and sleeping in the sun.

With their natural magic, hunting doesn't even bother them.

"Roar" doesn't remember how long he's lived here, it doesn't need a precise sense of time, it doesn't need to harvest grain like an elf, it can get enough food for a short time a day, and the rest of the time can take the other cubs to patrol the territory and bask in the sun-

But what are elves, what are grains, and can they be eaten?

It doesn't know, and it doesn't want to know. These memories that had been there since birth did not cause him much distress - he did not even quite understand the meaning of the word "distress".

When the last little guy finished eating, "Roar" raised his head and howled, and began a one-day territorial patrol with more than 20 mighty black figures around him. It's also a daily routine.

But it soon realized that something was wrong.

In addition to allowing them to move in stealth, the Shadow Talent also improved their perception, and "Roar" clearly felt that not far behind his team, something seemed to be following him wakily - without much thought, he immediately turned around and ran to the back of the team, and the three wind blades blurted out at the same time. The rest of the Nightblade Leopards immediately changed their rear team to the front team and rushed after the "roar", scattering halfway through, and forming a large circle to surround the "stalker".

Then, there was a dense volley of wind blades.

A single wind blade is not very powerful, but a dense enough wind blade can have a terrifying effect - the center of the encirclement is immediately dusty with grass clippings, and when the dust clears, there is only a pair of bones left on the ground that has been cleared.

While it's strange that there is no blood, the already fed "Roar" and its people don't care. The Nightblade Leopards regrouped, one after the other, and continued their way through the territory with graceful cat steps.

It's just that after just a few steps, the feeling of being followed came again.

And who?

This time, without a "roar", several Nightblade Leopards in the back row have already begun to spray Wind Blades and Shadow Thorns. Filled with wind and smoke again, the perception calmed down again, and "Roar" continued with the team, but the pace was a little hesitant, as if waiting for something.

A moment later.

That feeling of being stalked is back.

"Whew!!!!"

"Roar" is angry! He is really angry! He crossed the line and turned back, his paws flashing with a sharp light. Shadow and Wind hovered at its feet, speeding him up, for all of them, it even activated its skills with this blow, and launched a powerful skill that it hadn't used much since comprehending it, Shadow Strike-

There was an extra white leopard skeleton in the field of vision, sitting on the ground like a dog, tilting its head, and constantly scratching its head with its hind paw bones.

"Roar"'s heart suddenly collapsed a little.

What and what is it!