"Bang"

The huge crater in the ground was smashed out of the ground by a mechanical puppet that had fallen from the sky and had been called the Holy Light Gundam Trial Unit 1 by the crazy gnome.

Sassari, who had jumped out of a long distance one after another, looked at the big crater on the ground with peace of mind, this was the third big pit he had avoided! If he was still alive, after being hit by that shock wave and broken stones, it was estimated that he would have died several times by now! But his current appearance was not very good, the body of the corpse was not too seriously injured under some precautions, but the set of armor that had been broken was now even more ugly, almost making Sassari unclothed.

It was also thanks to the fact that the mad dwarf had no combat skills, or that she could not handle it so perfectly, and that she was only using the mechanical golem's tenacity and great power to attack indiscriminately, which gave Thassarian a chance to breathe.

"Damn, the parameters of the hydraulic cushioning system are still too high!" "Almost every time after the attack, Gila had to mumble something to himself that no one had ever heard of, and the others didn't know why the mechanical puppet was so loud that it was almost what Gila was saying that outsiders could hear something," ...... Hi ~ Ms. Vilind, help me trap that guy and don't let him run away!"

In fact, there was no need to wait for the dwarf technician to speak, Verinde Star Song had been paying attention to the situation of this battle, and after she found that Thassarian already had signs of wanting to escape, she communicated with the natural force here, although the silver pine forest was contaminated by the natural plague and there was no natural power to speak of, but Azeroth's gift and self-healing still made her, the priestess, sense, and successfully through the druid spell that she was not very familiar with, several tough and life-filled roots gushed out from under the dry ground again, and tied all the parts below Thassarian's calf and tightly。

Sasarian was speechless, he had already learned this elusive root winding spell a few times, but every time he couldn't guard against it, and the other party made this control not to better kill himself, but to prevent himself from escaping! Every time the damn mechanical golem doesn't follow up right away, and when it takes some time to recover or adjust something, like now, the disgusting spell clung to itself until the golem machine reverts to the fight or the crazy gnome tells her to stop, which sets Thassarian's feet free.

What the hell is wrong with the living now? Why are you still playing with a dead prey? What about your compassion? Especially the Draenei priest, why is it that he still writes and draws there with a notebook? Since when did the living have more professions to draw on the battlefield?

Thassarian didn't try to break free, or simply use his rune sword to slash, or even use his own energy to cut off these roots full of life energy that he felt extremely uncomfortable...... But it turned out that he was doing useless work, because no matter how much he struggled, whether he slashed or cut, he didn't have to mention struggling, as long as he cut one, two would pop up, and if he cut two, three would emerge...... And the worst thing is that the night elf who maintained this spell didn't seem to use all her strength at all, she just stood quietly, and when she didn't act, Thassarian even automatically ignored her, and once she acted, she would be sharp, which made Thassarian, who had been dead for a long time, feel the strength of the other party!

However, it was a bit inaccurate to say that the strength that Thassarian felt did not come from the Night Elf called Verinde, but from the scythe she was carrying behind her, which looked unremarkable but made him flinch even if he was a fearless dead.

On the trial No. 1 plane, no one on the side of the Gila intersection asked Iriel who was a little farther away through the audio amplifier equipment: "Hey, Iriel, the combination test of the use of thrusters and jumping and landing is over, right?"

Wearing golden armor, Iriel quickly flipped a few pages of his small notebook forward, then raised his head, gave a thumbs up in the direction of the trial No. 1 machine, and said, "It's okay, the data is within the theoretical value, and you can move on to the next project." ”

"Woohoo!"

The cross-hatcher screamed, and then took out a rifle with a stranger shape than the musket used by the dwarves from the back waist of the trial No. 1 machine, and through the calibration of the system, the dark muzzle was aimed at Thassarian, who was still unable to move the lower half of his body, and she said excitedly: "That death knight over there, you'd better use all your energy for protection, otherwise you may die if I shoot you!"

Sasarian felt that if he hadn't died, he would have been angered by this crazy dwarf, but he couldn't help it, he had to live with this body, only by living could he kill more undead and be loyal to his homeland, instead of dying in this kind of place, and this inexplicable way of dying!

This was not what Thassarian wanted to see in any way, he knew that his sins were unforgivable, and he knew that he had to be punished, but it was definitely not a worthless death like now, so he had to live!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Thassarian used the feint rune sword he made when he was slashing the roots, and with the lifting of his hand, the energy of frost and death rushed past one after another, cold touch, withering entanglement, death withering, and wind impact...... Every skill slammed into the mechanical puppet's body, and in an instant, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the roar of energy collision was endless.

Seeing this, Verinder was as vigilant as Jamie, and when she saw that the place shrouded in dense smoke was unusually quiet after the explosion, her hand unconsciously touched the ominous scythe behind her back, and after hesitating for a moment, she let go of her hand and refocused on how to tie the death knight more closely. Because they had agreed before the operation was carried out that as long as the driver, the Jira junction, did not call for help and was visibly in danger, then no one else could interfere with the test.

For this so-called advanced product of this new type of exoskeleton armor, Vilinder has never understood these new things. As a member of the Elune Sisterhood, a member of the High Priestess, she has enough official duties to handle on a daily basis, although the Night Elf warriors have been in love with it since she got it from her allies in Lordaeron two years ago, and some farmers love it, but more people feel that the noise from these things seriously disrupts the peace of nature, and they hate this so-called new technology more than the arcanists recalled by Vandal!

Similarly, when the allies of the Eastern Continent proposed a plan to build a railway from Theramore to the Penta Moon fortress and then to Auberdine on the Black Coast, there was an unprecedented wave of opposition, almost everyone opposed this destruction of nature, and even the Vandal Deer Helm, who was always a powerful druid and is now the High Leader of the Night Elves, had to regretfully reject the allies' kindness.

Therefore, compared to the main railway line from Salamo to the Feathermoon Fortress on Kalimdo, the development of the railroad on the eastern continent has become more and more perfect, which Vilinde had heard of when she came to Anaheim City, but she had not seen it with her own eyes, and she had not experienced how fast and convenient the so-called train was, everything was to be observed by herself.

That's right, Vilind Star Song is the first time in five years since the Holy War on Mount Hyjal that it has set foot on foreign land. She was tasked with cleansing the remaining demons in the Felwood Forest, but by chance, she found an ancient book left behind by Vandal Deerhelm, which recorded the story of the Battle of Sartre and the Scythe of Elune, and guided by this book, she found the Scythe of Elune hidden there in the Temple of Melshadis. That was the scythe she was carrying behind her now.

The scythe had the ability to weaken the barriers of time and space, and when Verinde held the scythe in her hand, she saw visions of werewolves fighting their enemies with their primitive and wild nature, and the enemy who remained undaunted in the face of werewolf siege was Sartre, known as the "King of Fire".

Because of this, Verinder realized that the true power of the scythe was to summon such powerful werewolves to Azeroth, and after some attempts, she succeeded, communicating with a team of werewolves and summoning them to fight for herself. The werewolves also naturally followed her into battle under her command

However, she noticed that while she was not summoning more werewolves, her number was increasing, as if the Scythe no longer needed her guidance and had been summoning werewolves on its own.

Gradually, as the number of werewolves grew, Verinde felt that her control over the werewolves was becoming weaker, so she used her strong orders to return the werewolves to the temple of Melshadis. Verinde, who felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, returned to Darnassus and reported the incident to Vandal Deerhelm, who was also shocked when he heard about it, of course he knew what the origin of these werewolves was, and he also knew what the origin of this scythe washer, and after Vandal saw that the scythe had recognized Verinde as the new master, he had no choice but to tell her to let her come to Anaheim City, keep her away from Kalimdor, and do everything he could to weaken the connection between the scythe and the werewolves she summoned, and then find a solution。

It just so happened that Vandal needed a liaison officer to exchange some information with the ambassador based in Anaheim City. So Verinde came to the Eastern Kingdom with such a mission. A few days later, she completed the mission delivered by Vandal, but their ambassador told her that it would be best for her to see more of the new gadgets invented by humans and gnomes, in the words of the ambassador, "We are too far behind, and I hope to bring the real situation back to Darnassus through your eyes, so that more people can open their eyes to the changing world." ”

Interestingly, this ambassador turned out to be Garrod Shadow Song, who had been missing for a long time. Listening to his statement, he seems to have just taken office, and he has no opinion on the new atmosphere of Lordaeron, but is full of expectations. She didn't know why Garrod had become the Night Elf ambassador based in Lordaeron, but she admired the dedication, as not every Night Elf liked to be in a noisy city like humans.

Garrod was Edlan's great favor for Gianna and Velen to help him send someone to stop him on the way back to the Black Sea, and "History" As above, Garrod's wife fell seriously ill after losing the blessing of immortality from the Night Elves, and he rushed back to Darnassus for treatment, but the priests of Veron found them first and treated Garrod's wife in time, so that she began to improve, but at this time, Vandal also learned that this natural general had just appeared, and immediately sent someone to invite him, but Garrod, who was unwilling to return to the Night Elf society, had a bit of a stiff quarrel with the visitor, so he followed Delaney's people back to Feather Moon Fortress......

Through a period of understanding, Garrod not only lamented the rapid changes in the world, but also heard that a human named Edlan was looking for him, and Draenei's action was in response to the other party's request, it is said that he is already the regent of the newborn Lordaeron, but Garrod does not know this human prince, so he is also confused.

However, Garrod was about to take his wife, who had recovered from illness, to meet with the human prince who had indirectly saved his wife's life and thank him, but he couldn't avoid the fifteenth day of the first year, Vandal came to the door in person, and in the face of the tough but earnest Vandal, Garrod had no choice but to choose a compromise and become an ambassador and come to Anaheim City.

This was also the chance encounter between him and Verinde in another country.

Vilinde then searched around for information about the werewolves while observing the new atmosphere of Lordaeron's new capital with his eyes. To be honest, this kind of noisy and foul-air city is the least favorite place for Night Elves like her, but it is not difficult to see from the smiles on the faces of these civilians that these simple low-level people are very happy from the bottom of their hearts.

This happy and satisfied smile was the least Vilinde had seen in the five years that the Night Elves had lost their immortal blessings, which made her feel a little complicated. But fortunately, it was not all the news that made Verinde feel uncomfortable, and soon, she heard that a ** division named Arugao had also summoned the information of werewolves, and began to find a way to go to the southern end of the Silver Pine Forest, which was still a mess.

So, very coincidentally, Verinde ran into Iriel, who was looking for a partner in the Adventurers' Guild and was going to go to the Silver Pines Forest for a combat test, and formed a makeshift team with Jamie, a veteran who was looking for some extra money......