The dead Amazonian warrior never thought that he would die so simply, and that the Seris would be so merciless.

But it is useless to say more, the person who did it has long been extremely skilled in doing this kind of thing, and the victim ...... Xu Yichen has not encountered an instance of coming back to him to protest for the time being, saying that he is not gentle enough, maybe future players will surprise him.

"Sir, we found no other enemies nearby." The strong orc captain, who surrounded him in a scattered formation, looked at the dead Amazon warriors with some regret, and they had a sense of regret that they had arrived on the other side before they started.

"It's okay, follow me." The Demon Hunter's [Wolf Vision] has marked the footprints left by the Amazons as they retreated.

Before leaving, Xu Yichen stripped the Amazons of their equipment, and he was very interested in the horned bow that could be turned into a bracelet and stuck on his arm.

There was nothing else of value on that Amazon's body other than this magical equipment, and these coolly dressed Amazons really didn't have much to hold onto.

[Wrist Bow: A magic bow and arrow specially made by the Amazon tribe, specially made for the Amazon who are proficient in both bow and spear skills. There is no additional power other than being portable and easy to use, but this weapon has been improved by the Amazons for hundreds of years, and the craftsmanship is mature.

Limits: 12 for Strength, 14 for Dexterity

Material: Shape-shaped wood, tendons of forest monitor lizards

Texture: Tough

Trait: Changeling - You can switch it between the bracelet and the bow at any time, which is what it was built in the first place, and the warlike Amazons are always proficient in both weapons.

- Maybe not the best, but this must be the best bow for the Amazons]

Maybe Ji Wanbing will be interested in this equipment, but if not, he can also use it as a prototype weapon and throw it to the local scientific officers for research, who are always interested in this kind of magical item full of local characteristics.

"The Airship of the Seris was shot down by the Amazons." The inside of the Ring of Pastoral Trees quickly got the news.

Malfurion Grief sat on a tree trunk that grew naturally in the shape of a throne and rubbed his chin like bark, and as a high-ranking druid, he could already be seen as the embodiment of nature's will to some extent.

Maybe in the next hundred years, he will have the opportunity to peek through the threshold of legend and officially step into that realm that can be met but not sought.

The druid's natural path has always been bumpy, difficult to get started, difficult to advance, and even more difficult to become a legend.

Malfurion Grief is the strongest member of the Circle of Pastoral Trees, and he has a unique way of understanding nature, which allows him to get closer to nature and understand the way of life more deeply.

Although there are some druids within the Ring of the Pastoral Trees, who despise his path and consider it unethical, the relationship between the druids is still harmonious.

It was only in the last few years that the will of nature became more and more irritable, and the pro-civilization intellectuals led by Master Gast began to look for a new path, while the experiential faction led by Malfurion Sadwind believed that thunder, rain and dew were all manifestations of the will of nature, and there was no need to care.

Ever since the Cyris began to pop the Far South, Malfurion felt the wrath of his natural will, and he seemed to be hostile to the Seris.

Even Gast, who was inferior to him, could sense the power from the East from those Serisians, and Malfurion naturally felt it more clearly.

Even though it was only a seed, its shimmering brilliance was impossible to ignore, but Malfurion didn't like the feeling that the power brought him, it was too deliberate, too organized, like a finely carved handicraft.

That's not what the will of nature should be, chaos, survival of the fittest, and the law of the jungle are the ways of nature that Malfurion is familiar with.

That was also his exemplary path as a transcendent, and he could not be shaken.

Malfurion Sadwind is the spokesman of the will of nature, a pure druid, and the enemies of the will are his enemies.

It's just that the humanity that still exists in him makes Malfurion not want the Ring of Pastoral Trees to split like this, and he needs time to make those druids who have illusions about the existence of civilization realize the true colors of outsiders.

War can expose the essence of human beings, and no matter when and where, the law of the jungle is the essence of human beings, and the hopes they hold are only illusory and weak.

Like that idiot of Gast, he thinks he is wise, but in fact he is nothing more than a coward with fear, too much reason, too many rules to restrain his pursuit of power.

"Well done, let's see if the Amazons and Seris will be 'civilized' to solve this problem." Malfurion gave the order word by word at a slow pace, he hadn't spoken for a long time, or rather, in a human language for a long time.

He is well-versed in the sound of all things, and can communicate with all the flora and fauna of the Black Forest, both superficially and more deeply.

"What's next?" The druid, who could transform into a crow, tilted his head, and even if he returned to human form, he still retained many of the habits of birds: "The Amazons can't be the opponent of those outsiders, they will soon be conquered." ”

"Take my gift and visit the Lizardmen Kingdom, they will be interested in the power of those outsiders." Malfurion smiled stiffly, "Next, we need to communicate with the elves, and they don't want to have another spoiler in their deal." ”

"Lord Malfurion, the elven prince Legolas has a good relationship with that demon hunter apprentice, and it may affect our plans." The raven man croaked and asked, "How do we deal with it?" ”

Malfurion seemed to suddenly lose his patience, his bark-like skin became grayer, and python-like vines suddenly burst out of the ground from under the raven's feet, rolling him up and sending him to Malfurion.

"Do I need to tell you how to do everything?" Malfurion's dull eyes stared at the raven man: "Kill him, kidnap him, make him disappear in the forest, whatever you want, I just want the result." ”

"Quack! Wail! The Raven Man struggled: "I know Lord Malfurion, you are out of control again, wake up!" ”

Malfurion seemed to wake up from his dream, his eyes became shiny again, and the vines that bound the raven man quickly disappeared into the ground: "I'm sorry boy, go ahead, go on your mission, I'll solve my own problems." ”

Raven Man took a deep look at Malfurion, turned into a crow and disappeared into the sky.

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