Ao Neng accompanied the spirit, forming countless invisible silk threads and probe-like patterns to pierce into the blood, and the Eye of Truth worked at full strength to deduce the source of the blood's power. At this time, Ao Neng was frantically consuming, and Shane himself could not even estimate the number of calculations per second, but in the face of the joy of gaining knowledge, a small price was nothing.

Arcane and the Eye of Truth pry open the Centaur's secrets. Undoubtedly, their power comes from bloodline inheritance, Jili Khan has undergone various hard exercises, refined bloodline power, activated the three talents of tenacious aura, steel skin, and life resurrection, relying on them, Jili Khan commanded thousands of subordinates, large and small more than a dozen vassal tribes.

However, the information obtained is not enough, and the power continues to be used, and the genetic information is reversed upwards, and the bloodline is sourced.

As he derived, Shane saw a divine creature. His upper body resembles that of a night elf, but his lower body is in the form of a stag, and his name is Zalta. It is several meters tall and is supported by four legs with raw hooves. His eyes were golden, and his long, moss-like hair hung down to his shoulders. His hair and beard were covered with leaves and twigs. On his head he has large and prominent antlers, which makes his body even taller.

The paternal bloodline was pushed to this point and was broken by a powerful force, and his head was like being hit by a giant hammer, and his eyes were full of stars.

"The thash is from Zatar's paternal bloodline, do you want to stop?"

"The paternal bloodline is given up and the maternal bloodline is continued to be derived."

"Yes"

The derivation of the centaur maternal bloodline aroused Shane's strong interest. Their maternal bloodline comes from a divine earth elemental creature that is the mother of all centaurs, and its appearance is for some reason unmentionable.

"Princess Thrydes," said Shane, and the divinity suddenly jumped, and the peep came, but immediately disappeared.

"What's going on?"

"There's a being watching the user, but it's cut off by the user's divinity, and the device speculates that the creature is Princess Thrydes."

The role of divinity, because of the lack of necessary knowledge, Shane did not fully excavate. The thought of a being who was more skilled in the application of divinity than he was. Moreover, the power is inherited in the bloodline, and the feeling of possessing knowledge is irrepressibly overflowing in the heart.

"Can't my divine abilities be transformed into bloodline inheritance?"

"It is speculated that it is possible to completely fuse the divinity and get your own bloodline inheritance."

The divinity given to him by the eagle did not contain any information about how to digest divinity and apply divinity, and Azeroth was not easy for anyone. Anyone keeps a hand.

Continuing to deduce the source of Princess Thrydes' bloodline, as in the case of paternal bloodline, it was interrupted by a powerful force.

In the memories of his previous life, Za'tar's paternal line was the demigod Cenarius, and Princess Thrydes' bloodline was inherited from the earth elemental deity: the stone mother Therathine.

Am I being struck by their divinity crossover? Shane guessed. The state of derivation can no longer be maintained.

"What happened to your little chief?" The Minotaur looked at the staggering Shane, who had come to talk about it.

"Stuck in research mode, just as your prophets are stuck in thinking mode?" Language is a regular discipline, and Sylvanas accompanies Shane every day, learning some of the Minotaur language with him.

"Is he your prophet?"

Sylvanas thought for a moment about the Arcanist's place in the elven society: "Yes, he is our prophet. ”

Thacker the Minotaur - Wrathful Totem knows the female leader who speaks, and her cow language sounds strange, but the female leader looks more pleasing to the eye than the smaller leader, and the Minotaur can see it. She's a well-honed warrior. If I fight with her, the minotaur scratches his ass and has no answer.

Shane looked back and realized that pushing back the centaur bloodline was a super complicated project, two heavy blows, a little hot in the head, slow thinking, as an arcanist, it was a failure to let this state appear, and it must be recovered as soon as possible.

"You ......" the leader of the Minotaur warriors. Sylvanas are all around.

"Little man leader, I'm just saying: you're strong, but I don't agree with you" The minotaur flicked a big tail and turned around: "We're on the side." You can come to me when you have time. ”

"He ......"

"The Minotaurs are a race that can be trusted." This time it was Sylvanas' turn to help Shane say.

"You ......"

"Don't leave you, no matter what makes you so tired all of a sudden, listen to me now, Shane, lean on me."

Shane couldn't resist being held in the arms of the female elf, a few jumps. Fall on Tygo's back. He was gently laid flat on the cot, and then pillowed something soft, and Sean's head was comfortably offered, and he found the warmest position, and the fatigue was getting heavier, and he needed to sleep for a while.

"As a man, I'm so envious. But the consequences of pursuing the Windranger sisters are something that only our masters can bear,' the rangers all thought with envy.

Hadurun-Mingyi, seeing that Shane was suddenly very tired, and just wanted to care about what was going on, he was carried away by Sylvanas. "It feels like the male and female bodies are in the wrong position, how can it be a woman holding a man?" Of course, I didn't dare to say it, and it was not good to listen to it to the female elf, and it was not good to listen to it.

"Lord Haduron, we have found the vault," said Shaun's Captain of the Guard, Salares.

"Is it blocked?"

"Members of the White Tower Council blocked the passage."

In the case of Shane's inability to command, Haduron took over the command, "Take me to the card to see." ”

The group went around the centaur ramparts, and there was a small hole in the back of the mountain. Two members of the White Tower Council stood guard at the door.

"Lord Hadurun, Lord Salares, please speak the code"

"May Blossoms" "Snow in June"

The guard tapped the code book and said, "Please come in." ”

The secrecy system established by Shane began to operate.

Haduron went underground, and the passage built by the centaurs was wide enough for three or four people to walk in parallel.

"The vault is in front, there are a lot of them, you have to be prepared." Salares led Haduron to stop in front of the wooden door.

"I've seen more money than you think."

The door was pushed open.

With mental preparation, Haduron was still taken aback when he saw the gold nuggets, and his first thought: "More than 400,000." It would be nice if it were all mine. The idea belonged only to his smuggler in his mind, and the Ranger Commander's mind kept him from losing his mind.

"Shall we report back to Miss Sylvanas?" Salares picked up a gold cake and knocked it, looking at his colleague's expression, intentionally or unconsciously.

Haduron felt very bored: "Don't be tempted, although Lady Sylvanas is very close to the Master, she is not a member of the White Tower Council, and we need to keep it a secret." ”

And at this moment, an eye in the sky found Shane, and when he was weak, he threw a little gold dust on his brow. Wind divinity beats in his spiritual sea, he has a dream, he rarely dreams after becoming a mage, but this dream is extremely real, he sees three daughters who do not exist at the moment, and the dream will not be forgotten even if he wakes up. (To be continued.) )