Chapter 1201: The Soul of a Tribal Hero

Under the night sky of Azeroth, far from the hustle and bustle of the ground, you can hear the wind carried by the wings of your own wings, and Lu Li looks down on this incomparably real land, and for the N+1st time, he is overwhelmed by the design of the game. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After flying over twilight forests and upwind trails, the landscape becomes a dark green swamp.

To be honest, Lu Li didn't like it here, there was always an unpleasant smell of rot in the air, mixed with the smell of rotten grass roots and those swamp creatures, it was simply breathless, he could only lower his senses a few notches - this is not a good thing for wild adventures, hearing and smell are the easiest to detect the dangers lurking in the environment.

After flying for nearly an hour, Lu Li saw the shadow of the Cursed Land, if there was a wind rider with a speed of 280, it might only take ten minutes, after all, a powerful wind rider could rampage in the sky, and Lu Li had to avoid some dangerous areas.

The Cursed Lands, the dark portal that connects the Outlands, is located.

The magic leaking from the Dark Gate has distorted the Cursed Lands, leaving behind a barren desert landscape. No life can survive in this area.

The Overwatch is located at the northernmost point of the Cursed Lands, guarding the only access to the area.

It was built by Archmage Khadgar, who led an expedition into Draenor and disappeared from Draenor long ago, and the mages who inhabit it are proud of this memory.

The mages and warriors have given up their pleasures for duty and the fight against demons and ogres, and some may think they have been lost, but they continue to fight to protect the portal and the rest of Azeroth from the destruction of the Kazak army.

Because of the existence of the Dark Gate, there is no portal to other places in this area, and even war supplies need to be sent here through various dangers.

Players can pick up the task of escorting supplies at the Overwatch Fortress, which is another way for the more down-and-out adventurers to keep them alive, Lu Li has participated in this kind of mission in his previous life, but he is no longer interested in it.

What he was looking for was a revenant.

If you want to find an orc, even if this area is very vast, I am afraid it will be difficult to leave, after all, he flies in the sky, and everything below is in full view.

It's a pity that it's a dead soul, so he can only land on the ground and search carefully, if he is not careful, maybe he may not be able to notice if he passes by, and he has been looking for half an hour, and Lu Li found this almost clear guy in a certain coordinate that he knew from looking at the strategy in his previous life.

"Hello, I'm an elf from Mount Hyjal, how do I get to Watchcastle?" Lu Li asked.

The task of the soul of the tribal hero is not difficult to trigger, but at that time, for tribal players, players in the alliance wanted to do this task to look at their faces, and the probability of Lu Li, who has always been dark, to trigger the task, is not very high, but fortunately, he has a strategy and knows what kind of words to say to have an effect.

"Mount Hyjal? Is it okay there now? The Revenant asked.

"The defense line there is as strong as usual, but the Cursed Land has heard that it has been very uneven recently, and the Giant Hammer Ogre has attacked the Watch Fortress many times this month, and I was ordered to come to support," Lu Li said as if it were true or false, in fact, he really had this task on him - it was a mission that could be taken as long as he reached the corresponding level.

"I see, then you don't seem to be in a hurry, the last war happened yesterday, and I saw the ogre army defeat with my own eyes," the Revenant is obviously wise, not just an obsession.

"That's good, I can rest for a few days before going to fight, I have encountered a lot of dangers along the way, it really tires me out, may I ask what is your name and why are you in this place," Lu Li sighed, squatted down and sat cross-legged on the ground.

"My name? Don't say it," the revenant crouched down next to Lu Li.

Lu Li handed over a bottle of wine, this wine was brewed by orcs, a craft that has been passed down since Draenor, and it is rare for the dead to still be able to drink.

“…… I was one of the most trusted elite guards of the Grand Chief of Saar, and there were 20 of us in all......" After a few sips of wine, he began to slowly recount his story without Lu Li asking: "I proposed to establish an outpost in the Cursed Lands, but my suggestion was not answered, so I became impatient...... But I don't know what terrible things await us ahead...... Yes...... I made a terrible decision and everything was my fault......"

"Is there anything I can help with?" Hearing that the sad ghost was in some kind of great chagrin, Lu Li softened his voice.

"Regrets, I have only regrets now. I never expected this wrong decision to have such a terrible result, and I should have stayed there waiting for orders—perhaps it could tell us that something terrible awaited us in that damned place; Maybe it's going to move us somewhere else...... It's all my fault, it's all my fault......" The poor revenant kept muttering these words.

"And then?" Lu Li asked.

If you are an unknown person, you will definitely be killed by the NPC's ability to tell stories.

Lu Li knew all the truth of the matter, but he couldn't let the soul of the tribal hero in front of him sing a one-man show here.

"Later—and then I'm standing here now waiting for orders, I have to know the situation, I have to get those orders, but I didn't wait for anything, there must have been some accident," he finally looked up at Lu Li: "Herald Ruerg is stationed in Stoneard, go to him, find out where that order is now—that's what I want to know most now, can you help me?" ”

"Of course, I'd be happy to do that," Lu Li said without hesitation.

I just came from Stoneard's side, and now I'm going to go over again, which is really nonsense, but Lu Li has to do it, it's actually good to break your leg while doing a mission, and the worst thing is that you can't find any clues to continue the mission if you break your leg.

"One more thing," Lu Li was just about to turn into a crow and fly away, when he suddenly thought of the situation on Stonerd's side: "Because I'm an elf, my friends there don't seem to be so friendly, is there anything you can do?" ”

"These short-sighted things," the Revenant cursed indignantly, and a badge began to condense in his hand.

Lu Li took the badge curiously, checked the attributes, and then he was not calm. (To be continued.) )