The difference between Warcraft and Beasts is naturally in the magic word of magic.

The devil of magic, not the devil's devil.

The reason for this name is that for most people, Warcraft is a dangerous and rare resource, but it is not a terrifying devil.

When it comes to the origins of Warcraft, probably even the most knowledgeable scholars can't find the right answer from the pile of old papers, and the explanations given in the Atlas of Warcraft are also the most widely accepted in the era today.

Long before the Dark Ages.

Long before the birth of the golden man.

Long before the dragons ruled the continent.

Demonic beasts live in this world, and together with those ethereal and absurd ancient gods, dominate this barren land.

The ancient gods sleep and nirvana.

The dragon is gone.

The golden man swims across the shore.

The Dark Ages are chaotic and ignorant.

These countless years have passed, white clouds and dogs, vicissitudes of life, countless great heroes and peerless powerhouses have come and gone, and the demonic beasts in this land are still multiplying.

But this is also only relative.

Compared to the desolate demonic beasts that once competed with the ancient gods, or the ancient existence comparable to the dragon.

The demonic beasts that still breed in this world today are much weaker than their ancestors, as if human beings can no longer touch the glory of the once golden human creation.

In the dark ages, humans and monsters struggled and bit each other on that vast continent for 10,000 years, and finally made the clans of the human race stronger, relying on the power of the inheritance in the bloodline to expel the demonic beasts in their own clan's territory little by little, and when the clan's territory expanded and bordered other clans, the human war began again.

This is the era of the War of the Hundred Tribes hidden in history.

When the golden humans on the other side interfered with this history in the name of the gods, the seven remaining races eventually became the Hidden Race.

But even so, in the war with humans, the Warcraft have long been defeated.

They were expelled from the plains.

Because it's a good place to grow crops.

They were expelled from the valley.

Because it's habitable for humans.

They were expelled from countless mines, from countless forest farms, from countless lands needed by countless human beings, until they finally wanted to exterminate them.

However, at this time, the world finally said no to humanity.

In the extremely cold wasteland of the north, the demonic beasts that have evolved and have a strong ability to adapt to the cold have gained a foothold, and the human adventure team has suffered heavy losses.

In the dense forest deep in the jungle, humans who are unable to move on a large scale are also subjected to sniping, disease, toxins, and demonic beasts together to stop the human race.

There is also the vast ocean.

There are also towering mountains.

When humanity thinks it is omnipotent, the world vetoes humanity's issues.

Today's monsters are undoubtedly weaker than humans, but they still stubbornly survive in all the lands suitable for their own survival, and stubbornly say no to humans.

As a result, this has formed the saying that for the human world, there are three forbidden areas for human beings that have been circulating for thousands of years.

Among them, the most famous is the Forest of the Dead.

A forest where the sun is hidden.

No one knows when this forest existed, but since humans recorded its existence, a huge barrier has enveloped the entire forest, casting a shadow that obscures half the kingdom.

And the most colorful stroke it left in history is that at the time of the initial Emperor's westward expedition, as the only place to block the Emperor's army, the Emperor was forced to change his marching path.

It was a powerful barrier where humans could not explain the principle, and it was easy to get out.

It is inhabited by many powerful magical beasts that have been often considered extinct by the outside world since the Dark Ages, and the existence of the Heavenly Realm abounds, and if it weren't for the enchantment, then the hidden power in this forest may be the most terrifying existence in this world.

However, it is not impossible to get out.

Therefore, under the unremitting research and attempts of human beings, they finally mastered the method of entering and exiting the Forest of Death in a small area, so the Forest of Death began to become a cultivation ground for some big forces, such as the Xingche clan.

The original final result of their weapon plan was to let all the weapons enter the Forest of Glory and Death to hunt a Heavenly Realm Demon Beast Crystal Nucleus.

Although it ended in another way due to Xingxi's plan to destroy weapons, in the eyes of those big forces, the Forest of Death has undoubtedly become a valuable resource.

However, in the eyes of many more, the Forest of the Dead still represents the existence of nightmares that are beyond the horror.

Therefore, when Ziquan learned from the mouth of the paper cloth that the final estimate of the former city lord was that there was a spatial crack here, and the other end of the crack was directly connected to the Forest of Death, the whole person fell into an irrepressible shock.

They also saw some small low-level demonic beasts along the way, which were naturally solved by Ziquan's classmates, and the powerful attack power of the demon swordsman profession and Ziquan's own high-level strength were naturally crushing postures like cutting melons and vegetables.

For each of the demonic beasts he encountered, Ziquan kindly preserved their intact fur, and cut open their ribcages one by one, removing a thumb-sized faint crystal nucleus from the diaphragm of the heart, or from under the hard bones of the eyebrows.

These crystal nuclei are all hard consumables, whether they are grinding to make potions, or grinding whole grains to make magic items, they are all commodities in short supply.

Not to mention the fur of Warcraft, don't you see that there are still a lot of mercenaries who still wear big coats made of dyed rabbit skin?

The purple-haired girl didn't care about the blood on her hands at all, her **** bare hands easily peeled off the fur of the last prey, and then bundled it into a leather bag with the previous one, put it together with the pouch containing the crystal nucleus, and handed it to the girl who was a little curious to watch her movements.

This is originally a skill that every mercenary is proficient in, and every battle needs to be rewarded accordingly, otherwise it will be a loss-making transaction.

Therefore, when fighting with people, you can strip the clothes and equipment of the deceased, and when you fight with Warcraft, you naturally have to fight the skin and crystal nucleus of Warcraft, and when you encounter a precious Warcraft like Baimei Xuelu, whose blood can be used as medicine, naturally not a drop of blood will be left for the corpse.

But not Purple Spring.

She's not a mercenary at all, she's still a sixteen or seventeen-year-old academy student at all, and she doesn't have a sense of urgency for money at all.

The reason why she knows the location of the crystal nuclei of various Warcraft is because the subject she takes is the course of Warcraft Atlas.

The reason why she was able to skillfully peel the fur of a demonic beast was because she was a magic swordsman, and she had similar exercises in her initial swordsmanship practice.

However, more fundamentally, it is because Ziquan's father is a hunter.

Unlike others at the end of the summer, her resume can simply be written clearly on a piece of paper.

A genius student from Qiuwu Academy, he passed the three exams at the age of fourteen and was admitted to Yeye Academy, becoming a student admired by thousands of people.

But before the age of fourteen, she was the eldest daughter of her ordinary parents.

Because she was going to enter Qiuwu College, her family paid a lot of tuition for her, so her already hard life was even worse, so her childhood, in addition to studying and cultivating hard in the college, more memories are with her father, in the cold winter floating ice stream, with a small knife to peel off the skin of the prey little by little, carefully cut and weigh the meat.

Therefore, for Lan Che, what happened to the paper clothes is nothing more than a kind of pity and sympathy from above, but for Ziquan, there is nothing more empathetic than this.

She had a sensitive and strong girlhood, so she didn't want to take the initiative to use money to help this girl.

She is more inclined to use the form of "trophies" as a little bit of her heart for paper clothes.

Whether it's herbs along the way, or harvested crystal nuclei, or furs.

"Yours." The gentle purple-haired girl smiled, her dove-gray eyes shining slightly.

"Thank you......" Zhiyi bit her lip and took it, her voice trembling slightly: "Thank you." ”

So on the next road, Ziquan couldn't help but ask curiously.

Why is there such a wealth of spirit grass resources here, and there are low-level demonic beast activities, but there is no adventurer team to stay here for a long time.

"Yes." The backpack on the back of the paper coat was bulging, and the girl full of "trophies" bowed her head and said softly: "But then there was no more." ”

"What about them?" Lan Che asked.

"Not even a body was found." Paper shook her head, as if remembering something fearful.

"Later, the city lord said that this place is probably connected to the Forest of the Dead."

(End of chapter)