The bleak moonlight shone through the mist, dark canopy, and fell among the decaying pine forests of the Tirisfar. Please search (product & book ¥ net) to see the most complete! The fastest update was the campfire that had been lit again by the abandoned watchtower where Diego and his party had camped, and the adventurers sat around the blazing bonfire and talked enthusiastically.

A large pot of hard jerky, bacon, sun-dried porcini mushrooms, and forest mushrooms are creating a rich food aroma over the campfire. There were no wine glasses, and a large bag of fairy juice bitter wine passed back and forth in the hands of several people.

The dwarf raised the wine bag and gulped it down, pale green liquid trickling down from the corners of his mouth, washing over his shaggy beard. After a long while, he put down the wine bag and handed it to the Night Elf beside him. The latter took the wine bag in his hand, shook it face down, and the last few drops of wine dripped reluctantly from the mouth of the bag.

Masrae didn't say anything—it was all too normal for dwarves to encounter fine wine—and he turned sideways, rummaged through his backpack, pulled out the last bag of cactus bitters, took a big sip, and threw it to Nazaire on the other side? Blood spear.

"Although my footprints have been all over the continent of Kalimdor and the Eastern Kingdoms, this is the first time I have fought alongside the minotaurs and orcs," the dwarf wiped his drenched beard, stood up and solemnly bowed, his expression serious and serious, as if this was the only way to express his gratitude, "Nice to meet you, Brian from Ironforge Castle?" The Bronze Beard will always remember your kindness. ”

The others around the campfire were in awe, not for any other reason, but because the surname Copperbeard was too loud. As the royal family of the Dwarves of Ironforge, the three brothers of the Copperbeard family are all famous: the eldest son of the family, Magni? Copperbeard succeeded to the throne and became a benevolent and generous ruler; Second son Muradin? Copperbeard was an outstanding brave warrior with great swordsmanship and courage, and served as a swordsmanship teacher to the Lich King Arthas during his princely days.

The three Copperbeard brothers are the youngest Brians? Copperbeard focused on his beloved adventure. He was a great explorer and one of the founders of the Explorers Guild. Over the years, he has traveled almost every inch of Azeroth, and has made many friends with his boldness and enthusiasm, whether it is the large races of humans, elves, minotaurs, orcs, or the minority races of sealmen, bear monsters, fishmen, and mammoths. The story of his adventures was widely disseminated and popular among all ethnic groups.

Brian? Copperbeard is also an formidable warrior. During the Second Orc War, Brian and Muradin also followed Anduin? The Coalition forces led by Lothar fought constantly, from Kazmodan all the way to the Dark Gate, and they had been helping the Alliance with their vast knowledge of geography and people. Their fighting skills and their vast knowledge are no less impressive, and the truth is that the Masrae have seen it in their previous battles.

"Salute to you, it's our pleasure to know you!" Several people stood up in unison and said in unison. Have they all heard of Brian more or less? Masrae's adventures are a birthday present from his parents in an Elvian version of The Land of Battle, Brian's debut novel, which deals with the social, historical, and customization of the various races of the Eastern Kingdoms.

"We should have a toast to this encounter." Blood Spear raised his hand wine bag and said excitedly. After a few seconds, he looked at the other people's empty hands in embarrassment, and put the wine bag down again.

"When Diego comes back, we can do that, he should still have wine in his backpack." Masrae said expectantly, the fact that when he first set out from Orgrimmar, he didn't have as much wine in his backpack as Diego did, but he consumed a lot more wine than the latter.

"yes, I wonder how Diego is doing now?" The minotaur opposite him said angrily. With that, Dezko sat back down a little weakly - his body hadn't fully recovered and could hardly withstand the long sittings. At his side, a small totem pole with a light blue pattern was stuck in the ground, a thick mist bubbling out of the ground like a spring, moistening the minotaur's massive, scarred body.

"He'll be back, the Dark Lady is arrogant and cold, but I've never heard of her doing anything to get revenge, at least not since joining the Horde." Blood Spear guessed with some weakness, in fact, he also had no bottom in his heart, and there were still most self-consolation elements in these words.

"That's right, the reputation of the Banshee King is still trustworthy!" In the darkness behind him, a man's voice rang out.

Several men nervously picked up their weapons and watched the darkness warily, but after a few seconds, their clenched hands let go as they realized who the voice was owner. Under their surprised gaze, the human hunter walked out of the darkness with a smile, followed by the yellow leopard.

An inconspicuous overburden of weeds on the outskirts of the camp, an eyeball-shaped dark green sigil slowly swirling between the two horns at the top of a small totem pole, the sentry totem set up by the Minotaur shaman to guard it. Because it was a shaman's companion who arrived, it didn't activate automatically just now.

"Hey, man, you're finally back!" The Night Elves were the first to greet him, slapping Diego on the shoulder.

"I said, I said he would come back! The spirits of the ancestors always like to bless men who are truly brave and fearless! Blood Spear said happily with a big grin.

"We should have a drink to celebrate!" The dwarf patted Diego on the back excitedly - he could only get here - saliva was about to run from the corners of his mouth, and the days of no alcohol in prison had suffocated him, "Get out the good wine, let's start celebrating!" ”

Dezko, who was walking at the back, didn't say anything, he waved his hand, and a gentle water elemental energy instantly enveloped Diego's whole body, this energy surged in his body, and the tides washed over the wounds on his body, and after a few seconds, Diego was shocked to find that these wounds had begun to heal gradually, and some of the lighter wounds had even healed, leaving only a faint white mark!

Diego looked at the minotaur in surprise, you know, Dezko's previous healing spell effect was not so powerful, it seems that the undead minotaur has also gained a lot from this trip to the Undercity. However, Diego didn't say anything, just followed everyone towards the campfire, he was already hungry.

By this time, the hodgepodge in the pot was already cooked, and the boiling hot soup exuded an enticing aroma. But to Diego's despair, even though he was hungry and eager to start feasting right away, his companions had to celebrate being alive again—using the stock in Diego's own backpack.