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Mogore, the Minotaur has already taken root here, and when the shaman of the Ring of the Earth attaches the element of wind to the two "hanging baskets", nothing can expel the Minotaur from here, not the Boar Man, not the Gnoll.

The tall cylindrical mountain is the best shelter for the Minotaurs.

Now, with the rear secured, the minotaurs can clean up those discordant factors with more peace of mind.

Although Kane wanted to completely solve the threat of the gnolls, he did not dare to pursue rashly because of the presence of wild boar people in the rear, and the gnolls had a chance to breathe.

Unlike the Jackals, who only have brute strength, the Boar People are more cunning, they have a very weak shamanic class, and a team of wild boar knights with super mobility, although the shaman is weak, but it can give birth to thorns, and they will plant thorns wherever they hit, this form of camping step by step is simple and effective, like a city that is spreading all the time, it is really annoying.

Although the Boar Rider's Great Boar Mount is not as endurance as Kodomon, the speed at which it charges is a few streets away from Kodomon, and there are many more than Kodomon, and at present, there is nothing good for these Minotaur guys who come and go like the wind.

Only the wolf cavalry of the orcs can fight the boar knights, but the orcs still have their own troubles to solve, and Kane is not willing to trouble the allies for everything.

However, after fighting for so long, the Minotaurs also noticed a bit of strangeness, and the boar people did not seem to care much about the fertile grasslands of Mogaolei, but took a lot of interest in those mines.

Kane thought the Boar People just wanted more equipment, and he thought it made sense to look at the tattered clothes worn by the average Boar Man warriors, but after intercepting a Boar Man transport team, he got a different answer.

"What's this red stone?" Kane summoned all the clan's wise men in the hope that anyone would answer his questions, but everyone present was basically staring at him.

"There's a weird energy in there...... said Hamuel Rune Totem, "and I can feel as if this energy can dialyse the ...... of time and space."

"What does that mean?"

Hamuel fell into deep thought, and then said slowly: "That's a long story, I remember that when I first became a druid, the elders told me such a story......"

"In ancient times, our ancestors fought side by side with all the creatures of Azeroth against the invasion of evil, and under the leadership of a legendary Shuharu, we achieved a glorious victory in our homeland of the High Ridge, but the rest of the world was still threatened with destruction, so some warriors set out on the expedition despite the dangers......" Hamuel Rune Totem paused, looked at the people around him, and said, "We are the descendants of those warriors, after the war, there was a terrible explosion in Azeroth, The continent is fragmented, the ancestors who could not return to their homeland have taken root in the bleak land, and some stories about the war time have also begun to be passed on by word of mouth, most of which are stories used by elders to inspire young people, so there are inevitably some embellishments and changes, but the facts are often hidden in these long-term memories......"

"According to legend, our ancestors fought bravely to kill the enemy, all the way to the vicinity of the gray valley in ancient times, the ancestors were so red-eyed that they miscalculated the consumption of food, and as a result, they almost starved to death, and the above are the stories that many of us have heard, these stories are to remind young Shuharu not to be impulsive before doing anything, but few people know the follow-up story, at that time, our ancestors were about to starve to death, and it was a group of ancient wild boar people who helped them."

"At that time, the boar people were said to be an enlightened and noble race, led by a terrifying boar god, they fought bloodily and fearlessly sacrificed, our ancestors were moved by this spirit, so they decided to stay with them, and with the joint efforts of both sides, the situation was very good, and then after the battle, the evil was driven out of the land, and Azeroth ushered in another victory."

"But just as the boar people were celebrating, the son of the gods, Cenarius, found the boar god, and he persuaded it to help the other forces of Azeroth, because the victory of one place does not mean the victory of the whole, and only the combined forces can truly defeat evil, and the boar god agreed to his request, and then it went to support other lands, but never returned......"

"And then? What happened to the boar gods? And why did the boar people become the way they are? The minotaurs seemed to enjoy listening to stories around the campfire, and as soon as Hamuel Rune Totem finished his narration, curious babies began to ask questions.

"I only recently learned what happened to the boar god, not long ago when I was supporting the Night Elves, I became good friends with an elf druid named Malfurion, he is an elder who has really experienced the ancient war, he told me many secrets of the past, the boar god Agamagan after accepting the persuasion of the son of the god, alone and resolutely rushed to the demon base camp of the time, Aishara, after killing countless demons, he confronted an abyss demon king Manolos, Their fight was dark, and they fought for three days and three nights without stopping, but because the boar god had killed many demons before the fight, it had wasted too much strength, and finally it was a little exhausted, so it fought and retreated, but in the end it was still killed here in the barren land, and the boar people migrated here to settle here in order to follow their gods, and after that, without the leadership of the gods, the enlightened boar people gradually degenerated, and finally became what they are now. ”

"Well...... That's a good story, but what does that have to do with the stone? Kane couldn't help but ask.

"If you want to talk about the relationship, it's just a conjecture on my part, and this will once again involve the battle of Hyjal not long ago." Hamuel said: "At that time, Lord Cenarius was determined to resurrect the god of the wilderness who had died in battle in antiquity in order to deal with Akmund, and all the gods accepted his summons, except for one god, and yes, it was the boar god Agamagan. ”

"Why? Is it scared? One of the minotaurs couldn't help but say.

"Speak carefully, how can we know about the gods? However, since they are not really dead, the word fear is nonsense, and it may have its own plans, but it is said that the boar god recently refused to contact anyone, and at the same time closed himself in the realm of Emerald Dreams. ”

"So, what does this have to do with this stone?"

"It is said that the Emerald Dream is the opposite of the material world, just like the spiritual world, some blessed creatures can freely shuttle between the two worlds, and if there is a god to care for them, they can even live in the kingdom of the gods after death, that is to say, the blood of those gods of the wilderness can obtain eternal life in the world of the gods after death."

"Are you saying this just to make us envious?"

"No, no, no, you didn't understand what I meant, the point of what I said is that only the bloodline of those wilderness gods have the ability to travel through the physical and spiritual worlds, and on this stone, I feel the power to break that boundary."

"And what does that mean?"

"It means that this stone is very likely related to the boar god, or even his flesh and blood, and the boar people should have collected these stones to be related to Aga Magan, perhaps they can establish a connection with their god through these stones."

"You're saying that our fight against them is likely to attract the sanction of the gods?" Kane frowned and said, "There's no reason, if they really want this land, why didn't they grab it with the gnolls earlier?" And if they were really able to connect with the gods, how could they have degenerated from a noble race, as you say, to the extent they are now? ”

"I don't know, I don't think there's a way to know the truth except to send someone to infiltrate the boar man's base camp."

………………

And in the management of Agamagan in the Emerald Dream Realm, this closed country is in shambles at this time.

"Don't come again! Stop! The giant figure was scurrying around, and the boar spirits around it were basically dead and wounded, and they all looked at the majestic creature in horror.

"Don't come again! No! Agamagan roared angrily, as if resisting something, its eyes clear and confused.

"I'm going to kill! Kill! Kill! These were the words he had said during the confusion, and whenever this happened, the wild boars around him poured blood mold.

"Nope! Stop! And when it was clear, it began to resist constantly.

And in Razor Heights, where countless bones have accumulated, the power of the necromancy under the command of a lich continues to pour into the void, an evil ritual in which hordes of boarmen are supplying blood rocks.

"Hurry up! You bunch of shit! The space-time barrier is going to be unstable again! We need more blood rocks! Cagar angrily urged his men, and one piece after another of the blood rocks were moved to the ritual.

"There aren't enough corpses." The lich spoke calmly.

Cagar hurriedly commanded his men to bring a group of captives, including orcs, centaurs, and minotaurs.

"It's still not enough! There must be more! The lich spoke again.

Kargal gritted his teeth and made a not-so-difficult decision.

"Go and bring those old and weak! Our gods need more power! Their sacrifices were worth it! ”

The boar warriors, though reluctant, complied with Cagar's roar, and a group of poor people were forced to fall victim to the "resurrected" gods.

The lich's bony face stared coldly at all this, and if he had an expression, his expression would have been full of sarcasm.

'Right...... That's it...... Send your gods to Hell with your own hands......