"You say he cheated an abominable of money and ran to a blacksmith shop to beg for alms? What a stupid one, doesn't he know to come back and ask for money? How can someone who has followed me be so ashamed. ”

Sylvanas didn't know if she was talking to herself or to a walking corpse in front of the table, completely shrouded in shadow.

Although Sylvanas's voice was soft, the shadow said honestly, "Your Majesty, you have given an order not to allow Lord Sunwind to step into the royal quarters for half a step. ”

Sylvanas patted his head and said with some annoyance, "Forget it, let him go, as long as he can't die." ”

"Yes!" The shadow said in a low voice, and then gradually disappeared in front of Sylvanas, but before he could disappear completely, he asked again, "Your Majesty, I need to bring some to Lord Sunwind...... Gold coins? ”

"No, dare to kill my test subject, this is the price he must pay." After saying that, a cruel smile appeared on Sylvanas's lips.

The shadow shuddered, and disappeared completely.

……

The first time I stepped on the elevator in the Undercity, I couldn't help but wonder why the elevator didn't go up and down as quickly as in the "history" record, but rose so slowly, and I could hear the faint sound of "whoosh".

"I've pulled this slate before, and I've made a lot of money!" Godor's voice rang out.

Immediately I was stunned, is this Nima's hatred pulling? How much work it takes, not counting the weight of the passengers, and the stone slabs under their feet must weigh several times, and if you add a few passengers of such a large size and astonishing tonnage as Goddor, this is not enough to exhaust the abominations?

"Don't worry, Godor, I will never be able to treat you badly in the future." I patted Godor's thigh and said affectionately.

"Haha!" Hearing my affectionate words, Godor grinned at the back of his head with a smile on one side.

Soon, we stepped out of the "elevator" and walked into the ruins of Lordaeron, looking at the scarred and broken arms, the events of the previous month were like the eyes of the previous month, the fishmen and the jackals died tragically at the city gates, the demons were defeated, and the Ember Bringer looked at the entrance of the small waterway of the black hole with annoyance......

The Forsaken won the battle of Lordaeron, but the real war had only just begun.

With the undead, with humans, with alliances......

"Sunwind, you said you could make a staff, is that true?" Winster's words took me from memory to reality, and when I saw that we had left Lordaeron, we were walking the path leading from the Tirisfard Glades to the Plaguelands.

I took a deep breath of the faint rancid smell of the Tirisfal glade and said, "Why can't you help it?" I thought you wouldn't ask me until at least the Undead Barrier. ”

"Humph!" Winster snorted coldly and twisted his head to the side.

Sample, can't make you anymore? Looking at the cold Winster, my heart was simply disgusted, not to mention how happy I was.

"Sunwind, do you really know how to make a staff? Actually, I don't need a staff to fight, it's just that the power of the spell is a little less, but it's just some. Carroll clears the way for Winster.

I said, "Don't worry, isn't it just a staff?" Brother, I'll make it for you in minutes. ”

"Ah, you're so powerful!" Carol's eyes were full of little stars called worship.

"Bragging!" Winster said coldly.

"That's it!" Godor clapped his hands stupidly, and I didn't know if he was on Carroll's side or Winster's side, but I didn't bother to pay attention anyway.

According to Ivanf, the staff is just a tool for mages to better communicate with the elements of magic, perhaps the more advanced staff itself has its own magic or has a powerful magic stone to provide a lot of energy, but the ultimate purpose of all this is to serve the mage, so that the mage can release the magic better and stronger.

So, since it is possible to carve totem poles such as the Sea of Death, it is also possible to carve a staff that can communicate the power of the elements.

It just so happened that Ivanv had such a staff blueprint in his head, although I wondered why he didn't have a staff of death in his head that could communicate with the sea of death, but an ordinary staff that could communicate with the elements of nature, but people just had dry goods in their heads, what else could I do?

Anyway, the drawing is quite simple, and it is not much difficult to carve, just find a suitable "carrier".

"The sun wind, the tree, is the tree." Ivanv screamed.

I looked at the trees as far as I could see, and finally when I saw a large tree the size of a bucket, Ivanv stopped, well, this is what Ivanv said was born to communicate with the elements of magic? It's really a big one.

Speaking of which, I have to say two more words, why can some of the same trees be made into magic staffs, while others can only be used as woodwork for fire? This involves the question of whether a tree can communicate with magical elements, or whether it can carry magical elements.

For example, if a mage uses a wooden stick that has nothing to do with a magical element, the mage uses it to launch a fireball, and maybe the fireball has not yet been launched, and the stick will spontaneously combust first.

And a staff that can be well compatible with the magic element can play the role of circulating and blessing the magic element.

In fact, any staff maker spends his life searching for this wood that can communicate with the elements of magic...... Or metal, but they didn't feel the properties of wood and metal as much as Ivanv, the Spirit of Death.

All they rely on is experience and common sense.

Perhaps some people ask why shamans who can communicate with elemental spirits can't accurately find high-quality wood from thousands of trees, but I can only say that no shaman can have such obedient and friendly elemental spirits as Ivanf do.

Now that I've found the target, I'm not welcome, I also need some high-quality wood carved totem poles, and Ivanf doesn't know how many times Ivanas has complained about the inferior wood sent by Sylvanas.

"Goddor, do you see the tree, no...... Not that...... It's that, yes, yes, that's it! It took a lot of effort to get Godor to see the tree I was pointing to, "Go, cut down that tree for me." ”

So Godor carried two large knives and walked under the tree to the astonished gaze of Winster and Carroll.

With a few clicks, a large knife mixed with Mithril slashed a bucket-sized tree at the waist.