Druids and warriors, one is a three-line class that conforms to the spirit of the minotaur and has a bright future, and the other is a melee class that is iron-blooded and brutal and fights on the battlefield; One is in line with Wren's talent, and the other is in line with Wren's character; One was once familiar with Wren's mastery, and the other was deeply impressed by Wren. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

How much I wish I had it when I didn't have a career scroll, and after having a career scroll, I didn't know how to choose, and Wren's state at this time looked funny.

With a clapping of his hands, Wren stood up, he wanted to walk, think and think, and decide his future path.

Along the circle of bookshelves, Wren paced slowly.

He was thinking, since he could use such a career scroll to change classes, I wonder what other people would do if they saw this kind of career scroll? For example, Kane Bloodhoof, what happens when you learn and read this class scroll - is it to level up? Or do you want to increase your skills? Or is it a secondary job change? Or nothing will happen. Wren was curious.

After walking for a while, I calmed down and made a decision in my heart.

Walking to the table, Wren picked up the warrior class scroll without hesitation.

The warrior is in line with his Minotaur golden bloodline identity, his father and his brother are both warriors, he has also fought with warriors many times in the previous World of Warcraft games, and has a deep understanding of warriors, warriors are still melee professions, very pure, very direct to meet his needs.

And Wren remembered that World of Warcraft can be changed twice, for example, the famous Prince of Arthas, who has three classes: Paladin, Death Knight, and Lich King. So in case the warrior's profession is sick, he also has the hope of changing classes again.

Quickly browse through the scrolls and see a prompt for "whether to study or not". Wren slammed the affirmation.

The world was spinning, and Wren felt a tingling pain, and he passed out.

After Wren fell into a coma, a whirlwind suddenly blew in the quiet "Storage Hall", Wren was lifted into the air by the whirlwind in his sleep, and from a distance, he was dragged by a breeze, quietly floating 2 meters above the ground, quiet and gloomy.

Wren had a dream, he dreamed of the ancestors of the minotaurs, he heard the sounds of wind, water, fire, grass, he felt that he felt the breath of the blood that belonged to the minotaurs, he received the teachings from the elemental spirits and the ancestral spirits, as they really appeared before his eyes.

Wren floated silently in the whirlwind, his eyes closed from above, as if he were asleep, but in Wren's world, he was awake, and an old minotaur appeared in front of him.

The old minotaur wasn't next to him, but Wren knew he did. He existed in his dreams, and for him, that was enough.

In the dream, he himself was young and energetic, his healthy skin shimmering with ruddy luster, and his smooth body was covered with strong muscles, stretching his muscles and bones beautifully. The old minotaur was very old, but he could feel that this was the age at the peak of his intelligence.

In the dream, although Wren did not know the name of the old minotaur, he could feel that the old and wise minotaur was the ancestor of the minotaur, and he instinctively felt close to him.

The old minotaur looked at Wren with a smile and said, "Child, you are the seventh minotaur to see me in a hundred years, what is your name?" ”

Wren didn't know what state he was in at this moment, he just felt amazing, like in reality, like in a dream, like face to face, like in his mind.

Suddenly he heard the old minotaur speak and asked him, and Wren was surprised.

"Wren Bloodhoof!" Wren replied.

"It's the Bloody Hoof family again, Dai Shu is really lucky, I remember a few years ago, there was a little guy from the Bloody Hoof family, with amazing talent, and he got my blessing." When the old minotaur heard Wren's name, he talked to himself about the past.

Although he didn't know who the old minotaur was talking about, Wren instinctively felt that the person from the Bloodhoof family he was talking about should be his brother Kane Bloodhoof.

Seeing the old ancestor wave his hand, Wren felt that he was surrounded by something, soft, warm, but with his eyes, the surroundings were still empty and nothing, Wren found himself like in the clouds, surrounded by colorful lights.

"Yes, the talent is good, and I have awakened the Qi of Zhengyang." The old minotaur surrounded Wren with mysterious power for a while, and then said.

"Huh? Why is the talent energy weird, aren't the Bloodhoof family all warrior blood? How is your body's energy a mixture of warrior and stalker energy, has anyone probed you? After a little more probing, the old minotaur asked Wren.

"The Horde's Prophet said I had the right talent for a Stalker!" Wren replied quickly.

"Nonsense, which unfilial son is being a prophet, how can we minotaurs awaken and become stalkers, shameful!" The old minotaur seems to have a prejudice against the Stalker, and growls when he hears someone tell Wren that he can turn into a Stalker.

"Then what kind of profession am I awakening? Is it okay for a warrior? Wren wondered if his decision would come to fruition.

"Originally, it didn't work, but after investigating it just now, it can work again."

"Huh? What does this say? Wren was surprised.

"Where did you get that beast tooth necklace?" Looking up, Wren found that the beast tooth necklace on his chest that his coach had given him when he was a killer appeared in the old minotaur's hand.

"Ahh Wren touched the beast tooth necklace around his neck and found that it was missing, it was the only thing he had brought from the earth, it was his thoughts, and it was also his past, he tried to stretch his hand forward, trying to retrieve the necklace, but he found that his feet were empty, and he couldn't move forward no matter how much he tossed it.

"It's the canine teeth of the Minotaur!" Ignoring Wren's movements, the old minotaur said suddenly.

"Huh?" This is the third time Wren has shouted in surprise.

"I don't know how you got it, but I can feel it falling from at least a heroic minotaur."

"What?" Wren's jaw dropped in surprise.

He knew very well that his beast tooth necklace had been obtained from Earth, and that he had never heard of a Minotaur on Earth.

But seeing this ancient ancestral soul say this, Wren suddenly felt an excitement in his heart, could it be that there is a passage between Earth and Azeroth? Can he go back to Earth through the passage? This is going to kill you, and as soon as she thinks about it, Wren's heart heats up.

"Are you sure?" Wren asked tentatively but eagerly.

"This can be wrong!" The Ancient Ancestral Soul chuckled.

"This thing has been extinct for many years, think about the era when the Minotaur heroes came out in large numbers, this thing is common, this one is the first time I have seen it in the past thousand years, it's not easy." Looking at the beast teeth, the soul of the ancestor spoke slowly.

"Let's get started!" After looking at it for a while, he retracted his eyes, and the Ancestral Soul threw the beast tooth necklace, only to see the beast tooth necklace floating quietly on Wren's head.

The Prophet's Soul gently swiped his hands and said, "Eμπp, Xpησiμoπoi, νta, tηνapxa, aδ, νaμη!" ”

I saw that the beast teeth floating on top of Wren's head slowly changed from the yellowish white peculiar to the beast bones to red, and then contracted violently, and then swelled again, breaking into powder, and the powder slowly drifted away, encircling Wren.

When Wren's skin touched the powder, he felt a heart-piercing pain rush to his head, and in his dream, he fainted.

At the moment when Wren fainted, the whirlwind floating with Wren in the outer study room also turned red from nothing, slowly became larger, and then surrounded Wren entirely......

*****

When it was dawn, Wren opened his eyes and let out a long breath, he returned to his real body, not with atrophy of his hands and feet, joint pain, and weakness like last time, on the contrary, Wren felt energetic and energetic.

He was grateful for what the Ancestors had given him, an awakening that seemed to the Ancestors to be too simple to be simple, but which was incomparably important to him.

He pondered, and the little sunlight gradually seeped in, and he suddenly missed the warm vegetable porridge of the chef of Bloodhoof Village.

Thinking about what had just happened, the Ancestral Soul said that Wren was the seventh young minotaur in a hundred years to revive him, preside over his awakening, and perform blessings.

Of the seven, Wren was sure that one of them must have been Kane Bloodhoof, while the other six he had no sign at all, not knowing their deeds, not knowing their names, or even whether they were Bloodhoof or Seahoof, or anything else.

Wren has a lot of questions on his mind, but none of them matter at the moment, what matters is to understand his current state.

Silently calming down a little rapid breathing, Wren exhaled his attribute panel.