File.84 Silver Dawn is also going to play Dota

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6 Deben thought that he would have to complete the journey between the East and the West and the Plague Lands by Eleven Routes.

Riding in such a place is not a good idea, and too large a target can easily attract a squad of the Forsaken, or the Scarlet Crusaders, or even the remnants of the Scourge of the Undead.

Luckily, however, he found an NPC on the eastern side of the Western Plaguelands that was about to leave here, and was able to catch their wagon.

"Why do I have to sit with this luggage?"

Amid the jolt, Kidwin, the dwarf, who had been separated from his luggage, complained loudly at the top of the carriage, surrounded by a dozen packages bundled into large and small cubes.

Although the rear panel of the carriage in which 6 De rode was only a wide strip of wood, it was more than a thousand times stronger than the crowded places above.

"Because your position is the most important thing, Kidwin. People who don't have the courage don't dare to sit that high. ”

Fiona in the driver's seat flicked a whip, and the scent of apples came with her voice.

I don't know how to think about it, this rather large four-wheeled carriage is actually stuffed with apple boxes in the carriage, which is full of any place that can be ridden, and the passengers can only find a good place to hang around the carriage like Indian Ah San.

"Because you're the shortest."

Unlike Fiona, another Blood Elf Paladin sitting in the driver's seat laughed and uncovered the mystery.

"Hey! Tarenal, this box looks good. I'm going to throw it on your head! ”

The old, red-faced dwarf went berserk.

"Don't do that, Kidwin. By the time we arrive at the Crown Tower, we will have less luggage on board. You'll have a seat for you. ”

"Well, yes, for Fiona's sake, I won't care...... Hey, the one below, are you going to join the Silver Dawn too? ”

After a few more grunts, the dwarf stuck his head out of the fence on the roof of the car.

It's not an easy job, because he has to make sure he doesn't fall and doesn't get hit by the bumpy luggage.

"I've heard of that organization. However, I'm here more of an adventure than a special one. ”

The dwarf's beard over the railing looks quite funny from below. 6. De had to do his best to control himself and avoid making a sound.

"Lither, is he also a paladin?"

The Red Dragon Maiden's cute appearance made Kidwin smile, but the former's next words made him almost fall off the roof of the car.

"I've heard that to become a paladin, handsome looks and tall body make the prerequisites ......"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem! Where did this unrealistic stuff come from? ”

If you only look at your face, you might think that the dwarf paladin drank too much, but the next words also deeply reflect the nature of this guy.

"Look at me...... Look at the perfect body shape like Kidwin! Sue sΓΉ you. I'm nearly a third of an inch taller than the average dwarf, and my appearance alone is enough to attract the affection of countless dwarven girls! ”

6. There was a muffled sound on the shoulder armor - it was the result of the real red hitting with the heel of his shoe.

It was clear that Kidwin, the dwarf status of a certain former sage, had not been seen at all, and the latter's chatter and boasting had already made True Red impatient......

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As the carriage progressed, the goals of the team were constantly revealed in the chat.

Tanariel and Kidwin are friends who have been together since the beginning. They share a common dream - to become powerful and glorious paladins.

For this reason, these two guys have done a lot of stupid things in addition to training, such as charging at the windmills on the farm, or forming a two-person group called the Paladin Brotherhood in a decent way, or running out to fight against the evil forces, and the guide was almost put in a coffin.

Although these two guys were lucky enough to be able to save the day. He also thinks that he has finally grown to the point where he can join the Silver Dawn, but what the two of them do clearly reflects a certain fact.

Even NPCs will get the second disease......

"Kidwin! Do you dare to bet with me. See who is the one who is more favored by the Light? ”

Before the carriage could groan and stop on the dirt road at the foot of the Crown Tower, the Blood Elf Paladin Thanariel jumped out of the driver's seat, grabbed his two-handed sword and rushed down.

"Let's see who can kill more undead in 3o minutes!"

"Hey...... Oh damn it, Tanariel, we're going to play fair, and we're going to be spit on by spirits for sneaking away! Who...... Who's going to help me down, as if I'm stuck in the middle of these shipments! ”

By the time Kidwin and the box landed heavily on the ground at the same time, the back of the Blood Elf Paladin had already left a beetle-sized mark on the ramp under the watchtower, and it was soon impossible to see through the main road.

The angry dwarf could only curse a few words, and then stepped into chase with his two small short legs, which looked a little rolling.

"It looks like we're going to have to stay here for a while...... The boys are always so unreassuring. If you can, remember to help me kick their ass a few times. ”

Fiona, leaning against the wall of the carriage as she watched the soldiers unload supplies from the carriage, narrowed her eyes and rattled the apple in her mouth.

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β€œβ€¦β€¦ If these towers are destroyed, the Chapel of Light's Wish will be exposed to the Western Plaguelands. ”

The explanation continued, but 6 Tak lamented in his heart.

Obviously, he just came to ask for information about this place, why did the commander here make the Eastern Plague Land Science Fair?

And the more you look at the logo, the more it tastes wrong.

On the opposite side is the Scourge, on this side is the Silver Dawn, why do the three watchtowers and the chapel look so much like some multiplayer map?

Sure enough, the bad taste of the designer knows no limits...... In addition, some NPCs have a verbosity that is even better.

Fortunately, the commander of the Crown Watchtower was probably also a little dry-mouthed, and he motioned for 6 Tak to patrol around the watchtower. By the way, let's see if there is anything you can do to help.

"Hello, dead paladin."

A grinning voice rang out from below.

"Chromie? How could you ......"

"Because one is not just a historian. And he's also a high-level mage certified by Dalaran. ”

Chromie magically pulled out a violet badge from his bosom and shook it quickly in front of 6 De's eyes. "There's a very difficult task for you to complete here!"

"You don't want me to single-handedly kill all the natural disasters here, do you?"

Considering the strange nature of the former staying alone in a place like Andohar, 6 De felt that this kind of thing was not impossible.

If Amenar is still around, it may not be a problem, but taking the Lich to the frontline headquarters that is trying to destroy the Scourge forces is no different from looking for death - at least it will not be possible until 6 Tak has gained a certain amount of trust, so the Lich can only continue to wander in the Plaguelands alone.

However, the lich itself has little opinion. At least 6 De watched the other party shoot the skeleton with an ice arrow, and shot it one by one, very happy......

"Of course not! Remember Joseph's ring? I've got more information from the commander here, and now I can try to send you to that little scene to help him! ”

The glow of magic began to flash in Chromie's hands.

When his body was incapacitated by the sudden bronze magic runes, 6 Tak finally understood what the other party meant by the little research.

(Time Locked: Imprisoned in a different timeline than the current time)

There is only one race in this land that can manipulate time.

Chromie, of course, will know a lot about the bronze dragon.

Who called it her race?

As for the self-proclaimed historians...... It is doubtful if any of the bronze dragons are not historians.

"We can't directly intervene in the progress of history, but we can help from the sidelines. If you want to change Joseph's fate. Only someone else's hand can do it, so it's up to you to do the stuff here...... Also, a warrior with a little girl didn't exist in those days, but don't worry, time travel doesn't take time! ”

As Chromie's words fell, 6 De's body seemed to be caught in a long and narrow pipe. After a few ripples, it vanished into the corner below the watchtower.

The last few words that remained in the range of his perception seemed to be infinitely elongated, and finally intertwined into a reverberating roar.

The Red Dragon Maiden's body struggled suddenly, and the golden-red energy instantly gathered around her into a nearly visible entity, as if it would break through the barrier in the next moment.

"Oh, not here. Let me help you calm down. ”

It is conceivable that once this highly compressed energy implodes from such a small space. If the impact force generated is not good, it is possible to directly eat half of the foundation of the watchtower behind you!

A large number of bronze-colored runes erupted from Chromie's hands, cascading around the binding barrier that enveloped Rose, barely restoring the already overwhelmed spell.

"Whew...... It's finally done. Hey? This tributary seems a little strange...... What went wrong? ”

Unlike his usual state of pretending to be stupid and cute, Chromie stared intently at the delicate hourglass in his hand this time, watching the sand and gravel inside start to move in a certain direction.

"I guess that's right...... Well...... Is there something that hasn't been taken into account in the timeline? Odd...... Am I ...... now?"

Chromie waved his finger in a little panic.

"Is it because the power is being overused......?"

After a soft cracking sound, the barrier surrounding the red dragon girl quietly shattered, and Chromie only felt that the scorching heat was enveloping her whole body.

"Wait, I think I should make things clear......"

Rumble!

"Ahh Mages are in trouble with this kind of failed spellcasting. ”

Fiona's hood moved.

ps:ps1: Sure enough, Taiwanese clothes are literal translation...... The BE knight translator of the national costume is the sunshooter (Houyi's family), and the Taiwanese service is the day strike (sunst day ker?). But for Mao Fei in the field of games and the other way around?

PS2: CTM's new quest for the Eastern Plague Land is still very loving, but it's really hard to make people think about what kind of guard towers they are!