On the gentle slopes of the snow, a dozen fat takin shaved with their sharp hooves cut through the snow and nibble on the hay beneath the snow. In winter, the grass leaves are yellow and dry, without much nutrients, and the grass roots are sweet and juicy, which is a favorite snack for takin. Before the rainy and snowy season arrives, they already have a body of fat that is enough to survive the winter.

Spend the winter in the alpine snowfields, and although you have to endure hunger and cold, you can hide from the hungry predators. Takins have lived in this mountainous area for generations and are familiar with their surroundings.

Today, they met a group of uninvited guests.

Elves and dwarves were not far away, and the takin had never seen these strange creatures walking upright, and before their simple and dull brains could react, a long arrow with four feathers in the breeze flew quickly, spun and hit the head of a wildebeest, and the sharp arrow cluster pierced through the hard skull, and a puddle of blood came out of the other side.

The more than 500-pound cow was killed on the spot, and the leader of the male takin, his eyes were red with anger, and he lowered his head and used his horns to pick the arrow on the cow's head, and vented for a while before turning and rushing towards those strange erect animals.

The leader of the strong male takin charged for dozens of meters, and suddenly seemed to be frightened, turned around and fled with the herd of cattle.

Frustrated, the red-bearded dwarf Udrite lowered his two shields from his arms and complained to Elus Moonsong, "Hey, my bull, it's gone for dinner...... General Thin Eyebrows, why are you trying to scare the bull away, you see how strong its muscles are, it should be better than the cow beef. ”

Elus put down the elven longbow, spat out a mouthful of white mist, raised her slender eyebrows, and said, "Dwarves like old, tough, and smelly male beef, and I like to eat tender female beef. Why, aren't you convinced?"

Udrite jumped to his feet and shouted, "Ha, I'm afraid of you......?" I just can't beat you. ”

"It doesn't matter if it's a beef or a cow, it's delicious beef in Kiki's hands...... Go and get your prey back, even the most capable halfling gourmand has an assistant to do the rough work. Kiki came out of nowhere, directing the dwarves to carry the takin that had been shot to death by Elus.

The dwarves and halflings were busy handling their prey, and Eloth Moonsong turned to Angelis beside her and asked, "How was my wind arrow?"

Elus practiced the breathing technique taught to her by the nightingale every night, and although her eyes were still different-colored, in just a few days, she was able to call on the wind elemental. Angelis instructed her to use the breathing technique of the Wind Archer today, and by the afternoon, Elus had successfully cast the Wind Arrow.

Of course, her wind arrow is the most basic archery, not very good. Considering that she was a beginner, Angelis was also very envious of Elus's unparalleled fighting talent, and nodded and said: "The fourth quarter breathing was a little rapid, and it failed to connect smoothly with the fifth quarter breathing, causing the wind to dissipate early, and the rotation speed of the arrow was not enough, otherwise that arrow could directly penetrate the takin's skull...... However, you're much better than Olawe'd have been when he first started practicing WindArrow. ”

Eluss received approval from her friends, but she was not very satisfied with the Wind Arrow, and while stroking the elven longbow with a unique shape like a work of art, she said regretfully: "The longbow limits my strength, and the dragon hunting spear is more suitable for me." ”

The Wind Archer can make the specially constructed four arrows rotate at high speed, increasing the damage of the Wind Arrow, but the attack power of the Wind Arrow is a little worse than that of the Dwarven Dragon Hunter. The advantage of the Windrun Shooter is that it is dexterous, rapid fire, multiple shots, and the number of arrows ensures the durability of the attack, while the Dragon Hunter Lance is amazingly powerful, but it is too heavy and large, and the Dwarven Dragon Hunter usually only carries 6 Lances, and when they finish throwing the Lance, they have to rely on two bladed shields to fight the enemy in close combat.

Elus Moon Song is extremely talented, and her strength is inferior to that of the fourth-order dwarven dragon hunter Udit, but she can easily use the dragon hunting spear. However, Angelis's heart felt awkward at the thought of the stupidity of the Dryad Boomer's Flying Archer carrying six dragon hunting spears.

Anglish didn't bother to argue with her good sister, nodded noncommittally, and asked instead: "We have only been hunting and practicing martial arts in the mountains these days, and we don't need to look for the architectural remains of the Azorean towers?"

Elus's long ears turned to the left and right, and she said perfunctorily, "Haven't we been looking for it? The mountain is too big, and we haven't found it yet." ”

"..... I found ......"

The sound of a nightingale came in the wind, and Elus's pointed ears immediately collapsed to the sides, which was the elf's body language to express the weakness of the heart. Angelis was amused and worried, she rarely saw Elus, and at the same time she was nervous, fearing that the noble-blooded son of the moon god would be angry because of the Silver Eagle Scout's passive sabotage.

The figure of the nightingale appeared on the ridge in the distance, at first it was a small dot, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to the side of the general of Silver Eagle City and her right-hand man, first nodded to the silver eagle scouts who greeted him, and said lightly: "I found a ruin, just behind the fourteenth col in the south. ”

Elos whispered, "Then let's go over here." ”

Ever since she had cut off the head of the bat undead, she had sensed some kind of danger. Until the feeling of danger subsided, Elus was reluctant to lead her men to the Temple of the Azores.

Victor knew this, and he had no position or disdain to blame Elus's negative attitude, in fact, the other party did not lie to the nightingale.

The Azores mountain range generally presents a north-south trend, zigzag and stretches for thousands of miles, the east side of the mountain range is steep and steep, the west slope is relatively gentle, composed of horseshoe-shaped cols, cascading ridges are intertwined, ravines are undulating, and the terrain is very complex. The Silver Eagle Scout is lucky to search for architectural ruins in the Azores Mountains, and if he is unlucky, he may not be able to find a worthy target in the mountains for three or five years. After all, the oak barrel's wayfinding staff was in the hands of the Randall Expeditionary Force, and it only recorded the location of the temple of the Azorean Tower, and there was no information about other architectural remains. What's more, now that the snow is covering the mountains, the sky and the earth are white, and even Victor can't find the remains of ancient buildings covered with snow only with the naked eye.

...... Add to that the talent, intelligence, and knowledge that Victor can do that is almost impossible for anyone else to do.

Building a house in the mountains also has to follow the most basic rules. The first is a relatively flat foundation, and if there is no natural flat land, then the terraces are built first, and the second is the water source, and if there is no natural water source, then an artificial diversion bridge or artificial canal is built. These man-made activities will change the features of the landscape, and Victor stood on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance, searching area by area, and it didn't take long to find five ruins hidden by snow.

As long as she's not following human expeditions now, Elus doesn't really care if she's surveying the remains of the Azorean Tatars. Anyway, Mister Nightingale wanted to learn more about the ruins, and the dwarven prophet Agelo happened to decipher the Azorean script, which would greatly help him improve his divination skills.

The nightingale is like a powerful and wealthy guest, with whom Elus longs to be befriended, relying on his strength and wealth, but not to leave the fate of her companion to a guest she doesn't know well. She carefully maintains a fragile companionship with Nightingale, neither wanting to anger the other or choosing to surrender. Because she keenly felt that the nightingale's heart was cold and arrogant, like the vast forest, the cold moonlight, and the towering mountains, there was a gentle and ruthless side that carried life. Her elven companions have succumbed to the charm of the High Elves bloodline, the dwarven warriors lack the scheming city, and the halfling Kiki, not to mention him, he is a wall-to-wall grass.

Elus was sure that Mr. Nightingale looked up to her, but she did not doubt that Nightingale would use the Silver Eagle Scout as a substitute for the Dead.

However, there are no contradictions between the parties on the issue of surveying the remains of the Azores.

The Nightingale led the way, and it took the Silver Eagle Scouts a full day to reach the ruins in the mountains. Agro Greybeard jumped off the bighorn sheep in high spirits, stood on the snow and looked around, and said in a rough voice: "My hills, there is snow, snow, a lot of snow, a lot of very cold snow, but there are no ruins in sight. ”

Ignoring the impatient Dwarven Prophet, Victor raised his slender and flawless left hand, condensed the wind element, and then pushed a blue-black air flow into the snow dozens of meters away, and in the harsh cracking sound, the agitated air flow blew away the snow layer, revealing a low rock complex.

The dwarven prophet shouted happily, his thick legs darting swiftly, and rushing towards the ruins of the ancient buildings that had seen the light of day with fluttering snowflakes. The rest of the Silver Eagle scouts looked at Mr. Nightingale's left hand with awe-inspiring eyes.

Except for the dwarven prophets who are thirsty for new knowledge, the inhabitants of the Elven Empire are not very interested in ancient ruins, and no matter how old the civilization is, it is not as old as the Elven Empire. Mr. Nightingale's extraordinary strength is what is remarkable, especially the elven warriors, in addition to reverence and undisguised pride.

The Elven Empire has a hero-worship complex, and the son of the moon god undoubtedly corresponds to the heroic idol of the elven race.

Victor withdrew his left hand, what he had just done was actually superfluous, the Raging Wind Sword Saint could condense the Void Wind Element at any point within a radius of 27 kilometers with just his mind, but this was a little too frightening for the elves, and it didn't fit the character of the Wanderer Nightingale.

"What are you staring at me? ”

Nightingale's handsome face showed a hint of displeasure, but it made the young Silver Eagle scouts feel a little kind, and everyone walked into the ruins in a noisy manner.

It is a small complex of low-rise ancient buildings made of rock and mortar, with an area of about 400 square meters, and the remains of the building are not only badly weathered, but also entwined with a large number of withered vines. The architectural style of the ruined walls is primitive and rugged, with vague carvings on the weathered stone walls, which can be seen to be mainly snakes, as well as a small number of spider mask ornaments, because the damage is too severe, Victor tries to use the image completion function of X-3 to outline the whole picture of the statue and ornamentation according to the principle of symmetrical beauty.

The few virtual graphics he had generated in his mind didn't match the real samples. This indicates that the statue ornamentation in the ruins did not follow the principle of symmetry. This means that the totems of the Azores do not refer to natural biological forms, or are not creatures of the material plane.

After thinking about it, Victor told the others about his confusion. Elves, dwarves, and halflings were all unknown, but thanks to the knowledge of the dwarven prophet, he explained with burning eyes: "I count this relic on the heads of the Azoretians for the time being...... The snake has always been believed by the Elven Empire to be a metaphor for the abyssal demon, while the spider represents death, symbolizing the sleeping and death embodiment of the moon goddess, and is the image worshipped by the dark elves of the earth. It shouldn't be a coincidence that there are snakes and spiders here at the same time, but the strange thing is that the Azota are a race of the earthly world, how can they have the totemic image of a demon snake and a death spider?"

"I think there's only one possible explanation for the anomaly...... Bloodline memory, the Azoretans have the bloodline of demons and underworld races, and some of them awaken bloodline memories to draw totemic images. ”

"Black-blooded bastard, I'm going to break the bones of the Azoretha with my shield!" yelled the dragon hunter Udrite.

"Haha, didn't you smoke tobacco today? The Azoretha Empire has long been extinct......"

"It doesn't affect me to break their bones!"

Eglo Greybeard coughed repeatedly, and seeing that his dwarven compatriots were still mocking each other with the Azorites, he couldn't help but curse and said: "A group of dwarven idiots, the sun lights up the fire of civilization, and the civilization on earth comes from the Elven Empire, and the Azorethas are no exception, don't you see the spider mark? That's the incarnation of the moon god, and our cemetery in Silver Eagle City also has spider ornaments?"

That's right, the ancient beasts once worked together to banish the Spirit King to the underworld, allowing him to lead the swarm against the Abyssal Demons. Subsequently, the Spirit King and his bugs demonized and defeated by the Ruler of the Abyss Demons, who attacked the Overworld from underground. Goddess Freya led the ancient elven empire to defeat the Spirit King and his Zerg army, and the Moon Goddess seized the death power of the Spirit King, incarnated as the Spider Lady, and opened up the dark elves and underground races to fight against the abyss.

It should be said that the Spider Lady and her dark elves took the place of the king of the spirit realm, and it was not until the end of the Twilight Age that the Old Gods embarked on the path of pan-consciousness. The Moon Goddess and Spider Lady no longer answer the prayers of the elven sacrifices, and the Abyssal Demons tempt the Elves to betray the Ancient Elven Empire, and the Elves transform into High Goblins, who perform rituals to summon the Black Blood Demon to the physical plane.

In fact, this was the first invasion of the material world by the Abyssal Demons, who used the rituals of the High Goblins to open the cracks in the ground, bypass the defenses of the Dark Elves, and manifest in the world of Tyron Riel.

The second invasion of demons took place in the middle and late stages of the ancient alchemy empire, where humans, barbarians, and elves formed an alliance and finally drove the demons back to the abyss plane after a fierce war. However, the ancient alchemist Esoteric Society had a secret plan to counterattack the abyss, and all of this was secretly guided by the Elven Empire.

The Queen Alchemy Tower and the Azoretha are the products of that counteroffensive plan, and their power comes from the remnants of the Spirit King. Ant-Man monsters aside, the Assyrians are obviously Inhumans, and the Elven Empire has the technology to transform native humans into Inhumans. The alchemists and wizards of the Esoteric Order were responsible for providing the native species of humans, and the Elven Empire provided the bloodlines of the Spirit King, creating the Assyrians who were mildly demonized, adapted to the underground, and worshipped the Spider Lady.

The Assyrian and Queen Alchemy Towers should become vassals of the Dark Elves and join the Spider Realm to defend against the third invasion of the Abyssal Demons. However, for unknown reasons, this plan of the Esoteric Order and the Elven Empire was thwarted. Victor is estimated to be due to the inexplicable collapse of the alchemy empire, which caused the Queen Ant's Alchemy Tower to get out of control, and the Assyrians had to work hard with the Ant-Man monster in the endless forest.

Victor had expected Silver Eagle City to send elite forces to track Elus's scout team, but he didn't expect Elanta's Elven Prince to join Silver Eagle City's operation. If you don't consider the selfishness of the elven prince, with his status and status, why would the elven queen agree to her beloved son's danger?

Unless, there is a distinguished guest in that team who needs to be accompanied by the elven prince to keep an eye on him!

...... Lady Spider's Dark Elves?

If this hypothesis is true, the course of events tends to be beyond Victor's control, and it also reveals something very important.

Victor would really like to go back and take a closer look at the core members of the elven reinforcements. His arch-enemy talent is different from that of Wind Whisper, and relying on Kiki's animal companions, he has glimpsed the Elven Prince, the Elder Wind Song, and the Hill Dwarven General. But the ferocious black wolf didn't get close to the stranger, and Victor missed the other core members of the elven backup.

Fortunately, Victor has memorized the characteristics of the elven prince, and under the old enemy lock, as long as the elven prince comes into contact with the dark elves, he can take advantage of the situation to lock on to new targets.

Victor thought about finding an excuse to get out and spy on the elven prince to see if there were any new discoveries, so he said, "This ruin is too small, I'll look for other ruins......"

"It's a big place, and there's a lot of space underground. The Dwarven Prophet said.

"What?"

"It's spider-decorated, it's clearly a Azorean tomb. Aglow turned his head, waved his thick muscular arms at his fellow dwarves, and said excitedly, "Good blacksmith, good stonemason...... What do dwarves need most?"

The dwarves raised their sharp-beaked hoes and shouted happily, "Iron pickaxe!"