With the help of the Bronze Dragon's Breath of Time, after a thousand years, the broken Scepter of Quicksand has finally been reforged.

The Scepter resembles a drumstick, and it is used in a similar way to a drum, except that it is a beetle gong.

Once the beetle gong is sounded, the seal on the wall of beetles will be lifted once and for all, and the Chira and Cthun, who are locked within the wall, will once again threaten Azeroth.

Now that the Azeroth tribes are not ready for a decisive battle with the Ra Empire, the Sareen do not intend to swagger in.

Seeing Sarren transform into a flying form and carry Valera away, another portal opened beside Anaklos, and the mortal form of Elgos strolled out from the other side of the door.

Anaclus's mood was a little restless.

After the three friends were trapped in Angela, Anaklos blamed himself very much.

Why was it only me who was lucky enough to escape?

This question has plagued Anaclos for nearly 1,000 years.

Now that I finally saw a glimmer of hope, the Bronze Dragon Prince had some gains and losses.

Knowing that the three friends were already unlucky, he still couldn't help but have the last glimmer of hope.

"Elgoth, what do you think...... Will those two children succeed? ”

Elgos replied with a flat expression: "You bronze dragon can't see the future clearly, how can I know." ”

"Now, we can only stay far away and pray."

"May the Titans bless them."

……

In order to ensure safety, Salian chose to take a detour from the Thousand Needles Stone Forest last time.

This time, he decided to take a different route, crossing Tanaris into the Angolo crater and taking the shortest path to Silissus.

As soon as they entered the crater area, Salian and Valilla were greeted with a warm "welcome".

The pterodactyl dragon soaring in the sky screamed and gathered around Sarjan, who had changed into a wyvern, and at a glance, there were at least a dozen of them.

Prior to Remulos' training, Sarjan's flying form had no combat power, and he could only dodge fierce enemies in the air.

With his knowledge of Transfiguration and the Dragons, in just one week, Sarjan's unique dragon-shaped Transfiguration was improved under the tutelage of Remloth.

Dragon's breath is an innate talent of the dragon family, and even baby dragons can spit out small fireballs that are not very powerful.

Of course, Salian also has the talent to breathe dragon breath, but due to the habitual thinking of mortals, he has not been carefully developed before.

Through the guidance of Remlus, Sarjan's flight form finally has a certain combat ability.

Although it is still far from the human form he is most accustomed to, at least he will not be beaten unilaterally in air combat.

"Valeera, hold on!"

Sarean took a deep breath, and scorching flames began to build up in the wyvern's chest.

"Aang!"

Charging at full speed from a dozen pterodactyls, Sarjan's dragon beak erupted with crimson flames of life.

The pterodactyls that rushed to the front were unsuspectingly hit by the dragon's breath, and immediately screamed and fell to the ground, with varying degrees of charred black on their bodies.

Wild beasts are afraid of fire, this is the law of nature.

When the first wave of dismount was sent out, the originally menacing pterodactyl hurriedly braked in the air, flapping its wings vigilantly and floating in the air, watching Sarian break through the blockade and fly into the distance.

It is the nature of living beings to bully the weak and fear the hard.

After confirming that the enemy was not easy to mess with and had no intention of encroaching on their territory, the pterodactyl did not want to cause any more trouble, so he scattered on the spot, as if nothing had happened.

"So that's what Angolo Ring looks like."

After breaking free from the pterodactyl, Valera looked down from the sky with great interest.

A crater, as the name suggests, is actually a basin surrounded by mountains.

Sandwiched between the two great deserts of Tanaris and Silisus, the Angolo Ring Mountain is unaffected by any wind and sand, and when viewed from above, it is actually a verdant green.

Nowhere was the active volcano in the middle of the crater, where billowing smoke erupted from the crater, creating a gray-black obstruction in the sky and forcing Salian to take a detour.

Due to the influence of the volcano, there are many large and small hot springs that smoke all over the crater.

The barrage also began to chatter, and some people mentioned that if it weren't for the large number of dinosaurs of all kinds, maybe the Angolo crater could be developed into a tourist mecca with these hot springs. valley

Soon someone retorted that he was thinking too much, and Freya warned with an iron fist.

Sarian was not interested in the topic, he focused on the pitch-black oil fields north of Mount Huoyu.

According to the barrage, these black, greasy substances are called oil, known as black gold in their world, and are a non-renewable energy source bred by the planet.

If the physical rules of the two worlds don't deviate too much, this black viscous liquid can even replace arcane energy to some extent, powering a variety of engineering creations, including autonomic golems.

'Let's write it down. ’

Azeroth doesn't have the science that barrage says, but it has engineering that works similarly to it.

Sitting on the infinite energy source of the sunwell, the High Elves never had to worry about the energy supply, and did not put much effort into engineering research.

There are two races with deep engineering skills, one is the goblins from the Kozan Islands, and the other is the gnomes who remain in the Lordaeron Confederacy today.

Sooner or later, something will happen to the solar well, and Salian plans to use oil as a backup energy source, perhaps in the event of a temporary emergency after losing the energy of the solar well.

However, it is too early to say this, and there will be time to make a trip to Nomorigen and discuss the uses of oil and refining methods with the gnomes face-to-face.

After passing through the hot springs in the western part of the crater, Sarena and Valera officially enter the inhospitable Silysus Desert.

Compared to Tanaris, the sandy areas of Silisus are darker in color and the atmosphere of the whole region is more oppressive.

"It's supposed to be the influence of Cthun."

Speeding up in the direction of the beetle wall, Sarian said to Valilla with a somewhat solemn expression: "You can feel the oppressive atmosphere outside the seal, let alone behind the wall. ”

"After crossing the seal, don't believe in any temptation that rises in your heart, it's all a trick played by the ancient gods."

Twisting wills is what the Elder Gods did best, and one could be lured into falling by them if they weren't careful.

At first, Saljan disagreed with Valeera's involvement in the operation, but she was adamant, repeatedly promising that she would not be deceived by Cthun's rhetoric.

Before leaving, Remulos gave Sallian and Valera a tranquilizing blessing to protect their souls for a month, and to call the police immediately if they were attacked by the spirits of the Elder Gods.

There is hardly any living creature in the desert of Silisus in the Notda, and it is even more inhospitable than Tanaris.

To the north of the central part of the desert is an orderly camp that houses the Cenarion Council, which has watched over the Wall of Beetles for millennia.

In order to prevent the Cenarion Fortress from alerting the Zermen, Saljan does not plan to make contact with the local Night Elves.

Fold up your wings and land near the mountains in the eastern part of the desert, where you can only walk on your legs.

……

Above the ruins of Angela, a large number of insect people resembling giant bees are patrolling the air.

"Whew~"

Confirming that the patrol force was far away, a figure suddenly appeared in the corner of one of the ruined buildings.

The man was dressed in a gray-yellow robe of a similar color to the sand, and his whole body was shrouded in a cloak, as if he had become one with the environment, and it was difficult to spot a person here without looking closely.

"Hey~ It's really unlucky."

As the only alien mortal within the Beetle Wall, the robed man sat down against the ruins, smiling bitterly and muttering to himself.

"I shouldn't have paid attention to you if I had known, just go out with Gugar."

"It's fun now, when will this long escape end?"

"I'm sorry, Julian, but we delayed your escape."

A translucent red phantom appeared next to the man, a projected red-clad night elf, whose body did not seem to be here.

Julian waved his hand freely: "Forget it, it's all like this anyway, let's find a way to survive first, and then we can get out when the next quicksand battle starts." ”

“…… Luckily, I lived long enough to afford to wait. ”

The red figure smiled helplessly: "We ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the red-clothed night elf's face suddenly changed slightly.

"It's ......"

Julian raised his eyebrows puzzled: "What's wrong?" Karen, Cthun is going to torture you again? ”

"No ......"

The man in red known as Karen had a strange expression: "I sensed that a fellow red dragon had entered the wall of beetles. ”