Chapter 176: The Druids (I)

"Hey, hey... Young man, don't be too surprised, it's time to end, now I'll show you what is the strongest professional bear form below" I saw that the middle-aged bearded man's still sturdy body was constantly changing, and his whole body was slowly wrapped in some black fur, about five seconds, the middle-aged bearded man completely became an adult black bear, standing up with a height of two meters and five, and a huge bear paw lifted Fang Cai's two-handed giant axe and waved it wildly in the air, as if showing his strength in front of them.

Qin Feng hid in the grass and swallowed an egg with his mouth open, but after thinking about it, the surprised expression on Qin Feng's face quickly turned into a sudden realization, Qin Feng had already guessed that this middle-aged bearded man was nothing more than the legendary druid, in fact, the druid profession is not very rare, it is really this hidden profession is not popular in China, like some European countries worship power very much, believe in chivalry, only powerful druids can satisfy them.

In fact, there are many background stories about druids on the official forums of the game, and Qin Feng has also seen them when he wandered around the forums intentionally or unintentionally, but it can be seen on the forums that Chinese generally have a high evaluation of druids, and one of the posts about druid love makes Qin Feng unable to remember the last druid......

I am a Wind Druid, the last Druid of the Silvermoon Tribe. Growing up on the continent of Dalaran, it is a desirable place, full of life, babbling streams, green mountains and green waters. We are the people of the moon gods, a proud race that reveres the power of nature: the Night Elves. We used to have a beautiful and peaceful time of happiness, which lasted for thousands of years. At that time, the verdant forests were our home, and our magnificent cities were hidden in the dense jungle. The trees, our friends, they watch over us, and the animals of the forest share with us the gifts of the moon gods. At that time, the jungle was full of birds and flowers, and the clear stream flowed quietly, bringing us joy. Whenever the breeze blows, the rustle of leaves and the soft whispers of elves make up a moving music that makes people intoxicated. When the moon god casts his white light on the earth, the beautiful priestesses dance with blessings and pray for lasting happiness. But that didn't work, and disaster soon struck. I will never forget the day when the whole sky was burning, and stones with green flames fell from the sky, burning the forest and turning into a burning giant. We resisted desperately, and after paying a terrible price, we kept our homeland. According to the High Priestess, it was the return of the Burning Legion, the demons of the Lich King, whose ancestors had joined forces with humans to defeat them and seal them away. Now, the gates of hell have been opened again, and they have reappeared in this world, spreading death and destruction.

Heavy clouds of lead rolled rapidly in the sky, like hordes of frightened beasts rushing wildly in the sky, like black lava boiling and burning in the sky, like dark blood spurting out with body temperature when a sharp blade pierced the heart. Darkness gradually covered the land, and the day was covered with a heavy curtain of night. The hurricane swept through every corner of the world, screaming and tearing in the ears of all things, and wantonly venting the wrath from the sky. The wind set off a mountain-like wave on the ocean, as if the palm of an ancient giant god pressed against the earth. Leaves and straw danced wildly, and towering trees and boulders were uprooted from the ground and thrown far away. The sudden loud noise was accompanied by a blinding light, and the blazing white flames scorched people's eyes. Sword swords burning with white flames steered the sky from darkness to light, and then from brief light to darkness. The earth trembled violently at that sound, and the forces of nature echoed each other, releasing all their energy between heaven and earth without hesitation. At such times, the creatures that stood on the ground, lurked in the water, and flew in the sky trembled, succumbing to the tremors of the souls that made the pale will.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a large army to come from the far north, they were the vanguard of the Burning Legion, the Undead Plague Army. What kind of army is this, Luna God! Numerous decomposing corpses, wandering ghosts, and all sorts of other evil beings. Their ** are long dead, but the Lich King uses his evil powers to bring them back into this world to serve him. They have no emotion, no **, they just hate, hatred of life. Leading them is the fallen prince of humanity, Arthas. I have seen him, he exudes an icy chill all over his body, like a sword in his hand, and his gaze is like an iceberg in the north, cold and firm. He is very clever and ruthless, and he has launched deadly attacks on us again and again, and this is already our last base. We've tried a lot, but they've failed, and the corpses of countless of our companions have been turned into fodder for filthy ghouls, and some have been turned into skeleton warriors. Our most painful defeat was the assassination operation, in which we lost sixteen of our most elite fighters, including my beloved Nima. Moonlight.

Nima, my love, where are you? I still remember your sweet smile, your petite body, your eyes as clear as moonlight, but I can't see you anymore. I still vividly remember the night you left, I poured water from the well blessed by the moon god on your head, and you hugged me tightly and said to me, "When I come back, we will never be separated again, okay?" "But, you never came back......

A panicked shout interrupted my thoughts, the enemy is coming, maybe this is our last battle. Through the dead trees I saw the armies of the undead, the hordes of ghouls, the abominations of deadly diseases, and the meat grinders that threw corpses. Dark clouds swirled in the sky, blocking out the sun. There are also dragons of white bones, and the terrifying aura they emit alone is enough to break our will. Nima, I think soon we'll be together. All the people stood up and took up their weapons, and everyone knew that this was our last battle. I grabbed my staff, silently recalling the incantation. "For the luna!" The High Priest shouted and shot arrows at his enemies. "For the luna!" We shouted and launched an attack on the enemy. But our numbers are so small that for every two ghouls that fall, four will take their place. I saw the demon hunter, he was surrounded by dozens of ghouls, he kept slashing, but when he cut down one, there would be more around, and he couldn't hold it anymore. Suddenly, I saw a flame rising from his body, a sacrifice, a magic that burned life. Many of the ghouls who surrounded him were reduced to ashes, and others began to slowly retreat, but they still surrounded him, waiting for his strength to run out. I tried to rush to his side, but two great abominations stood in my way, and I dodged their attacks while chanting a spell, and as the huge tornado blew them into the sky, I saw the demon hunter fall, and he was immediately swallowed up by the tide of ghouls. I didn't have time to grieve, and my tears were long gone, and I shot my magic bullets wildly into the hordes of ghouls, blasting these filthy creatures to pieces. But my magic was getting weaker and weaker, and when I saw that I was about to be thrown to the ground by ghouls, they suddenly abandoned me. Just as I was wondering, I suddenly felt a cold chill. I jerked my head and saw a wraith standing behind me. They are the souls of slain female elves, and their cries alone can kill people. I understood that the ghouls didn't kill me, they wanted it to take over my body. No way, as a druid, I'd never do anything for the Lich King. Although my magic is running out, destroy it...... My hand suddenly froze, and I saw the wraith's face. "You, you're ...... Nima! Is it really you? Nima didn't answer me, her eyes were so hollow, and her body slowly drifted towards me. I threw away my staff and spread my arms: "Come on, Nima, we will always be together and never separate!" "The moment she rushed into my body, I seemed to see a tear on her face......

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Qin Feng looked at the middle-aged bearded black bear in front of him, which reminded Qin Feng of this story, this story was very sad, at this time, Qin Feng suddenly regarded the middle-aged bearded man and the elf archer mm as the hero and heroine in the story, and he himself became a dark army of lich kings to destroy this beautiful love.

Qin Feng only woke up from the illusion when the middle-aged bearded man let out a loud roar, Qin Feng shook his head vigorously and smiled and muttered, "What kind of stupidity am I doing, this is just a game, and now they are just players from all over the world." The druid roared loudly again with a light smile, "the power of the beast", only to see the druid who had changed into a standing black bear slashed towards the light swordsman with an axe in both hands, the huge size of the giant axe was originally huge When the druid used the power of the beast to slash the light swordsman, as the giant axe got closer and closer to the light swordsman, the volume of the giant axe gradually increased, and the light swordsman was completely stunned by this formation, standing there stupidly and not knowing how to dodge.

When the giant axe was implemented on the bright swordsman, the volume of the giant axe was already more than three times the original, Qin Feng in the distance felt extremely funny when he saw this picture, a huge black bear brandished an axe twice the size of him to attack, but the damage of this skill must not be underestimated, the light swordsman floated a -3149 on his head and was directly killed in seconds, I don't know if it was the defense of the bright swordsman or the high skill damage of the power of the beast.