klisemfg Chapter 641 Capturing a Junior Member of the Staghelm Family
Chapter 641 Capturing a Junior Member of the Staghelm Family
“Beautiful purple sweet potato fairy, you can call me Barbaras & Evil Eye.”
"Purple Sweet Potato Spirit? Mr. Papa Pudding, what is your purpose in capturing me and my companion? Perhaps it's all a misunderstanding!"
......
"Misunderstanding? You're on our side too?"
"Hmph! Our relationship with orcs and undead isn't exactly good... but..."
The night elf girl suppressed her discomfort and raised her long neck. "We are the guardians of the forest, belonging to the Sentinel Force of the Cenarion Circle. This time, we are responsible for protecting and supervising the Alliance Investigation Team. When you attacked Mr. Kaz, we thought you were an enemy. We had no ill intentions."
Upon hearing this, Lorraine recalled the ferocity of the initial raptor's attack, and with a familiar, evil chuckle from the undead male, it asked:
"Isn't it an enemy? I personally killed a wild beast."
The elf girl was speechless...
After a moment of hesitation, Lorraine seemed to notice that the ropes were making the person uncomfortable. He wondered which artist had tied them up so professionally, as the person was having difficulty breathing and speaking.
Fortunately, Lorraine could understand both the common language of humans and the language of the high elves, and the language of the night elves was basically a dialectal variant of the high elves, so communication was generally not a problem.
I recall that the Seine-Lyon council had a history of good relations, and Lorraine's attitude was relaxed...
"Untie them!"
"Yes, Master..."
With Lorraine's command, the night elf girl was finally freed, and her companions were thrown together like piglets. Of the three night elves, one became a specimen.
The man and woman are still alive.
It may be good fortune, or it may be misfortune.
The night elf girl initially thought the evil undead would kill her to silence her, but as she walked along, she overheard Lorraine and the goblin Kaz talking, and it seemed that this guy wasn't the heartless undead creature she had imagined.
The night elves Ithata and Staghelm watched as their brother lived, but their cousin and uncle Fandral and Bearskin, who were with them, were in a terrible state. They couldn't even return to human form and were burned into specimens by strange night flames.
They were said to be three prisoners, but there was actually a specimen as well.
Lorraine naturally had other intentions in bringing it along.
The Tauren said he would report to his superiors that the Scourge had attacked Kaz's people, and that the three druids responsible for reconnaissance and rescue had also been caught in the crossfire. Lorraine didn't know what the Red Bull Venerable, who called himself the White Bull Venerable's group, was up to, so he just played the role of the Scourge's evil necromancer without any other burdens.
With differing objectives, is the mysterious Storm Altar forbidden area so easily accessible?
Although Lorraine wanted to go back and find more Moonwell water that might be the source of the Well of Eternity if he had the time... The dark trolls once regarded the Storm Altar as the trial ground for their ancestors. In the legends and myths passed down by the various races of the Barrens, the Ancestral Altar is also called the Altar of the Moon God, or the Tower of Souls, or the Storm Altar.
In short, the ancient past, the forbidden land guarded by the mysterious Pandaren Brewmaster, and the legendary Storm Tavern that can summon heroes from another world—perhaps all of this is due to the power of the Storm Altar.
The only mystery is that the Path of Faith, which leads to the secret path of the Storm Altar, ends at Ragefire Rift in the Shadow Rift beneath Orgrimmar.
Ragefire Rift is not the dilapidated underground fissure one might imagine. It seems to be the starting point of a great rift, and even more so, the entrance to a mysterious network leading to the long-torn land of fire. There are also some legendary tribal heroes who roam there. For example, there is a swordsman of the Fireblade clan, a two-headed ogre mage, and Rexxar, the beast king who is said to be wandering in the Desolace. These names are all legendary big shots.
They fight an endless stream of tireless enemies, their only problem being a lack of a golden toilet...
Seated atop the Ragefire Rift, a realm akin to the eighteenth level of a mysterious hell, was none other than the founder of the new Horde, the Horde's hope, and the universally revered Warchief, World Warlock...
It always sits on a leather tiger bench, arms propped up, lost in thought; in reality, it's sitting atop the entrance to hell...
Just thinking about it makes Lorraine want to laugh...
The Earth Ring and the Alliance explored the Storm Altar together, unaware that the real danger lurked right under the Warchief's backside.
Haha, perhaps it was that strange assassination attempt that alerted the Great Chieftain.
Everything seemed to be connected; as long as they could successfully get out, the answer would naturally come.
From this perspective, we absolutely must enter the underground city!
You can only move forward, not backward...