Before the Azeroth Continent had a calendar, this place was peaceful, and other races hadn't been created yet. Therefore, the only race, the Night Elves, ruled this desolate land. They were led by the Forest Guardian, Saendo, who reclaimed wasteland and developed agriculture. They were the first to establish the Night Elf civilization in Darnassus.
Saendor's actions were approved by the Night Elf demigod Senarius. Under his instructions, the Forest Guardian was given the title of Nature's Child, which meant that civilization originated from the forest of nature.
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The darkness of the night shrouded the land. The dim yellow lanterns shone with a little light. The shouts and sounds of gongs and drums had already gone far away. Only two fast horses were galloping on the silent official road.
The horsewhip was raised and lowered with all its might. Its legs firmly clamped onto the horse's belly. The horse's hooves smashed onto the dusty official road, splashing up countless new spring soil.
The soldiers on the horses looked rather tired, but they still continued to travel tirelessly. Who were these two? Let us focus our attention on the surprise attack on Shadow Moon Village.
When the retreating soldiers scattered like a tide, Sagran and his personal guards gave up resisting. They pulled out two horses from the army and rushed out of the campsite that was filled with flames as fast as they could.
"Your Highness Karl, they escaped!”The voice of the Twin-headed Dragon Chimera came from the clouds that bordered the stars in the soaring sky.
"Don't worry!" Carl smiled and said calmly,"
"My friend, they can't have gone far! Let's get rid of them first!”
His sharp eyes shone with infinite wisdom, like the dark night, which would interpret the world in a new way.
"Roar, Elven warrior!" The soul-stirring hymn came to an end in a sonorous and powerful tone. The Shadow Council sat on the ground with blank eyes as if they had paralysis, silently waiting for the Shura World's call.
"A bunch of pitiful worms!" Carl patted the Chimera beneath him, signaling it to fly low.
The starry sky descended, and the night sky mercilessly enveloped this desolate land, as if it was telling the inexplicable sorrow of the invaders.
There was no longer any suspense in the war. In the face of the powerful fist, the abandoned soldiers raised the white flag.
The white canvas and the dirty flag were like a skeleton's shadow in the night sky.
"Follow them, mate!" Carl commanded the Chimera to chase after the two who had disappeared. The Chimera spread its wings and flew in the sky, chasing after Sagran.
In front of them was a mountain peak so high that one couldn't see its peak. Clouds and mist lingered around it, and a clear breeze blew through the dense vegetation. Under the twilight, a narrow path led into the distance.
The knights on their horses were still running wildly, their armor drenched in sweat. They raised their horsewhips without knowing the danger that was coming.
Suddenly, a huge monster appeared in front of them. It had two heads, the body of a dragon and the tail of a snake. Its huge nostrils opened and closed. In just a few breaths, the misty mountain peak was filled with the smell of sulfur and smoke.
"What should we do?" The guard leaned over the warhorse and asked in a low voice,
"Charge!" Sagran pulled out his saber and answered,"
His cold eyes stared at the Chimera in front of him. His right hand gripped the hilt of his sword, and his left hand held the reins of the horse. He bent down and tried his best to stick his body close to the horse. Then, like an arrow leaving the bow, he rushed towards the Chimera in front of him.
Fifty meters, twenty meters, the distance was getting closer and closer. The grip on the hilt in Sagran's hand tightened. When he was about to get close to the Chimera's body, the blade in his hand curved and slashed at the Chimera's head at an unbelievable speed.
" Go to hell!" Following the biting cold saber momentum was a heaven-shaking roar. It was like a thunderbolt in the night sky that exploded on the narrow and long official road.
The Twin-headed Flying Dragon Chimera did not even have the time to react in the face of Sagran's cold attack. On the pitch-black official road, people and dragons crisscrossed, and warhorses rushed forward crazily.
"A perfect strike!" Sagran was pleased with himself on his horse. He made a cool pose, then grabbed the reins and turned the horse around, waiting for the Chimera's neck to bleed.
One second, two seconds. Time ticked away. The Chimera pounced over unharmed. In the silent starry sky, only a loud thud could be heard. His personal guard fell from his galloping horse.
The body made of flesh and blood was covered with Chimera's venom, and the strong body was instantly turned into pieces of white bones by the extremely corrosive venom.
His muscles, hair, blood vessels, and bones had all faded away, causing Sagran to be shocked. The strange scene was like a nightmare that surrounded him. The deep chill made him feel as if he was sitting on pins and needles. Even the warhorse under him was pacing back and forth uneasily.
Too scary? Am I fighting against such a powerful opponent? Just as Sagran was thinking, the wings of the Two-Headed Chimera flapped over like a high-powered electric fan.
The purple-black wings flapped continuously, creating a powerful gust of air that blew against the plants on both sides of the road. The warhorse felt the Chimaera's ability to dominate everything, and its front hooves swooshed as it knelt on the ground.
Damn beast, the warhorse's kneeling caused the satisfied Sagran to fall to the ground. Under the pitch-black night sky, his bloated body flew in an irregular parabola.
His buttocks landed on the ground, his limbs facing the sky. His fat face was dressed like a clown by the dust on the ground. A heart-wrenching pain came from his fat belly. Under his fat belly, his large intestine was curled up like a meat grinder.
"Ouch!" Sagran let out a fatal howl. After lying on the ground for a while, he struggled to stand up.
"Yo, you're not dead yet. You're quite tenacious, aren't you?”A calm voice came from behind Chimera. His short body, wide magic robe, pointy ears, and wise eyes were like a shooting star in the silent darkness, unforgettable.
" You are…" Sagran asked suspiciously,"
The mage opposite him smiled, as if he had already expected Sagran's action. He adjusted his loose magic robe and moistened his dry throat.
"Just as I guessed, the Burning Legion and the Shadow Council's military intelligence is so bad that even I don't know them. Then I have to introduce myself to you!”Carl then gestured to Chimera to follow him closely.
Carl continued,"
"My name is Carl. Saks was a branch of the Blood Elves. He was now a subordinate of the Demon Hunter, Eduard. He was in charge of the military affairs of the Dark Temple!”
"It turns out to be one of Yudian's men!" After hearing Karl's introduction, Sagran's eyes kept darting around, obviously thinking of a countermeasure... Suddenly, his gaze landed on the saber that flashed to the side, and he immediately had an idea.
"Your Highness Karl, did you come all the way from the Dark Temple just for me?”Sagran answered casually, his body slowly moving towards the saber.
"No, Your Highness Sagran, you are the deputy chief of the Shadow Council, the most important affiliated race of the Burning Legion. How can you be so insignificant? You are too modest!”Carl laughed and walked closer to Sagran.
Sagran chatted with Carl. When Carl was only five meters away from him, Sagran jumped up and picked up the saber on the ground like a carp jumping over a dragon gate. Then, he jumped at Carl, who was caught off guard, with the inertia of his feet.
" Go to hell. Even the strongest mage would be trapped in close combat," Sagran thought as he slashed out a few more blades with his scimitar.
Carl was still smiling at him, not feeling that the Grim Reaper had quietly descended.
Go to hell! With a loud shout, Sagran thrust his saber at Carl's heart.
Carl was about to die, and the story had a hasty ending. Was that really the case?
Obviously, no... Sagran's trick had been seen through by the resourceful Karl. While Sagran was luring Karl, Karl was also using his own body as bait.
While he was moving, he was chanting the last word of the magic spell in his mind. When Sagran made the action of a carp leaping over the dragon gate to pick up the knife, the last word had already been recited, and the powerful magic was completed in an instant.
The green light, which absorbed all the energy, slowly gathered into a ball. From the line to the surface, it turned into a huge gas bag, from the feet to the body, firmly wrapping around Sagran.
What was this?
The sharp saber was about to pierce through Carl's heart, but Sagran realized in horror that he could no longer move.
The dark green light wrapped around his feet like a ghost fire, and the flesh made of protein instantly turned into a lead ball made of metal.
"What exactly is this?!" The feeble wail of Saquilan
No one answered, and only Carl's calm smile greeted him. It was as if he was enjoying a circus clown's funny performance.
The green light grew more and more dense, like protozoa, constantly dividing and reproducing. Soon, the dark green light was like a chain that hung all over Sagran's body.
It was as unbearable as the weight of Mount Tai, and it was difficult to breathe as if he was drowning. His right hand that held the saber drooped weakly, and the bright saber fell again.
"Do you want to know why?" The noble Blood Elf Prince silently looked at the pitiful creature struggling in the gas bag and asked,"
Sagran could no longer speak. He could only nod desperately and use body language to communicate with Carl for the last time.
After admiring the pained expression on Sagran's face, Carl finally spoke,"
"Your Highness Sagran, we need an ally, a powerful ally. Ever since Master Udian woke up from his slumber, our strength is still very weak. We are not even comparable to the remnants of the Burning Legion in Moon Shadow Valley. Therefore, we need your help to expel the Burning Legion as soon as possible!”
"Do you understand?" As soon as Carl finished speaking, Sagran nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. Carl smiled in satisfaction and continued,"
" I know that before the Abyssal Demon King Tikrios invaded the outer domain, you were the true masters of this land. You have a huge commercial organization and economic system, which is what we need and what we value!”
"The elves are very poor, and the remaining money and food can't support the consumption of the army. This is very unfavorable to our strategic plan of destroying the Burning Legion as soon as possible. We need the Shadow Council to become our ally and provide us with money and food to fight against the Burning Legion.”After Carl finished speaking, he opened his wise eyes and asked,
"Your Highness, what do you think?”Sagran shook his head desperately. Idiot, if anyone agreed to such a request, they would be cut into pieces by the clan when they returned.
"Oh, since His Highness Sagran is so insincere, there's no need for us to talk anymore. Buddy, His Highness Sagran will be your venomous feast tonight!”Prince Karl glanced at Chimera and said in a strange tone.
The Chimera opened its venomous fangs cooperatively. Between the gaps of its teeth, Sagran could clearly see dark green liquid spewing out of its mouth like sulfuric acid...
"I'll leave it to you, buddy!" Prince Karl waved his hand indifferently and walked to the side. From his words, he did not take Sagran's life seriously at all.
"Hey…Hey!" Sagran was trapped in the gas bag and was shouting desperately. However, His Highness Karl could not hear him at all. On the quiet road, only the huge Chimera was left. It opened its large eyes and sized up the trembling Sagran.
"What do you want?" Shaking, Sagran hurriedly organized his body language, hoping that the Chimera in front of him could understand what he meant.
"Don't waste your time, it's just a beast!”Carl's ghostly voice had just sounded when he saw the huge Chimera opening its bloody mouth at him.
" No, no…" On the dead foothold, Sagran struggled desperately.
My mind is already not very clear, and my body no longer belongs to me. Am I dead? Sagran answered in horror. He tore his throat and let out a cry. A long and melodious cry for help echoed in the misty valley.
"Are you done? Your Highness Sagran!" Carl covered his ears and said helplessly,"
After hearing Karl's words, Sagran regained some of his senses. His close-fitting armor had already been dyed a strange color by his sweat. As the spring breeze blew, waves of heart-piercing coldness spread from his back to his nerve center.
I have a feeling that I'm not dead yet! Just as Sagran was about to cheer, he realized that Carl and Chimera were staring at him from both sides.
His eyes were filled with hostility. His grayish-black eyes did not move at all, as if saying,
"My patience is very limited. If we don't cooperate, we won't be able to walk through the gates of hell!”
Under the absolute collision of power and strength, the timid Sagran was forced to agree to Carl's request, and at the same time, he signed many unfair agreements in humiliation.
"Alright, this is great. I hope the friendly relationship between our two races can last for a long time!”Carl held the agreement with Sagran's handprint in satisfaction, extended his right hand, and said with a smile.
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