Chapter 433

The night wind is blowing, the fire is burning and crackling.

The two officers had fallen asleep and snored softly.

Two huge stone giants stand at both ends of the cliff road. Their huge bodies almost occupy the three meter wide road. They are patrolling around. Although some of them are stupefied, their heavy and powerful bodies give people an abnormal sense of security and make people sleep peacefully.

Anyang squints his eyes, pulls out the data of the last volume of paper puppet art, and ponders.

This is a puppet named soldier. According to the description, it should be about the size of blue faced ghost, far less than two kinds of paper night forks, but it has a hard bow, arrow and sabre, because it absorbs more energy fragments of wandering soul from the air, and its intelligence will be more outstanding.

In addition, according to the difficulty of description, the consumption of aura, the length of spells, etc., its combat power should also be very strong!

The main point is that although the soldiers are evil, they are not afraid of the sun and can move in the daytime.

Anyang silently thought, maybe the difficulty of its production is because of these two points.

The complexity of soul absorption module is enhanced to absorb more wandering soul power, and at the same time, it is integrated into a relatively smarter temporary intelligent soul, so that it can execute more complex commands and use weapons; a new spell module is added, mainly to resist the sun's damage, and provide enough Yin and evil energy to move in the daytime; perhaps there are other modules, but It's not very important, but it's just that the balance has increased

At least according to his understanding.

Next to a few people's egg pain dialogue continues, is still not suitable for children's topic.

Jarona looked at Lothar and asked angrily, "what are you laughing at?"

Lothar turned her head around and looked at jarona in surprise. In blue eyes, she said, "are you talking about me?".

Jarona frowned and said seriously, "I don't know how you humans survive in this way. Without the protection of muscles, your fragile bones will break under that impact!"

Even kadjar couldn't help laughing.

Lothar frowned and picked: "you don't look much different from us, and you don't have strong muscles. How did you survive?"

Kadjar also pretended to be very serious and said: "magic tells me that everything is not absolute, the weak people can have strong muscles, a small amount can also hide strong strength, just like the prophet, I saw his arm muscle beat when I caught the orc, making him unable to move, I also saw him catch a hammer thrown by the orc, and people like the prophet should Should I be able to withstand the impact? "

The wizard and the commander looked at each other and laughed.

Anyang opened his eyes a little, but looked at the two goods and shook his head.

He's really lying down and getting shot!

Laugh, laugh, and see if you can laugh later!

Anyang closed his eyes again.

All as he expected

Jia Lorna calmly looked at the two smiling people, and then swept her eyes and half lay in Anyang, which seemed to be sleeping and nourishing. There was no waves in her eyes, and she said: "the bone will be stronger after it is broken, for example, mine, it will be very strong."

The tone of her voice when she said this was not a trace of ups and downs, very calm, as if she was describing something that had nothing to do with herself.

But the smile on their faces froze at once. From this calm words, they seemed to see the painful experience that jarona had suffered. The pain that she had suffered again and again was used to, numbed her, and even said it without any emotion at this time.

They could not understand or imagine it, so they had to face it in silence.

For a long time, Lothar lowered her head, glanced at kadjar, and said sincerely, "I'm sorry."

Kadjar quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, too."

The atmosphere around seems to be suddenly calm and peaceful, with an inexplicable feeling spreading in the air.

"It's nothing." Jarona said faintly, she was silent. Jarona, in the orc language, means curse. My mother was burned alive because she gave birth to me, so I had this ominous name. "

"But they let you live."

"It was Guldan who made me live. He gave me my mother's teeth to remember her."

Lothar and kadega followed her hands and eyes, and saw a tusk hanging from the rope around her neck, and the scar on her neck caused by the long-term wearing of a collar and being pulled by brute force, but in a twinkling she pulled on the thin blanket to cover it.

Anyang's eyes twitched silently, watching the rough hole become a performance hall of deep love and nostalgia!

It has also become an important place for the main roles of these human sides to draw closer to each other!

The atmosphere

He can't concentrate on learning puppet skills!

Kadegar stared at jarona, stunned and silent for a long time. He seemed to be affected by the atmosphere and said, "my parents handed me over to kenrito when I was six years old. This is the last time I saw them. And All my brothers and sisters. "As if afraid that they could not understand his feelings, he paused and explained: "giving children to kenrito can bring honor to the family, so many parents are eager to have the opportunity to send their son to Dalaran floating city for the training of the most powerful jurist in the continent..."

"But if the child escapes, that's not the case."

At this point, kadjar opened his mouth and smiled. His eyes and face were full of bitterness, and then he was silent.

Lothar seemed to feel something, but in a flash he waved and said, "well, that sounds like hi PIP!"

But jarona looked at the sleeping Anyang and asked, "prophet, do you know what the little mage and I just said?"

Anyang opened his eyes and wondered, but he nodded slowly: "yes."

Jarona said lightly: "I remember you said that you know more about me than I do. I didn't believe it at first, but now I thought, since you know that, can you tell me who my damn father is? "

Anyang fell into silence. It took a long time to say, "you won't want to know."

"If I ask you now, it means I want to know," insisted jarona

Anyang sipped his mouth: "well, I don't want you to know."

Jarona looked at him deeply and stopped talking.

The night passed quickly, and the light of the morning first shone on the high place, but it was on the other side of the mountain, so they were sorry to miss the dawn.

Pack up, eat some dry food with clear water as breakfast, and they are ready to start again.

Anyang pinched a fingerprint and read a short syllable.

"Boom..."

Two huge stone giants collapsed, their bodies scattered and turned into two huge piles of rubble!

There was dust everywhere, many gravel fell into the cliff and no echo could be heard.

Anyang turned over and rode on his horse, reminding him, "don't be shocked, let's go!"

After crossing the hillside, the way down the mountain will be much faster, and then the flat land is even faster. It will soon arrive at the orc camp in the western wilderness.

They are looking for the highest place, standing side by side, looking down at the orc camp.

The trees in the distance have dried up and died. There is no blue color. Only the places that are not touched by the orcs are still alive. A dense area of towers and tents occupy the land. The strategic area of the orcs with red roof accounts, and a huge stone gate built in the distance.

"The door of darkness!"

Lothar's eyes are very heavy.

The stone gate, which is tens of meters high, is made of pure local materials. It is not as delicate as the Arc de Triomphe, and its manufacture is a little rough. However, there are many relief patterns, just in line with the rough aesthetic of the orcs. Looking from afar, it is a feeling of ancient massiveness and majestic.

Even though it's not completely built.

Lothar pointed to the cages on the edge: "are these prisoners they are going to sacrifice?"

Anyang nodded: "yes, they need human life as the energy of the dark gate to bring all orcs here!"

Losadon clenched his fist. "All!"

"It's just a battle group," said jarona. "When the door opens, Gul'dan will bring the whole tribe."

"It was a catastrophe!" kadegar sighed

Lothar hit the ground hard and said, "we should really destroy this door!"

"But we can't get through the heavily guarded Orc camp. Even if we arrive by chance, we don't have the power to destroy the gate. Only the guardian can do it, at least not by our power."

Lothar was stunned and suddenly turned to Anyang.

At this time, he began to trust Anyang again.

Anyang sipped his mouth: "long range attack is the foundation of the mage."

Lothar glanced at kadega.

"I know spell control and fireball and arcane catapult, but I can't go so far and destroy such a big thing," Khadgar said

He drew the distance from here to the dark door with his hand.

Lothar continued to stare at Anyang: "can you destroy it?"

"Small, but have you ever thought that if we destroy it once, they will build it up again."

"Then destroy it again!"

"Commander, your wisdom has been hoodwinked. This will not cure the symptoms."

"Then I will lead the army to fight against them and kill them all!"

"You forget, Azeroth didn't have orcs before, but they came. So, whether Azeroth can win this war or not, even if you win, they will come for the second time. The world of orcs has been destroyed. They have no choice but to attack Azeroth. If they can't remove the root of evil energy, they will open the door of darkness, attack Azeroth again and again, until the land is conquered and destroyed! ""Oh? Prophet, how do you think to remove the source? You are a prophet. Then I ask you to tell me what the source is

Anyang frowned and felt that Lothar was a little violent at this time.

Is arahi's blood so violent?

Before he could speak, there was a slight noise behind him. Two officers stooped up and waited silently.

At this time, Anyang also found something unusual, and the corner of his mouth immediately drew up a curve: "commander, don't you want to kill these orcs? I hope you still remember what I said to you before. Now the opportunity has come!"

"What?" asked losadon, frowning

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