The Arathi Highlands are very quiet in the early morning. On the vast expanse of grassland, the morning dewdrops hang on the grass blades on the ground, reflecting the rays of the newborn sun. In the eyes of humans, this kind of tranquility is beautiful, but in the eyes of elves
, this is the gift brought by nature.
Although the high elves of Quel'Thalas broke away from the nature-advocating Kaldorei night elves 6,800 years ago and traveled to the eastern continent in a split attitude, then took root and began to worship the sun and develop magic, but deep down in their hearts
These elves still have a attachment to the beautiful nature, and Windrunner, who comes from a family of rangers, has a special feeling for forests and grasslands.
Vereesa Windrunner knelt down and reached out to touch the cold dewdrops. She seemed to be in very good spirits, perhaps because she slept well last night. After leaving Quel'Thalas, her insomnia seemed to have gone away.
It's much better too.
"We don't know who will join us next."
Ronin was carrying his staff and standing on the slopes of the Arathi Highlands, not far from Vereesa. He spread his arms, closed his eyes and took a deep breath to make himself more awake.
Looking southeast from this place, you can see the majestic Sardo Bridge. In the second half of the Orc War, when humans counterattacked, part of this bridge was destroyed, but the whole bridge was still strong. The dwarves
Creation is just like the temperaments of those short people, they are persevering and will not waver when faced with any challenge.
"It is said that during the Orc War, there was an elite group of elf rangers helping the Alliance in the Arathi Highlands."
Luo Ning looked at Vereesa and whispered:
"They fought against the orc scouts here and killed the orcs until they abandoned their armor. Unfortunately, during the Battle of Hillsbrad Hills, they were involved in a large-scale war and then lost news.
..”
"You are talking about my eldest sister, Alleria, and all the rangers who followed her were killed in battle. Tyrion killed them."
Vereesa's expression became a little colder. She reached out and pulled out a bunch of green grass, and threw it hard at the mage next to her. Seeing the mage's funny evasion, the ranger put her hands on her hips and said loudly:
"Shut up if you can't speak! My good mood has been ruined by you!"
After Vereesa finished speaking, she walked down the hillside alone with her war bow on her back. She was going hunting and preparing lunch for the two of them. Seeing the ranger leave angrily, Luo Ning wiped his chin in embarrassment.
It took a lot of effort last night to ease the bad relationship between the two people. As a result, Vereesa was offended early this morning. It seems that this short mission will be very difficult. Sometimes, when doing things, people around her
Being a beautiful girl is not something you enjoy very much, especially if this girl has a very high strength value and is moody, it can be called torture.
But to be honest, Vereesa Windrunner has truly inherited the beauty of the high elves of Quel'Thalas and the unique freedom and perseverance of the women of the Windrunner family. She can be called a 360° beauty with no blind spots. Her cold temperament is not only
It did not weaken this beauty, but also gave her a special charm.
"Ah, what am I thinking about!"
Luo Ning grabbed his hair and shook his head, shaking the thoughts out of his mind. He looked at the sky in the southeast. Before he left, his mentor Crassus had clearly told him,
How dangerous this time will be, and in the face of this danger, still thinking wildly will undoubtedly reduce his chance of survival infinitely.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa"
Just when Luo Ning was trying to calm down his anxious heart, Vereesa, who was out hunting, appeared in front of him again. The elf, like a galloping female leopard, quickly rushed back to Luo Ning, grabbing
His hand ran towards the woods in the distance.
"Hurry up, the orc dragon is coming!"
Luo Ning subconsciously raised his head and saw a black shadow appear in the sky. It was a red dragon flying at low altitude. It was flying in this direction. It was not clear whether it had found traces of the two people.
"Don't run!"
The mage grabbed Vereesa's hand and whispered:
"It's going too fast! I'll set up the concealment barrier, and you can send the signal. No matter who comes to pick us up, tell him not to come over yet!"
After saying that, the mage squatted on the ground and quickly outlined the hidden magic circle. The ranger looked back at the red dragon that was approaching quickly. She took out the bow from behind with her backhand, inserted the flare into the sharp arrow, and shot it with a whoosh.
In the distant sky, when the signal flare was flying in the air, the ranger set up a second arrow. At the moment when the signal flare was about to land, the second arrow flew out and accurately hit the flare.
"Bang"
In the sky 400 meters away from the two people, a red light group representing danger quickly rushed into the sky.
"Come in quickly!"
The concealment circle arranged by Luo Ning also began to take effect. He grabbed Vereesa's left hand and pulled her into the narrow barrier. The next moment, the two figures disappeared on the ground, and the other end chased her.
The red dragon lost its target, but was attracted by the signal flare, and flew towards the west direction of the two people.
Looking at the scene of the red dragon passing overhead in the sky 100 meters away, one can clearly see the white scales on the red dragon's belly, as well as the four sharp claws, and the pair of those flapping in the air, which seems to cover the sky.
The wings that block out the feeling of the sun.
The mage Ronin's breathing became heavier, and Vereesa also tightened her grip on the bow in her hand. Both of them were potential warriors, but they were far from reaching their peak. With the two of them now
With his strength, it is undoubtedly unrealistic to fight against a red dragon.
"It seems that the orcs are indeed planning to do something in the Arathi Highlands."
Luo Ning lowered his voice and said:
"This is the territory of Stromgard. Although this country has entered a rapid decline and the only area it controls is the Arathi Highlands, it is still complete and has its own legion. The orcs are so majestic.
Flying in the airspace of the Kingdom of Stromgard, the situation is tense, there is no doubt about it.”
"I said, how long are you going to hold my hand?"
When Luoning finished speaking, Vereesa's cold voice reached his ears, and the mage realized that his nervousness had caused him to keep grabbing Vereesa's right hand, and when he came back to his senses,
, the fragrance from the ranger's hair also seeped into his nostrils little by little, which made the young mage's cheeks immediately turn red, and he let go of Vereesa's hand in embarrassment.
But the place where the barrier is hidden is only so big. No matter how much he dodges, the distance between the two people can be called "ambiguous".
"I'm warning you!"
Vereesa's vicious voice reached Ronin's ears:
"If your hand is still dishonest, I will chop it off for you!"
After all, Vereesa's cheeks were also slightly red. As the younger sister of the Windrunner family, this was her first time leaving Quel'Thalas alone on a mission. She had never been so close to a strange man.
of contact.
"Look there!"
Luo Ning's awkward eyes wandering in the air were suddenly attracted by something. He pointed to the sky where the red dragon was and said to Vereesa:
"You have excellent eyesight. Look there, in the sky, there is something approaching that dragon!"
"Um?"
Vereesa raised her head. The elf ranger's excellent eyesight allowed her to quickly see the scene in the sky clearly. The red dragon seemed to feel the threat. It spread its wings in the air and roared, while the two attackers left and right.
Yiyou quickly approached the dragon in the air. Facing the giant dragon, they not only showed no fear, but instead bravely fought it like a challenger.
"It's a gryphon! The gryphon knight of the Wildhammer dwarves!"
Vereesa whispered: "They are trying to challenge the dragon... I have heard that these children of the sky have shot down more than one dragon in the war, but now there are only two of them... This is too risky."
"No, it's not an adventure!"
Ronin grabbed the staff and said to Vereesa:
"They are the ones who are here to pick us up! They saw the signal... They are here to save us, and we are going to help!"
In the sky on the other side, Falstad Wildhammer cursed the plain terrain of Arathi Highlands where there was no place to hide, while waving the warhammer in his hand, controlling his precious griffon, and dodging the scorching dragon's breath in the air.
.
"Alfonso! Don't you always brag that you killed a dragon by yourself?"
Falstad's deep voice sounded in the sky, whistling in the wind:
"I'll attract its attention, you go attack it! Kill it!"
After saying that, Falstad's griffon quickly rose up, and the Lord Wildhammer waved his hand, and a roaring storm hammer brought out roaring lightning in the air, and hit the scales on the red dragon's head hard.
, and then roared back to the dwarf's hands. The painful red dragon roared and chased Falstad. Behind it, another griffin knight quietly approached the red dragon's abdomen.
Alfonso Thunder, this Wildhammer veteran who almost fully participated in the Orc War, holds a heavy warhammer in his left hand and a short spear in his right hand, with alchemy bombs strung together hanging from the short spear.
Back then, he used this thing to shoot down an adult red dragon in the sky of Tidefall Island. Alfonso, the Wildhammer dwarf, felt that he could brag about that feat for a lifetime, but now it seems that he is likely to achieve it in Arathi Highlands.
This is the honor of slaying a dragon for the second time in my life.
"The one I killed was bigger than this one! It was more ferocious!"
The dwarf controlled the griffon to get close to the red dragon's softer belly. He said disdainfully: "This is just a young dragon. It's very simple!"
As he spoke, the dwarf grabbed a sharp, barbed short spear with his arms full of tensile muscles. The moment the griffon whizzed by, he stabbed the weapon in his hand into the youngling.
In the dragon's belly, while the hot dragon blood was swaying, the short spear was firmly stuck in the strong dragon scales, which made the dragon-slaying warrior Alfonso laugh heartily.
Just when he was about to light those alchemy bombs, the painful red dragon's tail hit him hard from behind. The griffin screamed and dodged the tail sweep, but it made him closer and closer to the bomb.
the further away.
"No! No, obedient, my baby Soklon, go back! Go back!"
Alfonso slapped his griffon on the neck and said to it:
"We have to light that bomb, otherwise this damn dragon won't be killed."
"Alfonso! Are you okay?"
Falstad's hoarse voice came again: "Hurry up! I can't hold on any longer!"
"It's almost ready!"
Alfonso was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, but no matter how hard he and his griffon tried, they could no longer get closer to the baby dragon. The baby dragon felt threatened, and it chased Alfonso fiercely with its tail and wings.
Fang Suo, let his attempts fail again and again.
This scene completely fell into the eyes of the two people running over on the ground. As for the elf ranger, she quickly saw the bomb that was inserted into the dragon's belly but did not ignite. Vereesa took it from the quiver on her back.
He grabbed an arrow, put it in front of Luo Ning, and whispered:
"Light it up! Quick!"
The mage didn't ask any questions. At this moment, he chose to believe Vereesa. The scorching flames spurted out from his palm and soon wrapped themselves around the arrow in the form of enchantment. Vereesa took a deep breath and stood.
On the spot, he drew his bow and aimed at the red dragon 100 meters high in the air. To be precise, it was the alchemy bomb hanging from the short spear inserted into the belly of the red dragon.
"Let those dwarves descend!"
The ranger's urgent voice reached Luo Ning's ears:
"I don't have Sasdora in my hand. I'm not sure about such a highly moving target!"
The young mage immediately cast an amplification spell on himself, and the next moment, his loud voice reached the sky:
"Wildhammer! Down! Down! We'll deal with it!"
"Wow"
The moment Falstad Wildhammer, who was responsible for attracting the red dragon's attention, heard the sound, he controlled his gryphon to fold its wings, and in the hot dragon's breath, it fell to the ground like a meteor, and the young dragon also
Under the control of the rider, they chased each other down, and the height of the two dropped rapidly. When they were 50 meters above the ground, Vereesa's eyes flashed.
"Whoosh"
The flaming sharp arrow shot up into the sky, like a faint meteor, flying in the air, changing its direction slightly, and grazed the fuse of the alchemy bomb on the belly of the red dragon. This is the legendary archery skill passed down from generation to generation by Windrunner.
No need to say more about its magic.
"boom"
A scorching explosion sounded high in the sky. The blast of air knocked the two gryphon knights dizzy. The gryphon was also screaming and trying to regain control of its direction. Amidst the painful roar of the red dragon, its abdomen was blown open.
With a hideous wound, dragon scales and dragon blood flying everywhere, the orc rider no longer cared about chasing these enemies. He drove the wailing young dragon and flew back towards the wetland as if fleeing.
Seeing the enemy's fleeing figure, Vereesa let out a sigh of relief, while Luo Ning held on to the staff tightly. This victory gave him some confidence in the upcoming journey.
And at the moment when this poor young dragon approached Grim Batol, among the peaks of the wetland, Alleria, who had just arrived, also discovered the injured red young dragon in the sky. She drew out
He picked up the sharp thorn blade and said to his companions behind him:
"As luck would have it, a wounded prey... Come on, sisters."
"Today, we feed on dragons!"
Look what I found? Some readers are complaining about the relationship between the Queen and Maris... I can understand the sincere feelings of tribe players towards the Queen, but I'm sorry, I didn't make this up myself, nor is it some wild history. Details
Please read the official novel - Wither's "Mirror of Darkness". The ambiguity between the two has been confirmed, so I will comment after reading it. Thank you.