Chapter 140 Son of Cenarius (for the red comet Maswan
"It turns out those big guys are minotaurs."
Sarlayan had long heard about the tauren race from the barrage.
Since he still had the important task of saving his father, Sarlayan just observed the war situation between the tauren and centaurs from a distance.
The tauren, hailed by the barrage as the strongest foot-fighting race, were being pressed down by centaurs with explosive hammers.
Tauren are indeed physically strong and powerful.
But the centaur refused to fight the tauren head-on, relying on its powerful maneuverability to hold the tauren from a distance and shoot arrows.
The slow-footed tauren couldn't catch up with the nimble centaur, and were beaten from start to finish.
Valeera turned her gaze to Shandris: "Aren't the night elves and tauren ancient allies? Are you not going to help?"
Shandis spread her hands helplessly: "I would like to help, but without orders from above, I cannot send out troops at will."
"My mother said that night elves have always followed the rules of nature, and nature is about survival of the fittest."
"If the tauren cannot defeat the centaurs, it will only prove that they cannot adapt to this ever-changing world, and the night elves will not rashly intervene."
Sarlayan sneered and complained: "What nonsense, if we don't help our ancient allies the Tauren to level the centaurs now, then it will be your night elves' turn to experience the 'survival of the fittest'."
A faint wry smile appeared on Shandris' face: "Stop talking, mother...sometimes she is really stubborn. Only Archdruid Malfurion can persuade him."
"Malfurion has been sleeping in the Emerald Dream for many years, and the management of the material world has been handed over to his most popular apprentice, Fandral Staghelm. However, the relationship between his mother and Fandral... is very bad."
Sarlayan and Valeera exchanged glances, both showing expressions of sympathy.
Sarlayan: "To use a saying I heard...every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite."
…
There was business going on, and Sharlayan had no time to meddle in the tauren and centaurs' business.
...Anyway, even if he gets away with it, he will definitely not be the one who suffers.
Following the Mulgore Grassland all the way north, passing through the Stonetalon Mountains with complex terrain, Ashenvale and Felwood Forest covered by towering giant trees, the three of them landed by a large, quiet lake.
Looking down from a high altitude, the waves of this large lake are as flat as a mirror, and there is a faint silvery white light on the lake. The lake seems to contain some special power.
"This is Luna Lake. Moonglade is named after this lake."
After jumping off the tired hippogryph's back, Shandris briefly introduced the iconic attractions and the origin of the name of Moonglade to Sharlayan and Valeera.
"Whoa!"
Suddenly, there was a violent sound of leaves rubbing together in the woods beside the lake. The dense trees separated to both sides against the natural rules, as if they were giving way to someone.
"Ah~ It turns out to be little Shandis. It's been so long."
A huge creature with the body of a deer came out of the forest path and greeted Shandris familiarly in a gentle voice.
As he left, the separated trees closed again.
Sarlayan's eyes narrowed, and he looked thoughtfully at this strange-looking "deer man".
'The forest is taking the initiative to make way for him? Could it be that this person is...'
Sarlayan originally thought he was the forest demigod Cenarius, but Shandris' response surprised him.
"Long time no see, Remulos, nothing big happened in Moonglade?"
"Haha~ What can happen?"
Remulos is over 3 meters tall, and Shandris, who is over 2 meters tall, looks like a child in front of her.
After bending down and hugging Shandris, the creature known as Remulos turned his attention to Sarlayan and Valeela, who were filled with astonishment.
"These two are...high elves?"
When he said this term, Remulos's eyes did not show any discrimination or disgust, but only curiosity.
"let me introduce."
Shandris walked between the two parties and first said to Sarlayan and Valeera: "This is Remulos, son of Cenarius and guardian of Moonglade."
"Remulos, Sarlayan and Valeera come from Quel'Thalas on the other side of the sea. They are the people under the rule of the descendants of Dath'Remar Sunstrider. They now call themselves Quel'dorei (high elves)."
[How many branches do you have of elves? They are all of the Lei generation.]
[The character "Thunder" is not bad. In fact, "Thunder" means "X Elf" in the Elvish language. 】
Sarlayan ignored the barrage discussion and together with Valeela politely saluted Remulos, the son of the demigod.
"It's an honor to meet you, Lord Remulos."
"Haha~ You don't have to be so formal."
Remulos waved his big twig-like hands cheerfully: "Just call me Remulos."
"By the way, Shandris, aren't you supposed to be stationed in Feralas? How come you have time to come to Moonglade?"
Shandris: "Thanks to the help of Sarlayan and Valeela, my mission in Feralas has been successfully completed. This trip is to find Eranikus to get the fragment of the Quicksand Scepter."
"Quicksand Scepter?"
Remulos, who loves to laugh, turned serious: "Why are you looking for that thing? You don't want to restart the Quicksand War, do you?"
"of course not."
Shandris briefly explained Sarlayan's purpose to Remulos.
"Julian Deep Shadow..." Remulos raised his head and recalled: "I have some impression of this name. It seems to be Inas's mortal companion, right?"
After curiously observing Sarlayan, Remulos asked the uncomfortable Sarlayan with interest: "Child, I can feel that you have a very strong life force in your body, as well as Druid magic.
traces, then...can you transform into a dragon?"
"Uh~"
The corners of Sarlayan's mouth twitched.
Although Shandis didn't say anything, her eyes clearly showed curiosity.
"...You can, but you can't transform into a complete dragon form, at least not for the time being."
In front of Remulos, Sarlayan activated the draconian transformation.
"Oh oh oh! It's actually golden scales, and it uses the druid's principle of transformation. It's interesting, so interesting!"
"Remulos, we still have business to do. Let's slowly study Sarlayan's transformation when we have time in the future... Can you tell us where Eranikus is?"
"Oh, sorry, I was so excited."
Remulos composed himself, but his eyes kept glancing at Sharlayan.
"Elanicus is sleeping outside the Stormrage Lair, and his soul is still busy in the dream. Do you need me to send you to the Emerald Dream?"
Shandis nodded: "Then I'll trouble you."
Remulos patted his chest confidently: "Put it on me."
"Little Sarlayan, remember to come to me when you have time. I can help you perfect the dragon transformation, and even... can go one step further."
Sarlayan raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Go further? Could it be..."
"Yes."
Remulos said with some confusion: "The dragon blood in your body is very pure. It is more like a humanoid dragon than a dragon. In theory, you can transform into a dragon prototype."
"However, more in-depth research is needed to confirm the specific situation. In addition, we need help from my father. Let's discuss it slowly when you are free."
‘The prototype of a giant dragon…’
Sarlayan nodded thoughtfully to Remulos: "Okay, let's wait until I rescue my father and wake up my mother. Thank you, Remulos."
"It's funny, I told you not to be so polite."
Remulos has a good personality and can quickly get along with anyone who has good intentions.
But on the other hand, he can also be very keen to detect the malice in other people's hearts, and he has a different attitude towards his enemies.
Under the leadership of Remulos, the three came to the Stormrage Lair where Malfurion was sleeping, and found the green dragon warrior Eranikus curled up in a ball.
Eranikus' body is slightly larger than Inas' body. According to the barrage, he is the strongest green dragon in the Green Dragon Legion except Queen Ysera.
"Are you ready?"
When Sharlayan, Valeera and Shandris sat down cross-legged, Remulos raised his hands and began to prepare spells.
An emerald green halo surrounded the three of them, and the intense sleepiness made Sarlayan's eyelids begin to fight.
"alright."
"I don't have any problem either."
"Let's begin, Remulos."
Remulos nodded solemnly: "I hope you can successfully achieve your goals on this trip, then... let's go."