Sarlayan's fighting style has never been about elegance.
Whether he is dominated by the warrior profession or the Dru Yin profession, his fighting style may have some changes, but the overall style remains the same.
One word, reckless.
If you can't get over it, it must be because your strength is not strong enough, and you will continue to be reckless after adding buffs.
Same thing, Sarlayan now adds a lot of details to the battle, and the level of the battle is richer than before, but in fact the core is still the same.
After repelling Drust, the team leader of the Wild Hunt led his team members over to thank Moonberry and Sarlayan.
The Royal Court of Charming Night is composed of four major races, and their mission is to protect the Queen of Winter.
Moonberry is the leader of the fairy clan, and her clan's main responsibility is to take care of the spiritual seeds in Ardenweald.
Most of the members of the Wilderness Hunting Group belong to Vocain, which is a powerful four-legged creature, and the wilderness is their home field.
Vocain's combat effectiveness is quite impressive and is the main combat force in Ardenweald.
Sylvain looks like an upright walking goat-headed man and is mainly engaged in various craftsman professions in Ardenweald.
Finally, there are the fairy wood spirits, who look like tree men and are mainly responsible for guarding the forest and assisting the goblins in taking care of the spiritual seeds.
The captain of this Wild Hunt team is named Kelien, and he and Moonberry are old acquaintances.
Now that the Lady still had a mission to attend to, she said hello to Kellain and took Sarlayan towards the heart of the forest.
On the way to the heart of the forest, Moonberry gave Sharlayan some common knowledge about Ardenweald.
"Spiritual seeds are precious items unique to Ardenweald. They contain wild souls gathered from various worlds."
The petite Moonberry rode on the back of Sarlayan, who had turned into a hippogryph, and continued to explain to him in a serious manner: "There are countless worlds in the universe, and pure wilderness souls will be born in most of them, which is what you are."
Talking about the Wild Demigods and Loa."
"Unfortunately, after these wild souls die in battle, their souls will automatically drift to the Arden Fairyland in the Shadow Realm."
"The duty of us goblins is to protect these wilderness souls sleeping in spiritual seeds until they regain their strength and break out of the seeds, return to their own world, and continue to fight to protect nature."
Sharlayan asked curiously: "Is there a wild soul from Azeroth in the Shadow Realm now?"
"Hmm..." Yueberry lowered his head and recalled: "It doesn't seem like that. Ten thousand years ago, we received multiple wilderness souls from Azeroth, but in recent years, no wilderness soul has visited again.
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"For you mortals living in Azeroth, this is obviously good news. It proves that Azeroth has lived peacefully in these ten thousand years, and no wild soul has died again."
"Is it true..."
Sarlayan touched his chin thoughtfully: "There is no Emerald Dream, nor Ardenweald. The soul of the wild boar demigod Agamaggan should be secretly hidden by the wild boar people."
"Agamaggan?"
Hearing the familiar name, Yue Berry suddenly became interested.
"That kind and honest big wild boar? I haven't seen him for a long time."
"You said he was hidden? What happened?"
Sarlayan shook his head: "I don't know the specific situation."
"Azeroth is about to enter a period of turbulent war again. We are likely to face the invasion of the Burning Legion. I hope to awaken those wild demigods who died in the War of the Ancients so that they can continue to contribute to the protection of Azeroth.
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"Brothers Ursol and Ursoc, Avina, Ashaman, Goldrinn, Malorne, Onhara, Tortora and other demigods can all follow their traces, but Agamaggan is the only one who can follow them."
Never seen a trace."
Agamaggan achieved outstanding results in the War of the Ancients. He contained a large number of demons in the central wilderness, creating an excellent opportunity for Malfurion and others to attack Zin Ashari and behead her.
Agamaggan died heroically in battle, and his body turned into Razorfen.
His quilboars have been living in Razorfen since then, commemorating this wild demigod who gave everything for Azeroth.
But something strange happened. The souls of many wilderness demigods have appeared in the Emerald Dream, just waiting for a suitable opportunity to return to the material world.
Only Aga Magan's soul is still missing.
Combining the information provided by the barrage, Sarlayan guessed that Agamaggan should have been trapped in Razorfen by the contemporary quilboar through some evil ritual.
Those quilboars may be planning to absorb Agamaggan's power for their own use, just like the trolls controlled Loa.
Sarlayan: "I'll ignore this matter for now. I will find time to verify my conjecture later."
Moonberry curled her lips: "Okay, I hope you can rescue that gentle guy. The spirit of the wilderness should not be bound by mortals."
Goblins are a race that likes to have fun, but they usually exercise restraint in their pranks and are very measured in not making their victims angry.
On the way to the heart of the forest, Moonberry met many familiar people. These nature spirits from various races waved and greeted her in a friendly way.
Sarlayan said with some surprise: "You are quite popular. I thought goblins who like to play pranks can easily offend people."
"Hmph~"
Yue Berry put her hands on her hips proudly: "My pranks never annoy people. My intention is just to keep everyone happy and not to always look sad."
Along the way, Sarlayan saw the four major races of the Night Palace mentioned by Moonberry, and also saw a large number of natural souls.
These souls come from various worlds in the material universe. Some are familiar to Sarlayan such as night elves and furbolgs, but most of them are novel species that he has never seen before.
Under the guidance of Lady Moonberry, Sarlayan's transformed Hippogryph successfully entered the core area of the Heart of the Forest.
A towering giant tree stands in the center of the city, and under the tree stands a "big" woman with an ethereal and earthly temperament.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After passing the final inspection of a small team of wild hunting group Vocain, Yue Miao flew out from Sarlayan's back, spinning happily in circles toward the "big"
The woman is approaching.
"Your Majesty the Queen! I'm back!"
The Winter Queen, who had been looking at the giant tree in trance, woke up from her deep thoughts. Out of habit, she naturally caught Lady Moonberry who threw herself into her arms, with a faint smile on her face.
"Thank you for your hard work. Didn't you get hurt?"
"No~"
Moonberry smiled and circled around the Winter Queen: "Salayan helped us drive away those nasty Drust. I never participated in the battle from beginning to end."
According to the barrage, the fairies are not very powerful in frontal combat, and they are mainly responsible for assisting and healing during battles.
Sarlayan's surprise attack quickly defeated the unprepared Drust army. Moonberry didn't even have time to show off its abilities, and was paddling the entire time.
The Winter Queen smiled and patted Moonberry's little head: "You are so naughty, go down first and let me talk to this mortal alone."
"Okay~"
Moonberry obeyed the Winter Queen's instructions without hesitation, flapped her butterfly-like wings and flew out quickly, waving vigorously to say goodbye to Sharlayan on the way.
"Little guy, let's see you later~"
When her eyes turned to Sarlayan, the smile on the Winter Queen's face had faded, and her temperament became more calm and capable.
"Child of Elune, why did you enter Ardenweald without permission? Could it be that my sister has something for you to tell me?"
"Uh~"
After hearing these words, Sarlayan knew that the Winter Queen wanted to make trouble, so it was no wonder that she hurriedly sent someone to call him over.
Elune and the Winter Queen are respectively in charge of the power of life and death. Each has their own responsibilities to shoulder. There are very few opportunities to meet, and each cherishes every opportunity to communicate.
Sharlayan smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "Unfortunately, Her Majesty the Winter Queen, I did not come under Elune's order, but for another reason."
Sarlayan could clearly see that the look of anticipation in the Winter Queen's eyes gradually faded away, and her attitude became more businesslike.
"Oh? You might as well tell me. If you can convince me, I won't mind fulfilling the deal you made with Yueberry."
Sarlayan's eyes narrowed slightly: 'Have you really been spying on me?'