"Brother, look, I'm swimming better and better now!" Rikka's voice echoed on the rocky sea. The waves were illuminated by the sun like gems, and seabirds flew freely in the sky.
"Be careful, don't swim forward again." Boom sat on the beach, enjoying a rare leisurely life.
"Kristine, do we really want to go to Shimmer Forest next? If doing so makes you uncomfortable, you can just say it. Rikka and I have absolutely no objection." Boom turned to look at Ke
Christine asked softly.
"No, after all, I am a mixed-blood elf, so the Shimmer Forest is naturally my second home." Christine replied with a smile, leaning against a huge rock.
The three of Boom finally fulfilled their agreement with the Dark Elf Queen and personally eliminated the black sheep stationed in Fish Fin Mountain. As for what happened next, it was a vexing problem in the Whispering Forest. And Boom and his party were at this extreme.
Northern Land was sunbathing while planning the next trip.
Rikka is very curious about the pure-blood elves who are as famous as dark elves, or she is looking for snacks that are more delicious than the "secret dried insects". Naturally, Boom will not refuse Rikka, but he also has to take Christine's emotions into consideration. After all, he is a half-blood.
No matter where in the Elf Continent, elves are despised bastards.
However, Boom and the others did not know that their every move had been known to others. In a huge cave, they saw a pair of black eyes staring in the direction of Fish Fin Mountain, or the rocky sea. p>
The giant wolf Fenir, the "Twelve Warcraft", the master of the fantasy forest, the ally of the dark elves, and the giant wolf in disguise. Apart from the frost giant Ymir, he is the only master of warcraft who has participated in the war. But his character is different from
The former is completely different, extremely greedy, brutal and cruel, at least that's what it looks like in countless ancient books.
Wolves are an ancient species that can be traced back to the era of ferocious beasts. Most of them like to live in groups, but they are also isolated and unique.
The giant wolf Fennir couldn't remember when he appeared, because it was filled with countless blood-red fragments. With gurgling streams and green trees, Fennir was no more than a wolf cub at first. Every day he either waded into the water or chased fish.
Some small prey such as rabbits and mountain rats. During those days, although it had no partners, it lived a very comfortable life.
However, that kind of life collapsed bit by bit. Fennier couldn't figure out what was happening in the outside world, so he had to huddle up in the cave and spend sleepless nights in terror.
The beasts rioted, and the powerful new king kept roaring, as if this was the only way to show his strength. However, in Fennier's eyes, the new king was no different from himself, with the same gray fur, the same black eyes, the same
tusks, and the same thick tail.
Out of the bond of seeing only the same kind, Fennir walked out of the herd step by step, and even began to show intimacy to the new king in front of all the beasts. However, this behavior did not receive the same kind of kindness, and the new king raised his head high.
claw, and then knocked Fennir flying several meters.
Frightened, fleeing, and a little confused. Fennir limped forward in the jungle, and the roars of beasts around him were looming. It seemed that the new king was not willing to tear it apart directly, but just like teasing a clown.
Fennir's nerves became tense until he finally closed his eyes.
The dried blood had already stuck large areas of fur together, and his hunger made him more and more drowsy, but none of this was worth the disappointment and fear of his own kind. As time passed by, Fennir could feel the people outside the cave.
Beasts can even feel the wounds that sting their nerves all the time.
"Why is it that as a wolf, it can be aloof, but I can only be reduced to food? Why do those guys attack me? What did I do wrong? Why do I have so many questions, just like those hypocritical elves?
." Fennir's breath became weaker and weaker, but it didn't know that its body was emitting bursts of fluorescence.
The feeling of being awake is very wonderful, but what is even more pleasant is Fennir's eyes that are no longer confused. The wound heals quickly, and the coercive force mixed with the strong smell of blood rises into the sky. The entire fantasy forest is silent, and the beasts
They had already crouched on the ground and had given up even trying to look at each other.
"Is this the so-called 'transformation'? Can you understand me? A bunch of useless trash!" Fennir slowly walked out of the cave until he stepped on the new king's head.
Bite, blood, and wailing. The new king was finally swallowed by Fenir, and from beginning to end, no beast dared to block or escape. From that day on, the giant wolf Fenir became the "Twelve Warcraft".
The entire Elf Continent is its territory, and any ancient ferocious beast that dares to break in will not be able to escape alive.
In the long years, Fennir witnessed with his own eyes the elves from prosperity to division, and then from division to two parties. But its attitude towards these things has always been the same. As long as it does not disturb its life, whoever will die will die.
Life doesn't matter. If the only episode is the civil war between the two elven races.
Fennir's philosophy has always been that "the strong prevail", so compared to the bullying of pure-blood elves, it appreciates the bloody nature of dark elves more. Therefore, it finally chose to help, and the elven civil war came to an end.<
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However, it has rarely become more energetic recently, because in Rikka's ethereal illusion, it witnessed the birth of the fourteenth Warcraft Lord, but the other party finally gave up on it. Fennir was very curious about Rikka, and curious about the other party.
Weird behavior, and even more curious why she appears in the Elf Continent now.
Slowly looking back, the huge body of the giant wolf Fenrir appeared outside the cave. As far as the eye could see, nearly a thousand evil wolves all opened their eyes. Fenrir grinned when he saw this, and then proudly
Looking around, his heroic image collapsed in the next second.
"Where are we going? Are those elves causing trouble again?" A childish voice sounded, and then another giant wolf walked out of the cave.
"I plan to go out and wander around. The weather has been very good recently. Maybe there will be some distinguished guests coming." After saying this, the giant wolf Fenir walked straight out of the Fantasy Forest.
At the same time, Boom and the others had already left Fish Fin Mountain. Rikka was still looking eager to try, but Boom still refused to let go of the reins, while Christine seemed a little embarrassed.<
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"My suggestion is to circle east again. Although it will waste a lot of time, it is better than being misunderstood by the giant wolf Fennir." Christine reminded softly.
"It doesn't matter, I haven't seen the 'Twelve Monsters' before. Besides, we are just passing through his territory, and we have no intention of robbing him!" Liuhua rolled his eyes when he heard this, and then replied carelessly.
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"Although I also feel that something is wrong, if Rikka insists on doing this, at least I will not refuse." Boom whipped the horse on the butt, and then the three of them moved a little faster. p>
Christine shook her head helplessly. She saw the Wand of Annihilation appearing out of thin air, and holding a high-grade magic crystal in her hand. In her opinion, since she had decided to go with the Boom brothers and sisters, she must not do it out of fear.
And make changes. Death is not terrible. What is terrible is that when death comes, Fang realizes that there are still regrets in his heart.
