Anomaly Of Warcraft

It's nice to have a local friend's rush.

Although Dan Dema is somewhat unwelcome among the younger generation of night elves in Feathermoon Fortress, there are so many friends who can't stand the old ones.

Such as quartermaster.

Such as quartermaster.

Such as quartermaster.

Before Shandris Feathermoon returns to Feathermoon Fortress, it stands to reason that the Elves will not let Carlos go to the island.

But Dan Dema led the way, and a dozen clubs followed Carlos to enjoy an elf-style feast.

"Silithus' situation is terrible?"

"Not so good, Tyrande almost transferred Fandral Staghelm back. Fortunately, she was dissuaded by the people around her."

"Too bad?!"

"No, it was Tyrande's brain pumping."

"You are disrespectful to the leader."

"Don't make trouble, I am neither from the Sisterhood of Elune, nor a druid, so why do I respect that little girl."

"Because she is your mother-in-law."

"puff……"

In terms of age, Dan Dema is indeed dozens of years older than Tyrande. It seems that there is nothing wrong with licking her face and calling Tyrande a little girl.

But in terms of ethics, Shandris Yuyue is Tyrande’s raised goddaughter, and Dandema, an old scumbag who eats dry food, does not seem to have the capital to show off in front of Tyrande.

The ethical relationship of the longevity species cannot be studied deeply, destroying the three views.

Silithus was not at peace, Carlos could think that in another twenty years, the seal set that year should be completely invalidated. It is understandable that the night elves gradually strengthen their military strength.

But at this point in time, Carlos didn't expect to deploy veterans to garrison Silithus.

Sure enough, the game can't be trusted.

"You have never seen a Qiraji, a very troublesome thing, can't take advantage of the number, and the casualties will be high."

According to Dan Dema, a thousand night elf soldiers with a complete armament configuration can eliminate three hundred Qirajis with zero casualties, but 500 Qirajis can be exchanged with night elves. If it were a thousand Qiraji people, the night elves could not even retreat with them.

"Very terrible opponent, after the rest of the Ten Thousand Years, we night elves have actually recovered from the cataclysm that broke the ground. However, a battle of quicksand, if not for the intervention of the dragon, ha ha."

Dan Dema smiled and shook his head.

"You can't be too precautionary. The only pity is that almost all old friends have been transferred away. The new young people don't recognize my old face very much, otherwise they can make some good things to entertain you. Seven thousand years of brewing The morning dew wine is available in the warehouse."

Why is Lafite in 1982 so weak...

The well-known Shandris Feathermoon is not in Feathermoon Fortress on official business, and it is estimated that he will not be able to return within half a month. Carlos was a little regretful at first sight.

But still the beginning sentence, it is really convenient to have an old friend who has lived for Ten Thousand Years.

"I was not a high-level elves back then, and I am not even qualified to make friends with big figures like Prince Torsedrin. But I know the Royal Library."

Dandema corrected Carlos's mistake.

"Strictly speaking, the entire Feralas is a part of Erre'Thalas. The Erre'Thalas back then was really big. It took nine days to ride the Moon Saber from the East Gate to the West Gate. It was still called the Maul of Doom. It, I have read "Those Things The Holy Light Will Not Tell You"."

"You have a wide range of hobbies..."

"The Maul of Doom is actually the royal garden area, the royal library, and the commercial and entertainment area of ​​Erre'Thalas. To put it bluntly, it is the central prosperous area, where Syndra entertains himself."

"Do you know how they are?"

"What do I care about that?"

"The upper elf!"

"I am not!"

Carlos felt a little tired talking to Dandema.

"Then do you know anything about the world gate?"

"what."

"South of Feralas, the remains of the Titans in Yamanaka, a group north-northeast of Angolos Crater."

"Somewhat impressed."

"If you don't know... you know."

"When the empire was still there, it was an urban legend. It is said to be a relic of an ancient civilization. If you stray into it, you will be teleported to an inexplicable place. There is no direct danger to life, but it is very troublesome. The location is right, probably what you said. Boundary gate."

"Can you pass Feralas?"

"I don’t know. I was working as a errand in Baiyang Valley, and I was not familiar with Elthalas. After the collapse of the empire, I had nothing to do with the upper elves. It’s okay to take you around the Feathermoon Fortress, and fight on the Fear Island in the north. Hunting is not a problem. Finding a way... is not my style."

"Then what's the matter with the Royal Library?"

"Anyone didn't have a goddess when he was young. Back then, she was fascinated by a high-level elf, and she worked as a librarian in the Royal Library in Errethalas. I have been grinding her for almost 20 years, so I am familiar with it. Slightly."

"Aren't you waiting to see the Highborne?"

"That's not because the empire hasn't collapsed yet, Azshara is still a queen, marrying a high-level elf as a wife and a young man and fighting for three hundred years!"

"Ah, uh, cough cough..."

It makes sense that Carlos was speechless.

"Why didn't it happen in the end?"

"Hey, that's a sad story, things must start from..."

"Can it be summed up in ten words?"

"Playing magic, sudden death."

"Refining..."

Dan Dema, who had returned to the night elf society, was no longer silent and cautious when he traveled through the human world, and was much more cheerful.

After a reception of good wine and food, I really took Carlos and his party to the Feathermoon Fortress for two days.

Then he confessed a few words to Shandris Feather Moon's adjutant, led a suit of weapons and equipment, and followed Carlos.

"I have endured without asking why you are here."

"Ah, do I have any problems with my wife?"

"No, but why are you here."

"Miss my wife."

"To be honest, I don't laugh at you."

"Hey, I can't live anymore. The cold leaves fall on my face. My sister's rebellion broke my heart. What she said seemed like a cone of ice pierced my heart. My brother is really hurt..."

"Everyone, friends, can you speak lingua franca."

"Xiao Nizi and her doggie want to join the army in Silithus. I don't have enough energy to stop it. I can only come to Shandris."

"So she's not in Feathermoon Fortress, is she helping you out for personal gain?"

"I'm going to persuade my sister-in-law to go."

Although I couldn't get help from Shandris Feathermoon, Dandema was also a big help.

Carlos is not an insatiable person, satisfied.

"You said you can find what I want in the Royal Library of Dire Maul?"

Carlos asked.

"It should be possible. As one of our night elves' oldest cities, the size of Er'Thalas' library is a bit smaller than Azshara's. As long as you are willing to look through it, there must be clues."

Dan Dema thought for a while and said proudly.

At the same time, in addition to dispatching expeditions by himself, Carlos also asked for help like Lesorn. The matter of the boundary is not urgent.

So temporarily focus on grabbing people.

Carlos made a happy decision.

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