Azeroth Trail of Light

Chapter 329 34. Recognition——Add more updates for the memory of Falling Wing Brothers!

On the edge of the dense forest in Feralas, a pack of wolves roared. This scene was much more magnificent than the scene that Velinde created in the Silverpine Forest at that time. The timid people didn't even dare to look at those who were already around the big arena. There are more and more black-maned wolves gathering, maybe they should be thankful that it is not night yet, if night falls, what they will see is a large area of ​​green eyes, that scene will definitely make the timid guy Scared to pee out.

But not everyone was overwhelmed.

"Something is wrong!"

Qiao Laqi stopped his subordinates from dispersing the wolves, squinted his eyes, and looked over from a relatively high viewing platform, a distinct "line" appeared in the middle-aged assassin's eyes, that line, Not even a single wolf crossed over, they all stopped outside the line like an army.

"The army has a commander, and so do these wolves. Don't provoke them!"

As soon as Qiao Laqi finished speaking, a low growl sounded, like a whimper, or like a dream just woke up, but after this low wolf howl, the roar of the wolves that resounded through the sky was like It was as if they were cut off, and they stopped in unison, and the sky of the Dire Maul Arena changed from an unbearable noise to an equally unbearable silence in an instant.

Everyone's eyes were either frightened or curious, and they all looked at the wolves who were a little bit agitated. On the front of the big arena, the black wolves seemed to be cut by a knife, separated by a line, and a smear of snow-white slowed down. Wherever it went, all the wolves, whether they were strong or cubs, bowed their heads respectfully and lay their paws on the ground.

That is prostration!

The kneeling of the wolf!

Next to Qiao Laqi, the owner of the Shadow Fort who represented himself with a dark phantom saw the whiteness, but the dark phantom dissipated in vain. This action surprised Qiao Laqi and Prager.

The apparent ruler of Shadow Castle is the orc shadow lord Feldan, but at their level, it is natural to understand who is the real master. Dreadlord Bain Heller has many labels on him, whether it is treacherous or courageous. Small is fine, but it cannot be denied that this guy has survived in Azeroth until now, and his life-saving ability is absolutely superb.

Seeing Bernholer disappearing without even saying hello, the heavy pressure began to permeate, especially when the white wolf, which was a circle bigger than the other black wolves, walked in front of the pack of wolves, it was caught by those green wolves. With a glance, Qiao Laqi and Prager immediately led everyone down the viewing platform.

There is very little news about Goldrin, but as the leader of the Assassin's League, Qiao Laqi will not be unaware of the news of Goldrin's resurrection, and in the sweep just now, he has confirmed the identity of the white wolf, Tyrande hurriedly led the moon priest from another direction, while Velinde supported Dick and slowly walked out of the arena from the other side.

Under such a situation, who would dare to openly speak on top of the demigod? Do you want to die?

That is a demigod, an existence above epic heroes, whether it is the level of power or the meaning it represents, it can no longer be measured in words.

After weighing it for a while, Qiao Laqi took a deep breath, and walked into Dick's team. Every gladiator contest is a multi-party gathering, but there will always be a host. This time is Qiao Laqi Well, there are some things that he doesn't want to come forward, but right now, this kind of thing is beyond his control.

What's more, it's a demigod!

Qiao Laqi met Agamaggan secretly more than once, and also got a lot of benefits from the lazy and mysterious wild boar demigod, but Goldrinn was different. Whether it was aggressiveness or mystery, Agamaggan He was far behind Goldrinn by more than a notch. Qiao Laqi's idea was very simple. He didn't want to be meritorious, but he wanted to be innocent.

It was a beast, and it was very difficult for a beast to exchange benefits, and Qiao Lazi didn't think he would have anything that would interest a guy like Goldrinn.

"Praise be to you, Goldrinn of the Wild!"

Tyrande stepped forward in the moonlight, reached out and touched Goldrinn's shoulder, and then took a step back. According to legend, Elune and Goldrinn had a bad relationship, and even cast a curse that made the pack of wolves die before the full moon. become crazy and irrational. But both Dick and Elune knew that this was nonsense, that the wolves were only mad because they couldn't control their rage.

What's more, for true polymaths, it is not a rumor that Azeroth has two moons. Although one of them will not be discovered by mortals, when the second full moon rises, not only Wolves are crazy.

Goldrinn is a demigod of the wilderness, in fact it has nothing to do with Elune, but it will still show enough respect to Tyrande, just because Tyrande stands behind a look up to the existence.

However, the Priest of the Moon was just going through the motions. With nearly ten thousand people watching, she stepped back gracefully, revealing Dick and Velinde behind her. He met Goldrinn's "comrade in arms", a demigod who fought alongside him twice on Mount Hyjal and Silithus. Although the two sides didn't have much contact, at least the incense is still there.

The paladin bowed slightly solemnly, and then moved to the other side as well, but Velinde, who was caressing him but trembling, was stopped by the outstretched claws of the white wolf.

Velinde looked at the white wolf claws in front of her in surprise. She couldn't help but look back at the white wolf, one of the strongest creatures in Azeroth according to legend. It looked at her with no expression in its eyes, only There was a cold light that never surged, but this was probably the only expression on his face.

Dick took a deep breath, and put his palm on Velinde's shoulder, which was a little panicked. He knew why the girl was worried, but the Luna Scythe could no longer change hands, and Velinde was given the opportunity by the Luna Scythe. The werewolf personally transformed, Goldrinn was resurrected nearly ten years earlier. When Dick met the dying Velinde in the Twilight Forest, she was destined to meet Goldrind.

There is an inseparable connection between werewolves and wolf gods, that's why she has the ability to summon wolves, and that's why she perceives the news of Goldrinn's arrival.

"His Majesty Goldrinn will not harm you!"

Dick's voice came from behind Velinde, the feeling of hot air on her neck made Velinde's earlobe a little hot, but this embarrassment made her nervous dissipate a little, her left hand tightly grasped Holding Dick's arm, his right hand lightly touched Goldrinn's paw.

At this moment, under the surprised eyes of the people around, Velinde, who was originally wearing a traditional night elf dress, turned into a werewolf with a gray mane and a cute white mane on his face in the blink of an eye, and Unlike other werewolves, she has ears on top of her head and a tail behind her.

The Luna Scythe appeared in Velinde's hand, and she slowly half-kneeled in front of Goldrinn, the wolf god's paw lightly tapped Velinde's forehead, like some kind of mysterious blessing ceremony.

"Aw!"

Half a minute later, Goldrinn's tail swept lightly on the ground, and an equally deep wolf howl sounded. This wolf howl almost resounded in the hearts of everyone who was trembling with fear. The next moment, the entire arena was surrounded by darkness. The wolves got up and left, and there was only the sound of walking in the sky. During this process, almost no one dared to make too much noise, for fear of stimulating the wolves to return.

Even the fearless Vrykul sat there and ate well. Gavincent is not an idiot. Silence is the best result.

Goldrinn ignored the guys behind Dick. It walked towards the arena. In the process, its size became bigger and bigger. After entering the center of the arena, its body almost occupied one-third of the arena. , and under the trembling gaze of everyone, it comfortably lay down in the corner of the arena, narrowing its eyes slightly.

Jorach had no idea what this meant until Verinde in werewolf form returned to her night elf body, her eyes swept over Jorachi, and she whispered,

"His Majesty Goldrinn wants to watch the battle of the bravest gladiator here. He wants to choose his favored one. Let the gladiator fight continue!"

The Duke of Assassin froze for a moment, then nodded. After learning that the demigod was only interested in the last gladiatorial fight, most of the audience fell silent, and some even looked honored, even though these guys didn't understand Goldrinn. What is it here for, but being able to enjoy a gladiatorial fight with a demigod of the wilderness is already a rare talking point.

"I'm leaving."

Velinde walked to Dick's side, lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking, "His Majesty Goldrinn asked me to go to Gilneas and continue my mission there."

Hearing this, Dick raised his brows. If there is anything in distant Gilneas that Goldrinn can do personally, it is nothing more than the "werewolf infection" that is spreading to the whole of Gilneas. It seems that Goldrinn is It is hoped that Velinde will reorganize the werewolf group that was born because of it.

Speaking of which, Dick suddenly remembered that Velinde was really the first fully awake werewolf in the world. Could it be because of the Luna Scythe?

But now is not the time to talk about this, the paladin sighed softly, the relationship between him and Velinde is the purest, he used to think so, but he didn't really hear it much, and his sense of existence was very low The news that the werewolf girl was leaving made him feel a little uneasy.

"Don't worry, Xing Ge, our hearts are connected, as long as you want me to know, I will know."

Dick reached out and stroked Velinde's gray hair. Since she became a werewolf, her hair had become like this, which was exactly the same as her werewolf hair. This intimate movement made Velinde's body lightly shuddered, and then she heard Dick say,

"Come on, watch this gladiatorial fight with me. I guess, His Majesty Goldrinn's favored person was created between those two guys, right?"

Velinde raised her head, and for some reason, her mouth turned into a smile. The next moment, her voice sounded directly in Dick's heart,

"No, His Majesty Goldrinn has only one purpose here. It wants to recognize whether the favored one is what it wants. It is enough for Laila to happen once. His Majesty Goldrinn will not allow a second Laila." Er appears."

The paladin's footsteps stopped for a moment, and he turned his head to look at the giant white wolf lying on the edge of the arena. When that guy stood up, almost no one doubted that it could even devour everything in the arena in one bite. Garrod, who was reclusive again, once told Dick in an exchange that Goldrinn was the most unruly and dangerous of all the demigods.

Compared with other demigods who are more or less inclined to the civilized world, Goldrinn hardly cares about these things. In other words, even if Dick and Goldrinn meet without a third-party opponent entering the arena, Neither will necessarily be friends.

It is a wolf, a very pure wolf! And wolves don't need friends!

From this point of view, Velinde's "recognition" has only one meaning.

"If he will become the second Ralaer, His Majesty Goldrinn will personally kill him. It will not allow its power to fall on a poor wretch whose power dominates. That is a shame!"

Velinde's voice was very calm, as if all this had nothing to do with him, but Dick looked back at her,

"My little werewolf, what about you? Have you been recognized by it?"

Velinde Starsong, who was carrying the brighter and brighter Luna Scythe, glanced at Dick, and a not-so-obvious smile appeared on her cold face.

"you guess?"