Urban My Skills Come From The Game

In the Milky Way, in the endless darkness beyond the Milky Way.

The cosmic void on one side was suddenly distorted, and the irregular fluctuations were violently turbulent.

Circles of ripples appeared in the void, and then the ripples stopped, and a huge asteroid appeared in the dark void, fully the size of the moon.

A low voice said: "Where are we?"

"Report to the arbiter, we have reached the seventh material ring of the universe, the edge of the Milky Way," the voice of the reporter sounded.

"Oh? Have you reached the edge of the Milky Way? What a beautiful place.

In front of the arbiter, the projection shows the current panorama of the Milky Way.

A huge disc is slowly rotating. This is a spiral nebula, beautiful and beautiful. The silver disc in the middle of the river system is dazzling. For the universe, it is a new galaxy, full of "six six three" "life.

It can be seen that they are still many light years away from the Milky Way, so they can see the whole picture of the Milky Way, but this distance can be reached in minutes for them.

The arbiter's cold voice came: "Order to go down, release searchers, don't miss any small galaxy, find that indigenous civilization, and occupy their home planet"

"Yes! Arbiter."

Countless small aircraft flew out of the asteroid, and then entered a portal on the asteroid, spreading to every corner of the galaxy.

"System, enter World of Warcraft"

Lin Feng stayed on the earth for a few days, paid a little attention to the movements of various countries and the progress of the future city, and then came to World of Warcraft.

He needs to improve his strength quickly. For some reason, he feels that there is always an invisible sense of crisis oppressing him. His intuition tells him that if he does not improve his strength quickly, then he will have a very difficult future.

"Ding, consume 120,000 spirit five"

Lin Feng's figure slowly disappeared.

Background introduction:

After the end of the age of Sargeras, Azeroth ushered in eternal peace.

People who have long been tired of wars live and work in peace and contentment, and demons will never come to Azeroth again, because Sargeras has long been dragged back to the Pantheon by the gods and imprisoned.

The only thing that proves that Azeroth has experienced endless catastrophe is Sargeras's sword that is inserted into the ground. Goshracher reminds people all the time what kind of suffering Azeroth has suffered.

Three of the four ancient gods are still alive. Except for Y'Shaarj who was removed by the coming of the Titans, C'Thun and Yogg-Saron have been completely reborn, and powerful power has returned to their bodies, while N'Zoth It has survived to this day.

The star souls of Azeroth are still imprisoned deep underground.

Lin Feng's figure gradually appeared in a valley.

The vicissitudes of life have changed, and time has changed. The earth has only passed a month or two, but Azeroth has passed hundreds of years.

The valley where Lin Feng is at this time is tens of meters high and has a radius of nearly ten kilometers. The countless scratches on the bottom of the pit show that there has been a fierce battle here, and even the traces of the battle are covered with emerald green grass. And the little tree, everything looks so vibrant.

"What is this?" Lin Feng wondered as he looked at the skeleton of a huge creature in front of him.

It was a huge head, tens of meters high, with two dark pupils the size of a house, facing Lin Feng faintly.

The mental power is released, covering a range of dozens of kilometers.

This is a plain, a tiankeng in the plain, Lin Feng is standing inside the tiankeng, two ends of the plain are mountains, one end is a forest, and the other end is a city.

"That's? Stormwind City?!"

That's right, Lin Feng recalled, isn't the skeleton under his feet the dragon that he killed?

Neltharion's bones seem to be half weathered. The overlord who once ran across the entire planet Azeroth and the guardian of the earth just lay here quietly.

"Yiya, yaiya!" A sound came from the dragon's head.

What could it be? Lin Feng walked in curiously.

Overgrown with weeds, dead branches were spread inside the head of the giant dragon, and there were many shiny stones among them. It seemed that some creatures regarded this place as their own house.

Lin Feng pushed aside the dead branches mixed with cobwebs, and walked to the inside of the skull.

The huge intracranial space is as big as an indoor football field. In the middle of the football field, there is a small nest one meter square, covered with feathers of various birds, which looks warm and lovely.

A small hooked tail protrudes from the feathers, the pure black tail is fleshy, and it is very cute when flicked.

Lin Feng walked over quietly. The whole body of this unknown thing was buried in the feathers, leaving only one tail swinging outside, making a few babbling sounds from time to time.

Lin Feng grabbed the chubby tail and pulled it out.

"Plop, plop, plop!" The sound of wings flapping sounded.

This is a little black dragon, which looks exactly the same as the dead Deathwing, except that there are no longer cracked scales and flowing lava on its body, and the dragon pupils are not blood red, but a bright blue-purple.

"Nesarion?" Lin Feng asked the little black dragon suspiciously.

"Yi Ya Yi Ya"

It wasn't Neltharion, the little black dragon could feel it from the simple mental fluctuations.

The little black dragon's spirit is very pure, without any pollution, it is the kind of purity without a trace of impurities, and it is absolutely impossible to be the reincarnation of Neltharion's residual soul.

It is also impossible for the rest of the dragons to give birth here. The dragons will stay away from the bones of the dead dragons. This is a kind of respect, not to disturb the respect of the dead.

Then there is only one possibility, the star soul of Azeroth, or the Titan of the pantheon, a brand new black dragon regenerated from the dead Neltharion's bones.

The little guy was not shy at all, he stuck out his tender tongue and licked Lin Feng's face, leaving a thin trail of mucus.

"The 0.1 guy is really not afraid of life," Lin Feng laughed.

He stretched out his fingers and flicked the little black dragon's head lightly. The painful little black dragon stretched out his paws to cover his head, babbling.

The little black dragon was only the size of Lin Feng's fist, so pitifully small.

Gently put the little black dragon in the nest, Lin Feng said: "Okay, the future guardian of the earth, you just play wild and grow well, don't waste your time, understand?"

"The next stop, I should go to Stormwind City to take a look." Lin Feng raised his legs and walked outside the keel.

"Yeah, yip, puff, puff..."

Just as Lin Feng took a few steps, there was a sound of flapping wings, and with the slight weight on his shoulders, the little guy flew onto his shoulders again.

"Forget it, let me take you away and let you see the world of Azeroth."