The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"That is to knock with a rock, and then use a magnifying glass to observe the falling debris?"

Saphronita thought for a few seconds: "Probably close. Isn't there never a geologist among the night elves?"

"Generally speaking, for Kaldorei, land is forests and plants. We know a lot about these plants, up to the soil for cultivating higher plants. In Darnassus, our gardeners will choose the most nutritious ones. Dirt, nurture new-born old trees." Hisalie slowed down so that the dwarf scholar could keep up with herself. The night elf's slender body far exceeds that of the dwarf. When she takes a step, Saphronita needs to trot two steps to keep up: "As for the rocks... I guess the tauren should have done a lot of research. In the past few thousand years, Our druids often communicate with their shamans. Unfortunately, the number of centaurs increased and there was no safe route anymore. They almost occupied the middle of the Kalimdor continent, everywhere, we and bull heads. The contact with people gradually ended. Elune is here. I seem to have never contacted a geologist."

"Have you been in contact with many people? Your people seem to be very boring... Uh, sorry, I mean, they often seem to be immersed in their own thinking world, staying alone to meditate."

"Actually I am like this, Saffro..."

"Just call me Saf, and my friends will call me like that."

"I do this often too, Saf, but, my man knows many people and all kinds of people, so sometimes I follow him and I see many people. Besides, my foreign friend probably only has one silly Stupid draenei." Xisali slowly slowed down and looked around vigilantly: "How far are we from the destination?"

Safalonita supported the shoulder straps of the backpack with both hands, pushed the engineering goggles to her forehead, and used her eyes to observe the hillside in front of them closely.

Silithus is a huge basin-shaped desert surrounded by mountains on three sides, and to the south are the ruins of the fallen kingdom of Ahn'Qiraj. The Titan Sword plunged straight into the center of the desert, and the steam-bearing crack spread to the mountains on the edge of the desert before reluctantly stopping. The members of the Explorers Association have a very important task-to investigate the damage caused by the big rift. Investigate what kind of pollution and impact this Titan Greatsword has left behind.

Fel energy usually leaves very serious pollution, and this pollution can affect the mind. In fact, there are many forces that can affect the mind, and even produce variable pollution on the body that is visible to the naked eye. The Alliance knows this kind of power very well. They have fought against the undead and natural disasters for many years, and before that, the blood of the devil had also had a very important influence and changes on the orcs in the old tribe period, and they were also ancient enemies of the alliance.

Safronita's task is to follow a larger rift, observe the impact of the rift along the way, and evaluate whether the big rift will continue to expand, while Hisalie's task is to protect the safety of Safronita.

The place Silithus has never been linked to the word security, whether it is a viper hiding under the sand, a hungry beast, a violent element...

And the tribe.

"You don't seem to like coming here, Xisally? I thought Captain Nan Gong sent you here."

"Nan Gong sent me because I know this place very well." Xisali sighed slowly: "This place is close to Nanfeng Village. During the first quicksand battle, my mother was killed here...my father Probably died here too."

"Oh, sorry."

Safronita is a scholar who understands historical records.

Two thousand years ago, Ahn'Qiraj, the fallen insect kingdom, under the influence of the ancient gods, gradually broke through the seal and prepared to invade the world again. Saf was curious about what race was able to defeat and seal the worms for the first time, but there is no similar record in the league's records. But this does not prevent her from admiring the victims in the first battle of quicksand. In the era when the Azeroth race was still young and weak, the reclusive night elves responded to the call of the guardian dragon and sent all the outstanding fighters of the whole clan to participate in the war against the Qiraji.

Many night elves died in this war. But the young races knew almost nothing about it. If it were not for their sacrifice, the insects might destroy all the young races during the most debilitating period of Azeroth.

They have saved the world more than once.

"It's okay, two thousand years have passed." Xisali sniffed. The place full of wind and sand has never been suitable for night elf life. She hates this place, but she is a druid, and she must come. : "Talk about business, Saf. How is your observation?"

"I think it's coming soon, my goggles can already see the reflections on the distant hillside. A terrible news." Safronita patted the back of the head in an annoyed way: "How I wish I hadn't seen this scene. ."

"Yeah, it's terrible." Xisali raised her hand, put up a shed in front of her, squinted her eyes slightly, and looked at the hillside that was stained with flying sand in the distance: "I have seen it, it's all Azeri. Special..."

In the cracks on the mountain **** caused by the tremor of the earthquake, the dazzling golden Azerite was slowly flowing out, converging into a light red pool at the foot of the mountain, and the edges were covered with crystallized crystal clusters.

They all know what this means.

More Azerite is seeping from the edge of the big gap!

This means that the theory put forward by some people in the Explorers Association is correct. When the star soul is severely injured, the surface of the earth may look like scarred skin, with more blood permeating in the most vulnerable places. A similar situation has already appeared on the edge of Silithus. If the theory is correct, soon, in other more fragile places in Azeroth, such as the archipelago, volcanoes and rift valleys located in the seismic zone. The cataclysm has caused large-scale earthquakes and tsunamis all over the world, and created many cliffs and canyons and abysses.

Those fragile places may well out of Azerite at any time!

"Come on, Hisalie, we have to collect samples!"

Saphronita ran to the Azerite Pool, and Hisalie could run so fast when she saw the dwarf for the first time.

Close to the Azerite pool, Xisari felt as if she could see Azerite so close, this dry desert didn't seem so annoying. In the desert, she seemed to have tasted the fragrance of the green grass. It's like lying on the lawn in Rutheran Village, listening to the waves and seagulls.

The dwarf had already ran to the water pool, striding cautiously, lest the boots would kick the sand into Azerite, as if this would cause serious pollution.

"Come and help me, Xisali, I have reagent bottles in my backpack. I will collect Azerite in different locations and then bring them back to the camp for experimentation."

Xisally opened Saf's backpack and took out a reagent bottle: "Where?"

"Going to the other side, I see that the Azerite there is still bright gold, maybe it is the closest location to the infiltrate. This is a good opportunity, an Azerite vein that the goblin still hasn't found, now we You can get the latest first-hand information!"

"Oh, Azerite..." Xisali slowly stretched out her hand holding the test tube, and reached into the puddle.

The druid took a breath, and the touch from his arm seemed to tell the whole body how much she wanted to be able to lie directly in the pool, she would become a real druid, she was the forest itself! Green grass, dew, towering giant trees, the creatures in the woodland will cheer and jump with her breath and breath. Her eyes are so clear, there are so many feasible plans to protect the safety of the forest, maybe she can turn the desert into an oasis, she can feel that the real source of water is hidden under the arid land, as long as a force of power Bring it out, and Azeroth will become a thriving world...

She exhaled slowly, and yanked her hand out of Azerite.

It seems like this will lose this arm.

"It feels amazing, doesn't it?"

Safronita's voice appeared in her ears.

"Unbelievable..." Xisali realized that cold sweat was coming out of her forehead: "I, can I collect a small bottle and go back?"

"Do you think so?"

"I thought, this must be a very beautiful gift, isn't it? Elune is here. During this time, I have been thinking about whether I should give a gift to my man. He used to give me a gift before. Gifts, I originally thought it was a custom among humans, just like in Darnassus, I would take my good sisters to the moonwell to chat, or give away the oak bow I made by myself. However, I was in Dana some time ago While Suss was waiting for instructions, a human from Gilneas told me that this behavior is called... a mistress? It's not something to be proud of."

"Really?"

"Yes."

Saphronita realized that Hisalie was not joking, she really didn't know anything about it.

Hisalie carefully put the glass bottles filled with Azerite into different positions in the backpack and fastened them with straps.

"So I thought, maybe I should give him a gift. But he gave me too good, I have been unable to think of any gift worthy. But if it is a bottle of Azerite, he is sure Would like it...Saf?"

"Huh?" The dwarf didn't look up, still staring at the testing instrument in his hand: "What's the matter?"

"Do you have a boyfriend? I mean, when your boyfriend gives you a gift, how do you return the gift?"

The dwarf was silent for a while.

"No, let's change the subject, okay? I really don't want to think of the ugly face of my ex-husband."

Chapter 2923: Clearly Marked Prices

Gritzker Fitzlench sneezed.

He rubbed the tip of his nose a little nervously. This kind of uneasiness has been on him for a long time. After he resigned from the Bilgewater Chaebol, the uneasy mood has been lingering around him and his mind.

Gary Vickers is not such a good boss, in fact, if it weren't for the gold coins, I don't know how many goblins want to kick his ass.

Once, he was just an ordinary goblin, just like other goblins, living on Cozan Island was stolen and broken, crowded into slums and shack areas that seemed to be squeezed out of the intestines, doing all kinds of annoying In his job, he still has to keep a foolish smile, which is called serving customers.

Later, Kezan exploded. It stands to reason that an island shouldn't have this function, but after being related to the goblin... who knows?

Gallivex claims that there is only one ship on the island that can carry refugees to flee Kezan, which is about to be engulfed by lava, provided that the expensive ship tickets are purchased, and the price is enough to ruin all the goblins. Then he changed hands at sea and sold the goblins on the ship as slaves to pirates.