Under the night sky of Azeroth, away from the dust on the ground, you can hear the sound of the wings of your wings, overlooking the incomparably real land, the n+1th time for the design of the game.

After flying through the twilight forest and the windward path, the scenery becomes a dark green swamp.

To be honest, Lu Li doesn't like it here. The air is always an unpleasant rotten smell. The smell of rotten grass roots and those swamp creatures is simply breathless. He can only lower the senses. A few grades are not a good thing for a wild adventure. Hearing and smelling are the easiest to detect the dangers in the environment.

After flying for nearly an hour, Lu was only able to see the shadow of the cursed land. If there is a hurricane with a speed of 280, it may take ten minutes. After all, a powerful hurricane can slam in the sky, and the land must be Avoid some dangerous areas.

The land of cursing, the dark door that connects the outer domain is located here.

The magic leaking from the Dark Portal distorted the cursed land, leaving a deserted desert landscape. No life can survive in this area.

Watchtower is located at the northern end of the cursed land, guarding the only access to the area.

It was built by Archmage Khadgar, who long led the expedition into Draenor and disappeared in Draenor. The mages who now live in it are proud of this memory.

The mages and the warriors gave up their enjoyment for the fight against the devil and the ogre, and some might think they were lost, but they continue to fight to protect the portal and other parts of Azeroth. The destruction of the Kazak army.

Because of the existence of the Dark Portal, there is no portal in other parts of the region. Even if it is a war supply, it needs to break through various dangers and send it here.

Players can take the task of escorting supplies at Watchtower. For the more addicts who are more lonely, this is another way to make them reluctant to survive. Lu has been involved in such tasks for the rest of his life, but he is no longer Interested in this.

He is looking for a soul.

If you want to find an orc, even if this area is very vast, I am afraid it will be difficult to live. After all, he flies in the sky, and everything below is in sight.

Unfortunately, it is a dead soul, then he can only land on the ground and search carefully. If you don't care carefully, you may not be able to notice it with him. He has been looking for half an hour. Lu is only looking at the Raiders in his life. Know the coordinates of a certain place to find this near-clear guy.

"Hello, I am an elf from Mount Hyjal. How do you go to watch the castle?" Lu asked.

The mission of the tribal hero's soul is not difficult to trigger, but at that time, for the tribal players, the players of the league want to do this task to look at the face, and the probability that the person who has always been black is triggering the task is not good. He has a strategy and knows what to say can be effective.

"Haygar Mountain? Is it okay now?" asked the dead soul.

"The defense line there is as strong as usual, but the cursed land has recently been heard that it is not very flat. The giant ogres have hit the watchtower many times this month. I was ordered to come to support." Lu is like a fake, actually he is It is true that this task is a task that can be taken as long as it reaches the corresponding level.

"It turned out to be like this, then you don't seem to be too anxious. The last war happened yesterday. I saw the Ogre army defeated and saw it." The soul of the dead is obviously wise, not just a single obsession.

"That's good, I can take a few days off to go to the battle. This road has encountered a lot of danger. It is really exhausting me. What is your name, why is it in this place?" Lu sighed, He sat down on the floor with his legs crossed.

"My name? Not to mention it," the soul of the dead squatted beside the land.

The land was handed over to the past bottle of wine, which was brewed by the orcs. The craftsmanship that began to pass from Draenor was hard to drink and drink.

"...I was one of the most trusted elite guards of the Grand Chief of Sal, we have a total of 20 people..." After drinking a few mouthfuls of wine, he began to slowly describe his story: "I suggested proposing a sentinel position in the cursed land, but my suggestion did not get a response, so I started to be impatient... but I don't know how terrible things are waiting for us... yes... I do A terrible decision, everything is my fault..."

"What, can I help?" Hearing this sad ghost is falling into some kind of huge annoyance.

"Unfortunately, I only regret it now. I never thought that this wrong decision had caused such terrible results. I really should stay there waiting for the order. Maybe it can tell us what terrible things are waiting in that **** place. We are; maybe it is to transfer us to other places... In the final analysis, it’s my fault, it’s all my fault...” The poor souls repeatedly muttered these words.

"Later?" Lu asked.

If you change it to someone who is not sure, you will be killed by the ability of npc to tell the story.

Lu is to know all the truth about the matter, but he can't let the soul of this tribal hero sing a one-man show here.

"Later, I am standing here waiting for the order now. I have to understand the situation. I have to get those orders, but I have not waited for anything. It must have been an accident." He finally looked up and looked at the land: "The commander Lu Erg was stationed in Stonard, went to him and found out where the order is now. This is what I want to know now. Can you help me?"

"Of course, I am very happy to do this," Lu said without hesitation.

I just came over from Stoner, and now I have to go. This is really a nonsense thing, but Lu has to do it. It’s really good to do a task and break the leg. The most pit is you. You can't find any clues to keep the mission going.

"There is one more thing," Lu Ligang just wants to turn into a crow and suddenly thinks about the situation at Stonard: "Because I am an elf, the friends there don't seem so friendly. What do you have?" Is it the way?"

"Those things that are short-sighted," the soul snorted, and his hand began to condense a badge.

He took the curious badge and checked the attributes, and then he was not calm. (To be continued.)