Seth the Darkweaver was very puzzled. He was pacing around in a colorful robe, and his sharp beak made a burst of unknown notes from time to time.

Just like their name, the arakkoa are intelligent life forms of birds, but they have long lost their ability to fly in this era, and they only retain the fleshy crowns, sharp beaks and claw-like hands and feet of birds in their limbs.

The character and habits of the arakkoa make them very fond of wearing colorful clothes, which seem to remind them of the glorious past of their own group, but they have no aesthetic concept, which leads to the mixing of colorful cloth strips and feathers, the more He is a high-status and powerful arakkoa, so the clothes on his body look like they are picking up rags!

The dark weaver Seth thought for a long time, and then said in a deep voice: "It may be mentioned in the oldest books, I seem to have some impressions, you slow down, I will go back and check the information!"

A group of arakkoa broke away from the main force and began to run back. Feathers and tattered clothes were mixed together, looking bloated and messy.

Dark Weaver Seth hurried back to the Arakkoa city Skettis to search for information. Their team looking for the oracle had just set off, and was not far from the city at this time. In the early morning of the next day, he hurried back to the camp.

He didn't give his answer first, but asked anxiously, "Did that later oracle appear again?"

The King of Claws replied with certainty: "Yes, the dream last night was also very clear."

"What did he say?"

"The flame, the new life, the sky, the splendor and pride of the arakkoa! Her eyes are really bright! Like the stars in the night sky!" Aegis, the King of Claws, tried hard to recall, and he could see that this dream touched him a lot.

When Seth the Dark Weaver heard the word 'she', his expression instantly became agitated: "Did she say her name!?"

The King of Claws, Aegis, didn't know if his memory was correct. He hesitated and said, "It seems to be the King of the Sun and Fire, a very long title..."

Seth the Darkweaver almost strangled him: "Name, say the name!"

"Rukmar!" the King of Claws said with certainty.

The dark weaver Seth, who had been running all night, sat heavily on the ground. It could be seen that he breathed a sigh of relief, his head was covered with sweat, and there was an inexplicable excitement in his expression.

"That's the **** of the arakkoa... She has long disappeared in time, I didn't expect that she is still here..." After being excited, he was puzzled, and he always felt that things were not simple.

Their previous division of labor was very clear. The King of Claws was in charge of military operations, and the Dark Weaver was in charge of making plans. At this time, the two leaders of the arakkoa were a little bit at a loss. There was no oracle at ordinary times. Now that the oracle came, there were two of them. One asked him to go to the northwest, and the other asked him to go to the southeast!

The northwest is Auchindoun, occupied by undead and orcs, right? What is there!

southeast? The southeast will enter the void, right? I heard from the elders in the group that the southeast was still a dense forest of the arakkoa, but it has disappeared with the explosion.

The two were entangled.

Seth the Dark Weaver had to ask Aegis, the King of Claws, in detail: "What is the voice that told you to go to the northwest?"

"Say that I am the reincarnation of the King of Claws, Terokk!" Aegis worked so hard to give himself the title of King of Claws just to make himself more suitable for this reincarnation.

Terok is the hero of the arakkoa clan, who established the modern arakkoa empire, and is the well-deserved king of this clan. Unfortunately, the king's fate was not good. The royal power was defeated by the divine power. He clashed with the dominant priest, and the king Finally banished, walked into the shadows alone.

Many say Terokk is dead, but others believe the king is not.

Aegis, the King of Claws, of course hoped that the former king would die, otherwise his theory of reincarnation would be untenable.

Seth the Dark Weaver is actually not interested in Terokk. He is a priest, and he is naturally opposed to the royal power. At this time, he is very cautious: "What did the one in the southeast say?"

"She said she was willing to teach me unimaginable knowledge and magic! Let me become her highest priest?"

Seth the Darkweaver lowered his head, hiding his facial expression.

After a long time, he said: "We can't give up hope, we can't give up any hope, you continue to go to the northwest to find the oracle of Terokk, and I will go to the southeast to find this... Rukhmar ..."

After some negotiation, the two formally divided their troops, and Aegis, the King of Claws, took his men to Auchindoun in the northwest to look for the enlightenment of the former king.

Seth the Darkweaver went to the southeast, to the mountains at the junction of Terokkar Forest and Shadowmoon Valley to find Rukhmar, the ancient **** of the arakkoa.

"Idiot!" The dark weaver Seth looked sullenly, looking at the away King of Claws Aegis, his eyes were full of indifference.

They are not close friends, they just gather together because of common interests, and now of course they have to choose the path that is most beneficial to them.

He belongs to the sect of the arakkoa priests who exiled Terokk, and the camps are naturally in conflict. Before, there was no way, but now he has a choice. Of course, he will choose his own camp.

On the night when the two sides officially separated, he also received an oracle from Rukhmar. The route was very clear. He believed that it was because he was more pious. The mother of the arakkoa, the sun **** who used to be the head of the three gods and beasts of Draenor, the fire bird Rukhmar!

The Arakkoa have long lost the ability to fly ~lightnovelpub.net~ Climbing mountains with their slender limbs is a severe test for their physical strength and willpower, but Seth the Darkweaver still gritted his teeth and persevered. Trekking through the mountains with his followers.

The surrounding environment is getting hotter and hotter. The dark weaver Seth also obtained some knowledge in the dream, and the ridiculously broken knowledge system of the modern arakkoa has been completed. Although he does not understand the meaning of many contents, his body The energy is still growing at a very fast rate.

This strengthened his pilgrimage-like determination.

On the second day of climbing the mountains, stragglers appeared, and he abandoned those arakkoa who couldn't keep up with him without hesitation, and continued to move forward into the depths of the mountains.

On the seventh day of entering the mountains or volcanoes, there was no follower around him, but his spirit was getting more and more excited.

The flame transformed his body from the inside to the outside. The once sloppy feathers now look brand new and bright. The dirt in the hair follicles has been purified by the flames, and the curse that has enveloped the ethnic group for thousands of years has also been removed. He changed his name , and now his name is Seth the Flame Weaver!

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