fantasy reincarnation of warcraft

Chapter 85 The Crazy Wild Boar
PS: There is a little too much water today, and my mind is a little messed up recently, so give me a day to buffer.

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Mulgore, the tauren have already taken root here. When the shaman of the Earth Ring attached the element of wind to the two "hanging baskets", nothing can drive the tauren from here, not the wild boar. Not even the jackals.

The high and raised column mountain is the best shelter for the tauren.

Now that the rear is secured, the tauren can clean up those disharmonious factors with more peace of mind.

The gnolls of Mulgore's local forces were beaten and fled, and Broken Spear could only lead the tribe away from the center of Mulgore. Although Kane really wanted to completely eliminate the threat of gnolls, due to the presence of wild boars in the rear, He didn't dare to pursue rashly, and the Wolf man had a chance to breathe.

Unlike the gnolls who only have brute force, the wild boars are more cunning. They have a weak shaman class, and a team of wild boar riders with super mobility. Although the shamans are weak, they can spawn thorns. Sow thorns wherever they are, this simple and effective form of camping one step at a time, like a city that is always spreading, is really annoying.

Although the wild boar mount of the wild boar rider is not as durable as the Kodo beast, the speed of the charge is a few blocks away from the Kodo beast, and the number is much larger than the Kodo beast. The wind guy has nothing to do.

Only the orcs' wolfriders could fight the boar riders, but the orcs had their own troubles to deal with, and Kane didn't want to bother his allies with everything.

However, after fighting for such a long time, the tauren also found something weird. The wild boars didn't seem to care much about the fertile grasslands of Mulgore, but were more interested in those mines.

Kane thought that the wild boars just wanted more equipment. Looking at the rags worn by ordinary wild boar fighters, he thought it was reasonable, but after intercepting a wild boar transport team, he got a different answer .

"What is this red stone?" Kane called together the wise men of all the clans, hoping that someone could answer his doubts, but everyone present basically stared at him.

"There is a very strange energy in it..." Hamuul Runetotem said: "I can feel that this energy seems to be able to analyze time and space..."

"what does that mean?"

Hamuul fell into deep thought, and then slowly said: "It's a long story, I remember, when I first became a Druid, the elders told me such a story..."

"In the ancient times, our ancestors fought side by side with all the creatures of Azeroth to resist the evil invasion. Under the leadership of a legendary Shuharu, we achieved a brilliant victory in the hometown of High Mountain, But other places are still under the threat of destruction, so some warriors embarked on the road of expedition regardless of the danger..." Hamuul Runetotem paused here, looked at the people around him, and said: "We are those The descendants of the warriors, after the war, there was a terrible explosion in Azeroth, the continent was fragmented, and the ancestors who could not return to their hometown took root in the desolate land, and some stories about the war period began to be passed on by word of mouth, most of them It is a story used by the elders to inspire young people, so it is inevitable that there are some embellishments and changes, but the truth is often hidden in these long-standing memories..."

"According to legend, our ancestors bravely fought the enemy and fought all the way to the vicinity of Ashen Valley in ancient times. The ancestors were so red-eyed that they miscalculated the food consumption and almost starved to death. The above is what many of us said The stories I have heard, these stories are to remind the young Shuharu not to be impulsive before doing anything, but few people know the follow-up story. At that time, our ancestors were about to starve to death, and a group of ancient wild boars helped killed them."

"The wild boar people at that time were said to be an enlightened and noble race. Under the leadership of a terrifying wild boar god, they fought bloody battles without fear of sacrifice. Our ancestors were moved by this spirit, so we decided to fight with them Watching each other, with the joint efforts of both sides, the situation is very good, and after fighting, the evil was driven out of that land, and Azeroth ushered in another victory."

"But at the moment when the wild boars were celebrating nationwide, Cenarius, the son of god, found the wild boar god, and he persuaded it to help other forces in Azeroth, because the victory of one place does not mean the victory of the whole, only the joint Only when the strength rises up can the evil be truly defeated, the wild boar god agreed to his request, and then it went to support other lands, but never came back..."

"And then? What happened to the wild boar god? And why did the wild boar become what they are now?" The tauren seemed to like listening to stories around the campfire. After Hamuul Runetotem finished the narration, Immediately, a curious baby asked questions.

"I only recently learned about the ending of the wild boar god. Not long ago, when I was supporting the night elves, I became good friends with an elf druid named Malfurion. He told me many secrets of the past. After accepting the persuasion of the Son of God, Agamaggan, the wild boar god, resolutely rushed to Azshara, the stronghold of the demons at that time. After countless demons, he confronted Mannoroth, the demon king of the abyss. They fought in darkness for three days and three nights without stopping, but because the wild boar god killed many demons before the fight, too much wasted. Strength, in the end it was exhausted, so it fought and retreated, but in the end it died here in the barren land. The wild boars also migrated here to settle here in order to follow their gods. After that, they lost the leadership of the gods. The enlightened wild boar gradually degenerated, and finally became what it is now."

"Well...it's a good story, but what does it have to do with this stone?" Kane couldn't help asking.

"If you want to talk about the relationship, it's just a conjecture of mine. It also involves the Battle of Hyjal not long ago." Hamuul said: "At that time, in order to deal with Archimonde, Lord Cenarius decided to resurrect the ancient The god of the wilderness who died in battle, all the gods accepted his call, except for one god, yes, it is the wild boar god Agamaggan."

"Why? Is it afraid?" a tauren couldn't help but ask.

"Be careful, how do we know about the gods? But since they won't really die, the word fear is nonsense. Maybe it has its own plans, but it is said that the wild boar god refused to talk to anyone not long ago. At the same time, he sealed off his own kingdom in the Emerald Dream.”

"So, what does this have to do with this stone?"

"It is said that the Emerald Dream is the opposite of the material world, just like the spiritual world. Some blessed creatures can travel freely between the two worlds. If there is God's favor, they can even live in the kingdom of the gods after death, that is to say , those blood descendants of the wild gods can obtain eternal life in the world of gods after death."

"Are you saying this just to make us envious?"

"No, no, you didn't understand me. The point I said is that only those descendants of the wild gods have the ability to travel through the material and spiritual worlds, and on this stone, I agree to feel that A force that breaks the boundaries."

"Then what does this mean?"

"It shows that this stone is very likely to be related to the wild boar god, or even his flesh and blood. The wild boar people should collect these stones related to Agamaggan. Maybe they can establish a connection with their god through these stones."

"Are you saying that our battle with them will probably bring about punishment from the gods?" Kane frowned and said, "There's no reason, if they really wanted this land, why didn't they snatch it from the wolf man earlier? And if they really could Contacting with the gods, how can you degenerate from a noble race to the present level as you said?"

"I don't know either. I think there is no way to find out the truth other than sending people to sneak into the wild boar's base camp."

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And in the management of Agamaggan in the Emerald Dream, this closed country is now in a mess.

"Don't come here again! Stop it!" The giant figure slammed around, and the wild boar souls around were mostly dead or wounded. They all looked at the stalwart creature in horror.

"Don't come again! No!" Agamaggan roared, as if resisting something, its eyes were clear and confused for a while.

"I want to kill! Kill! Kill!" These were the words he said during the chaos, and whenever this happened, the wild boars around would be bloody bad.

"No! Stop it!" And when it was clear, it began to resist again and again.

In Razor Heights, countless corpses are accumulated here, and the power of the undead is constantly pouring into the void under the command of a lich. It is an evil ritual, and a large group of wild boars are continuously providing blood. rock.

"Hurry up! You bastards! The space-time barrier is about to become unstable again! We need more blood rocks!" Kagal urged his subordinates angrily, and one piece of blood rock was moved to the pile of bones.

"There are not enough corpses." The Lich said calmly.

Kagal quickly directed his men to bring a group of captives, including orcs, centaurs, and tauren.

"It's still not enough! There must be more!" the Lich said again.

Kagal gritted his teeth and made a not-so-difficult decision.

"Go and bring those old and weak! Our gods need more power! Their sacrifices are worth it!"

Although the wild boar warriors were reluctant, they still complied with Kagar's roar, and a group of poor fellows were forced to go up there and became victims of the "resurrected" god.

The lich's bony face watched all this coldly. If he had an expression, it must be full of sarcasm.

'Yes...that's it...send your gods to hell with your own hands...'

(End of this chapter)